Two
Orphan cont'd
Warning: Dean and Sam are about to have a fight, the biggest they've had in years, but I promise there's a good reason for this fight, and I was trying to mostrar things aren't shiny, beautiful perfect. I also wrote this before the Season Finale, so it might seem strange for them to fight like this. oso, oso de with me.
Sam looked at Dean, and they were both quiet for several segundos before Dean spoke again.
"How could Lilith have any children? She's a Demon."
Cas lifted his eyes to Sam's, and the younger Winchester sighed — a sign he knew something about what Cas was talking about.
"Sam," Dean said. "What do tu know?"
Sam looked at Mary, obviously still not wanting to expose her to this any más than he had to but unable not to since it was clear Mary wasn't letting go of him any time soon.
"Lilith wasn't only Lucifer's first," he began. "She was also the first wife of Adam in the Garden of Eden. Before Eve. But she wasn't docile o giving enough, so she was cast out. That's probably what made her so susceptible to Lucifer. After she was made a Demon, it was dicho that she mated with Samael, who, according to some legends, was also a Fallen Angel. Like Lucifer."
"Exactly," Cas agreed. "As I said. Demon-children. Born of two humans until they're turned evil — "
"But Lilith had thousands of children with Samael," Sam added.
Dean scoffed. "Crazy perra got busy with the evil bastard," he commented.
Sam looked at him reproachfully, and Dean shrugged.
"What?"
Sam shook his head continuing. "And when she was cast out of Eden and turned against God, he warned her that one hundred of her children would die a día if she didn't go back. How could there be any left? That was over two thousand years ago."
"She had millions of children with Samael," Cas corrected. "And they all died before they could be used against God. Until we found her," he dicho looking at Mary.
"So out of the millions of children Lilith had with this Samael," Dean said, "Mary's the last one?"
"She's one of the last," Cas nodded. "Again that we know of. And the Demons weren't supposed to find her. Now that they have, we might not have a choice in the matter."
"A choice in what matter?" Sam asked.
"Now that she's been found, the Demons will stop at nothing to find her and use her. And if that happens, Lilith will rise again. For good. This child's blood will ensure her immortality and invulnerability."
Sam looked at Mary, obviously thinking they had to protect her, but then Dean stood up, pulling Ruby's cuchillo from its scabbard. Several segundos passed as Sam realized what he was doing, and he stood up in front of Mary.
"Whoa, Dean! What the hell do tu think you're doing?!"
"What do tu think I'm doing?" Dean pressed. "My job! She's a demon-child, and it's my job to kill her."
Sam held up his hand, holding onto Mary. "She's a little girl," he yelled. "She's innocent. She has no idea what's wrong with her, and she's scared. The Demons took those kids and killed Mary's parents. She didn't do those things."
"Those Demons did that for her," Dean argued. "So they could prepare her. If we kill her, their plan is squashed and Lilith stays dead."
"She's done nothing, Dean," Sam stressed. "She's done nothing wrong, and we're going to protect her from the Demons who are after her. She's not evil yet, and that's because the people who raised her made sure she was okay. They loved her, and they protected her. Clearly something has to happen for her to turn."
"I don't care," Dean shouted.
"I do," Sam screamed.
"Stop this," Cas ordered. "This isn't the way to do this. Killing the child will not stop it. It will only advance the Demons' plans. And they do have a plan." Cas moved closer to Sam and kneeled in front of Mary. "We have to hide her. From the ángeles and the Demons looking for her."
He lifted his eyes to Sam's, and it was clear what Cas wanted to do. Sam sighed, looking at Dean to see him putting the cuchillo away.
"I don't usually ask for permission," Cas said. "As tu remember. But . . ." He looked at Mary.
Sam knelt at Mary's side, taking her hand in his. "Mary, this is Castiel. He's an angel, and he needs to hide tu from other ángeles and the Demons who might want to get to you. And in order to do that, he needs to put a mark on your ribs. It'll protect you."
"Will it hurt?" she asked holding onto his hand.
