#Ezekiel is old and won't have long to live

[hedgiwithapen]

You have never called me that. Jenkins and Ezekiel

(AU of s3 finale! the writers chickened out with DOSA)

Ezekiel waved Stone and Cassandra off. "You help Flynn. I'll get Jenkins," he said.

"We need to stay together," Cassandra reminded him, but Ezekiel could hear the worry creeping into her voice. He smiled at her, his usual cocky grin. 

"nah. There's not a safehouse or a prison in the world that can keep me out. I'll save Jenkins, but Flynn needs help. Colonel Baird... she betrayed us, he won't take that well. You have the magic and the-- " he gestured at Stone "punchy stuff. so go. He needs you."

Jacob Stone hesitated, but only for a moment. "Don't get yourself killed." he said at last.

"Wasn't planning on it." Ezekiel gave him a thumbs up. 

It wasn't hard to find his way through the shelves--it wasn't a library, so they didn't count as stacks and he wasn't going to dignify them-- past artifacts he knew and some he didn't until he found the cage they had Jenkins in. Ezekiel had usually seen him grumpy, occasionally concerned or distressed, but never quite like this. 

"Hey," he said, slapping a hand on the glass. "I'm here to get you out." No sound escaped the cell, but he could see Jenkins shaking his head. 

He ignored that, examining the lock. It looked complicated, and there were other levels to it, something techy. Password keypads.  Ordinary thieves might have tried to solve the locks, figure out the little clues and extra tumblers, but Ezekiel Jones was the greatest thief who'd ever lived (except maybe the Legendary Parker, but honestly he wasn't sure she even existed.)

He darted back into the aisle, looking for--there. The Black Orlov diamond was only the third most cursed diamond in the Library, and not the largest, but it was what he had. He added a few more things to his pockets, magic he couldn't really use, but Jenkins could, if he could just get the stuff to him through that little window. Hence the diamond. 

The glass broke.  Jenkins wheezed a little at the sudden rush of air, and Ezekiel felt real hatred bubble up inside him.  Jenkins couldn't die, and DOSA had taken full advantage of that. 

"Here," he said, reaching in as far as he could, nicking his arm on some of the glass shards. "I got, uh, the Wand of Sunrise, and a potion of ..I hope it's the Bull. If I read it right. Should burn hot enough to weaken the door seal and then you can break it down. Easy peasy."

"Thank you, my young friend," Jenkins said, the copper wand's gold wire grip easy in his hand. 

"Woah now, don't get sentimental on me, Jenkins. You've never called me that and we don't need to start now, yeah?" 

Jenkins gave a tiny laugh. "If you say so. Where are the others?"

"Helping Flynn. Kinda had to split the front, with two enemies," Ezekiel shrugged. "What's wrong?"

"The wand needs sunlight to charge. It's been inside for too long... you should go. I'll be fine."

"Yeah, that's not happening." Ezekiel shook his head, drowning out the memory of others saying that, over and over and over.

"No, it's not," a new voice agreed. Ezekiel froze, cursing himself out for being too distracted to hear the footsteps. Rule number one of thievery, do not get sentimental, it gets you caught. Rule two, don't ever stop paying attention to your surroundings, it gets you caught. Rule three, get caught and you may as well be dead.

Cynthia Rockwell smiled at him from the other end of the gun. "Mr. Jones. I've had the most fascinating conversation about you with your old  MI6 Handler."

"Bet you have," he muttered darkly.

"Of course, that all pales compared to our new intel, and my team is dying to see how true it all is. Now say goodbye to Galahad. Behave, and maybe you'll see him again someday."

[tuckevr]

This is what you want for future children? If you are "pro life" and rooting for banned abortion with no exceptions, this is what you're asking for. You're saying you are okay with ruining girls' lives before they start. This shouldn't have happened. If this had been caught earlier, she could have terminated the pregnancy and lived as normal a life as possible after the trauma. Now, people want this to happen. What if this was your toddler? She was 4 for the majority of her pregnancy. Would you really make your toddler, your precious baby, go through a c-section. You're okay with seeing your toddler's organs moved around on a hospital bed, no anesthesia, no epidural (she's too young to use it on her), listening to your baby scream, cry, and beg for it all stop. Knowing you could have prevented this, you could have helped her, but you cared more about an unborn fetus than your own child. You don't care that your baby is going through the worst thing she will ever go through, as long as what she's carrying survives. You'd risk your 4 year old dying so that her tormenter survives. You won't even care what happens to that baby, as long as it's born, because you're against Universal Healthcare, food stamps, inclusive education, AGAINST A TODDLER HAVING ACCESS TO AN ABORTION. If that baby turns out to be gay, you'll wish death upon it. You are pro birth, you are a monster, but deep down, you already knew that.

