Bobby wasn't an idiot. He wasn't deaf or blind either. He had a feeling that those living under his roof thought that age was getting to him and forgot that he was a seasoned hunter who had not only had creatures come to get revenge against him, but that his own daughter had been killed in his home. Because of that Bobby had honed his already impressive skills. He'd had a suspicion about what was going on but last night he'd more than confirmed that John's boys needed buckshots shot so far up their asses they coughed up bullets. The only reason why he wasn't filling those two idgits with led was because, well, he felt that there was something weird going on.
No. He didn't mean that the whole fact that Chloe was sleeping with Sam on Bobby's sofa, or sleeping with Dean in her bathroom was the weird part (it was horribly wrong though!) but there was just something else that left him uneasy.
"Tell me you didn't know," he growled into the phone.
Pam cleared her throat. "About which part?"
He grumbled. "You knew that Chloe was sleeping with both boys, didn't you?" The silence on the other end was all answer he needed, and the man groaned as he removed his trucker cap from his head and used it to cover his face. "Pamela."
"Bobby, like it or not, they're her guardians. This was bound to happen."
He choked. "You knew before it even happened?"
"They are her guardians." Pamela seemed to think that was all she needed to say.
"Is there anything else you have been keeping from me?" He growled. "Because if so you're going to have to tell me now or I swear to god-!"
"Something's wrong. John did something and now, because of his actions, there's a darkness over the sanctuary."
Bobby's eyes narrowed, the hunter in him alert. "What sort of darkness?"
"I don't know for sure, Bobby, but it isn't good." Pamela let out a sigh. "I keep pulling out the King of Swords, and the Devil, and the Tower, and many other cards that can be interpreted in so many ways!" She sounded genuinely worried. "All I know is that in each and every spread the same two cards come out over and over again."
He was afraid to ask. "Which two cards, Pam?"
She took in a deep breath. "The Empress and the Star." There was a pause. "I see those two cards as representing Chloe and Lois."
"You're saying that whatever this darkness is, it has something to do with them."
"Or it is targeting them."
He let out a dark growl. "I won't let whatever it is touch them."
The sound of cards being turned over could be heard. "Empress... Star... Again, Bobby. Again."
"What do we do?" Bobby wanted to know.
There was a pause, and then: "Missouri and I want to come over. She's already here at my house. Maybe I can get a better reading if I'm there, and she'll see if she can feel anything out."
He nodded. "Come, spend a couple of days if you have to."
"See you soon, Bobster." And with that Pamela hung up the phone call.
Bobby ran his hand down his face.
It would seem that John's two idgit sons defiling his little princess were the least of his worries.
Chloe stared ahead of her and wondered what exactly was wrong. She hugged herself, cold despite the fact that out in the garden the sun was shining brightly down on her skin. The girl was almost blind to all that was going on around her, and that was something given the fact that everyone was in a panic, getting every last detail ready for the arrival of the unicorns' later that day.
A chill raced down her spine.
Dax chittered as she appeared in front of Chloe and wrapped herself around the blonde's neck. The firelizard shivered slightly.
"You feel it too, don't you?" Chloe caressed the creature's head, her gaze still ahead of her. "What is it?"
Dax merely made a complaining sound and curled tighter around Chloe's neck, knocking her snout against Chloe's jaw softly.
"Is it me, or is the sun dimmer than usual?" Lois arrived by Chloe's side and hugged herself. "I know that makes no sense but..."
Chloe continued to stare ahead of her. "I know what you mean. The sun is cold."
"It is!" Lois exclaimed in agreement. "I didn't want to say that because it sounds crazy and because, well, no one else seems to notice it."
"Something's not right." Chloe shook her head. "I don't think the unicorns should come here until we figure out what's going on. We need to get a message to the Powers That Be and tell them to hold off."
"I agree." Lois nodded, her eyes scanning the horizon. "I was just trying to figure out how to convince you to do just that."
Chloe finally turned to look at her cousin with a smile. "I'm going to ask Dante to do another patrol of the boundary. Have you noticed him lately? He's been uneasy."
"So has Neko," Lois agreed. "That cat's heckles have risen a couple of times while gazing out of the window."