Sam glanced at Cas. "It might," he told Mary. "But I'm right here. Okay?"
"You should probably hold her a little tighter," Cas suggested.
Sam held onto Mary tighter as Cas lifted his hand slowly, lightly touching the middle of her chest and allowing the light to emanate from the palm of his hand. For only a segundo o two, Mary's whole body vibrated, and she squeezed Sam's hand as tight as any one ever had. She closed her eyes and held her breath. It was over instantly, and Cas took his hand from Mary's chest. He stared into her eyes for another segundo o two before he rose and turned to face Dean.
"The trail should end here," he dicho of Mary. "I'll take her, and tu should follow in the car. Perhaps if I explain this to him, he won't have to worry about the outcome."
Dean scoffed again. "Good luck."
Cas turned back to Sam as he still knelt in the floor at Mary's side.
"It's probably best that I take her now," Cas said. "The longer we wait, the worse it will be. And we can talk where it's safer."
Sam sighed again. "Okay." He looked at Mary. "You need to go with Cas, okay? He's going to get tu somewhere safe. Safer than here. And we'll be there just as soon as we can get there, okay?"
"Soon?" she pleaded.
"Soon," he promised, leaning adelante, hacia adelante and besar her forehead. He stood up slowly, and Cas stepped forward.
He took Mary's hand gently, and she looked at him.
"Thank tu for asking," she dicho softly. "It wasn't so bad."
"You are most welcome," he replied, looking at Sam and then Dean before he simply vanished with her at his side, the sound of wings fluttering dissipating softly.
The moment they were gone, Dean let out a laugh, moving back to where he'd been sitting before.
"Oh, this is good!" he exclaimed. "This is so good! This is amazing."
Sam moved around the room to his side. "What is your problem, Dean?"
Dean shook his head, smiling. "It's just so obvious."
"What is so obvious?" Sam asked, sitting on the cama nearest to Dean.
"I thought that maybe tu felt bad for this kid because some Demon was using her the way Azazel used you," Dean explained. "But now it's all too obvious. And I guess it only makes sense that tu wouldn't notice."
"Notice what?"
"She's a Demon-child, Sam," Dean pushed. "Don't tu get it? Meg? Ruby? Lilith? Obviously, tu have a soft-spot for Demon-spawn. Can't tu see that she's seduced you? I mean, come on. It's obvious. At least now we know who's gonna be pleased to see you."
Sam stared at Dean incredulously. Appalled por what his brother was suggesting, Sam went on the defensive. "First of all, I never liked Meg o Ruby o Lilith! They were Demons with serious inferiority complexes, and they all used me. segundo of all, that was four years ago, and we've been fighting the left-overs ever since. And third, she's a little girl," he bellowed. "Who obviously has no idea what's going on. Did tu really understand what was going on around tu when tu were eight? And it's not my fault that my paternal instincts kick in every time I'm around her!"
"Paternal instincts?" Dean scoffed. "Are tu serious? Of all the kids we've encountered the last 8 years, this is the first one tu feel connected with? It doesn't even bother tu that she could bring Lilith back, that her blood could make Lilith invulnerable. That means we wouldn't be able to kill her a segundo time. All because this kid was one of her spawn."
"Well, I do know a little about what she's going through," Sam argued. "And she needs somebody to take care of her. Obviously, tu wouldn't know anything about that." Sam stopped, sighing and shaking his head. "Let's just get this out right now. You're worried Lilith is going to use me again to get back at us getting her killed. That this girl is some mystical key to bringing about the end of the world. Again. Just like last time. I don't happen to believe that. Because there's clearly something that has to happen in order for her to turn evil. It's not going to be like it was with me. I was led down a path without knowing where I was going, and I tried to stop it too late. And I'll always feel responsible for that. No matter how much time passes. But Mary is a little kid. She has no idea what's happening to her. And she tried to protect her parents, even if it obviously didn't work. She needs someone to understand what it feels like to want to do anything possible to protect the people tu love. I thought you, of all people, would understand that. I guess I was wrong."
