Beginning of the End Δ SPN [ 3 ]

chapter thirty-two

Michael waves his hand and the other four fall to their knees in pain.

"Now, this... just feels right. Hope is an amazing thing, isn't it?" Michael asks. "You had no chance of winning this. None. But you had hope -- hope that I wouldn't see you coming, but I saw everything. And now I have my perfect vessel. I've just destroyed the one weapon that could really hurt me. Thanks for bringing that, by the way."

Cas gets up and approaches Michael who grabs him by the collar.

"Don't interrupt me." Michael says. Sam throws holy oil on Michael and it burns for a second and Cas slaps angel cuffs on Michael's wrists. "You think these can hold me?"

"Yes, we do." Cas states.

Michael's eyes glow blue for a few seconds, but nothing happens.

"Ha!" Evie laughs in his face, ignoring the menacing glare directed at her.

"Dean. Come on, Dean. Are you in there?" Sam asks.

"Dean's not home right now. Please leave a message." Michael says.

"Okay, Taylor." Evie mumbles, rolling her eyes.

They hear multiple sirens.

"Oh, right. That. Did you forget? My monsters are out there, building an army." Michael says. Sam's phone rings and he answers it, but Evie doesn't pay attention to the conversation. He hangs up and Jack hands him a machete.

"Thanks." Sam says.

"Okay, what's the plan?" Jack asks.

"With the angel cuffs on, Michael's under control." Sam says.

"Keep telling yourself that." Michael says.

"Get him downstairs, dump him in the trunk of the Impala, and take him back to the bunker." Sam says.

"But Garth is in the trunk." Jack says.

"It's a big trunk." Sam shrugs and Michael also shrugs.

There's commotion outside the door, alerting them all.

"Monsters!" Jack exclaims.

"More like the calvary. I called them." Michael says. "It's a party!"

"Sam, I don't know how long I can hold them." Cas says.

"Yeah, well, we have to get Dean out of here." Sam says.

"Yeah, well, we can't go this way." Cas says.

"It's not like any of us can fly." Jack says.

"Well, one of us can." Michael says.

"Shut up!" Sam and Evie snap.

"Sam, are we gonna die here?" Jack asks.

"Jessica?" Sam suddenly yells. "You said you're always here, right?"

"Sam, what are you doing?" Cas asks.

"Billie-- uh, uh, Death assigned a reaper to keep an eye on Dean, Evie, and me. Her name is Jessica, and she is always--"