Chloe licked her lips. "I noticed that as well."
The cousins shared worried looks.
Lois cleared her throat. "I'm going to find Adam and tell him to get ready for a patrol, Dean and Sam should as well. They are the guardians."
Chloe stared up at the house. "Something's wrong with them. They tell me that everything's okay... but I don't think it is." She took in a deep breath. "I'm going to look for them and tell them the plan."
Adam felt extremely uncomfortable as he talked to his mother on the phone out by the junkyard. He didn't know what it was, but there was something wrong. It was why he hardly paid attention to her nagging him to go back to school. He kept looking around him, feeling as if there was someone or something watching him from somewhere within the Salvage Yard.
"Mom, I have to go." The youngest Winchester ended the call and narrowed his eyes when the sound of something sliding down a mountain of metal caught his attention. "Hello? Is someone there?" Nothing. No answer. But that didn't mean that his feeling of being watched lessened to any degree.
"Envoy," a voice declared behind him.
Adam's eyes widened as he swung around to see nothing, but he could hear that voice that sounded like a million voices in one. "Who is there?"
He swung around, but there was no one there.
"What the hell are you doing?"
He turned to see Lois staring at him oddly as she walked towards him. "Did you just call me something?"
She raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"
He shook his head. "Nothing. I, uh, I think I've been out in the sun too long."
The brunette snorted. "Tough luck. You're gonna be getting more sunlight. Something is up and Chloe wants the group of us to spread out and patrol."
Adam looked behind his shoulder once more before he shook off the odd happening and turned back to Lois. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Lois shivered. "More like something's about to happen."
She could hear the arguing muffled by the hard oak wood door, and while she knew that it was wrong to listen in to the two of them Chloe was going crazy with the tension between the three of them. Dean had said that it was okay, that the situation they found themselves in wasn't an issue, but it obviously was an issue! And she'd tried to get them to sit down and talk about it all day but either one or the other would have some sort of reason why they couldn't talk at that moment and she knew that it was all excuses.
Listening in was wrong, but maybe she'd know how things really were and where they all stood.
"...future with her!"
Chloe took in a deep breath and, hand on the handle, eased the door slowly open so that there was a small gap and she was able to hear better.
"Screw that! If she's pregnant, it's with my kid!" Dean snarled. "I made sure last night that I counteracted whatever you did!"
The blonde froze in confusion. What?
"She is going to have my child, Dean. Not yours." Sam's voice was also a snarl. "She lost the twins she was going to have. Now she's going to have my daughter. And you just need to back off."
"You and your supposed visions don't get to tell me to back off!" Dean warned. "I listened to you after we slept with her that night, I agreed not to tell her about the future you'd seen in vision of her pregnant with twins and the fact that we had no idea who the father was. I agreed and I regret it every second."
"You blame me for what dad did." Sam's voice was dangerous. "Do you really think I wanted him to do that? That I had any clue what he was going to do?"
The blonde was rooted in place, unable to believe what she was hearing.
"It doesn't matter anymore," Dean snapped. "All that's important is that you need to realize that you're unwanted and unwelcome, that you need to go back to Stanford, and that the baby she's going to have is going to be mine."
"No." Sam's voice was curt. "We created a child last night, we created my daughter. Hers and mine. You have no place here."
"If anyone created a baby last night, it was me."
Horror filled her as she brought her hand to her stomach. What had she done? What had she allowed? She could be pregnant for these two selfish, childish assholes! This wasn't a game! This wasn't a competition! This was her life! She'd just barely survived her miscarriage and they'd done something like this without even thinking about her or her health, or even her mental state! How could they do this to her? Even if they didn't love her they should've cared enough about her to not do something like this!
That horror turned to anger and then fury as all sorts of dark thoughts coursed through her. It was as if the inner light within her was becoming shrouded by thick shadows.
There was a pause, and then Sam gasped. "Did you feel that?"
Dean took in a deep breath. "What the hell was that?"
Chloe pushed the door open and the movement caused both guys to turn to see her there, their eyes wide. "Get out."
Sam opened his mouth.
"Chloe-," Dean began.
"Get. Out." Chloe glared at them. "Pack your bags and get the fuck out of my house! I don't want to see either of you ever again!"
