Running Away With The Winchester's

Chapter 11

"Why would the angels even be interested in Sappho anyway?" Dean asked.

"What?" Bobby began. "Why would the angels be interested in a girl with unforeseen amounts of power that could possibly wipe out a room full of demons in a few seconds." He mocked.

"Shut up, you know what I mean."

Sam sighed. "Sappho doesn't want to use her powers, right?" He stated. "Well maybe that's why the angels have grabbed her. They're going to try and program her to smite demons."

"Wonderful."

"You need to find her." Bobby stated.

"How?" Asked Dean. "We can't get into Heaven to get her out, and the angels have obviously beaten the crap out of Cas."

Suddenly, there was a flutter of wind before Cas' limp body appeared lying on the floor in a heap.

Their eyes widened. "Cas?"

Sam and Dean rushed over and knelt down in front of him. "Cas?"

Cas' eyes flickered before opening slightly. He looked up at Sam and Dean, breathing heavily in obvious pain. "The angels, they found out that I'd been helping you. I was betrayed. After I took Daniel to Heaven, I discovered that they had ordered a hit on me. I managed to fight off some of them, but I got stabbed." He pushed himself up to a sitting position slowly, wincing in pain as he did. "Where's Adalynn?"

"Is that all you remember?" Sam asked.

Cas nodded. "Have I missed something?"

"The angels, they took her. We thought it was just you, but it wasn't. It was the angels possessing you." Dean explained.

"Oh." Cas answered.

"Hey, are you okay?" Asked Sam, reffering to the wound.

"I'm fine." He insisted before attempting to get to his feet.

Dean and Sam took hold of his arms and helped him up.

Cas swayed on his feet a little but was able to stay upright. "I'll heal."

"So, what do we do know?" Dean asked.

"I'm trying to find out where they've taken her." He stated.

"How?" Asked Sam.

"The angels are talking." Cas stated before pausing. "She's in Vermont..." He explained. "Battlebro to be precise."

"That's a day's drive away." Dean stated.

"I have just enough power left to get us there." He took a hold of Sam and Dean's wrists before taking a deep breath.

And in a flash, they were gone.

-Sappho's POV-

What the hell happened?

Awakening on the wooden floorboards, my head felt like it was going to explode. Groaning, I pushed myself upright and looked around. Then my eyes widened. "No..." I whispered.

I couldn't be back here, I couldn't.

"Hello, Adalynn." Came a voice.

I turned to see a man in a black suit grinning.

"You!" I shouted, getting up and walking towards him. "What did you do to Cas?"

"Cas is fine." He stated.

"What do you want with me?" I asked.

"I don't care about you, just your powers." He answered. "You have the potential to..." The man paused. "Well, let's just leave that as a surprise."

I furrowed an eyebrow. "What are you?"

"I'm an angel." He stated. "The name's Zachariah, and I must say that your case has been one of the most enjoyable on my part."

"What?"

"Awww, poor little maggot. You have no idea do you? Has none of this clicked in your thick little human skull? Your house was full of hex bags so the demons couldn't find you...So how did they? Well that's where I came in." He grinned. "I removed the hex bags which led to the demons snatching your brother and warding the house against angels. Then everything fell into place, just as it was written. Your mother was always supposed to walk into that factory. She was always supposed to die, and you were always supposed to watch."

My eyes widened. "You're dead!" I screamed angrily before launching myself at him.

He poofed out of the way and re-appeared a few yards away behind me. "And how exactly are you going to kill me?" Closing his eyes, he began to chant something.

My eyes began to flicker as my heart seemed to go into slow motion just as it had the last time. It was like déjà vu as my lungs stopped taking in oxygen while my knees buckled beneath me.

"You see, Adalynn. Your powers, they only become apparent in moments of rage of sadness, and when you find that perfect balance of both, you're truly at your strongest." He explained. "There is no such thing as free will, or choice...Everyone has a path set out for them by Heaven. Your mother had to die so that your powers would begin to strengthen. The only thing we didn't anticipate though, was the arrival of the Winchester's, but they won't be a problem.

I screamed in pain as my whole body hurt.

"I'll be seeing you, Adalynn." He poofed off.

-Sam's POV-

Hearing someone scream in pain, I ran into the room the voice had come from, my eyes widened upon noticing the demon and Sappho.

