Chapter 4

                                    

                                          
Warnings! ⚠️
Talk of a suicide attempt. 
Aggressive Maggie
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After my can of Coke and a good chat with Bobby I felt better. Not 100% but, I wasn't feeling like kicking down a wall anymore. Bobby took me back to the boys. Dean smiled as I walked into the room, my old man behind me. Sam looked to me an anxious smile on his face. 
"Maggie. Can we talk?" Sam asks me his tone full of sorrow and sympathy. "Maybe later. We have shit to do Samsquach" I say seriously. I had too much on my mind to even think of a heart to heart with Sam. I just wanted to go to the gravesite and see what it is that pulled Dean out of hell.
"You lot should head back to Bobbys. I'm going to the grave sight. I wanna see what I can feel around it" I tell the boys. Dean nodded, he trusted my abilities. Plus, I've got my hex bag on me that keeps me hidden and, I know what I'm doing by now. Hunted for 3 months alone and I'm still alive. Means something!
 "Not without me. I'm going with, we can talk as we do that" Sam says sternly. Oh for fuck sake! I said later Sam! "I said later!" I snapped at Sam. Dean smiled at me. Okay? What's the smile for, you sexy mother fucker?!
"Mags, what have you eaten today?" Dean asks. Where did that come from? Am I being cranky? What have I eaten today? Oh shit! I forgot to eat again. I keep doing that! I couldn't help but smile at my own thoughts. There is something in my stomach alright. 
"You" I say and winked at him. Bobby cringed as Sam laughed. "Ah. Hangry mags has emerged" Dean says with a chuckle. Oh shit, I might actually be hangry. Explains why I'm snapping at vending machines and Sam. 
"Okay, I'll get food with Bobby! You two go see what pulled me out of the pit" Dean tells us. I shook my head. Sam isn't going with me. I'm going alone. 
"Wolfie, please?"  I heard Dean think. I sighed and nodded so he knew I heard it. I'm doing this for you, you beautiful man bear! 
"The diner is just across the road there. We won't be long" I tell Dean as I conjured my blade to my hand. Love this thing! I was not taking any chances. This blade can kill a lot of things. It's served me well. Dean took the blade from me and handed it to Sam before he pulled me close wrapping his arms around me. I smiled feeling safe for the first time in a long time. His arms were always a safe place for me. 
"Be careful" he tells me and kisses my forehead. I smiled as I wrapped my arms around him. I will mo ghrá. I promise you that. "I always am, mo ghrá" I say quietly before I looked up at him. He smiled before kissing my lips quickly but passionately.  Sam coughs to get our attention. 
"Keep your boxers on Samsquach!" I say as Dean let go of me. I went and grabbed Sam before looking to Bobby. He nodded at me. It was always his silent way of saying be careful 
"Be nice, Margo!" 
"I'm always nice, old man!" 
Sam bent his knees well used to me teleporting us around. I made sure I had my torch and my blade before making us both appear at the grave site. 
"Wow!" Sam says as he looked around. I forgot all about  burning the trees in my anger. He and I walked up to the cross where I always lay the flowers.  It's where I found the Lillys. But that is not where I had left them. I dropped them a few feet away. 
"Someone's been here since I have, I can sense their presence still. And the Lillys have been moved" I say to Sam as I touched the soil. There was a burning feeling on the palm of my hand now that I'm tuned into the energies. Whatever pulled Dean out is powerful. More powerful than any demon I've ever met.