Three
Heavenly Host cont'd
Though Sam had really only had a day's worth of practice, he thought he was getting relatively good at this parenting thing. He didn't know if it was because of Mary hoặc if he really had the instincts of a father, but he wasn't really concerned about that right now. All he was really worried about was Mary. Whether Cas had wanted them to protect her honestly hoặc not, Sam was sure she would be no less deserving. She was just as innocent in all of this as any child who had no control over what was happening to her.
Mary stirred as Sam laid her down over the bed, and he sat at her side, taking her hand in his.
"Sam, who is that man downstairs?" she asked softly.
"Did bạn see him?" Sam asked, caressing her forehead gently.
"In my dream. He đã đưa ý kiến he was going to help me."
Sam sighed softly, glancing back at the door before he spoke to her. "Don't worry about him, okay, Mary? Whether he's here to help hoặc not, we're the ones who are trying to protect you. And we don't really know why he's here. So just stay up here, sleep, and I'll see bạn in the morning, okay?"
She nodded, and Sam leaned over her, kissing her forehead.
He stood up slowly, leaving and closing the door behind him. Once he was in the hallway, Sam pulled out his phone again, dialing the number he'd dialed before leaving earlier even though he knew it was late.
"Hello?" the feminine voice from earlier asked.
"Hey," he đã đưa ý kiến softly, "it's me."
"Sam, it's late."
"I know," he admitted. "I just wanted to call you. To tell you. Things have gotten complicated, and I wanted to make sure bạn were okay."
"I'm fine, Sam. What's going on?"
"Don't worry about it right now," he pleaded. "Just keep your eyes open. And I'll call bạn when I can. It might be a few days though."
"Are bạn okay?"
"No," he đã đưa ý kiến with a heavy sigh. "But I don't worry about me. Hopefully, this will all be over in a few days."
"Okay, Sam. Be careful."
"I will. Thanks. Bye."
He turned off his phone, replacing it in his back pocket and then pulling his pocket dao, con dao out of his front pocket. Even if the Angel downstairs was Michael, Sam could get rid of him. They didn't have time for his games right now.
Sam made his way downstairs thinking of the last time he's seen Michael. It obviously hadn't been while he was possessing Sam's father, but it hadn't gone well anyway. Maybe that's why he didn't want to trust the Archangel. Whatever the reason he was here today, Sam was sure it couldn't be just to help. The thiên thần had always had ulterior motives, and some of those motives had gotten a lot of people killed. There was really no excuse for that anymore. And Mary was just a kid. It didn't matter why Michael was here, not even if he đã đưa ý kiến he could save her. thiên thần were just as bad as Demons sometimes.
"Clearly, Castiel didn't give bạn all the information bạn needed to know about the Lilin," Michael đã đưa ý kiến as Sam entered the room. "Especially where her effect on bạn is concerned. I can see it when I look at you."
Dean scoffed. "Yeah, well, I still fail to see where that has anything to do with you. So why don't bạn vacate my Dad's body and hit the Highway to Heaven before I sent your đít, mông, ass packing myself!"
Michael grinned, glancing at Sam. "Anger is just side effect, Dean. You're trying to fight Mary's influence over you, and you're failing. And this has thêm to do with me than bạn could possibly imagine. I simply wanted bạn to understand how all your efforts to protect her will prove to be futile. After all, bạn can't change what she is."
Dean glanced at Adam and Cas, noting their silent demeanor. He inhaled deeply, averting his eyes to Sam's. "So what do bạn know?" Dean asked annoyingly. "What light can bạn shed on the situation we're in right now? Other than the fact that you're apparently the only one who knows this little tidbit of information."
Michael folded his arms over his chest. "Castiel told bạn She's innocent in the womb, and throughout most of her life until she's grown. But what he didn't tell bạn is that she also has survival instincts that are so internal that even she doesn't realize she's utilizing them. Adult Lilin are ruthless when it comes to surviving. They will do anything to ensure their own safety — even kill one of their own kind."