Don't bother using Christianity as an excuse the Bible says life doesn'tbeginuntil first breath. Babies don't breath until they are born. "he breathed into his nostrils the breath of life and it was then that the man became a living being”. Gen 2:7

“Thus says the Lord God to these bones: Behold, I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live. " Ezekiel 37: 5 & 6

According to the bible, destroying a living fetus does not equate to killing a living human being even though the fetus has the potential of becoming a human being. The punishment for murder, in the bible, is a death penalty. The penalty for killing an unborn child is a fine. One can not kill something that has not been born and taken a breath.

“When men strive together and hit a pregnant woman, so that her children come out (beating a woman and causing a miscarriage), but there is no harm (to the woman), the one who hit her shall surely be fined, as the woman's husband shall impose on him, and he shall pay as the judges determine." Exodus 21:22.

[grokebaby]

Loved ones reuniting almost too late

[bloodredhands]

Ezekiel Carus - LFRP/Contacts, Balmung

The White Wraith of the Skatay Range. Ex-Garlean Conscript. Wandering Monster Hunter.

- The Basics -

Name: Ezekiel Carus (Garlean Given)

Aliases: The White Wraith

Age: Appears Mid Thirties, though is blessed with being over 200 years old thanks to Viera.

Race: Veena, Viera

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Sexuality: Bisexual, Polygamy. Unromantic, but not unwilling. He just doesn't know how.

Alignment: Mixture between Chaotic Good and Lawful Neutral/Good? He's trying his best.

- Appearance -

Hair: Straight, White locks. Often pulled back or braided. Flat, messy, not been brushed in a long time. Does not care for his appearance.

Eyes: Pale due to Oculocutaneous albinism. Appear red in certain lighting.

Height: 214cm (I too, adore short Viera boys but I want him to be tall okay...)

Build: A man who wore heavy armour while trudging through snow; wide shoulders, strong hands. Muscled form. Powerful legs. Body well toned and well looked after, if you ignore all the scars.

Distinguishing Marks: Zeke is littered in the scars of combat, a man who has seen many a weapon raised against his body and come out the other end. Has oculocutaneous albinism, so he lacks pigment in his eyes, hair and skin.

Common Accessories: Swords, usually. Wears a helmet but the game won't let me. Helmet is of Garlean/Magitek origins. Dog tags under shirt, rarely shows them in public.

- Personal -

Profession: Monster Hunter, Reaper gone Wrong, Sellsword/Mercenary

Hobbies: Hunting Monsters. Hunting Garleans. Drinking. Sleeping in piles of snow. Rock climbing.

Languages: Garlean, Common Eorzean, soft Garlean accent. Viera, varying twangs of the Skatay Range.

Residence: Anywhere, everywhere. Zeke is an avid wanderer.

Religion: N/A

Patron Deity: N/A

Fears: Failing to his all consuming thoughts. Being unable to remain in control. Garleans. Failure of duty.

- Relationships -

Spouse: None.

Children: Probably sired a few children in his years, estranged.

Parents: Deceased

Siblings: Estranged

Other Relatives: Estranged

Pets: None as of now.

- Traits -

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal (To Friends/Partners)

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful (Religion)

- RP Hooks -

Garlean Gone Rogue - Perhaps they fought side by side upon the Garlean banner, or perhaps you faced him upon the frontlines. Whatever it may be, he would likely have left an impression. There was a mercy to his motions - he did not wish to let anyone suffer. They were killed quickly - until he disappeared from the frontlines. Maybe you recognise him, either way!

Garlean Be Gone - Are you a Garlean? Do you desire conflict, or atonement for your sins of the Empire? Ezekiel can grant that in the glory of combat! (He won't attack on sight, but he'll only give you one chance as to why he shouldn't.)

Monsters beget Monsters - Need a monster hunter? Ezekiel does what he can for coin and food. He'll hunt monsters, take down bounties, or just be a hired guard if that's what is needed. Don't expect him to talk over much.

Outsider - His presence in Eorzea is new, and while he's adjusted pretty well to anything new and shiny thanks to his time in Garlemald, you might still find him looking lost or confused.

Other Viera / People in the Skatay Range - Those that live in the area, up until recently (the last 60~ years), may have heard of the White Wraith. The protector of the Skatay Range, valiant soul who protected the passages through the mountains from enemy forces. Until he disappeared, leaving nothing but bloodied armour in his last known place. His description would fit the whispers pretty well, care to approach the man that helped hold the line so valiantly? (Approach at own risk, he does not like being recognised.)

Other Information:

Ezekiel has been on his own for a very long time, and beyond his interactions in the Empire (which never went over well) he's a rather introverted individual. He tries, I promise. He wants to make some friends and be a little more outgoing, but he needs a helping hand sometimes. Cold exterior takes a while to warm up. But he's a good man. Just a little messed up (just how we like it!!).

About the Player:

UK based, GMT(+1 Timezone)

I work full time so Discord RP is preferred, In Game RP can be done with some scheduling!

Willing to travel to other DC/Servers in order to RP if In Game is a preferred method!

Para/Mirror RPer

M/D Themes okay, anything else is discussed.

Prefer to RP with 21+ as I am 21+ myself.

Please communicate with me and I will do the same for you! Any do’s and don’t’s should always be discussed before getting into RP.

