If Only We Were Us

12. Cassie and Bible Camp

It had been a while since I had gotten the answer from Chuck. I was only half asleep, but when my father started shaking my shoulders I batted him away. I was finally getting sleep.
     "C'mon Acer. It's Cas." My eyes opened. Those two words got me up and ready before the two expected. I could feel that something was up. I didn't like it.
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So we arrive at the building where Cas had told my father we'd meet. On the way here I had a few surges like I've been having. Slight moment of pain, before it goes away. As I stepped through the doors I felt the vacancy of the place.
     "No one's here." My voice came out low. My father and uncle gave me a look as they walked into the war-torn room. I stayed under the threshold, keeping my arms tightly against my body. I could feel all the energy that had past through this room. How it all suddenly went away. My vision went through busts of clear to blurry. It caused me to step back.
     "Acer you coming?" My father looked back at me after they looked around a bit. I shook my head. I could see just fine from where I stood. Especially when my uncle pointed out a body.
    "It's Cas." Dean took off in a run as my uncle helped him get everything off of Castiel.
Yet the moment the man opened his eyes. I knew it wasn't real.
     "That isn't Cas." I told.  His eyes went right to me. "Jim." I spoke.
     "Ace." Jimmy Novak said the name smoothly. I didn't like hearing it spoken like it was, coming from someone who I knew wasn't Cas, but only looked like him.
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And so we got him something to eat before taking him to the motel. It was that night I happened to be restless. I took the couch. Something was changing in Sam, I could practically taste it from the air around him. He had slipped outside a few moments ago. Something about Jimmy bothered me as well. To add to the list. There had been something Cas was trying to tell dad. This was one of those times I could feel the weight of all that he kept from me. He always knew more than he let on. Movement caught my eye. When the door opened. Slowly I got up as it closed. Quickly grabbing my phone I followed Jimmy. I didn't reveal myself until we got onto the bus. I sat down right next to him. A grey hooded jacket underneath my denim one. I could feel Jimmy's eyes on me as I lowered the hood. He seemed to curse himself.
     "Why?"
     "Because you're going to get yourself killed. Or your family at that. Think about it Jimmy. Is either of those options going to turn out any better than the other?"
     "I need to see them."
     "I get that. But you're just going to be putting them in danger."
     "You don't know anything Eden." Jimmy retorted. He seemed to only slightly regret his words.
     "Oh do I? Has it ever occurred to you that I might want to see my mother ever again?" I snapped back. "You're mister secrets over there. And you damn well know enough about me you son of a bitch." With that I put my hood back up and turned away from Jimmy. I had had enough of people treating me like I didn't know anything. I've had enough with people treating me different period. It was them who didn't know anything. Because they didn't know a damn thing about me. Including my own father. My fingers wrapped around the feather necklace. I was tired of people in general. Closing my eyes I hoped for sleep. When it didn't come I just stayed that way since I was still angry with Jimmy.
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My eyes opened as the bus came to a stop. I got off and waited for Jimmy. He at least had the decency to find me and not ditch me. I looked away from him with arms crossed.
     "Eden I'm-"
     "Save it." I growled. "Let's get going."
     "You won't call them.. Will you?"
     "Let's go Jimmy."
Giving up Jimmy sighed, before leading the way to his home. Swiftly I took my phone out and sent the address to my father while Jimmy rang the doorbell. That was when a sudden pain slammed into my skull. I was almost knocked over. I held a hand to my head as the door opened and Jimmy looked back to me.
     "You alright?"
     "Jimmy?" Jim turned around to be face to face with his wife while I regained myself.
There might have been a short conversation before I was remembered.
     "Eden." Jimmy called, I snapped out of it and followed them inside.
     "Who's this?"
     "Amelia this is Eden. Eden. My wife Amelia." The woman looked sceptical at that word. "I uh.. Found her on my way here. I'm trying to help her find her parents." He looked into Amelia's eyes. So much devotion and love lay within his eyes. She just looked fed up. I would have taken a greater disliking to her if I wasn't mostly focused on the air around me. There was so much wrong with it. I could feel the disturbance weaved in the air, so thick it was virtually hanging in my face. I tensed. "She's Clare's age."
     "Is there somewhere I can lay down? I have a little bit of a headache." I forced the small shy smile.
     "Of course honey."
I was shown to the family room to lay on the couch. Thankfully I could wrap my mind around a few things. But having not had much sleep, I eventually drifted off.

My head hurt as I woke up. Something was wrong. Very wrong. It was like the feeling I had earlier, but much stronger. My eyes opened to find Amelia being held by a demon. Swiftly I took out my knife that had been left in my jacket pocket. With one swift movement, I was on my feet, and the knife handle sticking out of the demon's head. In that moment dad and Sam were next to me.
     "'Bout time you got here." I muttered. I hunched over and flinched as my eyes changed color and pain erupted in my head. Dad took ahold of me as Sam took care of the last demon. My vision blurred. But out of what I could make out from my depleting vision, Sam used some kind of power.
     "Acer, hold on." Dad pulled me over his shoulder as we rushed to the Impala. I was handed to Sam when Dean rushed to the driver's side. I was set in the middle as my father and uncle got into the vehicle.
     "Is she alright?" Amelia asked concerned. No one answered.
     "Dean?"
     "I'm right here Acer. We're safe for now."
     "Okay." It felt like my brain had been deep fried.
Closing my eyes I tried to block out the pain. I felt a jacket being draped around me as I curled up in the front seat...

I could feel the sweat collecting on my forehead as I felt myself against someone.
     "How is she doing?" Dad asked. I could feel who I presumed to by my uncle shift.
     "Still sleeping."
     "Hold on Jimmy we're almost there." Dad told.
     I shifted, surprising my uncle. "What happened?" I asked groggily.
     "Nothing Acer. Go back to sleep." But in that moment I was wide awake. There was nothing to explain my condition. Dad glanced over at me and sighed.
     "You're guess is just as good as mine. But right now I'm able to help. So let me." I spoke. That was when Dad parked the car. Jimmy went down to the entrance of the warehouse. We stayed back, but the next thing we knew demons were right on us. There were two each for Sam and Dean. Only one for me, as they led us into the building. Jimmy's family were there too, only, his wife was possessed. I struggled against the man who held me when the gunshot went off. At that same moment I crashed to my knees. Everything flashed white for a second before my eyes turned blue. I groaned as the pain waved through. Though the pain scale was only rising, I used that moment to kick my holder and break free. The knife he had failed to confiscate ended up in my hand before his head. Right before the next wave of pain, I tossed it to Dean. When said wave crashed in, I was curled up on the concrete floor, holding my head. The demon possessing Amelia had gone. Now Castiel was in their daughter Clare. I watched from the floor as Jimmy begged Cas to use him as a vessel once more. Even though I could hardly see, but the shine in Jimmy's eyes, the break in his voice. He wanted to protect his daughter, he didn't want her to suffer through what he had. Even after wanting out so badly, Jimmy was willing to go back for his daughter's sake. And so Castiel complied. He possessed Jimmy once more. A groan escaped my lips in that moment. Dad rushed to my side. Castiel only gave me a glance. That was nothing like him. Not at all. He said that he didn't serve humanity. Especially not us. I watched Castiel's blurry feet walk away, as everything went black.

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