Wayward Hearts: Book 2

Part 38

Dean and Sam were at the Grill waiting for Emma to come through the door. When she arrived she had large sunglasses on and her hair was in a messy ponytail that was barely holding it up.

"G'mornin' sunshine," Dean said loudly, making Emma wince.

"I'm gonna kill Caroline," Emma said in a raspy voice, "I thought I was supposed to heal quickly, so shouldn't I be immune to hangovers?"

"Guess not," Dean pushed the rest of his burger and fries towards Emma, "here."

Emma picked at the fries, "So what's the deal with Metatron? How do we get rid of him?"

"We need to find him first," Sam told her.

"One villain at a time then I guess. At least Silas is going to be easy," Emma reasoned.

"The full moon is tomorrow and your witch is MIA. Please tell me you have a back up plan," Dean looked at Emma, hopeful.

Emma shook her head slowly.

"It's a good thing I brought one then," Dean sat back.

"The Colt won't kill him," Emma shrugged, "but if it has been that easy this whole time I am gonna be really pissed."

Dean shook his head, "Better, the First Blade."

"You brought that with us," Sam said angrily, "we agreed it was supposed to stay in the bunker."

"What is the First Blade?" Emma looked at Sam for clarification.

"Cain's blade," Sam told her.

"But...Cain killed Abel with a rock, right?" Emma looked at him confused.

Sam shook his head.

Emma pushed her food away, she was too invested to eat, "And why in the hell do you have it?"

"Crowley says it can kill anything, including Metatron. We just need to get the Angel Tablet away from him," Dean explained.

"Oh, okay, so it's just that simple? Easy peasy lemon squeezey?" Emma was starting to loose her normally calm demeanor, "Are you out of your mind? Sam please tell me you're still sane."

"He has the Mark of Cain," Sam sighed.

Dean rolled up his sleeve to show Emma the mystical symbol that resembled a scythe that was know burned into his forearm.

"Damn it Dean," Emma looked at him with slight disappointment, "you of all people know better than-"

Before Emma could finish her sentence her phone rang, it was Damon. He told her to meet him at the hospital with both Winchesters.

When they arrived Damon and Stefan were talking with Sheriff Forbes. Damon quickly kissed Emma's temple as she stepped up next to him.

"All right Liz, why are we here?" Damon asked the sheriff.

"Well, the hospital has kept the blood banks empty ever since they were raided last month. We thought at the very least it would help keep the vampire population away," Liz told them.

"And it didn't?" Stefan asked her surprised.

"See for yourselves," Liz led the way into a hospital room.

A dead patient was on the bed with his wrist bloody and his body almost completely pale from being drained of blood.

"Whoa," Damon said as he studied the handiwork.