What do I want out of RP? Friends! Enemies! Nice people to teach Ezekiel how to be normal again! If you want to RP, reach out! If there's not a hook that interests you, pitch me another! I'm open to lots of things!

Discord: PM me here on Tumblr if you want to get in touch! Carrd: ezekielcarus.crd.co

[apocalypseornaw]

Always be Yours- 1

Word count 4,769.

Story Summary: Inspired by the 2 part I did of the same title. Set in season 9/10

Chapter Summary: When Dean calls to tell you Sam is in grave condition at the hospital you hurry to his side and in turn start to get pulled even deeper into the Winchesters' lives than you already were.

You were in Old Forge, New York working a simple haunting case when the night sky was suddenly lit up with what would appear to be meteors. You barely got the bones burnt before your phone started ringing. You pulled it out your jacket and felt your stomach knot in worry when you saw Dean's name flash across the screen."Hey Dean, what's up?" you climbed out the open grave and heard what was clearly baby's engine roar to life in the background "Y/N where are you?" "Old Forge New York, Why?" you braced the phone against your shoulder and started to shovel dirt back into the hole. "Those aren't meteors" you stopped working for a moment and glanced up at the sky "Then what the hell are they?" "Angels"

Your jeep moved across the pavement while you tried to control your speed so as to not get pulled over and prolong you getting to Randolph even more. From what Dean had told you the trials had went bad fast and Sam was in bad shape. You knew they were a bad idea from the moment the boys bounced the idea off of you but they had been hell bent on doing them, yeah the payoff of the gates of hell being closed forever sounded worth it but not at the price of losing one of them. As for the angels apparently Cas had been ungoing some sort of trials as well which shockingly enough had also went south so he was missing in action while every angel in heaven fell to earth. Your thoughts filled with worry for him right along with worry for your best friend and his brother. You had to get to Randolph. Sam needed you, Dean needed you.

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You had just reached the outskirts of Randolph when your phone rang again. You didn't even look at the screen before answering it "Please tell me it's good news Dean" you heard him take a deep breath and braced yourself but it still hit hard when he said "They asked me about organ donation. They're already giving up on him" You ran your free hand over your face to try to calm yourself. Dean needed someone to be there for him "We won't. I'm close can you meet me outside?" "I'll be in the parking garage, I got Crowley in my trunk" You didn't even ask the how or why as to the king of hell ending up in his trunk and simply said "Ok"

You parked in the first avalible spot then climbed out and headed towards the upper levels. Baby was easy to spot so it wouldn't be a hard find. You felt your stomach drop when you walked around a corner to see Dean pinned to baby's trunk and the man holding him raise an angel blade into the air fuck that meant he was an angel.

Before you made it to him another man came out of nowhere and caught the offender's arm with that show of strength that made him an angel as well. They shared some words then the one who was attacking Dean threw a punch on the one who intervened. Dean spotted you when he took the chance to glance around and shook his head so you ducked behind the nearest vehicle so you could watch should it turn on Dean again but be out of sight. Dean grabbed the discarded blade and slammed it into his attacker's back so you stood up and ran over to him about the time he asked the one who'd intervened who he was. The other angel had gotten pretty beat up in the fight but barely glanced your way as he told Dean "Doesn't matter. You're Dean Winchester and I am here to help" then collasped.

Dean looked at you then back at the angel "Ok" "What now?" You asked and Dean dug the keys to baby out and held them out "Grab the holy oil out the backseat. We need to get him somewhere secure before he wakes up" you took the keys and unlocked the car then leaned in. There were several jugs and flasks in the back floorboard "Which one Dean?" You asked glancing over your shoulder at him. He was trying to get the angel up so he could drag him to the nearby storage room "White flask" you grabbed the flask and shoved it in your hip pocket then locked baby back before moving to grab the angel's feet. Dean noddded "Thanks"

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Once you had the angel in the circle of holy oil you glanced back at Dean and he lit the oil with his lighter. As it flared to life the angel started to come around and Dean reached forward to push you behind him sliding the angel blade into your hand as he did so. You took a moment to actually look over the angel or well his vessel anyways as he climbed to his feet. Cas was really the only angel you'd ever dealt with on the regular and while you trusted him with your life you'd learned from him and the boys as well that most other angels weren't really the trust worthy kind. "You want to help?" Dean asked and the angel looked between the two of you then gave the barest of a nod. "Start with a name" Dean snarled and you gripped the blade as the angel finally said "Ezekiel"

"All right Ezekiel, how do I know you're not hunting me or Castiel like the other angels?" you hated the idea of Cas going against a fucking legion of pissed off angels but your concentration had to be on the angel currently in front of you. Ezekiel stared at Dean for just a moment before answering "Oh, I'm sure there are many angels who are. Many more are on their way here, most likely" Dean's eyes flicked towards you before asking how Ezekiel knew that. "You put out an open prayer like that.." Ezekiel started and Dean finished "I must really be desperate"

You met Ezekiel's eyes when he said "Believe it or not. some of us still do believe in our mission. And that means we believe in Castiel.." then he looked back to Dean then added "And you" "You said you were hurt during the fall?" Dean asked and you glanced over Ezekiel knowing you couldn't see the injuries he meant but the reaction was a gut one. "I was, entangling with my brother back there did me no favors but what strength I have, I offer to you"

Dean held up a finger to Ezekiel "Hold on" then cut his eyes at you "Y/N you're Sam's best friend. What do you think?" You took a deep breath and hoped you were making the right decision when you said "If he can save Sam it's worth the risk" that seemed to be all Dean needed so he pulled the vial of holy water out and splashed the circle to let Ezekiel out.

