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[refrigeratormom]

[The video starts shaky, camera trembling and rattling around on a blurry picture of the city in Darkness. The only sound is a background of harsh, unsteady breathing that sounds like crying, punctuated with hitching almost-sobs and hiccups. The stars, a rusted trash can, a shot of the ground before the camera sweeps over something horrible- Dean

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[wingsandwill]

[He's stunned, for a few moments, upon seeing this broadcast. He'd felt something earlier that had awoken him, still needing more sleep than he usually does, and it had been the reason he'd turned on his NV in the first place. But he hadn't expected this.

It's only moments later that Castiel is on the street, appearing out of nowhere with a soft flutter of feathers. He completely ignores Mary and John in favor of moving toward Dean's body and kneeling on the ground next to him, still in shock. What had happened?]

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[refrigeratormom]

[Mary almost falls over in shock at seeing Castiel... here, coming out of nowhere, and the soft sound of wings just floors her more. Since when the hell can he fly?

Whatever. It doesn't really matter. She'll ask him about that later, right now she's dropping to her knees on Dean's other side, reaching across the body to take Castiel by the hand and look at him urgently.]

Cas. Cas. Look at me. [Take care of him. It's easier than worrying about anything else.]

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[failedparenting]

[Of all the things John could have expected at this moment? Angels were not on that list. He jumps back when Cas suddenly appears, and shoots an accusing look at Mary.]

Jesus, did you call everyone?

[There's a little anger in the question.]

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[family_remains]

[Sam turns the corner right as John asks, stopping at the end of the street to double check nothing is on his tail before quietly drifting towards the scene of the crime.

This can't be happening. Not here. Not again.]

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[family_remains]

[It takes every ounce of Sam's being not to break his NV in half. The little thing is strong, having survived being slammed against the wall with all of his strength, but it could only live through so much.

Apparently that is tonight's theme.

Cold. Guarded.]

Where are you.

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[refrigeratormom]

[An address. It's a street corner eight blocks away from the Towers.]

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[kissesdarling]

[And suddenly, surprise Crowley on your feed. But he sounds quiet, cold, and serious. For once.]

Ensure Castiel doesn't do anything ridiculously stupid.

I'm certain he's already there making a nuisance of himself.

[The same, of course, goes for you, but Crowley doesn't feel like stating the obvious.

He would just go and take care of it himself, but every angel in Siren's Port saw the bloody message, including the angel who wants to wear Dean for a meatsuit, so. Fuck that shit. 8|]

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[family_remains]

Don't.

[God damn it, Crowley what do you want. Sam can't think right now much less listen to you...what is it that you're even trying to say. Talking just to make noise, while typical, isn't well received at this particular moment.]

I just can't.

[axemeaquestion]

Oh, sweet jesus.

[She's stunned quiet at first, but it doesn't last long. She recovers quickly enough.] Mary...? [Her tone is that mix of cautious and gentle at the same time.] Mary, where are you? I'll come find you.

[refrigeratormom]

I'm fine, Rochelle. [lmfao biggest lie.] I have John and Sam.

[axemeaquestion]

Bullshit. [Ro'd seen too many instances of people faking it back home for her to not pick up on that. Yeah, you ain't pulling that on her.] Mary, honey, are they WITH you? Right now?

[refrigeratormom]

Yes.

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[got_it_memorizd]

[Aw hell. That can't be good. Axel has killed before, but it's never been so bloody. That's the great thing about Heartless; no blood. And Nobodies don't bleed much either, unless you cut them really deep; chances were they'd just fade away before they stained the carpet. He's not sure he'll ever get used to seeing so much blood. There's visible shock on his face--a rare sight--and he just kind of shakes his head.]

Mary, what...? [How do you even ask what happened in a situation like this?]

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[refrigeratormom]

[It's a good, long time before she responds. When she does she looks utterly exhausted, wrung-out, and is actually shivering for the first time in months.]

Tomorrow. Tomorrow night.

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[got_it_memorizd]

[Uh oh. He knows that look; he's worn it himself a few times.]

Tomorrow night what? What's tomorrow night? Mary, don't do something you're gonna regret; there are things you can't take back.

[Not that he'd take back all of the things he did, but... there are a few he'd conveniently erase if he could.]

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[refrigeratormom]

I know. [Her voice catches and she rubs her eye violently until it's red when her hand pulls away.] I know, I don't-

-I need to do something. Anything. So tomorrow night, you and me. I need to work this off.

[She needs to hurt something before she goes insane, but she doesn't want to put words to that urge. It terrifies her to have that kind of viciousness inside her.]

[refrigeratormom]

They're not the real person. It's just a Darkness monster that reflects their soul.

[refrigeratormom]

That's what everything I've ever heard says.