"And exactly why does that mean that Mary's ‘seduced' any of us?" Dean asked, unwilling to believe anything the Archangel had to say about a little girl so scared she barely spoke of defended herself against any danger. "I don't feel any different," Dean added.
"You wouldn't," Michael informed him, looking at Castiel and Adam before he again glanced at Sam. "Her imprinting is gradual. It usually takes several hours of continued contact for her to form a bond, and clearly, Adam, Sam and Castiel have spent plenty of time wit her to do just that. You're only resisting because of your attitude. But she's already begun to bond with you. Why else would bạn react so strongly to my presence here?"
"Because you're a lying sack of shit, and I don't trust bạn any farther than I can throw you," Dean đã đưa ý kiến plainly. "After everything you've done to this family, bạn can't honestly expect me to believe anything bạn say — about a Demon hoặc a friggin' hole in the wall. And if I have to listen to your sanctimonious crap for another second, I think I just might hurl."
Dean stood up from where he'd settled against Bobby's desk, glancing at Adam again and making his way across the room to leave.
"Dean, wait," Cas pleaded. Dean stopped, standing less than a foot away from Michael without looking at anyone in the room. "He is telling the truth about Mary. There is something about her that allows her to imprint on the people around her. And it is a survival instinct. But it's only used for Malice when Lilin are raised bởi Demons. Mary was raised bởi Humans. She has no intent for Malice."
"For now," Michael added. "But as she grows older, her natural instincts will begin to manifest. Why do bạn think he was trying to protect the hunter who were keeping her?"
Dean looked at Michael, seeing his father's eyes and using every ounce of strength he had not to cú đấm him.
"She's a little girl," Sam argued. "They were her parents. She was trying to protect them because she loved them. And all they wanted was to keep her safe."
"Believe that if bạn want to," Michael taunted. "But Castiel knows the truth. He knows exactly why Mary was in that room with them, and it has nothing to do with protecting them. No matter what she says, her instincts will always win when her safety is put in jeopardy. And the Demons who are looking for her know she'll always want to protect herself before anyone else."
"So why was she trying to protect her parents?" Dean asked, his gravelly voice low with anger. "Since bạn seem to have thêm insight on this than the rest of us."
"It was a survival move, of course," Michael stated obviously. "And a possessive one, at that. Since Mary was raised bởi humans, her motives changed because of the values instilled in her. Instead of hatred, she acts on love. Instead of spite and revenge, she believes in truth and balance. Those people were her property. She protected, hoặc tried to protect them because she felt they belonged to her, not because she loved them. Not really. It's all she knows. To protect what's hers."
"You're wrong," Sam insisted. "If that was true, it wouldn't have affected her the way it did. And she wouldn't have been so scared. bạn just think bạn know what's going on with her, because you're a control freak."
Michael smiled knowingly, lifting his eyes toward the ceiling but saying nothing for several seconds. Then he laughed. "Like I said. Believe that if bạn want. Doesn't make it any thêm true."
"Mary, sweetie."
It was bright and warm when she opened her eyes, and the park her mom usually took her to was completely deserted except for her and the lady she'd seen before — the one who'd told her to stay away from her parents' room. She looked the same as she'd looked before, her brown hair pulled back into a braid and her pretty green eyes twinkling brightly.
She smiled when she saw Mary, her teeth so white it seemed impossible for her to be anything bad. She held out her hand to Mary, beckoning her phía trước, chuyển tiếp and then squatting in front of her.
"I was wondering when I would see bạn again."
Her voice was smooth like honey, but smoky and inviting the way Mary's mother's had been. She touched Mary's face gently, easing a strand of her hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear. Her voice echoed, like she was inside a gigantic dome, even though they were outside. Mary thought that was strange.
"I've been looking for you. But you're not where I thought you'd be."
