Generations's (Spin Off/ Book FOUR)

Kali Phone Home

Kali:

Cas, Castiel, please, please, no... Bobby was lying unconscious on the ground now, and Dean was next to him as I stared at my brother, now taken over by the Eternals. Well, the Leviathan as they called themselves. "How many of you ass-clowns are in there?" I asked him carefully, seeing the vessel drip black fluid. "A hundred? More? Your vessel is gonna explode, isn't it? Wouldn't do anything too strenuous. In fact, I'd call it a day, head on home, huh?"

"We'll be back. For you." 

"Well, this is a new one." Bobby groaned, sitting up, before we had to run to find the Little Winchester, who was currently freaking out about something that we couldn't see.

So Dean held his brother as I tried to not keep crying over my own. "Sam! You hearing me? "Whoa. Look at me. Hey. All right, we got to button this up. Come on, let's get out of here. Come on."

The infested form of Cas was walking towards the reservoir outside the lab, and we followed, and I stared at him walking into the water, remembering how this went in my vision, and knew he was about to die. And I tried to run and stop him, but Dean grabbed me tight, stopping me from running after. "CASTIEL! No! No, please, CASSY!"

Then a whirlpool appeared, and a black liquid radiated out from it before disappearing. "Aw, hell."

"Damn it." Dean groaned, holding me as I turned and hid my face in his chest, shaking in silent sobs. "Hey, hey, it's OK..."

Bobby shook his head. "You said it. Those... whatever you call 'ems..."

"Leviathan. Or Khalilah called them the Eternal's, but Leviathan sounds better." Sam told him.

"Right. If they're in the pipes, they got themselves a highway to anywhere."

My Dean sighed, letting go of me to rub his eyes. "Awesome."

And I froze, seeing something float towards the edge of the reservoir towards us. Castiel's Trench coat. No, no, no... Please... "He's gone..."

"Yeah. Rest in peace." Bobby replied stiffly as tears just started to stream down my cheeks. "If that's in the cards."

"Dumb son of a bitch." Deany sighed as I just folded it sadly, and hugged it to my chest tight. "Khalilah? Baby?"

Oh, my brother. Our Father who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name, and wise be his word. I let your spirit go to rest, know you did your best and your memory lives on with us. I miss you already... Amen. "Well, he was friends with us, wasn't he?" I mutter in response to his comment. "Can't get much dumber than that, because it's my fucking family curse. We lose everyone and everything. Come on, those things will be coming up for air soon."

We went back to Bobby's, and Sammy fell asleep on the way back, lying in the back of the car. And I went to wake him up. "Sammy. Sammy, hey –" He jerked awake. ""Whoa. That's twelve hours straight, I'm calling that rested."

"Here." Dean handed him a bottle of water and a power bar. "Hydrate, and uh, protein-ate."

"Breakfast in bed."

"Don't get used to it. Let me see that hand." I smiled, taking it from him and carefully removed the bandages, looking at the stitches. "Eh, you'll live. Here." And now I poured my vodka over it, the only alcohol I ever did drink now, because it was tasteless and my parents couldn't condition me to not like it. "All right, take it easy."

"So, ooze invasion. Any leads?"

Bobby shook his head. "I got all my feelers out. Whatever they're up to, it ain't – ain't about going Mothra down Main Street. They'll turn up. You seem pretty eager to stretch your legs, you know."