Taking the off road, Dean pulled into the parking lot of a motel before parking up in one of the spaces. "I don't know about you, but I'm starving."
"It's okay, I'm fine." I stated.
"You need to eat something." He insisted.
"I haven't got any money."
"We'll pay." Dean smiled. "Consider it a sorry we practically kidnapped you reimbursement." He grinned.
A twig snapping underfoot could be heard. Before I could even turn around, I was grabbed round the waist and pushed to the floor. Held down my a black eyed woman dressed in a dark purple t-shirt and a leather jacket, I tried to break free of her grasp, but she was too strong. With one hand at my neck, the man raised his other hand and began to chant something.
My eyes began to flicker as my heart seemed to go into slow motion, my lungs stopped taking in oxygen while my knees buckled beneath me. Putting out a hand to break my fall, as it made impact with the concrete of the parking lot, a ripple of power surged through my palm causing the ground to crack. My eyes widened. As my heart returned to it's regular pace, and my lungs were once again able to breathe deeply, I turned and looked up at the woman. "What did you do to me?"
"I didn't do anything, it was all you, you just needed a little push in the right direction." She stated.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Asked Dean.
The woman grabbed a knife from her pocket.
Before she could swing, Dean grabbed the woman's wrist in an attempt to disarm her of the knife. When this failed, he grabbed her round the waist while Sam, armed with a knife of his own, stabbed it into her chest.
My eyes widened as I gasped.
As her body began to convulse, a yellow light glowed from within the woman. After a few seconds, her limp body fell to the ground.
Sam rushed over and knelt down beside me. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm good." I nodded, even though I was still fighting through the pain in my stomach. Taking hold of Sam's hand, he pulled me to my feet.
A gust of wind swept momentarily through the parking lot before a man dressed in a muddy trenchcoat appeared out of nowhere.
"Cas? Are you going to tell us what the hell's going on?" Asked Dean.
"The girl has power, the angels were assigned to protect her from the demons." The man explained.
"Well a bang up job you did of that." Dean stated sarcastically.
"If you're protecting her, then why are there Enochian warding symbols on her house?" Sam queried.
"We placed hex bags in the house so that the demons couldn't find her, but they must've followed her, removed the hex bags and warded the house." He stated. "When we found out that Adalynn was in danger, the demons had already lured her into a building that we couldn't enter."
"The demons are after me?" My eyes widened. "So my Mom, and Daniel?..."
"It's not your fault, none of this is your fault." Dean stated.