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Sorry for the long wait.

Chapter 23

Harry sprawled in the backseat of the Impala as Dean drove down the highway. He stared up at the Impala's roof, not in the mood to really do anything. Halloween was in a few days and that was never a good time for him. Hopefully this year would be better than previous ones. At least Sam was getting some sleep so that'd be one person not grumpy when they got to wherever they were headed. Harry blinked as a paper landed on his chest and then looked to the front and Dean. "See if you can find us something." Dean called and Harry opened the paper to read.

"Think I got something." He told his cousin after a while.

"What is it?"

"Guy ate razor blades and died. They were in the Halloween candy. Why on earth would you keep eating after the first ouch?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Not much but we should check it out in case." Dean answered.


Harry sat at the table, reading over the information dug up on Luke Wallace. It sucked but he was too young to be believable as an agent. He could use a glamour but then he risked it being disrupted. And that would lead to having to obliviate people and he hated that sort of magic. He could use it but he didn't like messing with people's minds, especially those with no defence. Harry grabbed his phone as it rang.

"Dean?"

"We found the witch, wanna join in?"

"Sure, I'll see you there." Harry grabbed what he needed and left the motel room to meet up with his cousins. This sort of thing made his blood boil. How dare they use magic for this sort of thing and to sell your soul for it? Idiotic. He apparated right out of the room and into the backseat of the Impala. Neither of his cousins jumped since they were used to the sound of him apparating now. "So what's going on?"

"That's her apartment up there." Sam pointed it out and Harry nodded, studying it magically.

"Got some nice wards up." He told them. "And yes she will know if we go in there. On the downside, she isn't home so any idea where she is?"

"None, we were hoping she was here."

"Time to split up and search the town then." Dean grumbled. Sam and Harry nodded, getting out of the car to search around, Dean heading for Tracy's friends.

Harry wandered around town, all senses reaching out to find the witch. They had to find her before she could raise Samhain. He was rather mad that a demon had taken the name of the day as its own. Sure Harry hated Halloween since it was the day his parents had been murdered and all through school something bad had happened, usually an attack. But it was the day when the barriers between worlds were at their thinnest. Harry had sworn to never use the Stone again but on this day he didn't need it, he could see his lost loved ones stopping by to check up on him even if they couldn't speak to each other. And instead of getting to interact with them on some level he may end up fighting a seriously powerful demon. Eventually he gave up and headed back to the motel, seeing Sam and the Impala pulling in. "So?" Dean called as they both made it over to the car.

"Tracy was nowhere I could find. Any luck with her friends?" Sam answered as Dean got out.

"Nah, luck is not our style. Her friends don't know where she is. It's like the bitch popped a broomstick."

"I couldn't see or feel her anywhere." Harry told them even as he hit Dean for the broomstick comment. They headed towards their room, Dean biting back a snort at the sight of a kid dressed as an astronaut.

"She could be making the third sacrifice any time." Sam grumbled, lowering his voice with the kid getting closer.

"Yes, thank you Sam."

"Trick or treat." The boy said, holding his candy bucket up.

"This is a motel."

"So?"

"So we don't have any candy."

"No, we have a ton in the uh…" Sam disagreed, pointing back at the car.

"We did, but it's gone." Dean told them and Sam and Harry stared at him, unimpressed. "Sorry kid, we can't help ya."

"I want candy."

"Well, I think you've had enough." The kid glared at Dean, narrowing his eyes.

Harry shook his head, quickly conjuring some sweets in his pocket. "Here kid." He tossed the lollies into the bucket and got a smile. As the kid walked past Dean he shoved into him and Dean put his hands up. Harry and Sam laughed as Sam opened their room door only to go for his gun and then relax as he recognised Castiel. Harry saw the angel and smiled at him. "Hey Castiel."

"Lord Potter." He greeted him respectfully even as Uriel scoffed in the background. Castiel watched as the young Master of Death looked at the other angel. Uriel needed to learn to treat humans better. Harry would not stand for his attitude and he was no longer just a wizard or even strictly human.

"Have you found the witch?" Uriel demanded.

"We know who it is." Sam answered warily. Harry kept himself between the new angel and his family, this angel did not give him a good feeling and he was the best equipped to do something should he try anything.

"And apparently she is aware of who you are too." Castiel told them, tossing the hex bag to Harry who studied it and then incinerated it. "If we hadn't found it one of you would be dead." The angel pointed out, though he knew Harry could have stopped it if they had found it in time. "Do you know where the witch it now?"

"We're working on it." Dean answered.

"That's unfortunate." Castiel murmured and the three stiffened in alarm.

"What do you care?" Dean demanded.

"The raising of Samhain is one of the 66 seals."

"So this is about your buddy Lucifer." Dean shook his head and Uriel moved closer.

"Lucifer is no friend of ours."

"It's just an expression."

"Lucifer cannot rise. The breaking of the seal must be prevented at all costs." Castiel tried to calm them down a little.

"Okay, great, well now that you're here, why don't you tell us where the witch is, we'll gank her and everybody goes home."

"We are not omniscient. This witch is very powerful; she's cloaked even our methods."

"Okay, well we already know who she is, so if we work together –" Sam offered only to be cut off.

"Enough of this."

"Okay, who are you and why should I care?" Dean snapped and Uriel turned to look at him.

"This is Uriel; he's what you might call a… specialist." Castiel introduced him and Harry's eyes narrowed.

"What kind of specialist? What are you going to do?" The wizard asked warily, not liking where this was going at all.

