This Place Is Magnificent

The Bunker...

Unlike the magical travel Bill and Molly were used to, traveling with the angel was very pleasant, quick, and quiet. Landing without difficulty inside the atrium of the Bunker, Dean sighs, "Home Sweet Home." Dean looks over at Cas, "Thanks Cas." "You're welcome Dean. If you excuse me, I must go check on things." Cas states and disappears before anyone could say anything else.

Dean looks over to his guest, their eyes are wandering every which way, trying to take everything in. "Come on. I'll give you the tour." Dean walks further inside, coming to a stop at the War table. "This is the War room, we got your basic, older model communications, a War table, and this table has been known to light up like a Christmas tree when a cosmic event occurs." Bill and Molly are amazed. They are listening intently to Dean, "Next we have the library." "Bloody Hell! Hermione would go batty if she saw this." Bill says while his eyes almost bug out of his head. 'Smack!' "OW!" Bill rubs the back of his head. "Language!" Molly says with a stern, tight lipped smile. "Sorry mum."

Dean chuckles to himself. "Oh. I almost forgot. If you look down, and all of the walls throughout the bunker have extensive warding. And please be careful with the weapons all through the place. Just assume everything is sharp or loaded. Ok. And here is the book that brought my brother and I to you." Dean picks up the thick tome and hands it to Bill. "This book was found in room 7B, which I'll show you in a little bit. But after the kitchen."

Molly immediately perked up. "How big is the kitchen? Do we need to stock it?" Molly almost running alongside Dean into the kitchen. "Before more people show up, I'll have a friend stock the pantry and freezers." Dean smiles at Molly. Entering the kitchen from the library, "I have to be honest, this is the first time in my adult life I've had my own kitchen. And I still can't get over how big it is. It's not up-to-date, but everything is in working order." Dean can't get over how excited Molly is over the kitchen. "I will have more than enough room to cook for everyone." Molly couldn't help herself as she started to open the freezers and fridges one by one. "The Order has decided, with your permission of course, I will be staying here to receive anyone who uses the port key."

After thinking for a moment, Dean nods his head in agreement, "Let's go ahead and finish the tour and we'll get you situated in one of the spare bedrooms. Follow me. As you can see, the kitchen has two entry ways, one from the library and the other faces the hallway with the bedrooms."

As they continue the tour, Dean explains each room, where the bathrooms, shower rooms, and the garage is located. "Last but not least 7B." Dean opens the door, walks in and opens the false wall to the dungeon with the Devil's Trap engraved into the floor. "What is this used for?" Asked Bill. "Unruly guest. We had to use this room for interrogating demons. The Devil's Trap prevents them from being able to escape." Dean knows this all too well. "Sam and I haven't even explored this whole place and we've been here for over three years." Dean shuts the doors to the dungeon then heads towards the bedrooms. "Here is where you'll be staying, it's the closest bedroom to the kitchen, and you'll be able to get to the door fastest from this room." Molly walks into the room, "This is lovely dear. Thank you." "You're welcome. Just glad we could help in some way. Go ahead and get comfortable, I'm going to get cleaned up and then Bill and I will head back."

Dean turns to Bill, "You ok?" Bill is looking at the front cover of the tome he was handed since he never put it down. "This is Dumbledore's own personal copy. That's his handwriting." Bill shows the other two Dumbledore's name neatly written inside the tome. "Hm. Well, I'll be back shortly. Then we can call Cas to take us back." "Sounds good mate." Bill is still preoccupied with the book. Dean walks to his room, grabs clean clothes and heads to the shower room.

"So mum, what do you think of this place? Of the Winchesters?" Bill wants to know Molly's honest opinion. "I think this place is magnificent and under any other circumstances would be a great place to live. As for the Winchesters, they are good, kind-hearted people who got caught up in a mess that isn't theirs. But they are making the best of what they can offer, and I am grateful. This place will be the last place to come looking for any of us." Molly smiles at Bill, "I suppose I should update your father."

Molly tries to cast her patronus, but it does not manifest. "Maybe this place is too warded, probably have to go outside mum." States Bill. "Right, let's walk outside then. You can stand at the door, just in case." Molly heads to the atrium with Bill following behind her. Once outside, Molly is able to cast her patronus, "Arthur, we have made it to the bunker and it is well suited for everyone. Go ahead with multiple port keys. The password will be..." Molly looks to Bill who is holding the door open, "Poughkeepsie. It's the Winchesters code word for 'drop everything and run'." And with those final words Molly's patronus starts its journey to Arthur.

"All set?" Dean asks Bill. Dean sets down his packed duffle bag full of guns, ammunition, and his favorite machete. "Yeah mate. You think you have enough?" Bill points to the bag. "Eh, I tried to fit the grenade launcher but Sam would have a fit. He thinks I'm too irresponsible with it." Dean shrugs his shoulders. "You will surely get along with the twins." Bill shakes his head and chuckles.

Dean was getting ready to call Cas when Arthur's Weasel patronus was heard squealing outside the bunker door. Molly opens the door, and in Arthur's voice, "Molly we have word that Narcissa is wanting to get Draco out, but she is scared they will be tracked. She is offering to help take down You-Know-Who." The weasel disappeared, leaving the three of them to figure out if they want to help or not. Dean is struck with an idea, "Can you step outside and see if you can sense our presence inside the bunker?" Asking Molly. She nods her head and walks further outside, letting the door slam shut behind her.

"Homenum Revelio.... Nothing." Molly sighs in relief. She walks back over to the door and knocks, patiently waiting for the door to open. Dean opens the door, "Did it work?" "Absolutely nothing! No magical signatures, you didn't even register Dean. This place truly is magnificent." "That's Awesome! I'm going to call Cas and see if he can pick up those two, since he can get in and out without being noticed."

Narcissa is sitting on the edge of Draco's bed where he is lying unconscious after another torture session from 'You-Know-Who' or by her own sister, Bellatrix, for failing to locate the missing trio. Draco has suffered the Cruciatus Curse at least three times a day for a minimum of twenty minutes each time. His mother could only stand by and watch, but she's had enough. Nothing is worth losing her only son, not even blood supremacy, so she made a decision to contact the Order and get them both out of there. Hoping they will help, she sits by Draco's side waiting for news on what is going to happen next not expecting to hear the flutter of wings behind her at the end of the bed.

She jumps from where she is sitting, draws her wand at the dark-haired, blue-eyed angel, "Who are you? What are you?" Narcissa asks after getting a look at his wings. "My name is Castiel, I'm an angel of the lord. I've been sent to retrieve you two." Cas states in his usual monotone voice. Narcissa turns to look at Draco, lowers her wand, and faces the angel. "What do we have to do?" She asks the angel. "Grab ahold of your son, and take my hand." Cas extends his hand. Narcissa leans over to Draco and whispers, "I'm taking you away from here." Grabbing onto Draco's wrist then taking Cas' outstretched hand, disappearing from Malfoy Manor and reappearing in the bunker.