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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 19:42:04 GMT -5
Charlie whirled around on the spot and fired, right over Sam's shoulder, hitting someone who had been directly behind him. Dean raised his eyebrows, impressed. "You go, Robo-Charlie." She grinned at him and tapped her earpiece.
"No one forced you to come along." growled Cas to Crowley.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 19:48:17 GMT -5
"Oh I'm having the time of my life, thank you." Crowley shot back. He hadn't really considered until now actually being here, he had just been desperate to get off the beach.
Sam ducked away, then looked at Charlie and grinned. "You're getting pretty good with that thing." He congratulated her.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 20:12:25 GMT -5
"Thanks." said Charlie, before rejoining Reese at the front of the group. Finally, they arrived at the building where they had last seen Claire. Cas was on edge, glancing around as Dean worked on the lock.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 20:19:34 GMT -5
Claire was lying on a couch inside, staring at the ceiling with a dazed expression. Every now and then she gave a start and tried to get up, but then sank back down slowly, relaxing again.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 20:24:08 GMT -5
Finally, Dean got the door open. "Cas, hang...on." he finished as Cas rushed inside. Cas ran over to Claire and knelt over her. "Claire? Claire, it's me."
Reese walked backwards into the building, watching for intruders. Charlie switched off the TV which was playing a strange compilation.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 20:29:08 GMT -5
Crowley wandered in after them, clapping his hands over his ears until Charlie turned the screen off. "What don't these people do?" He muttered under his breath.
Claire let out a high-pitched shriek, turning away and burying her face in her arms in apparent fright, although a note of anger was also in her panicked voice. "No! No, you're not real, you're not."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 20:33:13 GMT -5
Cas tilted his head at her, eyes soft and confused. "Claire..." Then he spotted the small marks by her eye, the ones made by the brainwashing headphones she'd been wearing a short time ago. "What did they do to you?" he muttered, reaching out almost instinctively to touch the marks.
"It's a brainwashing tape." said Dean, examining it then throwing it aside. "Damn lunatics."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 20:38:02 GMT -5
Claire lashed out, kicking both legs at Cas's chest. Her eyes were wild and unfocused, and she got up and tried to run out the door, her long white medical gown tripping her up.
"Dammit." Sam cursed, then whipped around at the sudden noise. "Cas."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 20:40:34 GMT -5
"Claire!" called Cas, standing up to go after her.
"Woah, woah, woah, okay, Claire." said Dean, grabbing her so she couldn't escape. "Just cool it, kid." He looked at Sam for help.
"We need to move. We've got one more to rescue and we're almost out of time." said Reese.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 20:44:21 GMT -5
James was fidgeting nervously, unable to stay in one place for more than a couple seconds. "Yes, we need to go."
Claire tried to punch Dean, but was grabbed from the other side by Sam. "Claire, take it easy, just-" it whatever he was going to say next was cut off by Crowley hitting the struggling girl, knocking her out cold.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 20:47:49 GMT -5
Cas rushed forward, pinning Crowley to the wall by his throat. He stared him down, eyes narrowed and fierce enough he would've almost certainly transformed if he had the power. "Touch her again..." he said venomously, "You die."
Dean stared at the two of them nervously as he picked up Claire's limp form.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 20:53:18 GMT -5
Crowley stared back, eyes defiant. "You're welcome. She was about to get everyone, including herself, caught. Whatever they did to her I can promise you what would have happened then would have been much. Worse." He paused, letting the words sink in. "So next time you people want to get bloody caught, don't take me along."
"Guys, there's more coming." Carl announced from behind them, staring at the unconscious girl but not mentioning it.
"We've gotta go, Cas." Sam said urgently.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 20:56:32 GMT -5
Cas's expression was downright murderous - it was perfectly clear that he would've liked to murder Crowley right then and there. But instead, he tossed him violently to the floor and turned back to the crew. "Let's go."
Reese and Charlie led the way towards the cells, doing their best to clear a safe path.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 21:00:58 GMT -5
Crowley struggle to his feet, looking quite grumpy. "Don't mention it." He shouted after Cas, then turned to Sam, who was still staring at him. "Move along, Moose, we're on a bit of a time frame here."