"Hey!" Dean yelled, and Sam looked at him, discovering his older brother angry and with good reason. They hadn't fought like this in years. "I was doing all that to protect you. I only ever wanted to keep tu safe. Excuse me for trying to keep tu alive. Even when tu tried to make a deal with Lilith without talking to me o went off with Ruby. Sam, this girl has got tu wrapped around her finger. You'd probably step in front of a bus for her at this point, and that ain't healthy. I don't care whose kid she is anymore. tu haven't even stopped to think about what she's doing to you. Just like Ruby."
Sam immediately tensed up, remembering the months he'd gone through without Dean and the año that had followed Dean's own resurrection. "That is not fair!" Sam countered. "I was a wreck, and she took advantage of me. I thought I was going something good for a change, and I didn't know she was working against me until the very end. How can tu still hold that against me? I'm not stupid, Dean! I was grieving, for God's sake!"
Dean huffed, unyielding, and Sam inhaled deeply, calming himself slowly.
"This isn't going to help," he dicho quietly. "I know you're hesitant, and tu have every right to be. After everything that's happened, we both have the right to be skeptical. But please. Trust me. I just have a feeling about this. Kind of like I did before," he reminded Dean of their defeat of Lucifer.
Though he obviously didn't want to give in, Dean conceded, bowing his head. "All right. But I'm not babysitting. I'm gonna have my hands full with this Demon stuff. So until further notice, you're on diaper duty."
Sam scoffed, laughing softly. "I seriously doubt I'm going to be changing diapers," he informed Dean.
Dean stood up promptly. "You know what I mean."
That ended the argument for the time being, and with little else, they began collecting their things, packing them back into the car to leave the motel they'd barely been inside for an hour. The hotel attendant looked at Dean funny when he came back to return the key, but with the "bill" paid, he dicho nothing as Dean left the office. Dean and Sam were back on the road before dawn, driving out of Syracuse to get out of the state before too much time passed.
Orphan cont'd
Warning: Dean and Sam are about to have a fight, the biggest they've had in years, but I promise there's a good reason for this fight, and I was trying to mostrar things aren't shiny, beautiful perfect. I also wrote this before the Season Finale, so it might seem strange for them to fight like this. oso, oso de with me.
Sam looked at Dean, and they were both quiet for several segundos before Dean spoke again.
"How could Lilith have any children? She's a Demon."
Cas lifted his eyes to Sam's, and the younger Winchester sighed — a sign he knew something about what Cas was talking about.
"Sam," Dean said. "What do tu know?"
Sam looked at Mary, obviously still not wanting to expose her to this any más than he had to but unable not to since it was clear Mary wasn't letting go of him any time soon.
"Lilith wasn't only Lucifer's first," he began. "She was also the first wife of Adam in the Garden of Eden. Before Eve. But she wasn't docile o giving enough, so she was cast out. That's probably what made her so susceptible to Lucifer. After she was made a Demon, it was dicho that she mated with Samael, who, according to some legends, was also a Fallen Angel. Like Lucifer."
"Exactly," Cas agreed. "As I said. Demon-children. Born of two humans until they're turned evil — "
"But Lilith had thousands of children with Samael," Sam added.
Dean scoffed. "Crazy perra got busy with the evil bastard," he commented.
Sam looked at him reproachfully, and Dean shrugged.
"What?"
Sam shook his head continuing. "And when she was cast out of Eden and turned against God, he warned her that one hundred of her children would die a día if she didn't go back. How could there be any left? That was over two thousand years ago."
"She had millions of children with Samael," Cas corrected. "And they all died before they could be used against God. Until we found her," he dicho looking at Mary.
"So out of the millions of children Lilith had with this Samael," Dean said, "Mary's the last one?"
"She's one of the last," Cas nodded. "Again that we know of. And the Demons weren't supposed to find her. Now that they have, we might not have a choice in the matter."
"A choice in what matter?" Sam asked.