"I'm with friends," Mary replied, even as she took Mary's hand and pulled her to a park bench nearby.
Her smile faded slightly. "Are those Những người bạn boys?"
Mary nodded. "I like them. They're taking care of me."
"Oh, I know it seems that way. But I promise you, honey, they don't care about you. They don't trust you. And they'd sooner kill bạn if they thought bạn were a threat to them. It's all they know what to do with ones like us."
"Because they're boys?"
She smiled again. "Because they're Human. And they destroy everything they touch. Look at what happened to those Humans raising you. They didn't trust you. They kept bạn locked up at night."
"They loved me," Mary argued.
"They left you. They'll all leave you. But I won't. I promise. And neither will the others." She smiled again, caressing Mary's cheek. "They're all excited to see you. It's been so long since we welcomed a new sister."
Mary suddenly felt cold, shivering as she leaned closer and laid her lips over Mary's forehead.
"Mary, sweetie, please tell me where bạn are. There's nothing thêm that I want than to bring bạn home."
"Home?"
She nodded.
Mary thought silently about Sam and Dean. She wondered if they would be upset with her. She knew she wasn't really supposed to think about the ones like her. The bright Angel and Adam would be worried. But Mary had never met any of her family before, since her mom and dad had told her she wasn't really theirs. She knew they loved her, no matter what anyone said. But she couldn't remember ever wanting anything more.
She looked at the pretty lady again.
The lights flickered quickly three times, and Dean and Sam were immediately on point, looking around for whatever was coming. But all Michael did was grin and look up again. Sam noticed, and Dean looked at Cas.
"Check on Mary," he ordered, and Cas disappeared, upstairs to the room where Mary was supposed to be sleeping.
Within two seconds, Cas yelled back down to the room. "She's gone!"
"Gone?!" Dean exclaimed.
Cas reappeared in the room, blowing paper around with him. "Gone," he repeated.
"I told you," Michael said. "You won't be able to stop this. It's in Mary's blood to seek out her siblings, few as they may be. bạn won't ever be able to find her. bạn might as well consider her Mất tích now."
Dean huffed, clenching his fists and glaring into his father's eyes. "Sam!"
Michael turned to face Sam, grinning, and within the một giây half of that second, Sam exposed his bloody palm and slapped his hand against the tường out of Michael's view where he'd drawn the Banishing sigil to the wall. A bright, white-blue light flood the room, clearing it of Michael and unfortunately Cas within another chẻ, phân chia, split second.
Once the papers settled, Sam, Dean and Adam all looked at each other, unsure of what to do next.
"Damn it," Dean hissed, moving to Bobby's desk.
"Just stay calm," Sam pleaded.
"Calm?" Dean exclaimed. "How am I supposed to be calm? The Demon Bitches have their set piece! What the hell are we supposed to do now?"
"We still have time before the full moon," Sam reminded him. "They can't do anything until then."
"They won't hurt her, will they?" Adam asked from the opposite end of the room. "She's just a little girl."
Sam sighed, moving to Adam's side and squeezing his shoulder gently. "No, they won't hurt her," Sam assured him. "They need her. It's going to be okay. We have time. We will find her. I promise."
Adam bowed his head, folding his arms over his chest.
After a thorough walk-through of the upstairs floor and the room Mary had been sleeping in, Dean and Sam were sure who'd taken her.
"Sulfur on the floor tiếp theo to Mary's bed," Dean reported as he and Sam got back to the first floor. "Demons got to her."
"So how are we going to find her?" Adam asked as he leaned against Bobby's desk. "We don't even know who these demons are."
Both Sam and Dean looked at each other, and it was clear they were thinking the same thing.
"We need to look at everything we know," Sam đã đưa ý kiến moving to where all their information was still lying. "There has to be something here pointing to where they could have taken Mary. We will find it. We will find Mary, and then we will kill these demons. Before they can do anymore damage."
"How?" Adam asked.
Sam could only sigh, sifting through their papers again.
