Full Circle (Book 8 in Arrow/Spn Crossover)

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"Why?" Teresa asked.

"Incoming, that's why." I answered, which got a lot of blank looks.

Gerald appeared next to me, "How do you know?" His arm had been bandaged, probably by Rick.

"Explain later, no time. Four more cars coming and we're out of shells." I looked at Coyote and Sam, Sam nodded so did Coyote.

"They probably already know," Sam pointed out, "Put them in play."

"All right. I'll call the ones in the woods you take the others. If nothing else we need Gerald to be functional."

Susan and a few others frowned, "What the hell?"

Coyote stepped up, "Susan, trust them. We've got less than five minutes before we're under attack. You want to make it through? Just do what they tell you to. Please."

None of them looked too happy with that but they shut up, I called Oliver.

"Yes?"

"Please tell me you have things that can stop cars and fast."

"Of course."

He kind of sounded offended that I'd asked, "Good. Do it. Then do whatever you can to stop whatever comes out of the cars, or at least slow them down. We'll have to hand to hand it with the vamps, out of shells. We can't risk Coyote looking to see what's what, we'll get Cas to do it. He can at least give us an idea of numbers."

"Do you want Roy and I to close in and help once we exhaust what we can do from here?"

"If things aren't going our way, yes."

"Understood," He hung up.

Sam got off his phone just as Dig's car came straight at us, "Friendly!" He shouted so people wouldn't start shooting. Dig skidded to a stop on the side of the road, he and Cas got out. I almost didn't recognize Cas, I was so used to the trench-coat. He was wearing a blue short sleeved t-shirt, black jeans, boots and a baseball cap. "Everyone," Sam continued, "This is Dig and Castiel. You'll have more questions, just save them. Castiel is an angel, Dig's a friend. Yes, angels are real. Process that later. Gerald show Castiel your arm."

Gerald just shook his head and pulled the bandages off. Cas placed his hand over the wounds and did his thing. It's damn hard to get hunters to look dumbfounded, but that did it.

"Holy mother of..." Gerald started, then stopped mid sentence. "Oh, uh, sorry."

Cas grinned, "Gerald, I have known Dean and Sam for years, it takes quite a bit to offend me and blasphemy is hardly a ranking sin anymore."

Everyone else just stared, time to get them focused again, "All right, stare at the angel later. Dig, catch," I tossed him the keys to Baby, "Grab whatever you need out of the trunk."

"Got it." He grabbed the keys and jogged past me.

"Dig's human, ex Army, solid and worked with us before," Sam said, "We've got two people in the woods, one of them's Roy, the other is someone who doesn't like people knowing too much about him but he's a friend." He looked at me, "He have what we need?"

"Things that go boom? Yeah."

Sam nodded and kept talking, "More than likely the cars that are about to show up will have the engines explode for no apparent reason, don't worry about it. Focus on killing whatever comes out of those cars after the engines go up in smoke. I know we're throwing a lot at you but the rules have changed. We clear?"

Sherm threw his arms up, "Sure, I guess. Kill monsters, ignore angels, magically exploding engines and nets that appear out of thin air. Anything else we're supposed to not notice?"