Fanfic: Band on the Run (3/?)
Title: Band on the Run (3/?)
Author: mysticallight6
Characters: Dean, Sam, Cas, Meg & OCs later No pairings
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Family
Rating: T
Summary: Post 7x17 AU After a long hunt, the brothers manage a stop at the
hospital where they'd left Castiel to visit. There, they discover that Meg is
missing and Cas was transfered to a more secure facility. What will they go
through to get their friend back?
Disclaimer: Still do not own Supernatural
Thanks for reading the last chapter, I hope you liked it. Here's the newest one. Castiel has finally arrived to the party. Enjoy. :)
After several long seconds of tense silence, Dean couldn't take the quiet anymore. "Care to elaborate?"
"I don't know; can you let go of me?"
Dean dropped his hands from the demon's shoulders and Meg relaxed, looking at the boys and taking them in. "You boys are looking good," she said while thumbing Sam's jacket and looking up to give him a saucy wink.
"Speak or I'm gonna get stabby," Dean said, fingering the demon knife in his belt loop.
"Well that wouldn't help anyone now would it?" she asked, stepping away. She faced the wall and shook her head before turning back and talking. "I went in for my shift like a good little human civilian and when I stopped by Clarence's room there was some other guy sitting on his bed. I inquired and the head nurse said he got transferred. I asked to where and after letting slip I was worried about him they told me he got sent to Oakdale."
Sam shared a look with his brother before asking, "And?"
"And," she said, deliberately holding out, "I waited. During my break I high tailed it out of town, got on the freeway and came straight here. Got caught at the front door. Was knocked out and I've been here ever since. Would've tried the door but their juice is keeping me trapped in here. And now you two boneheads are locked in here with me too. Nice job."
"Shut up Meg."
"No but what I really, really want to know boys," Meg said while poking Dean in the chest, "is why did it take you a whole week to find out Castiel wasn't where you left him, hmm? Now-if it was your poor tainted, broken baby brother-"
Dean went up in her face again and pushed her into the nearest hard wall. "I said ."
Meg pushed away from Dean and he turned to face his brother.
"We knew he couldn't stay hidden forever, Dean," Sam said with the shake of his head. "Dean, you'd better not be blaming yourself for this! Dean?"
And yet Dean couldn't help it - it was his idea to leave Cas behind but that was only because he had no idea what to do to help him, especially when he was practically catatonic when they left him!
"Ok, we've gotta get out of here first and then we'll see about taking him somewhere safe. Even if we have to build our own panic room, we'll get Cas somewhere and away from this idiot."
"Hey!"
Dean ignored Meg this time and tried to come up with a reasonable plan. Any reasonable plan.
Doctor Remi entered his patient's room and closed the door behind him with a quiet click. The patient sat in the dead center of the clean bed. His legs were splayed in front of him, hands crossed in his lap and he stared at the far wall not blinking. His blue eyes were completely unfocused and his mouth moved in silent conversation with an unseen force that seemed to be standing before him.
Leaning in, the doctor could hear words spoken in a language no mortal human would recognize. He recognized them though as a begging plea. Bringing his mouth to the man's ear, the doctor whispered scornfully, "We have you now, General."
After searching the room, every corner and every shelf, they finally managed to find one paperclip that wasn't completely rusted and useless. Dean was able to manipulate the thing and get started jimmying the lock on the door open.
After a minute and forty seconds, the door opened and everyone was free. Almost everyone.
"Move the salt line asshole."
"Why?" Dean asked while his brother looked both ways down the hall.
"Dean," Sam said, clearly not wanting to get into this while Cas was in danger. Again.
Meg, meanwhile, glared. "Listen to your brother, boy," she said in a low tone.
Dean took a deep breath in through his nose and used his foot to make a clean break. Meg daintily stepped outside and together the three of them ran to the staircase and up.
"You know where the closed ward is?" Dean asked as he moved around a sharp corner.
"Fifth floor," Meg answered between pants of breath. "I can smell angel filth from here."