"Now that she's been found, the Demons will stop at nothing to find her and use her. And if that happens, Lilith will rise again. For good. This child's blood will ensure her immortality and invulnerability."
Sam looked at Mary, obviously thinking they had to protect her, but then Dean stood up, pulling Ruby's cuchillo from its scabbard. Several segundos passed as Sam realized what he was doing, and he stood up in front of Mary.
"Whoa, Dean! What the hell do tu think you're doing?!"
"What do tu think I'm doing?" Dean pressed. "My job! She's a demon-child, and it's my job to kill her."
Sam held up his hand, holding onto Mary. "She's a little girl," he yelled. "She's innocent. She has no idea what's wrong with her, and she's scared. The Demons took those kids and killed Mary's parents. She didn't do those things."
"Those Demons did that for her," Dean argued. "So they could prepare her. If we kill her, their plan is squashed and Lilith stays dead."
"She's done nothing, Dean," Sam stressed. "She's done nothing wrong, and we're going to protect her from the Demons who are after her. She's not evil yet, and that's because the people who raised her made sure she was okay. They loved her, and they protected her. Clearly something has to happen for her to turn."
"I don't care," Dean shouted.
"I do," Sam screamed.
"Stop this," Cas ordered. "This isn't the way to do this. Killing the child will not stop it. It will only advance the Demons' plans. And they do have a plan." Cas moved closer to Sam and kneeled in front of Mary. "We have to hide her. From the ángeles and the Demons looking for her."
He lifted his eyes to Sam's, and it was clear what Cas wanted to do. Sam sighed, looking at Dean to see him putting the cuchillo away.
"I don't usually ask for permission," Cas said. "As tu remember. But . . ." He looked at Mary.
Sam knelt at Mary's side, taking her hand in his. "Mary, this is Castiel. He's an angel, and he needs to hide tu from other ángeles and the Demons who might want to get to you. And in order to do that, he needs to put a mark on your ribs. It'll protect you."
"Will it hurt?" she asked holding onto his hand.
Sam glanced at Cas. "It might," he told Mary. "But I'm right here. Okay?"
"You should probably hold her a little tighter," Cas suggested.
Sam held onto Mary tighter as Cas lifted his hand slowly, lightly touching the middle of her chest and allowing the light to emanate from the palm of his hand. For only a segundo o two, Mary's whole body vibrated, and she squeezed Sam's hand as tight as any one ever had. She closed her eyes and held her breath. It was over instantly, and Cas took his hand from Mary's chest. He stared into her eyes for another segundo o two before he rose and turned to face Dean.
"The trail should end here," he dicho of Mary. "I'll take her, and tu should follow in the car. Perhaps if I explain this to him, he won't have to worry about the outcome."
Dean scoffed again. "Good luck."
Cas turned back to Sam as he still knelt in the floor at Mary's side.
"It's probably best that I take her now," Cas said. "The longer we wait, the worse it will be. And we can talk where it's safer."
Sam sighed again. "Okay." He looked at Mary. "You need to go with Cas, okay? He's going to get tu somewhere safe. Safer than here. And we'll be there just as soon as we can get there, okay?"
"Soon?" she pleaded.
"Soon," he promised, leaning adelante, hacia adelante and besar her forehead. He stood up slowly, and Cas stepped forward.
He took Mary's hand gently, and she looked at him.
"Thank tu for asking," she dicho softly. "It wasn't so bad."
"You are most welcome," he replied, looking at Sam and then Dean before he simply vanished with her at his side, the sound of wings fluttering dissipating softly.
The moment they were gone, Dean let out a laugh, moving back to where he'd been sitting before.
"Oh, this is good!" he exclaimed. "This is so good! This is amazing."
Sam moved around the room to his side. "What is your problem, Dean?"
Dean shook his head, smiling. "It's just so obvious."
"What is so obvious?" Sam asked, sitting on the cama nearest to Dean.
