Breaking Point of Life / Book 13 / The Life Series / Supernatural Season 14

Gods and Monsters

Sam, Mary, Brandon, Bobby, Aiden, Amara and I were getting ready to leave to go to find Michael/Dean.

"Who goes to Duluth in October?" Bobby asked. "Sure Michael didn't touch down in Orlando?"

"Ness said Jo was pretty specific," Brandon told us. "Duluth."

"Yeah, well, angels ain't exactly known for their veracity," Bobby told them. Mary cleared her throat, looking behind Bobby as Castiel walked in. Bobby looked at Cas. "No offense."

"None taken," Castiel told him. "I tend to agree with you."

Mary handed a gun to Sam. "Here you go."

"Thanks," Sam told her.

I was sitting at the computer. Aiden and Amara walked over to me, standing behind me to look over my shoulders.

"Hey, what's that?" Aiden asked.

"So I've been searching through police reports in Duluth," I explained. "Cops just turned up a pile of corpses that was dumped near some train tracks just north of town and their eyes were burnt out."

"So Michael," Castiel told us. "We should go now."

"No," Sam told him. "This isn't just Michael we're talking about."

"It's Dean," I told them.

"Yeah," Brandon agreed. "Cas, you know why you can't come with us, right?"

Castiel nodded. "My angelic presence would be sensed by Michael, thereby nullifying your hopes of a sneak attack."

"Yeah," Amara answered. "Sorry."

"And you need me to stay here and babysit Nick and Jack," Castiel told us.

"It's not babysitting, Cas," Amara told him.

"Only in the sense that they're not infants, but they both have to be supervised," Castiel told us. "Jack is lost without his grace. Nick is... he's just a mess."

"Well, it--it's not his fault," Brandon told him. "Cas, Nick was housing, you know. He--he deserves a shot at rebuilding his life."

Castiel nodded. "And yet every time I look at him, all I can see is the supreme agent of evil."

Jack walked in. "You talking about my dad again? Look, I understand. Being around Nick, it's hard for me too."

"Uh, Jack, we're going to need you to sit this mission out," I told him. "Not a permanent thing."

"I know last time, I sucked when it mattered, and I need to improve," Jack told us. "So... that's what I'm gonna do."

Aiden nodded. "All right. Okay. Let's move."

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Sam, Brandon, Aiden, Amara and I were in a morgue, talking with a coroner.

The coroner showed us a body. "These are just some of the victims. More are in the hall, a couple in a store room. We don't usually see this kind of action in Duluth?"

"The injuries all pretty uniform?" I asked.

"Yep," the coroner answered. "The boys upstairs upstairs think maybe we're looking at a spree killer."

"If they were DOA, you have an ETA on TOD?" Brandon asked. "Any sample DNA?"

"Uh, frankly, we don't even know the precise cause of death," the coroner confessed. "I mean, there were the neck wounds, of course, but there was also considerable internal trauma, so..." Her phone rang. "Excuse me."