Leave My Wings Alone

After hanging up the phone, Dean glanced at the wall clock. It was almost 06:30 in the afternoon, and the sky had darkened a lot. The street that could still be seen clearly could only be barely discerned by the flickering street lights.

He showered himself as fast as he could while waiting for Sam to come back, then put on a white T-shirt and slacks, sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the TV.

The news program broadcast was rebroadcasting the murder report in the morning, Dean put the remote control at hand, and listened carefully to the female anchor explaining the process of the case.

Kate didn't lie to them, and her story matched exactly what was reported, except for the parts she shouldn't have told others.The photographer took a remote shot of the scene of the crime. Because the scene was too bloody, the shot just flashed by, and then switched to the scene where Kate, who was arrested at the scene, was escorted to the police car with her arms held down.The photographer gave her a close-up of her face. She seemed to have suffered a lot, and her expression was almost dull. After a few seconds, the camera cut back to the front-line reporter. She opened her mouth to say a few words, but Dean didn't say a word. Did not listen.

He grabbed the remote with his hand and tried to play back the screen, but it was obviously useless, and the TV turned off under his random pressing.

As soon as the screen went black, Dean's thoughtful face appeared on the screen the next moment.He stood up to start the computer in the room, and then quickly searched for the keywords of Kate's murder. A few seconds later, he clicked on the news video on the webpage, and was holding the mouse to fast forward, when he heard a door open Voice.

"Dean, I'm back." It was Sam.

Dean turned his head to talk to him, but when he saw the figure standing behind Sam, he shouted in shock: "Sammy, back!"

Fortunately, Sam reacted quickly enough. He hurriedly turned around to look behind him, and the venomous eyes of the people behind him happened to collide with him. Sam hurriedly took two steps back, and said incredulously, "Amy?!"

"Look at her looking like she's about to kill, she's not Amy anymore!" Dean pulled Sam in and was about to shut Amy out of the door, but unfortunately the thin girl moved faster than him and jumped straight away came in.

It was only then that Dean saw that she was holding a sharp knife in her hand, the surface of the knife looked eerie under the light, and he tried to talk to her: "Amy, this is not something you should hold, put it down."

But Amy is utterly ungrateful, and she's gathering strength for an attack.

Sam was slowly stepping back and staring at Amy when suddenly he noticed something and said to Dean, "Look at her bracelet, that's not the one she was wearing this morning!"

Dean then looked at the brown bracelet wrapped around Amy's wrist and thought he knew what Castiel was talking about because Amy was wearing her brother's bracelet with dried blood on it , which was splashed by Arno when he committed the murder.

"No…" Dean muttered, and then he let out his confusion aloud, "That's impossible, I've detected it with EMF, it's just a normal braided rope chain!"

While talking, Amy had already pounced on her, and Sam could barely meet her, trying to grab her hand holding the knife, but unexpectedly, Amy's strength was amazing, and the two of them hit the table together.

"Sammy!" Dean rushed to help.

Sam struggled and said, "Quick, the EMF's in my outer pocket, go see if there's something wrong with that chain!"

Dean helped Sam suppress the manic Amy, he took the EMF close to Amy's wrist, and the red light quickly came on, accompanied by the siren that kept ringing.

"...Damn it." Dean exchanged a look with Sam in disbelief.

Amy seized the opportunity of the brothers' ecstasy, broke free from their restraints after a loud roar, and threw the knife at Dean.

Dean was caught off guard, knocked to the ground by her, and there was a pain in the back of his shoulder, and he couldn't help cursing, "This fuck."

Sensing something wrong with his facial expression, Sam hurriedly asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you, Dean?"

"My wings are going to be tortured to death by this woman." Dean gasped, and pushed Amy away hard, his left arm was scratched during the fight, "Bitch."

Sam rushed over and tried to drag Amy away, but Amy was frighteningly stubborn. No matter how hard Sam tried, her goal always seemed to be Dean.

Dean tried to free himself from Amy's impact, but the pain from the wings made him sweat, and he couldn't fight back at all. Seeing him in such pain, Sam ran around in a hurry, but he couldn't pull Amy up.

The three of them were stalemate when Dean's cell phone rang suddenly.

Dean rolled his eyes, cursing the unknown troublemaker in his heart, and he was going to ignore it, but the ringing rang persistently, so he struggled to pull out his phone from his trouser pocket, and the caller ID was Bobby.

Dean turned on speakerphone.

"Boys, I found out what you were dealing with."

"Then please tell me, we're both going to get killed by this shit," Dean said weakly.

"Dean?" Bobby quickly realized that the thing had found Winchesters, and he hurriedly explained its origin, "It's not possession, it's a hybrid Nshohe born of the Egyptian God of Love and other monsters, specially hunting Killing one of the couples. Kate didn't know where to get its necklace, and divided it into two bracelets. Nshohe controlled Arno to kill people through this, and it can move freely between the bracelets."

"Okay, so it's not possession... that means we're dealing with a son of a bitch besides Amy?!" Dean rolled his eyes skyward, and he elbowed Amy in pain.

"That's it, and you have to make sure you don't hurt Amy. The way to kill Nshohe is to burn his necklace."

"Where are we going to find another bracelet?!"

"I'll send someone to Arno Brown's house right now, hold on." Bobby quickly hung up the phone after finishing speaking, leaving a busy tone.

"Damn!" Dean was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and there was nothing he could do. Fortunately, Sam finally managed to pull Amy away from Dean, giving him a chance to escape.