You offered the angel blade back to Dean hilt first and he hesitated "Sweetheart I wouldn't have called you if I would've known but I think you need to hit the road before the other angels get here" You shook your head "Hell no. I'm here now and I'm staying until Sam walks out this damn hospital" the slightest smirk pulled at Dean's lips before he said "I see why he likes having you around"

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You walked into Sam's room between Dean and Ezekiel and stopped in your tracks. God he looked almost dead. You stood back while Dean and Ezekiel walked closer to the bed. Ezekiel touched Sam's chest and Dean asked the question that was weighing on your mind since Ezekiel said he was injured "You still able to heal things after the fall?" You let out a slight breath when Ezekiel replied "Yes I should be, but he's so weak"

Dean's phone started ringing and you cut your eyes at him when he answered and mouthed "Cas" then stepped out into the hall.

"Ezekiel?" you spoke and he looked your way "He's my best friend. These two have been here for me when I didn't have anyone. Please save him" He nodded "I'm going to try" about that time a rumbling made you look up. It was like a mini earthquake almost. "Angels?" you asked and Ezekiel walked to the window and nodded.

Dean walked back in the door and asked Ezekiel "One of yours?" "Trying to secure a vessel. We need to move" you glanced at Sam's lifeless form "If we move Sam, he dies" Dean shoved his thumb in your direction "What she said" "If we stay, we could all die" Ezekiel said. You glanced around trying to figure out a plan and spotted the markers along the board in the room. "Dean, sigils?" you grabbed one and chunked the other to him as the two of you started putting every warding sigil you knew in place.

Once you were done Dean said "long as these are up, no angels are coming in. No one's coming out. You gonna be ok with these?" you knew he was asking Ezekiel who simply said "I'll manage"

Ezekiel turned his head slightly like he was hearing something so Dean asked "What?" "They're here" Dean nodded and walked towards the door "Y/N do not open this door for anybody but me" you shook your head and motioned back to Ezekiel "Tell him that, I'm coming with you" "Like hell you are!" Dean argued but you leveled him with a look "We don't have time for this Dean. If you're fighting angels, god dammit so am I" He looked from you to Sam's still form and sighed in defeat "Fuck, come on" then pointed to Sam and told Ezekiel "Save him, you hear me?" before the two of you headed out into the hall.

You and Dean moved towards the other end of the hall with the plan in mind to keep the other angels as far from Sam as possible. Both of you started running when the windows started blowing out. Dean pulled the pin from the fire alarm so you hollered "EVERYBODY OUT! NOW!" the shaking was getting worse and a glass case of medicine exploded behind the two of you coating you both in glass.

Dean saw a woman stumble and moved to help her up about the time a man came around the corner. When he pulled the angel blade you cursed under your breath and turned to see the woman had Dean around the throat "Son of a bitch" the man backhanded you about the time the woman hit Dean and the both of you landed in a crumpled mess not far from each other, blood already running down the sides of each of your faces.

The male vessel drug you down the hall and the female vessel drug Dean then laid you both out in the middle of the hall. The female vessel stood between your feet and spoke to Dean "Let me make this easy, tell me where Castiel is or your brother's gonna wish he was dead" "Good luck getting past the warding" Dean said with a smirk and you couldn't help but share in the knowledge that Sam was protected. "But we will" the female vessel said and hauled Dean to his feet and landed a hard kick to your stomach as the male vessel broke the glass covering the emergency axe. "And when we do, I'm gonna strip off all his skin and you're gonna watch" she looked back at you "then I'll do the same to her"

"Bite me" you and Dean both growled. She punched him sending him backwards then gave you a kick that you were certain cracked a rib or two but put you near Dean who chuckled as you both pushed yourself up "Anybody ever tell you, you hit like an angel?" she kicked him in the face so you added "or a bitch.Whichever you prefer" and were rewarded with a hard backhand but it gave Dean at least a moment to catch his breath.

You both fell to your knees and you saw him catching your blood and knew what he was doing. When he held up a hand and said "Ok,wait wait" you hurried to finish the banishing sigil for him. "I'll tell you where Cas is" he was trying to keep attention on himself and off of you. When he saw you were done he added "I just have one question?" "Ask" the female vessel said so he met your eyes before saying "If heaven is locked,where do you go when we do this?" so you slammed your bloody palm down on the sigil blocking your eyes with Dean's arm from the flash of the angels disappearing.