Heavenly Host cont'd
Though Sam had really only had a day's worth of practice, he thought he was getting relatively good at this parenting thing. He didn't know if it was because of Mary hoặc if he really had the instincts of a father, but he wasn't really concerned about that right now. All he was really worried about was Mary. Whether Cas had wanted them to protect her honestly hoặc not, Sam was sure she would be no less deserving. She was just as innocent in all of this as any child who had no control over what was happening to her.
Mary stirred as Sam laid her down over the bed, and he sat at her side, taking her hand in his.
"Sam, who is that man downstairs?" she asked softly.
"Did bạn see him?" Sam asked, caressing her forehead gently.
"In my dream. He đã đưa ý kiến he was going to help me."
Sam sighed softly, glancing back at the door before he spoke to her. "Don't worry about him, okay, Mary? Whether he's here to help hoặc not, we're the ones who are trying to protect you. And we don't really know why he's here. So just stay up here, sleep, and I'll see bạn in the morning, okay?"
She nodded, and Sam leaned over her, kissing her forehead.
He stood up slowly, leaving and closing the door behind him. Once he was in the hallway, Sam pulled out his phone again, dialing the number he'd dialed before leaving earlier even though he knew it was late.
"Hello?" the feminine voice from earlier asked.
"Hey," he đã đưa ý kiến softly, "it's me."
"Sam, it's late."
"I know," he admitted. "I just wanted to call you. To tell you. Things have gotten complicated, and I wanted to make sure bạn were okay."
"I'm fine, Sam. What's going on?"
"Don't worry about it right now," he pleaded. "Just keep your eyes open. And I'll call bạn when I can. It might be a few days though."
"Are bạn okay?"
"No," he đã đưa ý kiến with a heavy sigh. "But I don't worry about me. Hopefully, this will all be over in a few days."
"Okay, Sam. Be careful."
"I will. Thanks. Bye."
He turned off his phone, replacing it in his back pocket and then pulling his pocket dao, con dao out of his front pocket. Even if the Angel downstairs was Michael, Sam could get rid of him. They didn't have time for his games right now.
Sam made his way downstairs thinking of the last time he's seen Michael. It obviously hadn't been while he was possessing Sam's father, but it hadn't gone well anyway. Maybe that's why he didn't want to trust the Archangel. Whatever the reason he was here today, Sam was sure it couldn't be just to help. The thiên thần had always had ulterior motives, and some of those motives had gotten a lot of people killed. There was really no excuse for that anymore. And Mary was just a kid. It didn't matter why Michael was here, not even if he đã đưa ý kiến he could save her. thiên thần were just as bad as Demons sometimes.
"Clearly, Castiel didn't give bạn all the information bạn needed to know about the Lilin," Michael đã đưa ý kiến as Sam entered the room. "Especially where her effect on bạn is concerned. I can see it when I look at you."
Dean scoffed. "Yeah, well, I still fail to see where that has anything to do with you. So why don't bạn vacate my Dad's body and hit the Highway to Heaven before I sent your đít, mông, ass packing myself!"
Michael grinned, glancing at Sam. "Anger is just side effect, Dean. You're trying to fight Mary's influence over you, and you're failing. And this has thêm to do with me than bạn could possibly imagine. I simply wanted bạn to understand how all your efforts to protect her will prove to be futile. After all, bạn can't change what she is."
Dean glanced at Adam and Cas, noting their silent demeanor. He inhaled deeply, averting his eyes to Sam's. "So what do bạn know?" Dean asked annoyingly. "What light can bạn shed on the situation we're in right now? Other than the fact that you're apparently the only one who knows this little tidbit of information."
Michael folded his arms over his chest. "Castiel told bạn She's innocent in the womb, and throughout most of her life until she's grown. But what he didn't tell bạn is that she also has survival instincts that are so internal that even she doesn't realize she's utilizing them. Adult Lilin are ruthless when it comes to surviving. They will do anything to ensure their own safety — even kill one of their own kind."
