Broken Wings

Chapter 5

2187's POV

I've been in a lab room for four hours. I've been jabbed, stabbed and poked. Everything on me hurts. I swear my whole life has been a bunch of pain... and for what? They just want to see how far they can push it.

I try to figure out what functions.

Ok, let's see what we can do.

I move my arm.

Arms move.

I move my leg.

Legs move. We're off to a good start... this is better than last time.

I try to sit up.

Ok, while that hurts majorly... I can actually sit up.

Finally, I move my wing. The feathers are covered in blood and are now pretty badly mangled... but they work.

I finally am able to push myself off of the table. My legs almost give out under the weight of my body. My wings droop. I'm lucky this room is bigger than the rest, because while my wings aren't huge, they aren't exactly small either.

I'm bleeding in several different places. I slowly make my way over to a row of cabinets. Most of them are locked. If I was at full strength, I might be able to break the locks, but everything here dampens my gifts... if that's what you want to call them. Plus, I'm pretty heavily sedated, so that helps absolutely nothing. One of the cabinets is not locked. It holds some basic medical supplies for treating wounds: bandages, a type of cream for wounds and washcloths. I pick them up and begin to treat my many wounds... cause it's not like they're going to.

Sam's POV

Dean and I have credentials and the correct clothing to get into the facility. We plan to enter as part of the Animal Care Division. I didn't even know that existed until today, but apparently being a part of that should get us in.
We drive over to the facility. We are stopped at a huge gate that resembles a gate surrounding a military facility. The man at the gate asks for our name and why on earth we're here. He checks our credentials. He gives us a strange look, and I swear that we're going to be arrested, but he opens the gate and allows us to enter.

When we reach the entrance, we are greeted by an older gentleman who appears to be a doctor of some type.

"Good morning, gentlemen," he says. "For what do we owe the pleasure?"

"We've come to inspect your facility," I tell him. "Nothing major. Just a routine check."

"Of course," he responds. "Right this way."

He guides us into the facility and gives us the normal rundown of the place. There are animals living in here. They don't appear to be in pain. They aren't cooped up. There's nothing strange here.

The doctor explains that they are trying to find different ways to treat diseases and illnesses in animals and even how to make them stronger. He shows us testing rooms, the laboratory, where the animals are kept and pretty much every other place in the facility.

This can't be it. Something else is going on here. I need to find out.

I ask the doctor where the restroom is, and he points me in that direction. I go that way, but take another turn to find a room full of technology. I see a large screen with exactly what we need...

Dean's POV

Sam comes back front the bathroom with a small smirk on his face.

"What happened?" I ask him quietly.

"Don't worry," he replies.

Dr. Whatever-his-name-is leads us around for about 30 minutes.

This dude is too nice. There's nice and then there's... this. Something's up.

We finally leave the facility and go back to the motel. Sam is still acting weird. It's like he's excited about something.

"What exactly happened back there?" I ask.

"I found out what we were missing?" Sam says.

"Huh?"

"Blueprints."

"To what?"

"The facility... what else?"

"What'd you find, Sammy?" I ask him.

"Well the facility has one part the oh so gracious doctor didn't show us...," he says. "a basement."

I smile. This is what we're looking for. We're going back there... tonight.