"Y/N?" he grunted as you pushed yourself to your feet holding an arm around your mid section "I'm alive. Let's get to Sam"

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The alarms were going insane when you busted in the room behind Dean "What the hell's happening?" Dean asked but you knew. Sam was dying. "This just started" Ezekiel explained waving a hand towards the machines. "and the warding..I'm afraid I'm weaker than I thought" you and Dean both started crossing out sigils as the alarms kept blaring.

"I am sorry Dean, Y/N" "No. We had a deal, ok? We fight, you save" Dean was getting angry and you couldn't blame him. You both had just gotten your asses handed to you only for Ezekiel to say he couldn't save Sam? "I would if I could. I'm just afraid it's too late"

"Are you kidding me?" Dean asked and it broke your heart to hear the slight break in his voice "Are you saying there's no way to save my brother's life?" Ezekiel wouldn't look at either of you when he said "No good ways, I'm afraid" "Then what are the bad ones?" you asked before Dean got a chance. "We're out of options here man. Good or bad let us hear them" Dean all but begged.

"I can not promise but there is a chance I can fix him from the inside" "From the inside? So what you're gonna open him up?" Dean asked but one look at Ezekiel and you put together what he meant "He wants to possess Sam" Dean looked between you and Ezekiel "You want to possess him?" Ezekiel turned his eyes from you to Dean "I told you" "No way" Dean cut him off so Ezekiel nodded "Understood. It's your call" you walked closer to the bed and let your fingertips barely brush Sam's arm and said "No it's his call" "and there's no way in hell he'd say yes" Dean finished your thought.

"He would rather die?" Ezekiel asked and you both nodded so he stood then raised his hand to quiet the machines. "I'll leave you two alone with him then" he walked past you and you swallowed back tears that threatened to spring to your eyes before Dean stopped Ezekiel "Wait"

You grimaced from the pain in your side as you turned to look at Dean who gave you a small nod before telling Ezekiel "If I consider this,just consider this. You got to give me something man. You got to prove how bad he really is" Ezekiel walked over near you and reached to lay a hand on Sam's forehead then told Dean to close his eyes and put one on his as well. A part of you wished you could see what was going on also but it only took a few seconds before Dean opened his eyes "Y/N he's giving up" the pain in his eyes told you everything you needed to know.

"How will it work?" you asked pulling your eyes from Sam to look at Ezekiel. "Mutual benefit, I suppose. I heal Sam while healing myself" "And when he's healed?" Dean asked catching your eyes as Ezekiel promised "I leave"

"We're out of options Dean" you whispered feeling so very defeated. "Even if I said yes Y/N you know it wouldn't mean squat. Sam will never say yes,not to him" "But he would say yes to you" Ezekiel offered his eyes on Dean. Dean closed his for a moment before saying "Do it"

You stepped over next to Dean and turned your face slightly when Ezekiel's grace transferred from his vessel into Sam. He sucked in a deep breath then looked at Dean "We need to go"

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After Ezekiel had Sam dressed he healed Dean then you and all three of you took the stairs leading down out the hospital. You were walking next to Dean while he asked Ezekiel how it looked inside of Sam "There is much work to be done" "But he's gonna wake up right?" Dean asked giving voice to your worry. "He will" Ezekiel assured you both.

Dean nodded then you leaned up to look at Ezekiel "When he wakes up is he gonna feel you inside, triaging his spleen?" "No. There is no reason for Sam to know I'm in here at all" Dean scoffed "You're joking. No, this is too big" you agreed with Dean. There was no way you could keep a secret that big from Sam. "And what will he do if either of you tell him he is possessed by an angel?"

"Well he'll have to understand" Dean replied but you shook your head "Dean you and I both know after Lucifer? he'll fight it" "If Sam ejects me, he will die" Ezekiel confirmed your worst fear. Dean turned to see your face and must have seen the acceptance there because he agreed "Then we keep it a secret for now or until Sam's well enough he doesn't need an angelic pacemaker or we find a way to tell him. As for him being in the hospital I'll have to figure something out. Any ideas Y/N? " before you could open your mouth Ezekiel offered to erase Sam's memories of the hospital. Dean sighed "Do it" then looked at you "We need to talk"

The two of you walked a few yards from Ezekiel before Dean turned to face you "Y/N thank you for coming" "Dean he's my best friend and I care about you both" he half smirked which was a watered down version of his usual one "Always knew you had a thing for me" you rolled your eyes knowing he always buried feelings under many layers of sarcasm. "Oh of course I always get my ass kicked by angels to get a guy's attention" he scoffed then his face sobered "Cas called before the angels showed up" your attention perked up at the mention of Cas but your heart nearly stopped when Dean told you what had happened with Metatron "He's human?" Cas, no powers and very much mortal which most of the angelic population after him? Yeah you didn't like that. "Yeah I told him to head for the bunker" Dean seemed a bit apprehensive but you quickly agreed "That sounds like the best place to be right now"

