Angel's daughter

Chapter 6

I sat at the table and watched them pack up their weapons. They sort of ignored me until Dean picked up the blades sat in front of me. He paused, looking down at them,

"How'd you know?"

"A little thing called research" I lifted an eyebrow,

"Right. Thanks" He put the blades into the bag and the flask of holy water I gave them. I sat back while they prepared to head out. Gabriel came back into the room,

"You guys ready yet? Come on, we're wasting time" He was getting impatient. I really wanted to help but I know I can't. Most I can do is help them prepare since, you know, I can't fight and they're heading into a building full of demons. If fact it would be utterly reckless for me to join knowing Crowley wants my heart for some reason. I looked at my hands, fidgeting. Why is this so hard to accept? I know why I can't go, why I shouldn't go, why I'd be downright suicidal if I went. Didn't mean I didn't want to help. Sam seemed to notice my apprehension and got down to my level, holding my shoulders,

"We'll be back with him soon, don't worry. I've already called your mum, she'll be over soon and Kevin is around here somewhere"

"Ok" I said. Sam gave me a reassuring smile before all three men left. I watched them drive away, a little anxious. I wanted to just zap into the backseat but Sam was right. I'd just get in the way or complicate it. I wanted to help but I didn't have any skill to help. As I stood there for a while, I heard light footsteps approach. When I turned to Kevin, it was clear that he had heard everything and he also wanted to help somewhat,

"Movie and popcorn?" He asked. I felt a smile pull on the corner of my mouth,

"This is why you're my favourite person" I said. He smiled back and we went back inside to watch whatever movie Kevin picked out.

Sam and Dean stalked through the building, guns pointed, knives drawn. Dean took point, leading Sam along the hallways, looking through each door. Once they saw a wall with graffiti on it, Sam took a marker and crossed it out,

"That's the last of them" Sam said. Once he had, Gabriel appeared next to him. His smug face was caked in seriousness, he was almost unrecognisable on how he carried himself. He wasn't the confident, sly archangel. Now he was like Sam and Dean, a soldier and they all fell into a familiar formation, clearing each room before moving on to the next. As demons patrolled the halls, they'd use their knives to silently kill them and drag their lifeless bodies out of sight. As they got closer to Crowley, familiar sounding screams in pain were heard. As they got close, Gabriel's hands shot to his ears barely able to withstand the sound of his younger brother's cry for help, his pain. Sam paused and looked back as Gabriel recovered and fell back into formation. Sam and Dean ran towards the yells, trying desperately to open the door to save their friend. Gabriel held his head more,

"Stand back" He said, still wincing. He could feel Castiel's fear and it clouded his mind as he could barely focus on anything. He put his hand to the lock and it glowed red hot. The other hand still held his head. The lock melted off and the door swung open. Sam and Dean burst through the door, taking on the horde of demons behind it. Gabriel went to Cas who was tied down in a chair. He had blood dripping down his face and soaking into his clothes. He barely had the strength to lift his head up. There was a table next to him with more bolts and a vile of a blue glowing substance. Gabriel started to pull out the large metal bolts Crowley had stuck into Cas' head before pulling him up into a standing position, carrying his whole weight.

"Wait" Cas pulled his head up,

"We're getting you out of here" Dean came to his other side to help support him,

"Samandriel" Cas' head fell forward again, he was losing consciousness fast,

"Samandriel. Here?" Gabriel asked. Cas nodded. Gabriel turned to Sam and Dean, scooping up the vile of grace, "Take Cas and this, I'll look for Samandriel. Meet you back at the hideout"