Broken Wings

Chapter 8

Dean's POV

As the first shot is fired, something appears in front of us. Then, it's like the winds from all the corners of earth crash into the guards. All of them fly backwards to the other side of the hallway. When I finally realize what has happened, I see a person standing in front of us.

The person doesn't even have to turn around. I know exactly who this is.

"Cas," I address him. He turns around. He has his normal expression. It's not exactly blank, but you can't really read much emotion.

"Dean," he says. He doesn't react to the surprise on our faces at all.

"Cas," Sam says. "Not that I'm not extremely glad to see you, but what are you doing here?"

"I heard the calls," Cas says.

"Umm... we never called you," I state confused.

"No. Calls," Cas says like we're supposed to understand. "Telepathic cries."

I look at him like he's crazy for a few seconds... then it hits me. I look down at the small girl in my arms. She looks up at me and smiles.

"Thanks," I laugh.

"You're welcome," she says smiling.

Her eyes shift from me to Cas. He looks at her, and she looks at him. However, this doesn't last long, because the guards are getting to their feet.

Sam grabs his guns and points it at the guards. One raises his gun, but before he can even think about shooting, another guard blows him away. The little girl jumps at the gunshot.

Ok... now I'm confused.

"Don't touch her," I hear the guard say. "Not anymore."

He stands up. This guy is huge. He slowly makes his way towards us. Sam points his gun at him. The guard raises his hands and puts down his weapon. He also removes his mask.

"Coleman," I barely hear the kid say.

"Hey, smallfry," he says softly. "They're not gonna hurt you no more."

I'm still confused.

"Who are you?" Sam asks him.

"I'm Bradley Coleman," he tell us. "I've been here for years. I've seen what they've done here. I don't want any of that to happen no more. Now, you take her, and you get as far away from here as possible."

As he says these words, I see tears fill his eyes. He can't even seem to stand to be in this building.

Soon, we hear the dog-like creature get up. He stares at us for a moment before he charges. He heads straight for us until Mr. Coleman steps in front of us and begins to shoot. Several shots hit the thing, but it keeps running.

I hear a click and know he's out of ammo. He throws down the gun and pulls out a knife. He runs at the dog, and they crash and roll onto the floor. He stabs it several times around the neck. I hear it whimper.

"GO!" he yells at us. He looks at the kid. "I'm sorry."

All of a sudden, the dog bites down on his left shoulder. He screams out in pain, but continues to fight. We run down the hallway. We can still hear the fight from behind us. As we run out the door... we hear a final shout... and Coleman loses.

I can hear the girl crying now. She sobs into my chest. We run to Baby and get out of there. I rarely let Sam drive, but I wasn't putting this kid down. We bust through the gate and put the pedal to the metal to get back to the bunker.

We drive for hours in the car across a couple of states. We didn't even bother to go back to the motel. The little girl sleeps the whole way with her head in my lap.