They manage to fight the monsters off for a little while, though they still get beat as monsters continue to charge at them.
Cas grabs Jack's body and starts running, the others quickly following him. They fight off monsters they run past as they follow Cas to a mausoleum.
They get inside, the brothers making sure the doors are shut and locked as the others walk down the steps. Cas lays Jack's body down, Libby avoiding looking in that direction, her eyes going to the doors as monsters bang against it.
Sam and Dean join the others, Dean inspecting the area. Sam's eyes fall on Jack's corpse, holding his emotions back. He looks at Libby who is picking at her nail polish, her back turned to Jack's body.
"Baby..." Sam sadly whispers. Libby winces at the sadness in his voice and walks away, biting her nails. She sits down with her back against the wall, keeping her gaze down.
"He didn't deserve this." Dean says.
"Cas, is he here? C-C-Can you... can you...?" Sam asks.
"I don't think so." Cas says.
"So, what? Chuck throws friggin' zombies at us now?!" Dean asks.
"I don't know if they're zombies, Dean. I think... I think whenever the souls came up from Hell that they... they just..." Sam says.
"They what? Just jumped into the nearest body?" Dean asks.
"I guess, yes." Sam says.
"Is that thing gonna hold?" Dean asks as the door shakes.
"The doors are banded iron, so... I hope." Sam says.
"Chuck... he said, "Welcome to the end." What... what does that mean? Cas? Come on, man! Ideas! Can you smite our way out of here?" Dean asks.
"No. You saw them, I would be overwhelmed, Dean. I... I don't know. They... they're ghosts, technically. Maybe... maybe we can burn their bones?" Cas asks.
"Burn their bones? Cas, their bodies could be anywhere." Sam says.
"Oph, can you explode them?" Dean asks.
"I... I need enough focus to explode one to three people or monsters. That many? I... I don't--" She shrugs.
"Yeah, but you're better at it." Dean says.
"Yeah, when I do it enough. I can't explode more than two people at a time, though. It-- it's too much." Ophelia says.
"Great. So we go outside, we get ripped apart. We stay in here, w-what, starve to death?" Dean asks.
"Well, I wouldn't starve." Cas comments.
"Well, good for you. Good. Son of a bitch. Chuck. Man, I knew it. I knew he would do something like this. He's always so squirrelly, you know, with the... with the-the robe and the beard and... the smile that's, like, half nice, half "I'm gonna rip your throat out." "Oh, let me play you a song." Ugh!"
Dean notices Sam kneeling on the ground, his ear pressed to the wall.
"What do you got? Sam." Dean calls.
"You guys, I think I hear water. There must be a-a drainage pipe or something." Sam says.
"Maybe a sewer line." Dean suggests.
"Yeah. Come on. Come on." Sam says.
Sam and Dean use the iron bars to pry the stone off the wall to reveal bricks. They hit at the bricks, breaking them away.
"Cas, Oph, a little help here." Dean calls.
"Seems like a two person job." Ophelia comments.
A zombie crawls through the hole.
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Fanfic[ supernatural -- seasons 12-15 ] Ophelia and Libby Winchester Series: Comfort Crowd Running Up That Hill Stronger Than Ever I DO NOT own Supernatural, any of the show's characters or storylines. I ONLY own my OCs and their storylines.