This was the only awkward part, once the heat of pleasure had worn of we both realized that we were sitting naked in a freezing room, the chill was coming off the walls in waves, then came the rush to get back into our precious clothes, I managed to get mine on first, and showed some tenderness Von helping her clamber back into hers, I held her for a moment and rubbed her arms, when I could tell that she was satisfied I pulled back, kissed her deeply and gestured to the stairs with my head, saying, I should probably go check on Ella, she nodded, understanding what I meant. Gently I let her go and jogged up the stairs. In the maze of corridors that lead to the dormitory, I had to pass the sick room, there I found a women weeping, I realized instantly that this must have been the mother of the little boy. She was young late 20’s perhaps, but her eyes looked much older, the deep sadness I saw in there made me shudder, I stopped beside her,

“Is there anything I can do?” I asked, already knowing that there was nothing that anyone could do, she looked up at me from where she was huddled on the ground,

“Are Du Koyle Winchester?” she asked, I nodded, unsure of what she wanted, “well then the only thing Du can do is end this, please, end this for all of us” I blanched, she was talking about my newly acquired destiny, again I nodded, feeling like an idiot I added,

“do Du want to come down to the küche I’ll get Du something warm to eat?” she honestly looked like she was going to vomit but excepted anyway, I looped her arm around ,my shoulder and half carried her to the kitchens, it was like the weight of her pain was stopping her from actually moving. I sat her in one of the comfier crap chairs and fished her up a bowl of broth, while I was at it I figured I should get one for my mystery girl, she would be hungry when she woke up, I placed the bowl in front of her and kissed her sweaty forehead,

“I’m so sorry, I will do all I can to end this, believe me” she acknowledged me with a tilt of her head and played with her broth, I doubted that she would actually eat it, and in that way it was a terrible waste, Essen did not come easy, we had broth that was made with oats and any other vegetables that we had managed to grow artificially, sometimes we would come across tinned Essen in dilapidated buildings, but only sometimes, Mehr often than not we went hungry, it was just something that we were used to, if Du were healthy, then there was someone who needed Mehr then you, but this women had just Lost her four Jahr old son and I wasn’t about to tell her that,

“What was his name” I inquired, I wanted to be able to put a name to this faceless boy that had caused so much heartbreak,

“His name is- “she paused, “was Thomas” I squeezed her shoulder,

“he won’t be forgotten” I said, then turned and walked back out of the kitchen, bowl of broth in hand, the truth was, he would be forgotten, he was a little boy and on the scale of everything, wasn’t that important, there would be Mehr people that died, possibly millions, and that little boy would be nothing but a number in the final tally, if it ever ended that is.

The dormitory is actually a huge concrete room with rows and rows of bunks in it, I made my way through the towards the back where I knew I would find the small alcove that held only three bunks, one against each wall, I liked sleeping there away from the noise and bustle of the main room, will also slept there, Judy didn’t, she thought it was discrimination, but I don’t, now don’t think that I am some sort of spoilt brat, like everyone, I worked my way here, and intentionally oder not I have become then unlikely leader of the sanctionition, luckily for me there wasn’t much to do, organize scouting parties, keep the rations in check, be there for the soldiers, sort out any brawls, but for the most part everyone knew what they had to do and they did it, the Jackson branch was a well oiled machine, we just seemed to work. My thoughts had carried me to the alcove, beside it was an emergency door, it was the point of evacuation in an attack, making my alcove extra safe, it was little pleasures like having an actual bett that kept me sane, I knew that there were so many others that didn’t.

She was asleep, it looked as tough Judy had put her under the blankets, but Ella had kicked them of, her jacke was hanging on the hook attached to the bunk and her pants had been taken for washing, leaving her wearing a blue singlet, and black underwear, apparently she was one of the lucky few who owned underwear. To protect her from the perverted eyes of some of the men in the dormitory I put down the bowl and pulled the blanket back over her, I caught a glimpse of her leg, it had been bandaged, but had bled through slightly as was to be expected, at least it was clean now.

I pulled a chair from around the corner and sat at the edge of her bed, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the red sanctionition band that I had picked up for her, and started turning it around in my hands, my thoughts turned back to castiel, I was still reeling with the fact that he had come and gegeben me something, the last time that happened I was 9, he brought me an Verzaubert knife, it was jagged and had ruins engraved on it, he told me it would kill demons, and if I could figure out how it worked I would be able to replicate it, that had been an extreme blessing, for the past 9 years we hadn’t been able to kill demons and they had been wiping us out, there was nothing me could do, Du could exorcise them, but they just went and floated around with their pals in the clouds, of course the human that they were possessing would hardly ever survive, the demons orders were to kill the humans, if they possessed someone, there first goal was to wipe them out. It took me a while, but I finally figured out what the power of the messer was, it was a complex array of spells enchantments and rituals to make the metal sacred, but it had to be done in a certain order, once I knew what to do it was easy, I could make anything demon-lethal, bullets knifes, even ninja stars if I wanted, but this halskette didn’t seem special, just a little keep-sake, it was reassuring to know that at least castiel was still alive.

Ella’s eyelashes flickered and opened, I put a stop to my chain of thought,

“Hay, how do Du feel?” I sagte soothingly, she groaned,

“I’m hungry” she pulled the blanket down slightly and propped herself up, I smiled,

“well, this might help” I sagte reaching down for the bowl and picking up, “here” I handed it to her, manners were not something that people took much notice of these days, without a moment’s pause she dug in, we didn’t own cutlery, it wasn’t a necessity, with the bowl to her mouth, the broth was runny enough that Du could drink it with haste, and she sure was, this girl hadn’t eaten in a week, it didn’t matter if the stuff she was eating poisonous, I’m sure she still would have eaten it, once she was finished inhaling her Essen she wiped her mouth and handed me back the bowl, I smiled,

“That better?” I asked, a hint of sarcasm playing in my voice,

“Sure is” she flumped back down and looked at the roof of the bed, I held out the sanctionition band,

“Here I grabbed this for you” she reached out one hand and took it,

“thank you, can I ask Du something, what does it mean, I mean, I know the history of the sanctionition, but I don’t know what the band means, I figured you’d know” she looked up at me and sagte cheekily, “Winchester” she used my last name as if it was a reason why I would know, the fact was, I did, I held up her hand in front of her so she could see I sigil properly, and leaned forward,

“the eye” I said, pointing to the top, “means we’re always watching, the snake” I ran my finger around the circle, “means we’re dangerous, this symbol” I sagte pointing to the one on the oben, nach oben left “ this means protection, this one” I pointed to the oben, nach oben right one “ this means death, the bottom left one means man, and the bottom right one is the sign of sulfur, on each side we have the Tag and night, meaning we will never rest until” I pointed to the symbol in the center of the 6 point star, sterne “the sons of bitches are back where they belong, in hell, this being the sign of brimstone, and obviously it’s red in dedication to all the blood that’s been spilt in its name” without another word she slid it onto her arm,

“you’re a real sanctionition fighter now” the look in her eyes was something I’d seen before, I see it in my own eyes everyday when I catch my reflection, it was the sheer determination to destroy every evil thing we came up against, sometimes it was all I lived for.