"Ahh!" Sappho gasped as she fell to her knees with her hands tightly grasping her head. The green of her iris' flickered to a light shade of gold for less than a second before returning to their usual colour.

"Sappho." I spoke in a soft tone, trying to hide my rising panic. "Sappho, you can fight this."

"I can't..." She whimpered in a pained voice, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Gah!" Breathing heavily, it was clear she was trying to fight back, but it wasn't doing any good. Sappho turned to me. "Sam..." Suddenly, her eyes turned gold and her hair began to blow in a non-existent wind. Raising her hand, a force erupted from her palm throwing me backwards against the wall.

"Ahh!" I moaned, before holding my arm which was most likely broken judging by the pain.

The demon disappeared, five others replacing him.

As she walked towards me, Sappho placed her hand on the head of every demon she passed causing each of them to convulse before a yellow light exploded from their chest and their limp bodies fell to the ground.

Sappho stepped in front of me before reaching down and grabbing me round the throat. Lifting me up, she held me against the wall.

"Sappho!" I struggled. "Sappho, come on this isn't you..." I stated softly. "You're letting your powers control you, but you can fight it!"

"Your blood is impure." She stated.

"Sam!" Screamed Dean as he came running into the room with a gun in his hand. Aiming it, he fired three shots which echoed through the room.

"No!" I screamed.

Turning to face the bullets, Sappho slowly raised her hand, and time slowed. The bullets came to a stop in front of her hand, before dropping to the floor with a clatter. Sappho then turned back to me. Her iris' flickered to green for a few seconds, as if the real Sappho was trying to break through.

"Sappho..." I began in a gentle tone. "It's okay, it's okay..." I reassured.

A pain erupted in my chest as blood began to pour down the front of my shirt.

"Sam!" Dean screamed before finding himself stuck behind an invisible barrier that Sappho must have constructed.

"Ahh!" I moaned as I felt the blood leaving my body at a worryingly fast pace. I knew that I had to get through to her though, and I had to be quick. "Sappho, you can control it. Don't let it control you. You can fight it, Sappho!" I motivated, desperate to make her listen.

Her iris' flickered momentarily to green once again as I was sure I could see a tear forming in the corner of her eye.

"The evil shall be punished." Sappho spoke in a tone that was clearly not her own. The angels had manipulated her.

Gripping her hand into a fist, the pain intensified further. "Gah!" I cried out as my eyelids began to droop and the world darkened.

-Third Person POV-

"No!" Dean screamed, fighting the barrier which stopped him from reaching his little brother. "Sammy!"

The wind began to pick up in the room as the lights began to flicker and the windows smashed causing the millions of broken shards to rain down. Sappho rose into the air as her hair blew wildly. Lightening cracked loudly in the black sky of the starless night.

-Sappho's POV-

The voices inside my head screamed.

"Don't fight it!"

"You can't fight it!"

"The power is stronger than you'll ever be!

"You can't fight what's inside you, Adalynn."

"No!" I screamed, desperately trying to break free. Clawing at the thing that was keeping me prisoner inside my own body, I thought of Sam, and how he was lying close to death of the ground before me. I thought of Dean and how he was having to witness his little brother's slow death without anyway of interfering, as I had to when my Mom was killed. Spurred on by this, I let out another scream, before I fell abruptly to the floor, breathing heavily. I turned to Sam, and my eyes widened at the sight of the damage I had inflicted upon him. "Oh my god, Sam!..." I knelt beside him and gently took him in my arms, being careful not to hurt him. "Sam..." I began to shake him. "Please wake up..."

Sam groaned quietly before his eyes flickered open and fixed on mine as he looked up at me. "You got free." A weak smile lit up his face.

"I am so sorry..." A tear trickled down my cheek.

"Hey, it's okay..." Sam reassured.

I heard a gun cock behind me.

"Get away from him." Dean stated in a stern tone. I didn't blame him for reacting like this, I deserved everything he throws at me for what I've done to Sam.

"Dean-" Sam began, trying to reason with him.

"We need to get him to the hospital, he's lost a lot of blood." I stated.

"Not we." Dean uncocked the gun and dropped it to the floor. "I can manage, you've done enough."

"Dean, you need help getting to the hospital and I'm not leaving Sam till I know he's okay." I made it perfectly clear before wrapping an arm around Sam's shoulders and gently pulling him to his feet.

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