100. whore of babylon

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"Wedding?" Sam asks, scoffing. "Seriously?"

"Yeah. We've had eight so far this week." Paul says.

~ ~ ~

The crowd cheers as the newlyweds leave the church.

"So, Rob tells me you guys hunt demons." Pastor Gideon walks up to the trio.

"Uh... yes, sir." Sam answers.

"You missed a few." Gideon says.

"Yeah, tell us about it. Any idea why they're here?" Sam asks and Gideon shakes his head.

"They sure seem to like us, though. Follow me, gentlemen, miss." Gideon says, leading them into the church.

"So, you're a preacher?" Dean asks.

"Not what you expected, huh?" Gideon asks.

"Well, dude, you're packing." Dean says.

"Strange times." Gideon says, leading them into the basement where people are preparing stuff, Natalie seeing a young girl with a couple of adults packing salt rounds.

"Is that a 12 year old packing salt rounds?" Dean asks.

"Everybody pitches in." Gideon says. Natalie glances down at her stomach, trying to imagine her kids having to do something similar that young. It makes her heart clench. She looks at her nieces, knowing they've already gone through plenty, not even wanting to imagine what else they'll have to face.

"So, the whole church?" Sam asks.

"The whole town." Gideon says.

"A whole town full of hunters? I don't know whether to run screaming or buy a condo." Dean says.

"Well, the demons were killing us. We had to do something." Gideon says.

"So, why not call the National Guard?" Sam asks.

"We were told not to." Gideon says.

"By who?" Sam asks, but he doesn't receive an answer.

"Come on, Padre. You're as locked and loaded as we've ever seen. And that exorcism was Enochian. Someone's telling you something."

"Look, I'm sorry. I, uh, I can't discuss it." Gideon says.

"Dad, it's okay." A young woman walks over.

"Leah--"

"It's the Winchesters. They're safe. I know all about them." Leah says.

"No, thank you." Libby frowns, hugging her dad tighter. Sam rests his hand on her back, gently rubbing it.

"You do?" Dean asks.

"Sure. From the angels." Leah says.

"The angels. Awesome." Dean sarcastically quips.

"They don't-- they don't talk about us, right?" Larissa nervously chuckles, pointing between her and Jacob.

"Very rarely. Only because you have relationships with them." Leah nods between the twins.

"Quoting Libby -- no, thank you." Jacob says.

"Don't worry. They can't see you here. The... marks on your ribs, right?" Leah asks.

"So, you know all about us because angels told you?" Sam asks.

"Yes. Among other things." Leah says.

"Like the snappy little exorcism spell." Dean says.

"And they show me where the demons are going to be, before it happens. How to fight back." Leah says.

"Never been wrong. Not once. She's very special." Gideon says.

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