Blood Ties: The Winchester Legacy

Chapter Eighteen - Too Many Mooks

It's been a month and a half since my fight with Dean and some things have changed, some things haven't.

Dean's been avoiding me a little less but hasn't said a whole lot to me. However, this time, it's more like he just doesn't know what to say.

And he also seems to be a lot less angry at me.

The day after our fight, he knocked on my door and I let him in. I was sitting at my desk reading the book Crowley gave me and he sat on my bed for a moment before speaking.

    "I wanted to say that I'm sorry."

He didn't look at me, but I looked at him, studying his body language.

    "For what?" I asked, playing dumb.

I wanted to know what he thought he was apologizing for.

    "... for how I've been acting towards you. For the things I said yesterday... and for what you heard."

I was silent for a moment.

    "What, like how you agree with Eve that I'm nothing more than everything you hate about yourself?"

My voice came out ice cold and he looked up at my emotionless expression.

    "Harley-"

    "Get out." I scoffed.

I had nothing else to say.

He nodded before standing up and walking to my door.

    "Sam will let you know when dinner's done." He said quietly before walking out.

I'm glad he walked out quickly after that so he wouldn't see the single tear that managed to fall down my face.

And that's the last conversation we've had.

Sam is still trying to get me to open up and trust him and I've been very reluctant too, especially after that night in the kitchen which told me that anything I say to Sam could very well just be repeated to Dean. And if Dean wants to talk to me, he can do that himself.

I've still been visiting Abbi every other Sunday, although sometimes I'm able to make it two Sundays in a row.

Bobby is back and we solved the Lovecraft case thanks to an old friend of his named Ellie.

We still can't find Crowley, and the last time we saw Castiel was a week ago when Bobby got a call from Ellie who apparently, is a creature from Purgatory, but she had never hurt anybody. And when H.P. Lovecraft had that dinner party on March 10th, 1937, they performed a ritual and opened a door to Purgatory and she came out. So now, Crowley and Castiel want to find her so they can find out how it was done.

But by the time we had got to where she had said for us to meet her so she could explain everything to us, Crowley and Castiel had already gotten to her and she was laying on the ground in an alley, bleeding out. She told Bobby that they tortured her and she spilled the information and now all they need to open the door is blood from a virgin, and blood from a Purgatory native which they had already taken from her.

She died before she could tell us where they're held up.

Immediately after that, Castiel showed up.

    "I'm sorry this had to happen. Crowley got carried away." He said, right before Bobby tried to lunge at him and Dean held him back.

    "Yeah, I bet it was all Crowley, you son of a bitch!"

    "Look, man, I was on your side for a minute but this..." I shook my head and gestured to Ellie. "This is too far."