I know seems to have left the LJ, but it is not. My computer died and between resuscitation and refill it, spent a few days, in addition to the holidays and all that. What gets a lot of things inside! Right?
Well, here's the new chapter. Was a tad long. I hope the problems do not put LJ.
15
Sam let his body slide down the walls of the shelter to the ground. At the other end of the cave, hugging Iosephus and knees to his chest, Angie keeps her eyes closed and lips moving, mumbling something that looks like music, a sound barely audible in the silence of the place. Sam should make an effort to identify the melody. It's Metallica. Angie Sandman hums quietly. The heart of man contracts to the realization while his mind wanders, and then returns towards a long moment, a flight and a brother able to overcome his phobia using the same musical approach not only let a murderer into a ghost avió , n.
He looked away from the Senora his eyes fall on the intricate signs of invisible walls that make the place for angels and demons. Ruby. She got there once, in another time, when loneliness and despair threw him into the arms of the devil. To its regret and convenience, it is still able to remember such things.
The weight of what disturbs the man is sinking in even more desolate than it already is.
He did it with Michael, but her? Is another matter. She is fragile. Dean is the girl. He swallowed hard at the thought. Stealing will not be easy. Anyway, it is a subject much more manageable than any detestable archangel gracious. She continues with her eyes closed but his buzz now comes to his ears. The cat lies on his lap and it looks moving the tail current in winding ample curves, her whole body on alert cat, lit by torchlight.
The pain is still there, latent, striking him in every cell of your body as if to seize upon in countless pieces, rid the world of outcast in that it has become. Now it is he who closes his eyes for a moment holding constant nausea and pressing at his temples. When opened again, the girl has their own fixed on him with a mixture of fear and curiosity. Silence fills the space between them until she unexpectedly breaks.
"Are you ... are you sick? "and his tone of sincere concern what further antagonizes. Turns his face to ignore its presence to at least regain control of his body. But a new wave of unrest as a slight shudder and grimace of suffering in his face betrays him to the girl.
"Are you in pain?" She insists.
Sam feels the anger seep into his mind. Has no reason to be but there is, in his fingers curled into a fist, the tip of your tongue, ready to strike.
"You hurt me," lets go with bitterness, even avoiding looking at her, and that seems to work because silence again falls between the two while you back the nausea.
"Sorry", the voice of the girl guilty of it seeps under the skin, but instead of appease his spirit as one would expect, as he had expected, Chaldean further.
"Okay," he proclaims, and rises to his full height, approaching in a threatening manner to the girl. "Get this over with." She screams as he grabs the cat and throws his arms in a corner while the animal attempts to unnecessarily intimidate engrifarse to almost double its size. She screams again, sharp in his ears, increasing irritation. Pain is a sword which crosses from side to side. "Shut up!".
With a giant hand pinches it against the wall and the other lands on his chest, right over his heart. Angie cries even more acute and grace while running from the girl's body to his, Sam thinks he is going to explode or collapse. Grit your teeth. His whole body trembles for the torment to which he has decided to undergo. And submission. The girl's chest lights up a flare that reveals through his little heart translucent skin. She keeps screaming, twitching nerves.
"I said shut up!" He cries tambiény then a new torture whips its body in the back. Light weight is on it, their skin is torn as if it were a victim of violent lashes. Drop the girl tries to stop the attack, raising his arms to his origin. The lashes are transformed into claws that cling to the skin of her neck and neck to catch up and become the face slapping, knife that pierced his face, bleeding trigger falling over his eyes and prevent him from seeing what is happening. A snort in your ear tells you who your attacker.
"Damn cat!"
With fury reaches the animal by the neck with both hands and the next moment the cat falls His feet become a piece of burned meat.
Stunned, see what you just made. Inconsolable crying has replaced the girl screams. There it is. Concrete proof that neither the grace of an angel can change that when it has become.
has failed.
"Io ... ... Iosephus Iosepa" sobbed the girl hiccups.
Angie Sam looks in their eyes the fatigue of his spirit.
the child's cry filled his ears. Suddenly every muscle in your body has become a liability.
"I'll take you to your father," he says.
With effort, a step of old, start walking to the corner where it was before. Needs to recover to return to Angie and then ... then ... who cares what happens next. He drops to the ground. "Sorry," stammers as he tries to settle against the wall, as far as possible the body of his victim. "Angie, I'm sorry. This is not the way I ... "but does not have words to continue. "Sorry." Hunde
head in his hands as if he expected to disappear under the uncontrollable power of fucking boy king of hell. He does not realize when Angie leaves to mourn. Nor when his own tears soaking her face caught between his fingers.
"Are you crying?"
Sam does not answer. You can feel the look of the girl upon him, watching as the strange bug it is.
