Chapter 9

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The ringing in my ears has finally stopped. I sit on the bed, staring at the wooden floor. A blanket gets wrapped round my shoulders but I shrug it off and throw it across the room, much to Cas's protest.

"Aubrey." He sighs, picking it up.

"Cas." I mimic back.

The angel places the blanket on the sofa and walks towards me, sitting down. I ignore his gaze when I see him looking at me.

"Stop looking at me like I'm some wounded animal." I complain.

"I don't think you're a wounded animal." He replies.

"Really, Cas?" I ask. "Because that's what Sam and Dean think, hell, Sam doesn't even care about me."

"Calm down." He pleads. "Aubrey, you need to relax."

"I do, do I?" I shout. "Don't tell me to fucking relax, Castiel; I have the freaking devil playing mind games with me."

I shake my head and stomp out of the room and into the cold night. Sam and Dean are still inside with the weapons so I climb on top to the hood of the Impala and sit on the roof, looking up at the dark sky.

"Heads up!" Dean shouts, walking out of the motel.

Turning round, I slide off the car and open the door to the backseat. The boys follow me, getting in the front and I presume that Cas is flying.

"Hey, are-"Sam, surprisingly, begins; turning round to face me.

"No." I snap, shutting him up, making it very clear that I don't want to speak. They both sigh and the car starts.

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"Seems pretty quiet." Dean points out as we stand outside a massive building which I'm guessing is a prison.

"It's not, I can feel it." Cas says. "Meet me at the side door."

The group of is walk down to the large building, watching our guard, until we make it to the side door where Cas said to meet him. To our surprise, we see him on the other side.

"This all seem a little too easy to you?" Dean asks.

"Way too easy." Sam agrees, walking in.

The halls are dark; the only light is from the moon which doesn't help a lot. On the floor is what looks like mossy vines, snaking around our feet. I pinch my nose at the smell, it reeks of death. I shine my torch into one of the cells and get greeted by a dead body lying on the ground. On the cell next to us a vamp jumps out, it's face visible in the small glass window.

"Is someone there?" A female voice asks. "Please, please help me."

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 27, 2020 ⏰

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