"Ezekiel," Castiel whispered after a moment. He turned his head towards the doctor and shifted off the bed.
"Imagine my surprise at finding you here - in a place like this. Well, we always knew you were an odd one, running with humans and demons alike. And look at you've been reduced to now. I know what you're seeing; what you're hearing. I can feel it - running through your grace."
Castiel frowned and looked away. He fidgeted ever so slightly and that was a giveaway to his current state.
"I want it to stop Ezekiel," he whispered, desperately. "Make him stop."
Out of thin air an angel sword appeared in the other angel's hand.
The Winchesters and Meg finally reached the fifth floor and ran down the hall, searching the rooms.
"I'm doing this for you Brother. For all of us."
"I understand. Please."
Dean glanced in a few rooms and finally found Doctor Remi standing over a patient's bed. He was holding a long, pointed, familiar-looking knife. Not thinking, Dean threw open the door and the Doctor turned.
"Winchester," Doctor Remi growled.
Another voice piped in at the same time, questioning shakily, "Dean?"
"Cas." There the angel sat, on his bed, still wearing the same white shirt, pants and shoes of a facility patient.
Dean walked further into the room and the door slammed shut behind him. The doctor, no, angel, ran towards Dean and the hunter just managed to get out of the way before the angel sword entered his own chest. They circled the room and Dean managed to avoid him at every turn.
"You must not stop me human," Remi said. "We must sever the link."
Dean spared Castiel another glance before the door flew open again and Sam and Meg burst inside.
"Dean!"
"Sam!"
In the midst of the confusion, the knife suddenly flew out of Doctor Remi's hand and across the floor to stop before Dean's feet. Not thinking, he grabbed the knife in his right hand, ran the short distance and stabbed the doctor/angel right in the chest.
Light erupted from behind human skin and Ezekiel the angel and Doctor Remi were dead before they hit the ground.
Thanks very much for reading. Another chapter to come in a week. Reviews will be kindly appreciated - they help make Castiel feel better. ;)
Author: mysticallight6
Characters: Dean, Sam, Cas, Meg & OCs later No pairings
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Family
Rating: T
Summary: Post 7x17 AU After a long hunt, the brothers manage a stop at the
hospital where they'd left Castiel to visit. There, they discover that Meg is
missing and Cas was transfered to a more secure facility. What will they go
through to get their friend back?
Disclaimer: Still do not own Supernatural
Thanks for reading the last chapter, I hope you liked it. Here's the newest one. Castiel has finally arrived to the party. Enjoy. :)
After several long seconds of tense silence, Dean couldn't take the quiet anymore. "Care to elaborate?"
"I don't know; can you let go of me?"
Dean dropped his hands from the demon's shoulders and Meg relaxed, looking at the boys and taking them in. "You boys are looking good," she said while thumbing Sam's jacket and looking up to give him a saucy wink.
"Speak or I'm gonna get stabby," Dean said, fingering the demon knife in his belt loop.
"Well that wouldn't help anyone now would it?" she asked, stepping away. She faced the wall and shook her head before turning back and talking. "I went in for my shift like a good little human civilian and when I stopped by Clarence's room there was some other guy sitting on his bed. I inquired and the head nurse said he got transferred. I asked to where and after letting slip I was worried about him they told me he got sent to Oakdale."
Sam shared a look with his brother before asking, "And?"
"And," she said, deliberately holding out, "I waited. During my break I high tailed it out of town, got on the freeway and came straight here. Got caught at the front door. Was knocked out and I've been here ever since. Would've tried the door but their juice is keeping me trapped in here. And now you two boneheads are locked in here with me too. Nice job."
"Shut up Meg."
"No but what I really, really want to know boys," Meg said while poking Dean in the chest, "is why did it take you a whole week to find out Castiel wasn't where you left him, hmm? Now-if it was your poor tainted, broken baby brother-"
Dean went up in her face again and pushed her into the nearest hard wall. "I said ."