"I miss my dad, of course, but seating is not asking Sam a fact and can not do anything to keep you read the entrails. Listen when Angie retains the air in shock as he just made an important discovery. Then the tone changes again, "It's not your fault, Sam", and this time is full of mercy and authority. "It's not your fault." And now it is he who weeps openly shuddered from the tip of the hair of the feet, hugging himself in his corner amazed to receive the comfort that familiar things in it, the anger, the end is muted. The search and not find it, like the sound of the big city in the peace of country life. There, far away, does not reach him. Let the cry die alone, time does not seem to matter. Wait until your breathing returns to its normal pace, not daring to lift his head and see who is still in the cave and when it does, Iosephus frolics on Angie's legs, snoring loudly when she strokes her back, not a trace in your body feline tragedy before.
"How ... how did you ...? "The question died in his mouth before being able to formulate correctly. "Who are you?"
Angie Iosephus caresses the back of it immediately responds by rubbing her head against her chest.
"I do not know how I do things I do." Look at Sam bowing his head in a way that man inevitably reminds Cas. "Why did you do?"
Attacking? "Fry to Iosephus? "Betraying his brother? Which of all these dirty tricks mean? Then he realizes the irony of the answer and not wanting to laugh.
"I would not be a monster ." Angie
back at him and Sam could not tell if the child is eight or eight hundred.
"Dad thinks I look like you. I'm a monster too?
Sam swallowed hard before the blow.
"I do not think"
She fits the cat in her lap as she speaks without emotion.
"You have bad feelings. Got good too but the bad guys are nasty and powerful and really scared me. "
"You ..." stammers in a mixture of reverence for the Senora ashamed of himself. "... You can see them ... in me?"
She inspects a moment from his place, staring at him. After Iosephus leaves aside and was on all fours, in short sections, stopping to watch him carefully up to him. Without warning, Angie takes her face in her hands and continued his inspection. Sam starts, expect to feel the needles under the skin, violently pumping blood in his veins, but there is nothing like that, just something like a sunburn in contact with small hands.
"Yes, I see," he said answering his question. "They as microbes that make you smell bad. are infected. But you're a little better now . " Frown as a sign of their confusion. "I do not know how Dad does not see."
now looking puzzled is Sam.
"Why would Dean do that?"
The girl eyes roll.
"It's my dad"
"Huh? ... well ... yeah ... it took you "
Angie looks with satisfaction that a child is pequeñooa a man of limited understanding and eventually discarding his shoulders shaking matter.
"No matter. What were you trying to do? "
man deep breath before answering, caught by surprise by the turn in the conversation.
"I think you're right, I'm sick, I'm an evil desire to heal, "the notes with your finger. "Anything that's what you have ... is powerful ... as well as the power of the angels ... as Michael. Wanted to steal from you. "
"As you steal a little of it, right?".
is impossible to talk about the girl without being an open book.
"It was not my intention, it just happened " try to explain what he has not finished yet understand. "I do not know how I did it. I just ... I could not help . "
"You have powers too."
Sam hides face in shame.
"Yes," he says.
"So?"
"They are bad powers, Angie. When use darker and I slip into the dark side. I thought I could control ... but it was a hoax, I can not control shit, let alone myself. My inner rage is the only one with the command. I need grace to oppose my darkness. " Angie
bites his lip thoughtfully, in a gesture clearly absorbed his father, his eyes still fixed on Sam.
"I can help you."
The man gives a start.
"Q-what?"
"You say you need to save grace. Cas uncle says I'm full of it. " child's face is filled with a seriousness that does not correspond to their age. "I think I can give you a little bit of mine. No need to steal. "
Sam looks at her with astonishment.
"Why would you do something like that ... for me?"
"You are suffering."
"But you've done wrong."
"You're hurting, then my dad also suffers."
At the mention of his brother, under the title of father of the girl, thousands of voices in unison wake up deep in his soul claiming its rights over Dean, who is his family, not Angie, not Bobby or Cas, but YOUR family. The poison of envy is the first step to take place in the attack because she is just a stranger who has come to occupy a place that does not belong. Rabies is followed immediately throwing ideas about how easy it would lay a hand on the nuisance that has the front and end the problem forever. However, this time is like watching the choir from the place of the public. Sam can identify each of the actors voices and dismiss them as invalid. Is the infection that he told Angie and can now easily distinguish from behind the invisible wall that the grace that has already taken the child has built to protect it. Is again standing in front of the mirror, the night he gave his body to Prince of darkness, listening to her seductive argument. Sammy is the old struggle against its enemies more entrenched.
"Sam?"
girl's voice returns to the reality of the cavern. Angie again holds her face in her hands, her worried eyes focused on him. Sam closes his eyes for a moment shaking her internal chaos and a deep breath.
"But you said you did not know how to use it," he says wearily. Angie
shrinks shoulders.
