Things weren't good by the time Sam and the girls arrived. Dean laid unconscious, sprawled across the floor, and Castiel was pinned to the wall, Alastair starting to exorcise him. Sam reached out with the newfound power within him and he felt the force slam him against the brick wall. He was pinned.
"Cas..." Karoline dropped next to the Angel as he sunk to the ground, wiping the blood from his face while Alayna checked to make sure Dean was still alive.
"Stupid pet tricks..." Alastair groaned at him, rolling his eyes.
"Who's murdering the angels? How are they doing it?" Sam demanded.
"You think I'm gonna tell you?" Alastair asked.
Sam smirked. "Yeah, I do," Sam answered. With that power pumping through his veins he reached a little harder, crushing the demon within its body. Alastair's eyes rolled to white and he started to choke.
"How are the demons killing angels?" Sam asked again.
Alastair grunted and spat out a breath. "I don't know!"
"Right," Sam snorted.
"It's not us..." Alastair groaned out, bones sounding like they were crunching as Sam squeezed psychically just a little harder on him. "We're not... doing... it..."
Sam glanced at Castiel and Karoline who both looked as surprised, he didn't have the heart to look at Alayna, not wanting to see how she was looking at him. "I don't believe you," He replied.
"Lilith...is not... behind this!" Alastair insisted. "She wouldn't kill... seven angels..." He spat again, groaning as Sam pushed further. "Oh, she'd kill a hundred," he said with a laugh. "A thousand." Sam stopped. He was right. Alastair leaned against the wall panting like a rabid dog. "Oh, go ahead," he groaned. "Send me back, if you can."
Sam was going to go one better. "I'm stronger than that now," He said with a raised eyebrow. "Now I can kill."
The realisation of what he had said seemed to sink in as he once again reached out his hand, this time he wouldn't stop, this would be the last time this demon laid a finger on either Dean or the girls. Gold light started to flare inside of the demon and he screamed, a horrid, high pitched squeal that echoed through the room because his body collapsed to the floor, drained and dead. Sam stepped back, his breath coming in short bursts, he'd done it, he'd killed a demon. Karoline was watching him with a look of horror on her face, and then Dean coughed.
"Dean!" They both rushed to his side.
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It wasn't looking so good for Dean. He was lying in a bed, heavily bandaged and breathing through a tube, an IV drip attached to his arm. Alayna was sitting next to Karoline while Sam paced the end of the room. Suddenly Karoline felt a presence beside her and turned to see Castiel standing next to her. She looked up just in time to see him leave out into the hallway, she tossed a glance at the other two saying she got it before she followed the Angel out into the hallway.
"Karoline..." he said in his monotone voice.
"Where have you been?" She asked, her arms crossed. "Get in there, heal him. Miracle, Cassy."
"I can't," Cas said sadly, looking at her.
"What do you mean, you can't? You and Uriel, you put Dean in that room!" She frowned at him, showing her clear displeasure. It was one thing to pull them in when they needed them, put them at risk, that was hardly fair.
"Karoline..."
"What the Hell, Cas? You can't even keep a simple devil's trap together?" She muttered, crossing her arms in front of her.
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Breathe ~ Supernatural Fanfiction
Fanfiction[Book 4 of 14] {Completed} "Dean is alive." They were only three words. Three simple words, but the effect they had on her was anything, but simple. Her voice caught in her throat at just the sound of his name. She inhaled sharply, almost forgettin...
