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Mother Mary is back.... And pissed we've been gone so long....
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If you're interested in my surgery stuff!
1- where they put in the camera (BellyButton)
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The demon who’d tried to make a deal with him when he had Ruby’s knife to the guy’s throat had told him there was something of interest to the Winchesters here, in this warehouse. After sending it to hell, Sam headed for the warehouse.
It was quiet outside. No signs of demons or anything. He jimmied a window open, got inside. The lights were on, but kind of dim. Holding his gun out in front of him, he started moving between the aisles of crates, then towards what looked like a back office.
Finding himself aiming at a victim, he felt a little foolish. He guessed that did make it a little awkward. ”Hang tight, I’ll get you out of here. How many are there?” he asked. She looked vaguely familiar…
Mary starred at the barrel of the gun and just arched a brow. It wasn't the first time she'd had one pointed at her.
"None.... As far as I know they all left after the tied me to this chair." she looked around the room, "And speaking of which my hands have sort of fallen asleep."
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Going to Mary’s side, idea of getting pie forgotten. “Hey, you okay?”Dee asked kneeling next to her. She didn’t know if it was a good idea to touch her or not. “You gotta breath..”
Mary tried to get her breather under control, and reached out a hand to Dee. Her whole form still racked by her ragged breaths, she just wanted to know her child was really there.
Dee took the hand that reached for her with one of her own. Placing her other one on Mary’s back in a attempt at comfort. Dee didn’t know what was going on but she didn’t want to make things worse.
Mary held tightly to Dee's hand, her eyes closing. She was real. It was just her imagination playing tricks on her again.
Surgery went smoothly today, I'm tired as all get out though.
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”So, you won’t kill me.. But I can kill you. See this predicament?” Alec let a smile quirk on his lips and green orbs and white were eaten by a sick, black color, adding a much more chilling effect to his dark presence.
"Did you want me to hurt you?" she asked a bit disbelieving. "I an tired of this, but I will defend myself against you if I have to."
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Dean shrugged, smiling slightly before tilting his head at her. “You can certainly try.” He laughed before bringing her into a hug. This was something he loved about being able to hang with his mom— he didn’t have to be tough around her. He could let down those walls, peacefully. And it (a hard thing for the Winchester to admit) was wonderful.
Trying not to laugh she let him pull her into a hug. Only a few moments later she did start to laugh. "Try? you know I can Young Man!" she said while still laughing. It was one thing she had missed while having to hide, being with her family.
"If you saw my closet you’d know that’s not true." She laughed before biting her tongue. "These are just my newest clothing items."
"I think I’d like to see your closet sometime, then."
Apadiel tilts her head, considering the lingerie again.
"All these clothes you claim to own, and you didn’t have any in pink until now?"
"I was never a huge fan of pink. Might have a shirt some would call pink, but never owned anything this....bright!" she said with a grin.
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"There are things that need to be discussed."
"Castiel? What is going on?" she asked softly, moving to stand before him.
She hadn’t meant for things to go this way. It was meant to be a simple hunt, a single rogue vampire, not a whole nest of them. The snow made her wounds numb, she knew soon she’d not be feeling much of anything.
Mary didn’t know how far or how long she walked, but finally she collapsed. With what energy she had left she pulled herself up against a large tree. She drove her machete into the snowy ground next to her.
While trying to catch her breath she heard the snow crushed under heavy foot falls. Grasping her blade she kept our close to her side, “Who’s there?” She hated how weak her voice sounded.
The man approached softly, quietly if you will. He had watched the hunter struggle for some time now. He wasn’t sure whether it was time for him to intervene. Human Hunters were a strong breed and it took a lot to make them bite the dust. He could see now, it was tome for Mary.
Death calmly stood in front of the hunched over woman, watching her bleed out against the snow. His eyes were gentle and his smile was warm, welcoming even. “Mary, I come with no harmful intent, relax.”
His hand moved out to gently steady the child, it was obvious standing was chore at this point. He wouldn’t touch her weapon, that would only alarm her. “It’s time Mary, I’m here to take your pain away.”
Mary watched with semi bleary eyes as, what appeared to be a young man, approached her. Her eye widened. How on earth did he know her name? As far as she could remember she'd never seen him before in her entire life!
Something about him though, she realized, did did strike a familiar cord of recognition. It was a presence she realized she'd felt before in her few brushed with what many would call Death.
"No... I can't leave them..." she whispered out, 'Especially when I haven't seen them yet....' she thought sadly.
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"Well essentially it is the bible, I mean if you just ear it you’d understand." Becky said it as if it were obvious Mary’s life was written on paper
"Well then.... I'll just have to read theses books~" she said with a slight tilt of her head, "Do you by chance know where I can find them?"
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Dean immediately hugged his mother back, just taking in her scent and feeling her warmth surround him. The last time he had hugged her was when he was a child yet she was just so familiar. It was like she never left. He hugged her tight, as if this was the last time he’ll ever get the chance too. He could feel his eyes beginning to water. “I wish I got that yellow eyed monster when I had the chance, you’d be alive, dad would have never been a hunter, Sammy would be happy and I’d have you.” He whispered, thinking about the time he was sent back in time and watched his mother make the deal. If he had killed the demon after she made the deal, everything would be normal. “I love you mom.” His voice broke, still holding onto her.
"Oh Dean...." she spoke softly and stroked the back of him head in a motherly fashion. "There are some things that cannot be changed. As much as we want them to."
With a gentle squeeze she pulled back a bit ans kissed his forehead. "And I love you Dean. You'll always be my little boy, no matter how big you get."
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Dean flinched at her touch, not being able to process the fact that he wasn’t dead and neither was she. He blinked slowly, his eyes scanning as he tried to process what was happening before looking back at her. “How… how…?”
"How?" How indeed... how could she explain to her son that she wasn't human and never truly had been? "I don't even know where to begin... There is so much I have to tell you and so little time..."