"And exactly why does that mean that Mary's ‘seduced' any of us?" Dean asked, unwilling to believe anything the Archangel had to say about a little girl so scared she barely spoke of defended herself against any danger. "I don't feel any different," Dean added.
"You wouldn't," Michael informed him, looking at Castiel and Adam before he again glanced at Sam. "Her imprinting is gradual. It usually takes several hours of continued contact for her to form a bond, and clearly, Adam, Sam and Castiel have spent plenty of time wit her to do just that. You're only resisting because of your attitude. But she's already begun to bond with you. Why else would bạn react so strongly to my presence here?"
"Because you're a lying sack of shit, and I don't trust bạn any farther than I can throw you," Dean đã đưa ý kiến plainly. "After everything you've done to this family, bạn can't honestly expect me to believe anything bạn say — about a Demon hoặc a friggin' hole in the wall. And if I have to listen to your sanctimonious crap for another second, I think I just might hurl."
Dean stood up from where he'd settled against Bobby's desk, glancing at Adam again and making his way across the room to leave.
"Dean, wait," Cas pleaded. Dean stopped, standing less than a foot away from Michael without looking at anyone in the room. "He is telling the truth about Mary. There is something about her that allows her to imprint on the people around her. And it is a survival instinct. But it's only used for Malice when Lilin are raised bởi Demons. Mary was raised bởi Humans. She has no intent for Malice."
"For now," Michael added. "But as she grows older, her natural instincts will begin to manifest. Why do bạn think he was trying to protect the hunter who were keeping her?"
Dean looked at Michael, seeing his father's eyes and using every ounce of strength he had not to cú đấm him.
"She's a little girl," Sam argued. "They were her parents. She was trying to protect them because she loved them. And all they wanted was to keep her safe."
"Believe that if bạn want to," Michael taunted. "But Castiel knows the truth. He knows exactly why Mary was in that room with them, and it has nothing to do with protecting them. No matter what she says, her instincts will always win when her safety is put in jeopardy. And the Demons who are looking for her know she'll always want to protect herself before anyone else."
"So why was she trying to protect her parents?" Dean asked, his gravelly voice low with anger. "Since bạn seem to have thêm insight on this than the rest of us."
"It was a survival move, of course," Michael stated obviously. "And a possessive one, at that. Since Mary was raised bởi humans, her motives changed because of the values instilled in her. Instead of hatred, she acts on love. Instead of spite and revenge, she believes in truth and balance. Those people were her property. She protected, hoặc tried to protect them because she felt they belonged to her, not because she loved them. Not really. It's all she knows. To protect what's hers."
"You're wrong," Sam insisted. "If that was true, it wouldn't have affected her the way it did. And she wouldn't have been so scared. bạn just think bạn know what's going on with her, because you're a control freak."
Michael smiled knowingly, lifting his eyes toward the ceiling but saying nothing for several seconds. Then he laughed. "Like I said. Believe that if bạn want. Doesn't make it any thêm true."
"Mary, sweetie."
It was bright and warm when she opened her eyes, and the park her mom usually took her to was completely deserted except for her and the lady she'd seen before — the one who'd told her to stay away from her parents' room. She looked the same as she'd looked before, her brown hair pulled back into a braid and her pretty green eyes twinkling brightly.
She smiled when she saw Mary, her teeth so white it seemed impossible for her to be anything bad. She held out her hand to Mary, beckoning her phía trước, chuyển tiếp and then squatting in front of her.
"I was wondering when I would see bạn again."
Her voice was smooth like honey, but smoky and inviting the way Mary's mother's had been. She touched Mary's face gently, easing a strand of her hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear. Her voice echoed, like she was inside a gigantic dome, even though they were outside. Mary thought that was strange.
"I've been looking for you. But you're not where I thought you'd be."