Sam blanched. "Chloe, please, just hear us-."
"I've heard enough!" She stormed into the room. "Apparently there's been visions in which I have kids for one or two of you, and yet instead of actually telling me this and treating me like an adult who can decide things for herself you two decide to try and get me pregnant without me even knowing! You treated me like an idiot! You didn't-."
"No, Chlo-," Dean tried.
She ignored him, that darkness rising deep within her, deeper and thicker. "I nearly died not too long ago because your father forced me to have a miscarriage! You have no idea how much that's messed me up! And yet neither of you had the decency to think about me, my health, my mental state, before trying to get me pregnant again just to win some stupid competition between the two of you!"
"It isn't like-." Sam tried.
"It is! That is exactly what this is!" Chloe glared at them. "And I want you both gone."
Dean was pale. "We're guardians-."
She stormed up to him, just barely keeping herself from hitting him. "You're not guardians. You're the people I need protection from."
Both boys flinched as if she actually had hit them.
The darkness continued to rise within her before it reached her inner light and shadowed it completely as it began to descend and envelope everything within. "I was trying to figure out what was wrong with the sanctuary, and it seems I've found the source of the problem." She stared between the two of them in disgust. "I'll tell Bobby an old friend called you two and needed help on a case." She moved towards the door and grabbed hold of the frame as the darkness within her consumed her light completely. "Don't ever come back."
And with that she turned and left.
"Something's not right." Lois watched as the Impala sped away, a cloud of dust nearly hiding it from view.
Adam leaned against his own car and waited for Sam to emerge so he could take him to the bus station. "This is why you don't fall for the same girl. It doesn't ever end well."
"That's not what I mean." Lois looked around her at the shadows that seemed to darken more and more as the Impala grew further and further away. "I-I need to talk to Chloe." With that she turned and hurried out towards the garden, where Chloe had stormed to moments before Dean had started throwing his things into the Impala and Sam had asked Adam to take him and his things to the bus station.
Adam watched Lois go, and nearly followed after her, but Sam finally came out with his bags. The youngest Winchester was forced to stay where he was and not go after the brunette, as his gut was telling him to.
Bobby watched Adam drive Sam away in his car and couldn't help but feel that this was wrong. Sure, he wanted to throttle both idgits for what they'd done to his daughter, but he also understood their importance to this sanctuary. They were guardians. And what happened to the sanctuary, to the Lighthouse, when there weren't any guardians anymore?
Lois skidded to a stop as she stared at the chaos that was alive in the garden. The muscaliets were crying out, all huddled together, shivering in terror. The other creatures that inhabited there weren't that better off. The Water Nymphs wouldn't surface from the water and the Golden Dawn were inside the safety of their little homes, even their windows locked shut.
Leaning against the house, Ben hugged his knees to his chest and cried into them, his face scrunched up.
Heart in her mouth, Lois hurried towards the ghost. "What is it?"
Ben stared up at her, fear in his eyes before he pointed out in a single direction.
Somehow she knew this had to do with Chloe, that feeling in her gut just warning her that something terrible was about to happen.
Lois looked up at the house, fighting with her mind (which told her to go find Bobby for backup) and her gut (which told her that if she did that it would be too late). The brunette growled and turned as she broke out in a dead sprint in the direction that Ben had pointed in.
The creature watched the Lighthouse as she moved, a puppet on its strings, coming closer and closer. The bond between the Lighthouse and the Guardians had been fractured, as planned, and now not only the sanctuary was vulnerable, but so was she.
It watched as the hellhound and the bakeneko raced forwards, the creatures on either side, while the firelizard chittered in unease from around her neck. The sight made it grin, showing a mouthful of thousands of pointed teeth. The Guardians were gone, the Envoy was not around, and the Acolyte should be hurrying towards them.
"Chloe!" As expected, the Acolyte cried out the Lighthouse's name as she crested over the hill, unease visible on her features. "Chloe, something is wrong, something is very wrong!"
"I know." The Lighthouse's voice shook as she stared around her. "I followed the cold here, look." She pointed straight towards the creature and it nearly drew back in shock. "Look at the darkness in those woods. It shouldn't be that dark, that impenetrable pitch black, not at this time of the day."
