— Another Library
Sam couldn’t help the grin that formed on his face when he saw the bewildered look on Molly’s. Yeah, she definitely thought he was crazy. She excused herself, and he nodded, not actually expecting her to return, no matter what she promised. Maybe he could find out more about her patients through John; although, so far the doctor hadn’t been too cooperative when it came to volunteering information about hospital patients.
Sam was just pushing his chair out when Molly sat down again. Interesting. He’d misjudged her, apparently. He pulled his chair back in and leaned against the table, thinking about her new question carefully. “Well.. demons aren’t very picky about the people they choose. As ong a s they’re alive and able to move, they’re a candidate.” And sometimes they didn’t even take the healthy ones, he thought, recalling when Ruby had inhabited a coma patient.
“We think they just choose at random, really. Whoever happens to be around. It looks like your patients were all at the wrong place at the wrong time.”
“But why would demons be here? Does the sulfur stay in the blood after the demon leaves? Why is the sulfur still visible even after the blood has gone through multiple tests? What exactly are demons?” Molly took a deep breath. She’d never believed that she knew everything about the world. But this was a lot more than she had guessed. She had never been very religious, but her parents had taken her to church a few times when she was a child. However, all the stories involving demons were really fuzzy in her mind. Anyway, she was pretty sure no one in the Bible did blood tests.
“Also, there is this other thing in their blood stream. Is that part of it?” Molly quickly sketched out the not virus. “It seems like they work together to affect each other, but they are so different. I’ve never seen sulfur in the blood, but I couldn’t tell you even what elements make up this second thing.”
Molly certainly liked asking questions. With her attitude, she was probably very good at her job. Which was why this case seemed to be bothering her so much. “Well, demons don’t always have a reason to be around other than creating havoc. But so many in once place.. I think they’re gathering for something. Something big.” Sam was silent for a moment, wondering if this was Crowley’s doing, like so many things were. Then he realized Molly still had questions that needed answered.
“I’m not really sure. I’m not really experienced with medical side of this. We do the hunting, the exorcising, and the killing, but we try to leave the science to the professionals. My best guess, though? The demons are probably still riding their hosts, so that’s why the sulfur is still there.
“And demons? Demons were created by the ang- well, devil, actually, Lucifer after he was banished from heaven. They’re corrupted human souls after their torture in Hell; evil beings. Demons then go on torture and destroy things because they think it’s fun. Or otherwise, they want to avoid more torture for themselves. They only seek destruction.” And no matter what he thought before, there was no way they could be trusted.
Now Molly was sketching something out, and talking about something else that was in their blood. “A virus?” Sam moved his chair closer to Molly so he could get a better look at the drawing. He didn’t recognize it, but he probably couldn’t have identified a picture of the common cold, either. “Could be Croatoan.. But then it would be spreading faster. No, whatever this is, it seems to be more contained. I don’t know it, though.” Maybe he should call Dean. But he was busy with the weeping angels, and he had been too worried about Sam anyway. Dean needed a break from his younger brother’s delusions.