"I'm with friends," Mary replied, even as she took Mary's hand and pulled her to a park bench nearby.
Her smile faded slightly. "Are those Những người bạn boys?"
Mary nodded. "I like them. They're taking care of me."
"Oh, I know it seems that way. But I promise you, honey, they don't care about you. They don't trust you. And they'd sooner kill bạn if they thought bạn were a threat to them. It's all they know what to do with ones like us."
"Because they're boys?"
She smiled again. "Because they're Human. And they destroy everything they touch. Look at what happened to those Humans raising you. They didn't trust you. They kept bạn locked up at night."
"They loved me," Mary argued.
"They left you. They'll all leave you. But I won't. I promise. And neither will the others." She smiled again, caressing Mary's cheek. "They're all excited to see you. It's been so long since we welcomed a new sister."
Mary suddenly felt cold, shivering as she leaned closer and laid her lips over Mary's forehead.
"Mary, sweetie, please tell me where bạn are. There's nothing thêm that I want than to bring bạn home."
"Home?"
She nodded.
Mary thought silently about Sam and Dean. She wondered if they would be upset with her. She knew she wasn't really supposed to think about the ones like her. The bright Angel and Adam would be worried. But Mary had never met any of her family before, since her mom and dad had told her she wasn't really theirs. She knew they loved her, no matter what anyone said. But she couldn't remember ever wanting anything more.
She looked at the pretty lady again.
The lights flickered quickly three times, and Dean and Sam were immediately on point, looking around for whatever was coming. But all Michael did was grin and look up again. Sam noticed, and Dean looked at Cas.
"Check on Mary," he ordered, and Cas disappeared, upstairs to the room where Mary was supposed to be sleeping.
Within two seconds, Cas yelled back down to the room. "She's gone!"
"Gone?!" Dean exclaimed.
Cas reappeared in the room, blowing paper around with him. "Gone," he repeated.
"I told you," Michael said. "You won't be able to stop this. It's in Mary's blood to seek out her siblings, few as they may be. bạn won't ever be able to find her. bạn might as well consider her Mất tích now."
Dean huffed, clenching his fists and glaring into his father's eyes. "Sam!"
Michael turned to face Sam, grinning, and within the một giây half of that second, Sam exposed his bloody palm and slapped his hand against the tường out of Michael's view where he'd drawn the Banishing sigil to the wall. A bright, white-blue light flood the room, clearing it of Michael and unfortunately Cas within another chẻ, phân chia, split second.
Once the papers settled, Sam, Dean and Adam all looked at each other, unsure of what to do next.
"Damn it," Dean hissed, moving to Bobby's desk.
"Just stay calm," Sam pleaded.
"Calm?" Dean exclaimed. "How am I supposed to be calm? The Demon Bitches have their set piece! What the hell are we supposed to do now?"
"We still have time before the full moon," Sam reminded him. "They can't do anything until then."
"They won't hurt her, will they?" Adam asked from the opposite end of the room. "She's just a little girl."
Sam sighed, moving to Adam's side and squeezing his shoulder gently. "No, they won't hurt her," Sam assured him. "They need her. It's going to be okay. We have time. We will find her. I promise."
Adam bowed his head, folding his arms over his chest.
After a thorough walk-through of the upstairs floor and the room Mary had been sleeping in, Dean and Sam were sure who'd taken her.
"Sulfur on the floor tiếp theo to Mary's bed," Dean reported as he and Sam got back to the first floor. "Demons got to her."
"So how are we going to find her?" Adam asked as he leaned against Bobby's desk. "We don't even know who these demons are."
Both Sam and Dean looked at each other, and it was clear they were thinking the same thing.
"We need to look at everything we know," Sam đã đưa ý kiến moving to where all their information was still lying. "There has to be something here pointing to where they could have taken Mary. We will find it. We will find Mary, and then we will kill these demons. Before they can do anymore damage."
"How?" Adam asked.
Sam could only sigh, sifting through their papers again.