Meg pushed away from Dean and he turned to face his brother.
"We knew he couldn't stay hidden forever, Dean," Sam said with the shake of his head. "Dean, you'd better not be blaming yourself for this! Dean?"
And yet Dean couldn't help it - it was his idea to leave Cas behind but that was only because he had no idea what to do to help him, especially when he was practically catatonic when they left him!
"Ok, we've gotta get out of here first and then we'll see about taking him somewhere safe. Even if we have to build our own panic room, we'll get Cas somewhere and away from this idiot."
"Hey!"
Dean ignored Meg this time and tried to come up with a reasonable plan. Any reasonable plan.
Doctor Remi entered his patient's room and closed the door behind him with a quiet click. The patient sat in the dead center of the clean bed. His legs were splayed in front of him, hands crossed in his lap and he stared at the far wall not blinking. His blue eyes were completely unfocused and his mouth moved in silent conversation with an unseen force that seemed to be standing before him.
Leaning in, the doctor could hear words spoken in a language no mortal human would recognize. He recognized them though as a begging plea. Bringing his mouth to the man's ear, the doctor whispered scornfully, "We have you now, General."
After searching the room, every corner and every shelf, they finally managed to find one paperclip that wasn't completely rusted and useless. Dean was able to manipulate the thing and get started jimmying the lock on the door open.
After a minute and forty seconds, the door opened and everyone was free. Almost everyone.
"Move the salt line asshole."
"Why?" Dean asked while his brother looked both ways down the hall.
"Dean," Sam said, clearly not wanting to get into this while Cas was in danger. Again.
Meg, meanwhile, glared. "Listen to your brother, boy," she said in a low tone.
Dean took a deep breath in through his nose and used his foot to make a clean break. Meg daintily stepped outside and together the three of them ran to the staircase and up.
"You know where the closed ward is?" Dean asked as he moved around a sharp corner.
"Fifth floor," Meg answered between pants of breath. "I can smell angel filth from here."
"Ezekiel," Castiel whispered after a moment. He turned his head towards the doctor and shifted off the bed.
"Imagine my surprise at finding you here - in a place like this. Well, we always knew you were an odd one, running with humans and demons alike. And look at you've been reduced to now. I know what you're seeing; what you're hearing. I can feel it - running through your grace."
Castiel frowned and looked away. He fidgeted ever so slightly and that was a giveaway to his current state.
"I want it to stop Ezekiel," he whispered, desperately. "Make him stop."
Out of thin air an angel sword appeared in the other angel's hand.
The Winchesters and Meg finally reached the fifth floor and ran down the hall, searching the rooms.
"I'm doing this for you Brother. For all of us."
"I understand. Please."
Dean glanced in a few rooms and finally found Doctor Remi standing over a patient's bed. He was holding a long, pointed, familiar-looking knife. Not thinking, Dean threw open the door and the Doctor turned.
"Winchester," Doctor Remi growled.
Another voice piped in at the same time, questioning shakily, "Dean?"
"Cas." There the angel sat, on his bed, still wearing the same white shirt, pants and shoes of a facility patient.
Dean walked further into the room and the door slammed shut behind him. The doctor, no, angel, ran towards Dean and the hunter just managed to get out of the way before the angel sword entered his own chest. They circled the room and Dean managed to avoid him at every turn.
"You must not stop me human," Remi said. "We must sever the link."
Dean spared Castiel another glance before the door flew open again and Sam and Meg burst inside.
"Dean!"
"Sam!"
In the midst of the confusion, the knife suddenly flew out of Doctor Remi's hand and across the floor to stop before Dean's feet. Not thinking, he grabbed the knife in his right hand, ran the short distance and stabbed the doctor/angel right in the chest.
Light erupted from behind human skin and Ezekiel the angel and Doctor Remi were dead before they hit the ground.
Thanks very much for reading. Another chapter to come in a week. Reviews will be kindly appreciated - they help make Castiel feel better. ;)