Dean nodded then offered "You could come with us too, you know?" you motioned towards Ezekiel "and how are we going to explain to Sam when he wakes up that I've popped up out of nowhere?" "Good point" he replied then smiled in earnest and added "Ya know I'm glad you're one of the few that's stuck around with us" you smiled then said "I really just stick around now for the off chance that you will one day let me drive baby" he laughed "That's not gonna happen but if you want to come to the bunker there's always a room for you" you laughed "I may take you up on it. Hit the road I'm going to take the long way around and see if I can find Cas or a trail if I hear anything I'll call. When I get that way I'll come through Lebanon" Dean glanced around then pulled an angel blade out his jacket and held it out to you "Watch your ass, you've already been spotted with me" you took the blade and tucked it away under your jacket before saying "I always knew you were bad company Dean Winchester" he half smiled before you turned to walk away while he and Ezekiel headed for baby. You hated lying to Sam but you couldn't lose him either. You sighed and resigned yourself to keeping the secret until he was healed enough to live without Ezekiel.

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You drove for hours trying to get as close to Colorado as you could before forcing yourself to pull off and catch a few hours of sleep somewhere in Nevada. You didn't want to bother with a motel room so you pulled a page out of Dean's book and simply found a patch of woods to park your jeep in and locked it up with your gun close at hand before dozing off in the drivers seat.

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You woke a few hours later when the sun was slowly climbing into the sky and groaned at the kink in your neck. You rotated it in a tight circle and realized your phone ringing was what had woke you up. You reached for it and barely glanced at the screen to see Sam's name before answering "Sammy?" you let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding when you heard him laugh "You know you and Dean are the only people on earth I'd ever let call me that" thank god he was ok.

"Yeah I know I'm special. What's up?" you moved around in the seat trying to stretch out your muscles. "Are you alright? Did Dean update you on everything going on?" the image of Ezekiel's grace flowing into Sam's body flashed through your mind before you shook your head and responded "Um angels fell down, Cas is human and we have a ton load of shit falling down around us due to a few thousand nukes on the loose?" "Only you could compress that much stuff into a sentence that small" you laughed "It's a natural talent"

You could hear Dean in the background asking where you were "Um Sidney Nevada?" Sam relayed the information and Dean let out a low whistle "Good lord did she turn the jeep into a fucking plane?" you rolled your eyes at him of all people calling someone out for the way they drove "He's one to talk. Anyways I'm about two hours shy of Longmont I'm going to start at the payphone Cas called from and work my way to the bunker from there. Shouldn't take but another day or so. You boys up for a little company?" "Well Kevin's still at the bunker so as long as you don't mind dealing with all of us" Sam teased and you couldn't help but smile hearing him joke around after seeing him in that hospital bed. "I think I can manage. I'll call if I find anything" "Ok Y/N. Watch your back and if you get in a tight spot.." "I'll call" you promised before you said your goodbyes and he hung up.

You opened the door and stepped out the jeep stretching out slowly. There was a truck stop a few miles up the road where you could grab a shower before heading into Longmont. You had to be careful about how you asked after Cas so if any other angel was in ear shot because if those assholes rolled like demons they already heard that you were at Dean's side in Randolph meaning they may assume you know where Cas was.

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You fell into your jeep with a grunt. The road from Longmont to Lebanon had been going quietly and smoothly. You stopped at gas stations along the way and asked about someone vaguely matching the description for Cas. When you got to Norton you stopped at the last truck stop before you'd make it to Lebanon. Turned out the clerk in the store was a vessel and had assumed you knew more than you did. Luckily he was alone and from the fact that you walked away from the fight with just a bloody head told you he must have been hurt in the fall just as Ezekiel had.

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You didn't try to stop and access your wounds,you simply held a bandana to your head and drove the rest of the way to the bunker. When you pulled to a stop only then did you pull the bandana away and give yourself a once over. The only reason it'd bled so much was that your head had been caught on the corner of a display case. There was a good sized gash but you'd had a lot worse and if you could just find a few spare minutes with a first aid kit you could fix yourself right up. You put the bandana back into place then climbed out to grab your bags out the back of the jeep.

You hit Dean's number on your phone and turned it to speaker as you gathered everything that you needed to wash and the weapons that needed cleaning or resupply from the stock the bunker held. "Y/N, where are you at?" was what he said in place of hello. You laughed lightly "Well I'm right outside and was wondering if someone could come give me a hand. Normally I don't have a problem carrying my own stuff but about fifty miles back I got into a bit of a scuffle with one of our winged friends" "Shit sweetheart are you ok?" you could hear him walking up the steps in the background of the call and gave a short laugh "I'm alive, he's not" then ended the call.

You didn't look up when Dean called your name so he grabbed your shoulder and turned you to look at him. He eyed the bandana "Let me see" you pulled it away and grimaced at the look on his face "Is it that bad?" he tentatively touched it then shook his head "We've all had worse. Let's get your stuff inside and we can patch you up" "Thanks Dean" you replied with a smile when he moved the bandana back into place.

