My Guiding Light

Chapter 27

Season: 4

Episode: I Know What You Did Last Summer

Setting: N/A

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We climb up the stairs of the church, Sam and Dean holding a gun while I -despite my brother's protests- hold nothing. There is a knife in my pocket just in case but the energy radiating off of me gives me the confidence i need to know i wont. It feels like electricity surging through my arms and eyes. My senses are heightened and I can sense every living soul in the whole building. Whats confusing is i cant tell if what im currently feeling is good or bad. All i can tell is that its powerful.

"Shes here. Its her." I say, nodding to a silhouette behind a stained glass mother Mary. Irony.

"Anna? Were not gonna hurt you. My name is Sam, this is my brother Dean..." Sam says, putting his gun away and hesitating as he looks at me, contemplating if hes going to introduce me or not. Im trying my best to stay calm so we can entice her out but the power surging inside me is making me really fidgety - as if im going to explode. "And his sister, Mia." I speak up when he doesn't.

"Sam? Not Sam Winchester?" She says, causing the boys to glance at each other but I just roll my eyes, wanting to cut to the chase before my powers give up and i burn the church down.

"Yeah, hes the one. Whats it to you?" I snap and she walks out, looking at the three of us. "And youre Dean." She says, looking to my older brother before turning to me. "And youre Mia. The angels talk about you. All of you." She looks back to Dean. "You were in Hell, Casteil pulled you out. Some think you can save us, others dont like you at all." She turned to look at me and Sam for that last bit. "Sam and Mia. They've spoken about you two a lot recently. I feel like I know you."

"So you talk to angels?" Dean asks

"Oh, no. They probably dont know i exist. I just overhear them."

"You overhear them?"

"Yeah, they talk and sometimes i just...hear them."

"Like right now?"

"Not right at this second but i hear them a lot. And i cant turn it off."I frown and remember back to the few weeks prior to Dean visiting me. The whispers that were driving me insane. The whispers i heard when Castiel was trying to talk to Dean. Was that the angels? Could i hear the angels?

"When did they start?"

"I can tell you the exact date-- September 18th."

"The day i got out of hell."

She nods. "First words i heard. 'Dean Winchester has been Saved'."

"What do you think?" Dean asks, looking at Sam. I give them a bitch face as they have a conversation without me. For a moment my frustration gets the best of me and something in the corner catches alight. Snapping my head to the flaming book it goes out but not unnoticed.

"Did you just-"

"You got the girl. Good lets go." The demon says, despite me hating her im glad that shes here this time because it stops me from having to think about what the hell I just did.

"Why?" Dean and I snap at her.

"Because a demon is coming - big timer. We can fight later."

"Youre a demon, id like to focus on the current problems." I snap, my power bubbling up again.

"Can one of you control your sister before she blows me up? We have to go."

"Pretty convenient that you show up right when we find the girl with some bigwig on your ass?" Dean says and i smile smugly at the bitch. She just glares at me.

"I didnt bring him here, you did."

"Excuse me?"

"They followed you here."

"Oh. So thats the other presence i felt..." I mutter which ruby glares at me for buy says nothing, hopefully scared that id scorch her.

"Its too late. Hes here."

Sam drags Anna to a closet and my expression hardens as I prepare for a fight.

"Sam, no you have to pull him right away." Ruby firmly tells my twin and i look to Sam whos pulling out holy water.

"Woah, hold on a second." Dean protests.

"Now is not the time to bellyache about him going darkside. He does this, he exorcises the demon, or we die."

"I could kill him." I speak up but ruby shakes her head.

"You cant control your powers at the best of times, let alone in a church. Its not happening. You'll burn the place down."

"As long as you burn with it, I don't care." I spit, scowling at the bitch.

"Harsh words." She says as the demon comes crashing through. Sam steps up, attempting his exorcism but it doesnt work. Its up to me then i guess. Control or not, it needs to be done. Dean uses this opportunity to attack while my other brother is thrown down the stairs. Im at an impass. Who do i help?

"Hello again, Dean." The demon says in the most annoying fucking voice i have ever heard in my life.

"Wait, 'again'?" I question, stopping my attempts to help any of the brothers and look to Dean while simultaneously letting my guard down.

"We were so close... in Hell."

"Dean, whats going-"

"Alistair." He says simply as if that fucking means anything.

With everyone distracted, I dont even realise Sam has already stabbed himwith the demon knife...which has done nothing... I start to storm up to this 'Alistair' to burn him alive.

"Mia, no-" I hear as Sam tries to stop me. Before i can even touch the demon, one of the two brothers are dragging me out the damn window.

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"What the hell were you thinking!?" I snap again at the brothers who wont even talk to me, us all in seperate sections of the room to patch up the injuries caused by crashing through a window of a second fucking storey. "I could have taken him!"

"The demon knife couldnt take him, Mia. Neither could my powers. What makes you think you have a better chance?"

"I didnt but neither do you two idiots. Ever. On any hunt. You go in first and then think about the implications if youre not strong enough. Im done being treated like a little girl, i can do this shit."

"We dont want you to." Dean speaks up from the bathroom, looking at me via the cheap ass motel mirror.

"Excuse me?"

"Whenever you use your powers, you do something stupid. You get bitchy, or you starve yourself in the middle of nowhere for a week. I hate to say it but youre more of a threat than Sam is." I glare at him and look away, looking at Sam again.

"Is this true?"

He says nothing.

I shake my head. "You boys are unbelievable. God, sometimes i wish i was never born." I say, storming out of the motel, leaving the two idiots without the medically trained expert. Too bad if they get an infection or avoidable scarring. Fuck them and fuck this life.