Freedom Without Wings

2.1: 3 Years, 2 Months, 2 Weeks, 8 Days, 16 Hours, 58 Minutes and 17 Seconds.

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2 Months Later

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Kyleigh's Point Of View

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I loop my arm with the Demon's, walking back to the garden we have stayed for the last weeks.  "The mother of monsters is dead, what now?  Will someone go insane and we have to help them?"  "Yes, Sam.  With all these prayers, I can help those who need it." I say, "I prayed because my family was Christian, and I believed there was someone up there.  I never specified who, I said 'If someone's out there,' wanting someone to answer.  I don't want them to be disappointed like I was before I met you."

"You're sweet, but you got the worst Demon as an Angel."

"By 'worst,' mean 'most amazing,' yes.  Yes I do." I say.  I became more calm?  The Grace stopped the depression and the anxiety, which is amazing.  But what if it comes back?  What if the Grace wears off?

I smiled at Sam and I heard a plea.  "Cass?  Please, We really need your help- Dean!  He'll help-"  "Sam, we're going on an adventure." I grabbed onto Sam.  I teleport to the location where I felt their essence in.  "Why, hello Sam, Dean." I saw the two Winchester's bring out their Angel Blades out.  "How do we know you're not working with Cass?"  "Bitch, please.  As if I'd work with another Angel!  I only work with Sam, and if needed, another Demon." I say, rolling my eyes.

Sam waves at the Winchesters awkwardly.  "Also, don't do a salt, iron, silver check, it's actually us and Sam's a Demon."  I said, clarifying this situation.  "We need to know how Howard opened up the gate to Purgatory.  We knew he had to perform- Where did she go?" I fly back as quick as possible.  "I heard Howard, and I know Lovecraft died due to the spell he had cast and the invitees died within a year. Correct?" I ask, I then moved on, not waiting for an answer. "So, a month ago, Sam and I took a vacation to Hell, I know surprising right?!"

"Please excuse her being hyper, you do not mention H.P Lovecraft and not get a explaination of life to death to afterdeath." Sam puts on her headphones.  "Anyways!"  I say, excited for no reason in general, I kind of know why Tabris was hyper.  She had powers, not the type that would be powerful on a battlefield, the type that rev up an army.  She was hyper to cheer people up, her spirit was what made her.. happy.

"Um.. So he was killed by a Visyak, L?  Someone among the lines of that."

"Is your information, at least most of it, valid?"

"I spoke to Lovecraft to Hell, what do you think?" I tilt my head.

"I see your point.  So, Bobby's gonna go get Eleanor in her cabin and I'll research." The longer haired Winchester says, "You two, don't stir any trouble.. Please."

"Okay?" I tilt my head once more.  "We're technically adults.  Sam's 18 and so am I."  "But still.  When I smoked weed once, although I think it was oregano."  "You smoked?" I asked, surprised.  'I thought he was one of the guys who hated breaking the rules and studied for fun.'  

"Again, I'm thinking it's oregano."

"Okay?" I say, not my whole heart into it.

I looked over to Sam who was walking to my truck?!  "You still have Hunts?!" I asked in surprise.  I haven't seen it for so long, the tires we're clean, so was the windshield and everything.  "Yeah, we thought it'd lead us to you.  But in all honesty, it didn't really help."  "You were looking in the wrong place." I say, holding my photobook.  "This has coordinates, lots of them.  If you tried to look for once, then you would've seen this."  I took my Angel Blade out and cut where I had implanted an old, old picture.  I showed the picture of a flower, the one that was in the forest.  It was a wildflower with purple and white.

"The photo says on the back, California, 2006.  The Muir Woods." I say, flipping the photo around.  I look at the giant Winchester.  I smiled, "C'mon, idiot.  Go research, Sam and I are going do something stupid."   I say, grabbing the demo be her hand and teleported.

"What do we do now, Sam?" I ask. "It's boring to not do anything, but-"

"How about we watch Netflix?"

"Nope. I get really distracted, I need to do something to get back my excitement and stuff!  Hunting: Boring, I used to love it but now I can kill stuff by touching it.  Reading: Can read a book in an hour or three.  Food: I only can taste the molecules."

Sam gave me a black iris.  "Sam?" I asked, grabbing the flower from her hands.  "Kyleigh, I've been dating you for 3 years, 2 months, 2 weeks, 8 days, 16 hours, 58 minutes and 17 seconds.  Do you want to go on a date with me, for the first time in two years?"

"You dork, yes! Yes!" I smiled looking at Sam.  I gave Sam a smile.  "I love you, you adorable little loaf!"  I kissed Sam on her lips, it felt soft and nice.  I wasn't one to kiss someone, I am an asexual, but a panromantic.  I pulled away to see the Demon, blushing and red.  I chuckled a bit and kissed her cheek.  "I love you too." Sam says, hugging me.  She squeezed me tight.  I wrapped my arms around her frame.

"Meet back in the garden where we left it."

"I know, I'll be waiting."

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2 Hours Later

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I came back to the Muir forest in California.  I was wearing a black skirt with a white button up and combat boots.  I wore a black beanie, fishnet gloves, and a grey trenchcoat as well.  I looked at Sam, as she wore a polo shirt and pants.  She wore tennis shoes and a jacket.

"Beautiful as always."  She compliments my outfit.

"So are you."