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"Quit moving dammit" Dean growled while he cleaned your head up. You cut your eyes at Sam "He's such a fricking mother goose at times I swear" Sam snorted at the look Dean gave you in response to being called mother goose. "Excuse me Miss I'm gonna go scrap with a fricking angel on my own" You shrugged "I walked away didn't I?"

Dean shook his head and threw down the cloth he'd been using then placed the steri-strips on your skin. "You need to just stay here with us. We could use another set of hands with everything going down and you'll have someone to watch your back" he met your eyes and barely looked towards Sam and you knew what he didn't add aloud was that he had someone else there to keep a set of eyes on Ezekiel keeping up his side of the bargain. You were held in place by those green eyes and tried to ignore the way they always seemed to pull you in. "Fine but if you two go on a hunt I go too" Dean looked over at Sam who smiled "Sounds good to me"

You sat still while Dean finished your head then looked over at Kevin who was looking a little worse for the wear "Kev? When's the last time they fed you like real food?" he grinned "Been a week or so" "DEAN!" you gasped playfully and he looked guilty for a moment before he realized you were screwing with him "Very funny Y/N" you winked at Kevin and said "Let me go get settled in a room then I'll see what I can scrounge up for you"

You stood to follow Sam who was showing you which room you could occupy and heard Dean telling Kevin to not give you any more ammunition to give him hell and laughed. Sam looked back at you and offered his arm so you took it and let him lead you down the hall. "I'm glad you're here Y/N. A lot of cards are falling and it's nice to know you're not alone" you smiled at that and said "It's nice to know I'm not alone too"

　

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11/06/2019 DAB Transcript

Ezekiel 14:12-16:41, Hebrews 7:18-28, Psalms 106:1-12, Proverbs 27:4-6

Today is November 6th. Welcome to the Daily Audio Bible. I am Brian. It is wonderful to be here with you today as we continue our journey through this week. And…well…yeah…as we’re getting fully moved into this month, I trust all is well wherever you are, but this I know, we’re around the global campfire now and things are well here. So, no matter what's swirling around outside, this space that we have to allow God's word to speak to us and just wash into our lives and into our hearts, no matter what’s swirling on outside of here, inside of here, around our proverbial global campfire, this is a safe place. We can let those things go. They’ll be there. They’ll be there. They’re not going to go away. They’ll probably try to rush in upon us as soon as we leave this space that we’ve created to hear God's word, but we may leave here more ready for what those things have to say and we may have a lot more strength than when we came in. So, let’s still ourselves and let God's word speak to us today. We’re reading from the Contemporary English Version this week and continuing our journey through the book of Ezekiel. And today we’ll read chapter 14 verse 12 through 16 verse 41.

Commentary:

