Chapter Seventeen- Grabbing the Blades

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Sam strode into the hall, triumphant, Sherlock, John and the Doctor trailing behind him.

"We've found some runes!" he cried, slamming the open book on the table. "These runes can 'temporarily mute an Angel's grace, and-" he looked up, stopping abruptly and frowning. "Dean? Are you drunk?" Dean grinned blearily.

"No!" he answered, and Meg giggled. Sam groaned.

"Guys! Seriously?" he scolded. Chuck smiled.

"It's all good," he waved his hand, Meg and Dean instantly sobering up. Amara laughed.

"We win!" she crowed, Chuck doing a victory dance. Sam snapped his fingers.

"Focus!" he pointed to the book. "These runes can 'temporarily mute an Angel's grace and render them mortal'. If we carve them onto bullets made from angel blades, we can kill them and make sure they can't heal themselves." Dean grinned and clapped Sam on the back.

"Great work, Sammy!" he scanned the book. The Doctor jumped as a shrill ring cut through the air. Dean pulled out his phone, answering the call.

"Cas? What's up? Where? Okay. Don't worry, we can grab the others. Yeah, it's no sweat. Sure. Okay. See ya," Dean hung up, grabbing his coat. "Cas is heading back with the angel blades he's managed to grab. We're gonna go swipe some more from a stash Cas has found. Hey, robot!" he turned to Sherlock, who was talking quietly in the corner with John. Sherlock raised an eyebrow.

"Yes?" he asked mildly. Dean smirked.

"You can stay here and wait for Cas. Help him melt down the blades he's bringing with him," he ordered. Sam bit his lip, looking worried.

"Maybe someone else should stay as well? You know, for backup..." he suggested. Dean frowned.

"I'm sure they'll be fine, Sammy. They're big boys. Let's go," he grabbed his duffel bag and the others followed him out. Sam cast a look back at Sherlock before leaving, a little reluctantly.

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, watching Sam's back. He sank into a chair, grabbing the silvery blade Dean had left on the table. Somehow, he knew that danger was coming, and that he had to be prepared.

A/N: hey guys!!! Chapter Seventeen. It's a sort of cliffhanger. Sort of... Sorry for the short chapter. Except, not really. Whatcha think? I would love love love to hear from you!!! Please vote, comment etc. Love you guys xxx

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