Carry On My Wayward Son
The next day was filled with a tense, foreboding air that weighed heavily on everyone as they finished prepping for the hunt. Emmy primed and prepped her bow and arrows for the fight as Pip checked to make sure that Elliot, her rifle, was still in working condition."Where's Cas and Gabe?" Emmy asked quietly as she set aside the compact bow and slipped into her favorite emerald green and black plaid flannel. Pippin didn't respond immediately at first, her movements slow and calculated as she finished lacing up her sneakers, snatching up her silver knife from the bedside table and placing it into her back pocket. She scooped up the bowl with the necessary ingredients to preform the Demon Bomb spell before finally lifting her head to look at Emmy.
"They had some important Angel errand to run." Pippin responded dully and she shuffled out of the room before Emmy could question her further. She managed to avoid any more interrogation from Emmy until they were strapped, against Emmy's insistence, into Ghost. They followed behind Dean's Impala and Pippin tried not to think about how Castiel was doing.
Castiel glared at Gabriel as the Archangel munched nervously on the lollipop in his mouth. The older Angel firmly ignored the pointed glare he was receiving from his younger brother, guilt and suspicion boiling and rolling in his gut heavily. Pippin had an ulterior motive for making the two Angels stay behind, he was sure of it, but as reluctant as he was to admit it he had no idea as to what it was. Oh he had his hunch though.
"So what was the important Angel errand?" Emmy asked quietly, painfully aware of the fact that there was zero music playing in the car right now. Pippin's eye looked at her from the corner of her eye before switching to focus on the road once more.
"They didn't say." She huffed and Emmy turned in her seat so she was facing Pippin, a serious expression crossing her face briefly while she studied Pippin's face. Emmy was far from stupid or innocent. She knew a lot more than she let on and she could tell Pip was lying to her.
"Pip I've known you for years...you can't lie to me about this." She pointed out and Pip's white knuckle grip on the steering wheel tightened even further. Em was almost worried she was going to snap the wheel in half.
"I plead the fifth." She growled out from behind her teeth as she tried her hardest not to crack under all the pressure that had been building up between her and everyone else. How could she do that to Cas? Betray him like that? She felt like the lowest form of scum on the planet, even lower than Demons. Emmy's eyebrows rose up and vanished behind her bangs as she stared in bewilderment at her friend.
"Pippin-" Emmy started gently.
"Fricking drop it, Emmy!" Pip cut off the younger hunter mid-sentence and Emmy felt her jaw drop open in shock. Pip almost never snapped at her like that. Emmy retreated back into the relative safety of her seat before Pippin parked next to the Impala. Em scrambled out of Ghost and popped open the trunk as Pippin face planted into the steering wheel hard, freaking out everyone else as Ghost let out a loud honk. Dean practically ripped the driver side door open as he glared angrily at her.
"You trying to get us killed!?" He snapped and Pippin merely snorted in disgust before pushing past him and slamming her door shut.
"Go kill the demon's asshat." She muttered tiredly while Emmy handed her Elliot, cocking it dramatically for an extra special flare. Pippin accepted the rifle from Em and put it up to her shoulder.
"We wait for their signal." She whispered hoarsely to Emmy as the two brothers went off in the direction of the empty and abandoned ware house. The silence that descended upon them afterwards was uncomfortable and heavy, obvious tension showing between the way the two woman hunters were interacting. All at once there was a bright explosion and both woman jumped to their feet and dashed towards the warehouse at a speed that shouldn't have been possible. One demon that hadn't been killed by the bomb stepped out to stab Emmy, the hunter dropping to her knees and sliding under his outstretched arm, while Pip reached over and smiled him. The two continued on without stopping, laying waste to any monster that stood in their way. Their backs slammed against the entrance to the warehouse and they nodded once at each other before spinning inside, gun loaded and arrow ready to fly. It took a moment for their eyes to adjust to the dimmed light but once they had the two woman immediately noticed the huge amount of black shadows sprawled across the walls.
Gabriel's sudden movement started Castiel slightly as the older Angel stood up and stretched his wings before turning to his little brother.
"You be good now Cassie. Big bro has some important errands to attend to." He smirked at Cas before taking off, leaving him alone with the fire. Castiel looked up at the ceiling above him, locating the pipe that was pumping water into the fish tank Emmy owned for her turtles. The ceiling creaked and groaned under the invisible stress it was being put under as Castiel attempted to pull the pipe down through the floor with his Grace.
Emmy and Pippin had met up with the Winchesters further along in the warehouse, both brothers already bloody and exhausted.
"I'm almost impressed Pippy!" The voice rang out and every hunter present froze in their tracks. Emmy felt the anger and rage building up in her chest and she jumped forward right into Vela, cracking her in the head with her compact bow. The bow didn't snap until Vela growled, reaching up and snatching it from her grasp. She ducked exactly as Pip fired Elliot, the bullet missing her by inches.
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