James kept almost running ahead, unable to relax. "Hurry." He muttered to them, searching the cages. His heart sank when he didn't see his brother, because that meant they were doing who-knew-what to him.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 21:05:36 GMT -5
"They're not here." said Reese, glancing down the row of outdoor cages. "Dammit, they must be inside."
Dean was still carrying Claire, and Cas was standing protectively in front of them as if to serve as a human shield.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 21:11:06 GMT -5
Suddenly, Shaw appeared from around the corner, a fresh cut on her left cheek sending drops of blood running down her face. She stopped abruptly, seeing the crowd. "Re-uh-Riley?" She said, barely correcting herself.
"Who are you?" James asked, while Carl aimed his gun carefully but waited.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 21:12:46 GMT -5
Reese raised his eyebrows. "Stand down." he ordered James. "Hey Shaw." he said with a half-smile. "It's good to see you."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 21:18:02 GMT -5
"Yeah, you too." Shaw walked forward, eyeing the others and glancing around. "What happened? Where's everyone else?"
"Can we please catch up later?" Crowley asked pointedly. James seemed to agree. "Tom needs help, now."
"Wait." Shaw stared hard at James for a moment. "....James?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 21:19:12 GMT -5
"Shaw, did you see Tom?" asked Reese. "Tall, slim guy, black hair?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 21:21:54 GMT -5
"Yeah, he was with me." Shaw answered, pointing behind her. "We got separated during a fight."
"We have to go." James said, glancing urgently at Reese.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 21:22:45 GMT -5
"Alright." said Reese. "James, you're with me. Shaw, help the others get to the edge of camp safely - we can't bring a kid in there."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 21:27:03 GMT -5
Carl seemed to decide they were talking about Claire.
Shaw jerked her head to the rest, herding them towards the edge. "Don't worry about trying to find us." She called to Reese over her shoulder. "If we don see you we'll head back to camp."
James turned expectantly to Reese, waiting for him to lead the way.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 21:35:26 GMT -5
Reese did - carefully leading the way towards the glass cages.
(Small timeskip)
"Do you hear that?" Reese paused, hearing a strange collection of sounds, like someone was watching TV.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 21:37:40 GMT -5
James paused listening. His blue eyes widened, and he turned to Reese with grim expression. "Brainwashing?" He suggested quietly.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 21:42:06 GMT -5
"I dunno." said Reese. "Let's go find out." They walked carefully down the hall until they reached a room. Looking in through the window, they could see Tom, face bloody, barely conscious, staring blankly at the screen, which was playing something similar to what Claire was seeing.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 21:45:40 GMT -5
"Oh, Tom." James whispered, looking horrified. "What have they done to you?" He stared at his beaten little brother, then lunged for the door and began trying to wrench it open.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 21:48:17 GMT -5
"Stand back." said Reese, then shot the lock off the door.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 21:53:44 GMT -5
James obeyed, then pushed the door open and ran in. First he attacked the screen controls, turning them off with significantly more force then necessary. The he scrambled over to his brother, grabbing his hand and peering gently into his face. "....Tom? Can you hear me?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 7, 2016 21:59:05 GMT -5
Tom stared dazedly at James, eyelids half-closed, eyes unfocused like he wasn't really seeing him. His mouth was hanging slightly open.
"Can he walk?" asked Reese, staring nervously down the corridor.
They were almost out of camp when it happened. "Dean!" called Cas, sensing the armed men just before they rounded the corner. Having only a split second to make a decision, he suddenly stepped between them and Dean(who was still holding Claire). They all fired and he reeled back, but continued walking straight towards them, clearing the rest of them a path.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 7, 2016 22:06:14 GMT -5
Shaw stared at Cas, stunned. However, there wasn't time to ask questions, so she settled on him having a bullet proof vest and waved people after him, taking up the rear.
Ben emerged, then froze at the sight of Cas. He must have ten...fifteen.....maybe twenty bullets in him by now. "Jacob?" He murmured to himself, shocked.
"Doesn't matter." James lifted Tom gently, holding the younger brother in his arms and turning determinedly to Reese. "Let's go."
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