Book 2
It's been a year since The Judgment Day.
A lot has changed since then.
Sam's trapped in the cage with Lucifer and Michael and nothing's been the same since that day.
And of course, a lot has changed between Dean and Elena.
Are they gonna...
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Mrs Holmes opened the door and her eyes widened when she saw us.
Sam" Hello, Eleanor. "
Dean "Or would you rather us call you "Betsy"? "
I sighed " Look, Eleanor, innocent people are dying."
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We were inside sitting in chairs across from Eleanor.
Sam " And they're gonna continue to die until we stop it."
Dean " Did you know about the murders over the past year? "
Mrs Holmes "No. I didn't. I swear. I thought when – when Brick died, it would be over. "
Me " Help us. Betsy, this is not what you want Brick's legacy to be."
Mrs Holmes "His Mayan name was Inyo. He was a proud young athlete nearly 1,000 years ago. He lived for sport and never wanted his days in the sun to end. So he arranged a bargain with the god Cacao through a high priest. "
Me "Stay young forever. "
Mrs Holmes "As long as the sacrifices continued, twice a year – once for the planting, once for harvest. "
Sam"When did you find out about this?"
she shook her head "Not until I began to age and – and Brick – Kelly, as he was when I met him – did not. But by that time, Brick himself had changed... inside. He wasn't just the warrior whose only reason for living was combat. He – we were deeply, deeply in love. So in love, I'm ashamed to say, that when I found out that – how my husband stayed young and strong, I chose to ignore it. "
me "You and Brick had to go underground from time to time to hide your secret, right? "
Mrs Holmes nodded " Every ten years or so, he would, uh, re-emerge with a new look, a new name. And me, I was the wife, and I was the woman in hiding, and then, when I got into my forties, I became Brick's mother. Eleanor. I am so tired. You can't imagine the burden of it all. I think even Brick was through. He could see the end of my days were at hand, and... He had lived centuries all alone, but I don't think he could bear the thought of life without me. That's why he drove off that bridge. You must think I'm a monster. "
I shook my head "No. No, just that you married one. "
She looked at me softly.
Dean "Well, see, here's the deal. Now there are eight killers out there that we have to deal with, not just one. "
She shook her head " I don't think so."
Sam asked confused " What? Why not? "
Mrs Holmes "Brick used to say the heart was key. That was the focus of the sacrifice. "
