Angelic Love- A Castiel Love Story

Chapter Nine

Robin screamed. Her mother rushed at her and covered her mouth forcefully and held her arms. She tried to squirm away, but the hold her mother had on her was too strong. "I thought I told you to shut up," said a deep and raspy voice.

Robin bit down on the hand, drawing blood. "Ha! You think you can hurt me? You're just hurting your mother!" it said.

Struggling, she was able to get out of her grip. She ran into the kitchen, but whatever her mother was followed right behind her. Turning around a corner, Robin slipped and knocked down a salt shaker. It sprinkled all over the floor and her mother. It shrieked. She didn't pay much attention to this, though, because a moment after this happened, the thing was back to chasing her. 

"Your mother enjoys this, you know. She always has wanted you dead. You're just a burden in her life. Without you, she would be free to do whatever she wanted to, but you hold her back. She's happy right now that I'm doing this," it says to Robin.

"You think I didn't know that, because I did! I've always known she hates me with every fiber in her body. I wish you would kill me, because then I wouldn't have to do it myself. So why can't you just do it already!" Robin stopped running and turned around to her mother's body with her arms spread.

Then they both heard knocking on the door. Her mother glared at Robin, then called, "I'll be there in a minute!" in her mother's normal voice.

It took Robin arms and started forcing her to her room, grabbing a dish towel and a computer cord on the way. Throwing her into a chair, it tied her arms together with the cord and stuffed the towel into her mouth and knotted it in the back. 

Walking away, it shut and locked the door. Robin sat there trying to figure out how to get away. She didn't have anything sharp, so she couldn't cut the cord. Then, she heard the front door open. "Hello, gentlemen. What can I do for you?" said her mother.

"Hello, ma'am. FBI." They held up their badges. "There's been several murders in the area lately, so we need to check everyone in these neighborhoods. Would you mind if we came in?"

"Oh! Not at all!" Robin heard the front door open wider and several sets of feet walk in. 

She started trying to make a sound that could be heard. She couldn't scream or form any words, and all the sounds she could make were imperceptible. She knew that they couldn't hear her.

"So what do you need to check, Mr..?"

"Sam Stark and Dean Banner. Just to see if we can find any possible signs of blood, murder weapons, and struggle. We'd also like to interview you about the victims," said the one who she assumed was Stark.

"Alright. Would you like to interview me first, or search the house?" replied her mother.

"We're going to start with asking you a few questions. Did you know any of the victims?" said the other voice, most likely Banner.

"No, I hadn't."

"Alright. Did you notice anything odd in the area? Any suspicious or harsh characters?"

"None of those, either. Everyone I've seen lately have been quite nice."

"What about any smells... like.. Sulfur?" asked Stark.

"What does that have to do with anything?" said her mother's voice.

"They found sulfur at all of the crime scenes," Stark replied.

"Well I haven't."

"Okay, and if you don't mind, we'd like to search the house."

"Of course."

She hears the footsteps walk towards her. She tries to make more noise. "Oh wait! Don't go in there please!"

A moment of silence. "Why not?"

"Um.. I would just rather that you didn't."

More silence. "Could we sit down and have a glass of water?" Banner says.

"Yes, yes, of course," her mother says.

The footsteps walk away, and Robin tries to scream. They don't hear her. The faucet turns on and a cupboard closes. 

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They enter the kitchen. Sam looks at Dean and raises his eyebrows while the woman pours them each a glass of water. She sets down one in front of Sam "Stark", one in front of Dean "Banner", and one for herself. "Excuse me Mr. Stark and Mr. Banner. I'm going to go powder my nose." She walks out of the room.

Sam quickly dumps out the woman's glass and takes out a flask filled with holy water. He pours the holy water into the glass instead.

The woman quickly walks back. "Where is your daughter, Mrs. Matthews?" Dean asks.

"Oh," She slightly looks worried. "She's out with friends. She won't be back until later. How do you know about her?"

"We had to know the household members. Just a standard for visiting a house," replies Sam.

The woman picks up the glass. Slowly, she takes a sip, and the moment it touches her lips, it sizzles. "Agh!" she screams. "You assholes!" Her eyes turn black.