He quickly got up, and Sam stood on one side and retreated into the room, while Amy stared at them from the other end, or rather, it was him.

"Listen, there's a plan here," Sam gasped. "We've got to find a way to get Amy's bracelet, burn it, and hold Amy until Bobby's reinforcements."

"Sounds like waiting to die," Dean said.

"Yes, but we have no other choice."

Sam rushed over after saying this, and Dean and his tacit understanding were very good. He followed closely and kicked the sharp knife aside when Amy dropped it during the fight.

"I got her!" Sam said, pressing Amy's arm.

Dean rushed over and grabbed Amy's wrist under the angry gaze, ripped off the bracelet, and turned to find the lighter.

Amy passed out the moment the bracelet came off her body, and Sam held her up, carried her to the bed, and stood there to wipe away the sweat.

"It's unbelievable that one day we will be tossed like this by a little girl." Dean stood at the head of the bed and lit the fire, put the bracelet on, and watched it slowly be consumed by the flames.

Sam was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw a figure suddenly appear beside Dean, she looked like an Indian woman, wearing a red dress, with a hideous face, she was reaching out her hand to grab Dean's neck.

It's Nshohe.

"Be careful next to you!"

The pair of wings that made Dean love and hate finally played a little role at this time. He had already noticed that there was something beside him when Nshohe appeared. At the same moment when Sam made a sound, he quickly picked up and put it The dagger that Castiel gave him on the bedside table stabbed at him.

The short knife plunged into Nshohe's body in an instant, but failed to stab her. Like the smoke clearing, her figure gradually became transparent, and then disappeared.

Dean knew it wasn't over, the dagger couldn't kill her at all, and only when the two bracelets were destroyed together would they be able to kill the monster completely.

Watching Dean's movements, Sam also pulled out the dagger in his inner pocket, keeping an eye on his surroundings all the time.

Nshohe quickly appeared behind him, and after being reminded by Dean, Sam swung the knife vigorously and stabbed her, and she disappeared soon.

Repeated this several times, although she can't hurt them for the time being, it is definitely not a wise choice to consume them like this. Their physical strength can't compete with the half-god and half-ghost monster. I'm calling.

Dean picked up the phone and put it on speaker while keeping an eye on his surroundings.

"We're dying, Bobby, can your buddy hurry up!" he yelled.

"What?" Bobby was stunned for a moment, and said strangely, "I just called to tell you that the bracelet has been burned."

No sooner had Bobby finished his sentence than Nshohe reappeared in the room, and she lunged at Dean, knocking him to the ground.

"Dean!" Sam called out to him.

"It's impossible, the bracelet at Arno's house has been burned to ashes!" Bobby also shouted eagerly, "Is there a third one?!"

When Dean was hit by sharp pain, he finally remembered one thing. In the report he saw on TV, there was a scene flashing on Kate, and she seemed to be wearing something on her hand. Just before trying to use the computer to pause the picture, Sam came back, followed by Amy, so he never had a chance to confirm what it was.

Now that I think about it, what Kate is holding must be another part of the necklace.

"Sam, I know where the other bracelet is. Kate prepared one for herself. The one she gave Amy is a counterfeit. Her own and Arno's are a pair." Dean was sweating all over his head, Nshohe's hand was already on his neck.

Although they knew where the bracelet was, they had no way to get it now. Sam watched Dean's eyes lose their luster a little bit, and almost passed out. He rushed forward and stabbed Nshohe several times with a short knife, but she didn't mind at all. Impressed.

"Dean!!"

Before he felt that he was about to lose consciousness, Dean blinked mechanically, he remembered a figure, he didn't know if it was for help or something else, and slowly pronounced his name: "Cas..."

At the same time, Nshohe's hand around his neck tightened, and suddenly let go. Dean got a chance to get away and quickly backed out, gasping for breath, and coughing continuously. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and saw Castiel standing Grab Nshohe by the collar in the middle of the room and lift her up.

"Cas!" Dean and Sam yelled together.

Castiel stood in the middle of the room wearing a trench coat, obviously dressed as a tax accountant, but he looked like a savior.

"Tell me what you did to Dean?" he said in a low voice, menacing in his eyes.

Nshohe struggled uselessly a few times, and then realized that she was no match for Castiel, and she stopped and babbled a bunch of words in Hindi, sounding like she was begging him to let her go.

Castiel pushed her away, looked at Nshohe who staggered back a few steps, raised a brown bracelet in his hand, and said to her expressionlessly: "THENGOTOHELL."

The next second his hand was on fire, and the bracelet burned to ashes amid Nshohe's desperate screams, and the last half-god and half-ghost Indian miscellaneous god also annihilated in pain.

After witnessing this scene with a blank face, Castiel turned and walked towards Dean, who was panting in shock. His deep blue eyes scanned the hunter's body, and then stretched out his hand to Dean's forehead. The young hunter's wound healed quickly up.

Dean heard his own voice shake, and he looked into Castiel's eyes and said, "Sometimes I doubt you're a god."

"I'm an angel, Dean."

"Oh, yes, exactly," Dean nodded forcefully. "You're an angel."

Castiel didn't understand the meaning of his words, just looked at him calmly, and then he went to heal Sam, after he finished he gave Dean a worried look, and said, "Nshohe is not the one who made you grow wings, she Nothing was done."

In the silence, Sam was the first to react, angrily and funnyly said: "So did we work for nothing and almost die?"

"No, at least we solved a case," Dean said calmly.