The next thing she knew, Mary was hitting a wall hard. Like she had been pushed across who knows how many miles. She stood there a few seconds, trying to gather her strength. It wasn't until an old man in a trucker hat started asking her continuously if she was alright that she realized Castiel had sent her to Bobby's house. She had only been there once and she wasn't exactly a smooth guest, but it wasn't like Bobby was concerned with good manners anyway, so she was certain there wasn't going to be any animosity between the two of them because of that. Bobby helped Mary up and was convincing her to sit back down again when Dean and Castiel landed in the old hunter's living room, and in a much smoother way. As soon as he saw Mary, Dean ran to her, doing the same drill as Bobby, something that really got in her nerves.
"I'm fine. Just tell your angel buddy to be more careful the next time he tries to kill me."
"I wasn't trying to…"
Dean stopped Castiel before he could continue. He had been on Earth for a few years now, but God knew how confusing most human things remained to him. Bobby could tell they were all exhausted and after all the initial chaos, he was the first to pave the way to the big questions.
"So, did you get what was after Mary?"
Dean looked at him. It took him a second to answer.
"No. It's a little more complex than we thought."
"What do you mean?"
Bobby was in a mist of shock and confusion.
"Anna? I thought she was dead."
"Technically, she still is. Apparently Cass's dad thought a little time in hell would do her some good, but turns out it only made her crazier." – Dean looked at Mary before continuing and lowered his tone, as if he didn't want her to hear – "She wanted to kill Mary."
"Why would she want that?"
Everybody turned to Mary. Bobby and Dean had no idea of what to tell Mary. They didn't know. Castiel, however, had a pretty good idea.
"It's a way of showing God she's still loyal."
Bobby and Dean turned their attention to the angel.
"How would killing her own daughter help her do that?" – asked Dean.
To Castiel, the answer seemed pretty obvious.
"Didn't you read the Bible? Sacrificing your own child is a sure path to God's glory. Plus, Mary is an abomination. She's the greatest sin either Men or Angels can commit, so if Anna showed Him that she could do the right thing and rid the world of it, God would most certainly forgive her."
"You people are really messed up there, huh?" – Dean tried to make light of the situation as usual, but the fact was he was beyond scared. He knew what being in Hell was like and what it did to people. He could only imagine how much crazier Anna was after spending a few decades in that place.
"So, what do we do?" – Asked Bobby – "Do we hide her?"
Castiel looked at him, like that was the stupidest thing he had ever heard.
"That hasn't worked before, what makes you think it will now?"
"What do you suggest, then?"
Castiel didn't answer, but both hunters knew that, unless Mary died, there wasn't any escape. They all stayed quiet for a few moments, even Mary, which from the little experience they all had couldn't mean anything good. The truth was she hadn't been paying any attention to the conversation. Ever since Castiel had pushed her she had started to hear voices. At first she thought maybe Bobby had invited someone over, but they started to appear out of nowhere and were becoming increasingly louder. It was like a thousand people were shouting things at her which gave her the biggest headache she ever had in her life. Dean saw her holding her head and caught her just before she fell off her chair.
All of a sudden, Mary wasn't in Bobby's living room anymore. She was back at her elementary school. She didn't remember much from her time there, just that she and Ronald left from one day to the other for no apparent reason. She had some pretty weird dreams in the last couple of months, but none of them had taken her there. However, it didn't take her long to figure out how she ended up there. Anna was sitting on a bench, as if she was waiting for her after school. For some reason, Mary didn't feel scared or nervous. She sat next to her as if nothing happened.
"Do you remember any of this?"
"It was a long time ago. You were happy here."
"I know, but we left."
"Did Ronald ever tell you why?"
Mary was falling for the same thing she had fallen earlier. There was something about Anna's tone that was comforting.
"No, but I think it had something to do with something being after me or him. He started teaching me how to hunt as soon as we got to Wilson."
"Are you sure you don't remember why?"
Mary didn't answer. She looked in the same direction Anna was looking and suddenly everything felt familiar. A few glimpses were coming back to her. Everything she had been dreaming started to come together. Even Anna. She had seen her before, ten years before.
"You took me."
Anna nodded. "I didn't have a choice."
"Why? What do you want with me?"
"God sent me to Hell. I had to spend the last 18 years in the same place as all the damned human souls go to. I was tortured with them like what I did was as unforgiving as their sins. What would you do if your father did this to you?"
"Was it because of me?"
The answer was obvious for Anna. Of course it was. Sure, she had disobeyed, but she had been punished for that. She had lived on Earth as a human, but creating a nephilim, that was the biggest sin an angel could commit, but Mary couldn't know that.
"It was God's will, but you can help being forgiven."
"I need you to tell me where you are."
Mary wasn't just going to give it away. She tried to kill her and it was hard to believe it only took her an hour to change her mind.
"Dean doesn't have the greatest opinion of you."
Now Anna was starting to lose it. There was always something getting in her way.
"Just tell me where you are."
"You're just like your daddy. Always picking the hard way, but never escaping your destiny. I will find you, but you know what? Even if I don't, I'm not alone in this. When I stop looking, somebody will step up and do the job. And this will happen all your life. You'll never be free and you will never be normal. Enjoy your time with your dad, you won't have much, trust me."
As soon as she stopped talking, Mary opened her eyes. She was laying in a bed, in the same room where she spent her only night in that house. Her head was aching like never before, but she got up and walked to the stairs, where she could hear Dean and Bobby's voices. Something made her stop. Maybe the fact she had a feeling they weren't telling her everything.
Dean was pacing around the room. Castiel was out, trying to get some information and Bobby, as always, was buried in some old book trying to get some answers.
"Would you sit down for a minute? She's gonna be fine."
"I know. That's not what's bothering me."
"Then what is it?"
"This is how it started with Anna. The headaches and the voices. Then she was trying to kill Sam in a year. That's just a little scary."
"It's not the same."
Dean finally stopped and sat down.
"That's what's bothering me. Anna angeling up was bad, sure, but do we even have any idea of what might happen to Mary if God finds her?"
"What makes you think he hasn't? Maybe it's not as bad as you think."
"I worked for Him for 10 years, trust me, we would know if He found her. Why did Ronald make that stupid deal?"
"I'm serious. He didn't think it was enough to screw up once? After everything we told him he had to know what he was messing with. And now we have to clean the mess."
Mary decided to step in, at first with every intention of defending Ronald, but as soon as she was face to face with those two, she didn't know what to say. After all, all Dean said was true. If he hadn't made that deal there was a number of things that wouldn't have changed.
When Dean saw her, he ran to her.
"Mary, are you ok?"
"Yeah, I just… I need to get some air."
Dean let her go but joined her soon after. She was sitting in the porch and noticed he had followed her.
"He wasn't a bad father, you know?"
Dean sat right next to her.
"So you heard that?"
"Yeah, but don't worry, I'm not going to give you some sobby speech. I've got way bigger problems now. Mommy dropped by."
"What did she want?"
"She wanted to know where I was. I didn't tell her, but I'm guessing that's not going to do much to stop her."
Dean looked at the cars Bobby had in his back yard. He seemed to see a shadow moving. He got up to take a closer look.
"What is it?"
"Nothing, I just thought I saw…"
The shadow moved again. There was definitely somebody there. Dean called Bobby and picked up his gun. The two ran up and chased what was clearly a man. It wasn't hard to corner him.
"What do you want?"
"Oh, come on Dean, put that down."
"Who are you?"
"Don't you remember me? I chased you down for some two years, then you killed me."