"You – uh, the three of you – you need to leave this town immediately."

"Why?" Dean absently rubbed the hand mark on his shoulder without realising it.

"Because we're about to destroy it." Castiel admitted.

"So this is your plan, you're gonna smite the whole friggin' town?" Dean snarled.

"We're out of time. This witch has to die, the seal must be saved." Castiel told them, trying to make them understand. He did not want to kill so many but there was no other choice.

"There are a thousand people here." Sam stared at the angels in shock, they wouldn't really kill so many, would they?

"One thousand two hundred fourteen." Uriel told him and Sam glared at him.

"And you're willing to kill them all?"

"This isn't the first time I've… purified a city."

"Look, I understand this is regrettable." Castiel tried, shooting a look at the other angel, they needed the three to cooperate not shoot them.

"Regrettable?" Harry snorted in disgust.

"We have to hold the line. Too many seals have broken already."

"So you screw the pooch on some seals and this town has to pay the price?"

"It's the lives of one thousand against the lives of six billion. There's a bigger picture here." Castiel explained, seeing the look of disgust on Harry's face. "You fought a war; you know that this must sometimes be done."

"No, there is never a reason to kill so many innocent civilians." Harry denied.

"Lucifer cannot rise. He does and hell rises with him. Is that something that you're willing to risk?"

"We'll stop this witch before she summons anyone. Your seal won't be broken and no one has to die." Sam tried.

"We're wasting time with these mud monkeys."

"I'm sorry, but we have our orders." Castiel turned away from them.

"No, you can't do this, you're angels, I mean aren't you supposed to – You're supposed to show mercy." Sam denied.

"Says who?" Uriel sneered at him.

"We have no choice."

"Of course you have a choice. I mean, come on, what? You've never questioned a crap order, huh? What are you both, just a couple of hammers?"

"Look, even if you can't understand it, have faith. The plan is just."

"How can you even say that? There's nothing just about killing so many people." Harry spat out and then tightened his shields when the lamp began to rattle.

"Because it comes from heaven, that makes it just."

"Oh, it must be nice, to be so sure of yourselves." Dean sneered.

"Tell me something, Dean, when your father gave you an order, didn't you obey?" Castiel asked and Dean looked at him sadly.

"Well sorry boys, looks like the plans have changed." Dean grinned.

"You think you can stop us?" Uriel asked in amusement and Dean walked over to get in his face, making Sam and Harry tense.

"No, but if you're gonna smite this whole town, then you're gonna have to smite us with it, because we are not leaving. See, you went to the trouble of busting me out of hell. I figure I'm worth something to the man upstairs. So you wanna waste me, go ahead, see how he digs that."

"I will drag you out of here myself." Uriel growled.

"Dare you to try." Harry snarled.

"Yeah, but you'll have to kill me, then we're back to the same problem. I mean, come on, you're gonna wipe out a whole town for one little witch. Sounds to me like you're compensating for something." Dean said to distract the angel from his rather mad cousin. He looked over at Castiel, pleading silently. "We can do this. We will find that witch and we will stop the summoning."

"Castiel! I will not let these peop– "

Castiel held his hand up. "Enough!" Uriel shut his mouth in response and moved back. "I suggest you move quickly." Castiel told them before the two vanished.


"The decision's been made." Castiel stated, watching the children play in the park, enjoying their innocence.

Uriel laughed. "By a mud monkey." He sneered in disgust.

"You shouldn't call them that."

"Ah, it's what they are, savages, just plumbing on two legs."

"You're close to blasphemy." Castiel warned, voice colder. Uriel sighed and watched the children, not feeling his brothers' awe. "There's a reason we were sent to save him. He has potential, he may succeed here." He sat on the bench beside Uriel. "And any rate, it's out of our hands."

"It doesn't have to be."

"And what would you suggest?"

"That we drag Dean Winchester out of here and then we blow this insignificant pinprick off the map."

"You know our true orders. Are you prepared to disobey?" Castiel demanded and Uriel just looked at him.

"I'd like to know what those are." Harry stated as he became visible, actually startling the two. Uriel sneered at him and Harry glared, green eyes almost glowing with power. Castiel stood back up, moving between the two. He would rather not learn if Harry was able to kill them or not. Harry stared at them, eyes narrowed and then they widened. "It's a test." He stated and Castiel blinked, how had he worked that out? "You want to see what Dean will do."

"A smart mud monkey." Uriel taunted and Harry glared at him.

"Angels aren't unkillable." Harry responded.


Harry skidded around the corner, seeing the demon choking Sam he summoned Ruby's knife, sending it into the demon's heart even as he moved to catch Sam, rubbing his back to help him calm down as he coughed and tried to breathe normally. "Easy Sam, I've got you." Harry whispered, feeling his cousin relax against him. "It's okay, just breathe."

"Sam!" Dean yelled as he ran in, relaxing a little when he saw the dead demon. He dropped down beside them, gently touching Sam's neck to check for injury. "You okay?" He asked and Sam nodded, still wheezing slightly.

"Owe." Sam wheezed and they chuckled but helped him get up. Sam swayed between them and Harry winced.

"Okay, everyone hold on." He said before apparating them back to the motel. They got Sam settled on the bed with some ice chips to help sooth his throat. "Well the demons dead but the seal broke." Harry sighed. "So is that a success or failure?"

"Well the town is still alive so I'm going with success." Dean answered and Harry nodded.

TBC….