Part 22: Promise

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"There's gotta be a way out." Uncle Dean said firmly to the room. He'd found the control panel and was switching all the lights that he could back on, revealing the empty hallways. Toni was on the steps, slightly higher than the rest of you as though putting on some sort of authoritarian presence would help in this kind of situation.

You'd sunk to the floor, trying to clean up your wound with the first aid kit even though your Dad had told you to wait for him. He came in, shooting frowning at you, he had a cloth and a spare sweatshirt. "Hey, I got it." He said gently, kneeling down and taking over.
You threw your head back against the wall and sighed, "She didn't mean to miss."
"What?"
"Mary, she aimed to kill. I just ducked quickly." You said, not really sure what your point was.
"She's not herself, you know that?"
"Oh Y/N knows that better than anyone." Toni cut in.

"Alright alright," Uncle Dean waved her away, "come on. Let's think. Uh...air vents?"
"There's choke points, not even I could squeeze through." Toni dismissed.
"Okay," Uncle Dean nodded, "well then how about we just kill you."
"I'll do it." You said, offering Toni a sickly-sweet smile.
Toni glared back, "Mummy would be so proud."
"Seriously, you heard what Ketch said," Dean continued, "we've got three days of air. Killing her might buy us another day."
"But you need me," Toni said, "I'm the only one who can reverse Mary's treatment."
"There is no reverse," You said, "there's nothing we can do..." You glanced at your Dad sadly and he paused from bandaging, taking a moment to realise just how familiar you were with this sort of thing.
"We've progressed since then, Y/N. There's reverse treatment and it's not yet too late for Mary. Face it, you need me alive."

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"It won't work." Toni said, making you all look up from your books.
"We can use magic to reverse the mechanisms." Your Dad explained, taking another lore book from the increasing pile.
"Yes," Toni nodded, "and it won't work. Ketch will have thought about that and prevented any magic. I know it."
The bandage on your arm was a little too tight and you kept having to wiggle your fingers to make it more comfortable. The blood loss had made you a little more light headed than would be ideal in this sort of scenario, but you were okay.
You all leaned back from your books in defeat, "Tell me something," you began, your voice was louder than it usually was and you were holding back rage, "if you're so fucking smart then you find a way out of here."
Everyone stared at you, Toni's face white.
"Not so talkative now, are you?" You taunted, "Listen, if you wanna circle around us making comments at the very least make them useful. Because otherwise you're just wasting air, okay?"

There was a moment where you thought that was it, that was all anyone was going to say, but Toni said something you weren't expecting, "You can get us out."
You glanced over to your Dad and Uncle before looking back at Toni, "What?"
"These powers that you have, you can control them. You can use them to do just about anything. Yes, getting the doors open will be mentally exhausting but it is possible. You can control them, Y/N, focus on getting us out of here."
"I'm sorry, powers?" Uncle Dean repeated.
"Y/N has similar psychic abilities to what Sam had a few years ago....don't look so surprised, of course we knew about those. Only, they've become enhanced with the introduction of a Nephilim. Some sort of celestial power surge if you will."
"Like that power up thing that happened to Cas?" Uncle Dean questioned and you shrugged.
"Yeah, but all I've done is pass out and unwillingly had visions." You commented, annoyed you hadn't realised this earlier.
"You've had visions?" Your Dad asked. You didn't look at him.
"Y/N, I can try and help you. This is our only shot." Toni said, ignoring your Dad completely.
You looked at your Dad, he had a concerned expression and was fidgeting with his shirt. "This is crazy." Uncle Dean said before getting up from his chair.
"Again, visions?" Your Dad repeated.
"I don't know...I saw you three in the car when you were on your way back to the bunker. It just happened."
Your Dad nodded slowly.

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