Chapter 3

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Then:

"You will be a great mother, sister."

"Freya's pregnant."

"I'm going to be a cousin!"

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"She will wake up, Dad. She will wake up. She will come back to us. I know she will."

What is he going to do if...

If she never wakes up?

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"Where's Cas?"

"He's dead. Gone. The archangel smote the crap out of him. I'm sorry."

"Cas, you stupid bastard."

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"You listen to me, you two faced douche. After what you did, I don't want jack squat from you-"

"You listen to me, boy! You think you can rebel against us? As Lucifer did?"

"You're bleeding."

"Oh, yeah."

"A little insurance policy in case you dicks showed up."

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"Hello, gentleman. What can I do for you?"

"We're here to see Athena. Where is she?"

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"What Elijah meant was that she's in a coma."

"A coma?"

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"Dean. Dean! Are you okay?"

"A-Athena. I-It-s A-Athe-na..."

"What the bloody hell is all this ruckus about?"

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(A/N: Time passes by differently in hell. 3 days is equivalent to a year. So one day is approximately 121-124 days.)

Now:

Chapter 3

"What the bloody hell is all this ruckus about?"

No-one answered him as he walked down the stairs and towards them. They were too occupied by the gasping hunter that was being held by the other one.

"Well?" He asked impatiently as he came close to Elijah, with Hayley and Hope trailing behind him confused and annoyed by the commotion.

"They're here to see Athena."

It was as if those words were the trigger that made him more alert in his mourning state for his very alive yet comatose daughter.

He eyed them sharply as his face turned stony as he took them in. The tall one with hair that hung below his ears held the green eyed hunter who tried to get his breathing in control as he clutched his chest in pain. Just like every supernatural here -besides Cami and Hope- could tell by just one look and whiff as to what they are, Hunters.

His fury grew but he kept his poker face on. Everyone could pick up on it but the two hunters.

"Leave now before I use your innards as decorations." His threat was not empty and the Winchesters knew it.

Sam had no clue as to who the creature in front of them was but the deadly atmosphere that he enacted had him clenching the hidden stake with his free hand that was not holding Dean.

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