Demigoddess ~ Dean Winchester's daughter

99 Problems (Part 4)

Dean didn't return to the motel room until the next morning. His absence caused a slight panic among Sam, Maia, and Cas seeing as how they searched the town but never found him.

Sam immediately stood up when he saw his brother. "We went out looking for-- you all right?" He asked after noticing the blood on Dean's hands.

"Yeah. It's-- it's not my blood. Paul's dead." Dean announced.

"What?" Maia's eyes widened.

"Jane shot him," Dean added.

"It's starting," Cas stated

"What's starting?" Dean furrowed his eyebrows. "Where the hell have you been?"

"On a bender." Cas practically yelled.

"Did he-- did you say 'on a bender'?" 

"Don't ask." Maia shook her head.

"Yeah. He's still pretty smashed." Sam answered at the same time.

"It is not of import." Cas dismissed his drunkenness. "We need to talk about what's happening here."

"Well, I'm all ears," Dean said as he started to wash Paul's blood off his hands.

"Well, for starters Leah is not a real prophet," Sam informed.

"Well, what is she, exactly?" Dean asked.

"The Whore." Cas blurted.

"Wow, Cas, tell us what you really think."

"She rises when Lucifer walks the Earth." Cas explained before reading from the book of revelations, "'And she shall come bearing false prophecy'. This creature has the power to take a human's form, read minds. Book of Revelation calls her 'The Whore of Babylon'."

"Nice." Maia absent-mindedly nodded as she took in the information along with her father and uncle.

"The real Leah was probably killed months ago." Sam guessed.

"What about the demons attacking the town?" Dean questioned.

"They're under her control," Cas answered.

"And the Enochian Exorcism? Is that even real?" Maia tilted her head at the angel.

"No. It's fake. It actually means 'you, um, breed with the mouth of a goat'." Cas smiled looking between the Winchesters, hoping to get a laugh or smile but when none came, his smile faltered. "It's funnier in Enochian."

"So the demons smoking out-- that's just a con? Why? What's the endgame?" Dean rattled off questions.

"What you just saw-- innocent blood spilled in God's name."

"You heard all that Heaven talk." Sam reasoned. "She manipulates people."

"To slaughter and kill and sing peppy little hymns." Dean rolled his eyes at the situation. "Awesome."

"Her goal is to condemn as many souls to Hell as possible," Cas informed. "And it's... just beginning. She's well on her way to dragging this whole town into the pit."

"All right. So, then, how do we go pimp of Babylon all over this bitch?" Dean asked.

Castiel disappeared without a word. The Winchesters all shared confused looks.

"I don't see how that's supposed to help kill the Whore but okay." Maia sassed, earning a look from Dean. "What? I'm not in a good mood." She crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair.

Before Dean could say anything, Cas appeared, dropping a wooden branch-looking object onto the coffee table. "The Whore can be killed with that. It's a stake made from a cypress tree in Babylon."