Okay. How…how many of you within the sound of my voice have feelings? Right? How many of you have emotions or an emotional life? We all have to raise our hands because emotions, this is something that is highly developed in the human species. And although we’re not the only creatures on this planet that have feelings, we do, and what we do with them is sort of a matter of the story of our lives. I was…I was taught all through my child not to trust my feelings. So, like I was raised to suppress my feelings because they couldn’t be counted on because they could lead me astray. And then I reached a point where I was like, “man, I’m not feeling much of anything, I need to get in touch with my feelings.” So, it was like this back and forth emotional part of our lives. Does…does God have feelings, though? Does God have an emotional life? I mean, on the one hand we’re created in His image so He must, right? Then on the other hand, He’s is God so He wouldn’t have to feel anything. Like if we come to Him and say, “I've sinned Father and this is what I've done”, then he just forgives us and we don't think about it, we just move on, He doesn’t have any feelings about it, we’re allowed to release our feelings from it. Like He's too perfect to feel distress, but that's not the story we find about God in the Bible. We don't find this being who checks in from time to time but really doesn't care, He’s just completely aloof to it all. Even the Bible that we’re reading, like if God didn't care at all to put down the things that He felt about things, and the right paths to walk, then we wouldn't be having the Bible. So, if He didn't feel something toward us we wouldn't be reading the Bible and since we are reading the Bible it's pretty hard to find this aloof, dispassionate being who couldn't care less. At least the way I read the Bible God is very passionate in the Bible. And passion that like…that's an emotional thing. So, we have been working our way since we've gotten into the profits into a lot of warnings and we’ve heard a lot of horrible things that that are potentially out in front of the people who are hearing the prophecies because they won't…because they won't return to the One that they entered into covenant with. And to understand the heart of God, the way he feels about things, is…is no more vivid than what we read in the book of Ezekiel today in all of the Bible. God was speaking to His people, the Hebrew people, and He told a story about his little baby girl. And she was born, and she didn’t even have her umbilical cord cut. Like, she was unwanted and…and so she had been abandoned in a field to die or…or…or to be eaten by a wild animal. And God said He came by and He saw her kicking in that field in her own blood and, quoting from Ezekiel, “as you lay there, I said live.” And, so, the story goes on and the baby moves out of infancy and…and becomes a lovely beautiful young woman under God's care. And when she's old enough, God enters into covenant, a covenant of marriage with her and He bestows all kinds of wonderful things upon her. She has lack for nothing. She's cared for. She is loved when she should have perished in that field. And now she's grown up to be as beautiful as a queen. And this is the imagery that God is choosing to use prophetically to speak to his people about what has happened in their relationship. And, so, He says, “like, you grew up. Things were great. We were in love. But you started noticing you were beautiful, and you started noticing people notice that your beautiful and you liked it. And, so, before long…before long she’d committed adultery, she'd stepped out on the relationship. But it wasn't just this one-time kind of accidental…if there is such a thing…slip up. She began to prostitute herself, she would sleep with anybody and she was taking all the good things that God had given her and she was using those things to commit adultery with the other nations and worship the other gods of the other nations who had become her lovers. And, so, God is basically, “like…I can’t…I can’t believe this is happening.” Right? “How could such a thing ever happen? This is unbelievable.” We should be able to be tracking with this story. I mean like, some of us have been walked through stories like this, but whether we’ve actually walked through a story like this or not, we should be tracking with this story. It's like this story of…of a little baby girl that shouldn't have lived who grew up to become as beautiful as a queen who left the one who saved her life and loved her and was just promiscuous all over the place. So, it's like a terribly ungrateful story. And if it just ended there, that would…that would be enough. But let me just read God's words. These…these are the words He spoke through Jeremiah. “Then you took your sons and daughters, the children you bore me, and you sacrificed them to your God's. Wasn't enough to be a prostitute. Do you have to slaughter my kids by sacrificing them to your idols?” Like, in all of your years of adultery and detestable sin, you have not once remembered the days long ago when you lay naked in a field kicking in your own blood. What sorrow awaits you says the sovereign Lord.” So, if at the beginning when I was like, “does God have any feelings?” If you were like, “No. I don't really think He does.” Well then go read Ezekiel chapter 16 again. It seems as if he very much does. And from the perspective of the story that God told, one that we can really deeply relate to, even though it's thousands of years old it's as relevant today as ever. We can see why He sent the profits to tell the people this is going nowhere, this isn't going to work, we are in covenant. This is not how this relationship is designed to operate. You are going to destroy yourself and I'm watching you do it and I'm getting so…I’m getting so angry at what's happening here. This is not gonna work.” So, we can say like, “yeah, there’s a lot of promises of judgment in the prophets”, but we have to know that they’re…they’re the outcome of the path the people are on. If the people are gonna continue on that path then God is prophetically, in advance, saying what is going to happen. So, rather than this God with a thunderbolt so angry that He’s scorching the earth, we need to understand that God is upset because His beloved is cheating on Him. And He’s saying, “if you’re gonna go that way this is what it will look like. However, you don't have to go that way. You can come back to me. You can return to me and I will actually take you back. You don't deserve it at all, but I will take you back because I love you.? And all of a sudden, we can see that this story is an ongoing story. It's a story that would send Jesus here to rescue us. So, if we want to…if we really really want what's going on here, what's being said here then we need to look at ourselves as the little girl in the story, which…which should make us uncomfortable. And maybe as we end our time here and we kind of all go away from the global campfire out into the world, maybe we should just stay here by ourselves for little bit just around the campfire alone. Maybe there's a conversation with God that needs to happen because now maybe we’re seeing that He really does love us and what we do does matter to Him and does matter to his heart.

Prayer:

Father…Father forgive us. We don't know what we’re doing, and this was Your prayer as You were being executed on our behalf. This was Your prayer. And, so, we ask forgiveness. Your words spoken in the book of Ezekiel certainly bring this home and bring this close. It's just so easy to think of You as the eternal forgiver, that that You will overlook all of our faults, and You will. It’s a love that is so beyond our capacity we can't even comprehend it, but we confess that we've abused Your mercy and grace and kindness so many times we wouldn't even know where to start to count. And now we’re seeing what that feels like for You from the book of Ezekiel and that changes things because now we’re seeing what we haven't seen before. Forgive is God. Take us back Lord. We come running back to You asking for forgiveness, not forgiveness so that we can turn around and cheat on You, as it were, again tomorrow, but so that we understand that we have entered into a covenant and it is all that we are in exchange for all that You are and it's so lopsided in our favor, why would we ever walk away? And yet we confess we have sinned against You in thought, word, and deed by what we have done and by what we have left undone and we are truly sorry and we humbly repent. Come Holy Spirit and lead us into all truth we ask in the name of Jesus. Amen.

Song:

Gungor – Ezekiel

I found you naked I found you lying there In blood.

Your mother left you, Your father threw you out. Unloved.

I clothed your body I washed the blood and dirt From your hair.

I gave you jewelry I gave you everything I had.

I gave My heart My heart, My love I gave my heart, My heart, My love

You became like You were a stunning Bride The world, they saw you And how you loved their wives My Bride

You broke My heart My heart, My love You broke My heart My heart, My love.

You sold your body; Exposed to all, My love You slept with Stranger You gave them everything we had.

Come back, My love My love, come back. Come back, My love. My love, come back.