"I thought that maybe tu felt bad for this kid because some Demon was using her the way Azazel used you," Dean explained. "But now it's all too obvious. And I guess it only makes sense that tu wouldn't notice."
"Notice what?"
"She's a Demon-child, Sam," Dean pushed. "Don't tu get it? Meg? Ruby? Lilith? Obviously, tu have a soft-spot for Demon-spawn. Can't tu see that she's seduced you? I mean, come on. It's obvious. At least now we know who's gonna be pleased to see you."
Sam stared at Dean incredulously. Appalled por what his brother was suggesting, Sam went on the defensive. "First of all, I never liked Meg o Ruby o Lilith! They were Demons with serious inferiority complexes, and they all used me. segundo of all, that was four years ago, and we've been fighting the left-overs ever since. And third, she's a little girl," he bellowed. "Who obviously has no idea what's going on. Did tu really understand what was going on around tu when tu were eight? And it's not my fault that my paternal instincts kick in every time I'm around her!"
"Paternal instincts?" Dean scoffed. "Are tu serious? Of all the kids we've encountered the last 8 years, this is the first one tu feel connected with? It doesn't even bother tu that she could bring Lilith back, that her blood could make Lilith invulnerable. That means we wouldn't be able to kill her a segundo time. All because this kid was one of her spawn."
"Well, I do know a little about what she's going through," Sam argued. "And she needs somebody to take care of her. Obviously, tu wouldn't know anything about that." Sam stopped, sighing and shaking his head. "Let's just get this out right now. You're worried Lilith is going to use me again to get back at us getting her killed. That this girl is some mystical key to bringing about the end of the world. Again. Just like last time. I don't happen to believe that. Because there's clearly something that has to happen in order for her to turn evil. It's not going to be like it was with me. I was led down a path without knowing where I was going, and I tried to stop it too late. And I'll always feel responsible for that. No matter how much time passes. But Mary is a little kid. She has no idea what's happening to her. And she tried to protect her parents, even if it obviously didn't work. She needs someone to understand what it feels like to want to do anything possible to protect the people tu love. I thought you, of all people, would understand that. I guess I was wrong."
"Hey!" Dean yelled, and Sam looked at him, discovering his older brother angry and with good reason. They hadn't fought like this in years. "I was doing all that to protect you. I only ever wanted to keep tu safe. Excuse me for trying to keep tu alive. Even when tu tried to make a deal with Lilith without talking to me o went off with Ruby. Sam, this girl has got tu wrapped around her finger. You'd probably step in front of a bus for her at this point, and that ain't healthy. I don't care whose kid she is anymore. tu haven't even stopped to think about what she's doing to you. Just like Ruby."
Sam immediately tensed up, remembering the months he'd gone through without Dean and the año that had followed Dean's own resurrection. "That is not fair!" Sam countered. "I was a wreck, and she took advantage of me. I thought I was going something good for a change, and I didn't know she was working against me until the very end. How can tu still hold that against me? I'm not stupid, Dean! I was grieving, for God's sake!"
Dean huffed, unyielding, and Sam inhaled deeply, calming himself slowly.
"This isn't going to help," he dicho quietly. "I know you're hesitant, and tu have every right to be. After everything that's happened, we both have the right to be skeptical. But please. Trust me. I just have a feeling about this. Kind of like I did before," he reminded Dean of their defeat of Lucifer.
Though he obviously didn't want to give in, Dean conceded, bowing his head. "All right. But I'm not babysitting. I'm gonna have my hands full with this Demon stuff. So until further notice, you're on diaper duty."
Sam scoffed, laughing softly. "I seriously doubt I'm going to be changing diapers," he informed Dean.
Dean stood up promptly. "You know what I mean."
That ended the argument for the time being, and with little else, they began collecting their things, packing them back into the car to leave the motel they'd barely been inside for an hour. The hotel attendant looked at Dean funny when he came back to return the key, but with the "bill" paid, he dicho nothing as Dean left the office. Dean and Sam were back on the road before dawn, driving out of Syracuse to get out of the state before too much time passed.