Ahhh. So the Lighthouse still couldn't see it, but was becoming wiser.
In seconds the hellhound turned into its true, fiery form.
At the same moment, the bakeneko transformed into its true form as well. It was around the same size as the hellhound transformed, and yet its body seemed to be made of moving shadows. The only thing stable about it were its glowing eyes and sharp fangs.
The Lighthouse and the Acolyte both looked shocked. Apparently they had yet to see the bakeneko in its true form.
The firelizard curled tighter around the Lighthouse's neck, almost chokingly, as stared straight at it.
The creature's eyes widened. The small thing could see it. The hellhound and the bakeneko could both sense it, but the firelizard actually saw it. How fascinating.
The further Dean got from the Singer Salvage Yard, the clearer his mind seemed to get and the more horrified he found himself to be of Sammy's and his behavior. He couldn't blame Chloe for how she'd blown up at them. He and Sammy had deserved all that she'd said. They'd acted like possessive children who didn't want to share a toy, and had seemed to forget all-together that that toy actually had feelings and thoughts and was her own person. He had no idea what had come over him. Shame made him pull over by the side of the road and rest his forehead against the steering wheel.
Images of him arguing with Sammy, of him envisioning hurting Sammy, and then doing what he did to Chloe with no thought to the pain and trauma she'd gone through so recently...
"I'm a fucking dick!"
He understood that, it was plain to see... now that he wasn't in the sanctuary.
Dean's eyes narrowed as unease filled him.
Something wasn't right.
Now that he was free he knew deep down inside that the Dean of the last few days had been the worst version of him, one that had been brought out by something or someone else. Probably with this outcome in mind.
He and Sammy were the guardians. Without them, the sanctuary and the Lighthouse were vulnerable.
"Sonofabitch." Dean shifted gears and made a rapid, illegal U-turn as he pressed down on the gas and sped back towards the Singer Salvage Yard, a terrible feeling in his stomach telling him it was already too late.
"Stop the car."
Adam turned to look at his brother. "What is it?"
"Stop. The. Car." Sam hissed and then yelled as he grabbed his head. For the last couple of miles he'd been silently wondering when in the world he'd become the world's worse person, and the more distance that'd grown between him and the sanctuary the more ashamed and embarrassed he'd been of his behavior. And now, to make things worse, he could feel a brain-splitting vision coming on.
Chloe and Lois in somewhere dark, the only light they had was Dante's fiery body.
He cried out as the pain threatened to leave him breathless.
Chloe and Lois backing away as Neko snarled at something in the shadows.
Sam gripped at his hair so tightly he tore some from his scalp.
Chloe and Lois backed against a rocky wall, Dax the only thing standing between them and something which emerged from the darkness.
And then the vision was gone, Sam's eyes wide in horror. "We have to go back to the house."
"But I thought-?" Adam looked at him in confusion.
"Chloe and Lois are in danger." Sam turned to Adam. "We have to go back! Now!"
Adam's eyes widened and he turned the wheel viciously. "Why didn't you just say that?!"
"What do you mean you can't get in?" Bobby had been waiting at the house for the women to arrive, and this was not the phone call he'd been expecting.
"I mean-," Pam began.
"She means," Missouri's voice could be heard, "that the dome is keeping us out."
"What?" Bobby hurried to the window. "But it only keeps out evil creatures."
"Not anymore, something is wrong with it." That was Pam. "Something's very wrong, Bobby. You need to get the girls and get out of there. Now."
Missouri's words caused the hair on the back of Bobby's neck to raise. "If it lets you."
He dropped the phone and hurried out of the front door, yelling Chloe and Lois' names.
"Chloe?" Lois leaned in as the darkness encircled them like a slithering wall which slowly rose higher and higher.
Neko and Dante stood on each of the women's sides, hissing and growling.
The blonde grabbed at her chest. "Something-something's-Lois!"
"Chloe?" Lois' hazels left the blanket of darkness to stare at her cousin in horror. "You're turning blue!"
Suddenly the darkness completely enveloped them, and once it did the world beneath them gave way as they were consumed by darkness.