Katie's POV
"He has Chuck!" I said, when we were gathered for my report.
"What?" said Dean.
"All I know is, I asked him how he can produce episodes before they happen here, and he said did I ever wonder what happened to Chuck. And then he hung up."
"Son-of-a-bitch!" said Dean.
"I'll try to get more info about that tomorrow. But we have other things to discuss as well," I said, and we played the recording.
Dean wiped his hand down his face and turned away from us. When he turned back he said, "I don't like this."
Sam said, "I'm pretty sure none of us do."
"What the hell does he mean it won't be safe in here sooner or later? Is he saying that these super ninja angels can break our wards?" Dean asked angrily.
"That's what it sounds like," said Sam.
Dean was still pacing and rubbing his face and making all kinds of facial expressions like he does when he's agitated. Then he stopped and looked really panicked and said, "You two have to leave."
"What?" said Maggie and I together.
"Look, it's obviously not safe. And you two are our weaknesses, and if they know that, they will use you to make us get this creation stuff. And I agree with Eric, none of us are gonna want that to happen."
Everyone started talking at once, but I got the floor. "Dean," I said. "Not only do we not want to leave, we can't. Think how vulnerable you would be without Maggie here. Someone comes in and says 'hey will you go kill a bunch of nasties for us?' and you're gonna say 'Hell yeah,' without even thinking, you know you would, and what good would that be?"
"God Dammit!" said Dean. Making a fist and slicing the air with it.
Maggie said, "Dean, please, can you try to calm down so we can discuss this rationally?"
Dean leaned one arm against the wall and took a few deep breaths. "Yeah all right," he said, "If there even is a rational way to discuss this."
Sam said, "Well for one thing, maybe we can get Cas to come put some reinforcements on the angel warding."
"Actually, what could help is if we could get Eric here. He could ward much better against his own angels," I said.
"Oh my god!" said Maggie, "That's a great idea. "Do you think maybe he could come through the portal?"
"Well, he doesn't exist on this world, so maybe. It's worth a try," I said.
"Maybe Cas could carve that Enochian stuff on our bones like he did for you, to hide us from angels." I said.
"Or better yet, maybe Eric could. Who knows if our angel wardings would work against these other angels?" sad Sam.
"True," I acknowledged.
"So see, we have some possible things to do before it's panic time." said Maggie.
"God, I freakin' hate angels," said Dean.
"We have another problem," said Sam. "We are running out of food and supplies."
"Well, you know, I should be able to shop on the other world and bring it through. Why wouldn't it come through?"
"Okay that's another good idea," said Sam.
"And," I added, "we have Garth coming in sometime tomorrow, and I'm sure we can find a way for him to help as well. So let's just stay calm for a few days."
"Yeah and what if they come tonight?" asked Dean.
"Well then, we'll fly by the seat of our pants like you guys have done for most of your lives."
"Excuse me a minute," said Dean, and he went out of the room. A few minutes later we heard several pounding noises.
"I wonder what wall he's killing," I mused.
"Dean," said Sam, when Dean returned to the room. "Let's take this one day at a time, okay? We have ideas to work with, and you and I can work on that storage room. That can help keep both of our minds occupied."
Dean took several deep breaths and visibly calmed himself. "Fine," he said. "But I want you two to promise me that at the first sign, even a tiny hint there might be trouble, you promise you will make a bee line for that portal."
"And what about you?" said Maggie.
"You let us worry about us," he said. "If we don't have to worry about you, we will have a much better chance ourselves."
Sam's phone rang then. It was Simon telling us they were in a layover in New York and that they were fine. Then he related what he could about what happened this morning. Everyone was on the same page about what probably happened. But at least they were all right, and were on the way home.
"So there's another thing to worry about. How much information did these psycho angels get from them?" Dean asked.
"Dean, please stay calm okay?"
Dean went over to the bar and poured out four shots. There's no doubt we all needed it by that time.
Maggie's POV
By the time we got to our room, Dean was on his fourth drink. When he closed the door he just stopped and leaned on it, sipping his drink. I went over to him and went to touch him and he said, "Don't. Please don't"
I knew this mood as well. I said "Dean, instead of trying to drown out your feelings in booze, you might try just talking them out. You'll get better results."
He seemed to think about that for a moment, but then simply said, "No." And took another sip of his drink.
I sat on the bed quietly, trying to figure out how to get through to him. Finally he said, "I should never have let this happen. I should have put you right out of my car that very first day." I saw his eyes begin to water, and finally a tear fell on his cheek. He wiped it away. "I knew this was a mistake, I knew it. And one way or another you're going to pay for it. Even if you manage to survive with your life, I probably won't, because no matter what, I'm not giving that bastard god what he wants. He can probably get me, and he can put me in that prison, but he can't make me do what he wants."
I knew enough to be quiet, so I just waited for the rest.
"Worst case, they take you and Katie to make us do what they want. And that's gonna tear me to pieces, because I can't stand the thought of what they might do to you, and I can't do what they want either, I just can't. And that's why you have to leave, Maggie, you have to. I don't care about the mark, I'll deal with it. But you have to go home, where I don't think he can find you. Please Maggie, I'm begging you."
He was crying in earnest now, the tears just streaming down his face.
I got up and slowly started gathering my things that had made their way into his room. Tears were gathering in my eyes too. When I was ready to leave, I walked to the door, which he was still blocking. I looked up at him and he said, "I'm sorry. I love you, but that's why I have to let you go. It's because I love you too much."
"I understand," I said, and I did. But I didn't have to like it.
Dean leaned down and gave a loving kiss, and then looked into my eyes for a moment. Then he took my things from my arms and said, "Tomorrow, you can leave tomorrow."
He put my things down on a chair and turned to me. He took me in his arms then and said, "One more night with you. I'll give us that. But then you have to leave, okay?"
I nodded. He started kissing me as we slowly made our way to the bed. Despite his emotional state, his lovemaking this time was slow and gentle. We were both crying through the whole thing, as the pain of it all was mixing with the love.
We held each other through the night, neither of us getting much sleep.
Katie's POV
When we got to our room I was heading for the bathroom when Sam stopped me and held me close. "Katie, he said. "I'm going to ask you to do something very hard, but I need you to be brave, to do it for me. Tomorrow I need you to get Maggie, and go home for a while. Will you do that for me?"
I started crying. "Maggie won't want to go," I said, wiping my eyes uselessly because the tears wouldn't stop coming.
"You'll have to convince her," he said. "Dean and I need to know you are all right, so we can do what we need to do without worrying about you."
I nodded, "I understand, I do. But we could come here in little bits of time, a few times a day but not stay long. Couldn't we try that?"
He nodded into my hair. "We can try that. For Now. But I particularly want you to leave at night. That's the most likely time for them to try something."
"That makes sense," I said. "Just don't make us leave forever," I pleaded.
"I don't think either one of us could handle that," he said.
"But Sam, what about Dean and that Mark of Cain?"
"I don't know, I'll just have to keep an eye on him"
"I wish we had a way to communicate through the portal," I said.
"So do I," he said, "But we could leave notes on the seat."
"Wow, that's a great idea! See why I love you?"
"And here I thought it was my pretty face and my overwhelming charm," he said playfully.
"Oh yeah, those too," I said.
He leaned down to kiss me, and then picked me up and carried me to the bed. It was quite a while before either of us got any sleep.