"Sometimes I want something and I get it. I guess if I want to heal, will heal. "
"You make it sound easy but it could be dangerous. I'm infected, remember? What if ... I hurt you? "
" That will not happen. "
Without waiting for Sam to replicate, Angie gets up and goes to Iosephus. The animal is allowed to take, snoring with delight. The girl placed so that the cat and she was facing to face.
"Listen, Iosephus" he says very seriously. "Everything will be fine. Do not worry about me. I'll be fine. No. attacks. Sam. Do you understand? "
And the cat rubs its head against Angie's chin as close to an answer that you can ask your race. The girl let go and the animal takes a position in another corner of the cave, the less enlightened. His eyes shine like two torches in the gloom of the place. Angie lets out a sigh.
"Good", and becomes to Sam. "Let's do it." He sits on the floor, legs Indian way, claiming their backs against the wall. "Are you coming or not?"
With a hint of doubt, Sam comes up to him and settles on his knees in front of you. The girl looked confident expression. Sam reaches out to her but stops before touching it.
"If I hurt you, tell me," he warns.
"Agree"
then places his hand over the heart of the girl. Immediately, he runs a tingling arm and moves quickly to the rest of your body. Its innards are contracted and then lighten up and down in a contrasting sensations. The euphoria invades the man making him smile against her wishes. Angie shines, his chest becomes translucent again when the light reaches the corners of the cave, obscuring the lanterns. Sam watches him around, fascinated, with eyes that open only by dint of effort. See how grace continually flowing from the girl, emptying. Your body begins to glow and warmth of the memories of all their welfare cornering thoughts invade their lives to others, those who called nasty Angie, until they disappear. Not aware of when you close your eyes and let go. Feel safe, feel loved.
But then he realizes something is wrong. Open your eyes and the girl has an open mouth but no sound from it sprouts, the green of your eyes has faded until it became white and thin veins purplish mark on her neck. In a first second you do not understand what is happening and the next suffers a revelation's killing. Because she is not Michael, is an archangel full of anger but a little is not responsible for its abnormal birth. Horrified, let it go at once. The girl slid to one side. Try to catch it before hitting the ground but his body moves clumsy and unable to reach it. Feel inside then created as a wave form in the sea, the explosion of pain that accompanies the sudden interruption of grace. It also falls to the ground next to the girl, sobbing uncontrollably. Violent spasms terms of punishment against the stones of the floor for minutes that are eternal. When he finally lessen, unable to move. All you can do is look at the face of the girl across the street in the soil, hair disheveled and eyes closed.
"Angie ... ? ", Calls in anguish. "... Angie?"
She opens her eyes slowly, sleepily, and babbles:
"Are you okay?"
Sam smiles because the phrase is so Dean could well be his brother who was there tended.
"Yes, I'm fine"
And indeed so, the voices are gone, the torment in your body is negligible. If that is not healthy yet, is very close.
The girl smiles.
"Did you see? All you had to ask, "he says in an exhausted whisper.
Sam chuckles.
"Yeah, right. "Before or after Dean grind Shock me for risking your child? "
And then when the entrance of the cave explodes dust covering the place.
"What dem ..." exclaimed Sam reaches before receiving the fetid breath of the hounds of hell upon him.
"That's right, Sam. Demons. " The current figure of Meg vessel emerges from the dust and leans over him saying his hands on his knees to see better. "Hi, Sammy. Forgot to close the curtains. The brightness can be seen from Japan. " Angie turns to look his eyes are wide with terror. "I hope you left a little for us." Laughs as he straightens. "Nah, do not worry. These little things will recover quickly. "
cuffs are formed in their hands, but Sam is so weak he can not even scream.
"Leave her alone, bitch"
The demon clicks his tongue in disapproval.
"We've talked about language, Sammy." Meg makes a slight gesture with his hand and Sam feels the breath of the dog even more hell about wetting the neck. "Finally. I knew we could count on you. " Another gesture and a pair of winged monsters with unusual speed rush on the Senora away with it. Meg smiles. "Thank you, Sammy."
The hellhound roaring in the ear of man chilling the blood in the veins but the bite waiting with clenched teeth and closed eyes is less and when you look back, Meg is getting closer, anger visible on his face.
"Bite, cursed beast!" And as the animal continues only growling, turns it from a powerful kick. Then Sam leans seeking his neck with your hands. But as touching his body with them, pulls back quickly, the skin of your fingers and palms painfully shedding.
"Damn!"
you plant one, two, three kicks with rabies in the head, ribs and attacks again throwing beastly shrieks until he calms down.
"Next time, Sammy," he says. "I promise" and the next moment the place is empty.
Or almost.
crouching and walking Iosephus crestfallen to the man on the floor. Sam does not move. The animal dries her tears with her raspy tongue.
"Sorry" he says, feel the animal on his chest. "What lamento”.
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