Akuma's P.O.V.

I laid in the bed, staring at the roof. I knew that I could wake up to my body but I wanted to stay in this place a bit longer. I hadn't had to deal with anyone yet and I wouldn't have to until I decided to wake up in my own body. I had been laying here for hours, listening to Sam and Alice mutter out in the hallway and watching Alice come and sit beside my unconscious body, her face worried with an undertone of slight anger. She was gone now and I stood with a sigh, gazing down at my body for a moment before standing and walking out into the hall, my eyes wandering around.

There was plenty of people around but they were all conscious on the other side of the veil so they couldn't see me. I didn't bother avoiding anyone and walked right through them, barely paying attention as I ducked into the room next to mine, having heard Sam and Alice's voices over there. I walked up to them, not really paying attention to them. Instead I surveyed the room, frowning when I noticed Dean. He was laying on the hospital bed, unmoving with tubes and wires connecting to various machines around his body, exactly like my body had. I could feel my heart sinking when I realized that it meant that he could possibly wake up to this side of the veil. I rocked back on my heels, not bothering to try and pay attention to what Sam and Alice were saying and not bothering to avoid Alice as I left, moving right through my sister and turning out of the door.

Sam's P.O.V

I shifted my weight slightly and knocked on the door for my dad's room, waiting for his gruff permission before stepping inside, running a hand over my face. I was glad my dad was okay, but I was honestly a lot more worried about Dean and would rather that dad was in Dean's position. "How you feeling?" I asked, stopping beside his bed and looking down at my father, taking in his ragged face and dark eyes.

"I'm fine." Dad spoke hoarsely, clearing his throat after. He looked just as exhausted as I felt. "I need you to get me some stuff… it'll help protect us, and especially dean, from yellow eyes. We need it if that whore daughter of his is a room over from him." My jaw tightened as I wanted to defend Akuma but I knew that if I did, I would be punished by my father's wrath. I just nodded at his comment and cleared my throat to speak.

"What do you need?" I folded my arms over my chest, sucking in a deep breath, slightly puffing out my chest.

"Acacia, oil of Abrameli, and some candles." Dad croaked, clearing his throat and looking up at me, shifting so he was in a better sitting up position. "Just be fast, we don't want this taking too long. We don't need Dean dying on us. I called a tow truck to take the Impala to Bobby's. Hopefully he can fix up that stupid car." He instructed and I nodded again, barely taking time to mutter 'yes sir' before ducking out of the room and heading down the hall. I sent Alice a quick text to let her know that I'd be out grabbing some things for my dad before ducking out the front doors.

I considered hotwiring a car but opted to call a cab instead, knowing that it would be a lot easier. The cab arrived shortly after I made the call, I shot Bobby a text letting him know about the situation. On arrival to Bobby's, I quickly thanked the man before jumping out of the cab. Walking up the Bobby's house I knocked heavily on his door a few times before the door flew open and the familiar man greeted me with open arms.

"Thanks for doing this Bobby." I smiled as he patted me hard on the shoulder. I winced a bit, still sore from the accident but it didn't bother me too bad. I was anxious to get the ingredients for dad and to make sure Dean was safe, though I was sure that Alice would be able to protect him if totally necessary. But I also wanted to see the Impala and make sure that she was okay. After everything that had happened Dean needed something. Even if she was a bit beat up, Dean should be able to fix her back up. He's fixed her plenty of times before and I didn't see why this time should be any different.

"Anything' for you kiddo. What's on the grocery list today?" I chuckled at his words and offered another smile, though this one was smaller and more worried. It was hard to keep my mind in the present but I had to make sure that I did so I could get things right; I couldn't risk screwing any of this up.

"Did you get the car? Dad said it should have been here by now." I questioned, my voice a bit intense as I followed the older man inside, raking a hand through my hair. I only waited a beat before piping up with the list of ingredients, rubbing my hands together nervously as I spoke, still waiting for a response about the car. Dean needed his car to be okay, or at least fixable, or he'd go crazy.

"Yeah, but it's hard to say what's gunna work and what's scrap. I'm telling ya, this car, I don't think that it can be salvaged. Its gunna take a miracle to fix up that puppy." There was a moment of silence before Bobby spoke again, looking as if he was thinking. "By the way, Sam, those ingredients are for summoning a demon. I don't know what your old man is up to but it's got a bad stink all over it." He finally said after a few moments. I stared at him in shock, feeling a soft anger work its way up my gut. I didn't say anything, only watched Bobby wait for an answer before giving up and turning away. I started, watching for a moment as he started gathering ingredients before I turned and walked out the back to check on the impala and to grab the colt for dad. I stopped when I reached the vehicle's, glancing between Dean's Baby and Akuma's car. Baby was smashed into the side and nearly completely destroyed and the other car was torn up in the front, which was nearly smashed all the way in while the side was pretty fucked up as well. I sucked in a breath and moved around the trunk of baby, prying it open and grabbing the colt, carefully stowing it away before closing the trunk again and taking in another breath. It looked like the impala was completely ruined and there would be absolutely no fixing it, but I knew that Dean was the only one to fix her and he'd do just that. She was our home and there was no way he'd let her die.

I slowly made my way back to the house and gave Bobby another smile, taking the ingredients from him. I had ordered the cab driver to stay outside and wait for me so the moment I had the ingredients I tossed another thank you at the older man and headed out to the cab. I was just about to get in when I felt his hand on my shoulder, pulling me around to face him.

"Sam, you keep your eye on John, alright?" He asked, looking and sounding as worried as I felt angry. I nodded at him and slipped into the cab, bouncing my leg the entire ride to the hospital, basically throwing the money at the man and not bothering with asking for change before I jumped out and headed up to see my father, eager to demand why he had asked for ingredients to summon a demon, and what demon he planned to summon.

Dean's P.O.V

I woke up with what felt like a groggy hangover, the memory of the accident slowly coming back to me. I groaned and reached up to touch my tender forehead, feeling the long wound across my head. I had to blink several times in order to clear my vision, clearing it just in time to see a flick of long, black hair. Slowly I felt myself waking up and pushed up a bit, taking in my surroundings. Alice and Sam were standing a few feet from the bed, neither of them paying attention to me as they talked, their voices too low to make out. I ran a hand over my mouth and swung my legs over the side of the bed, studying my brother and how tense he was. "Sammy!" I called, clearing my throat to clear it, frowning when I noticed that my brother hadn't even turned a little bit. "... Sammy?" I called again, my voice stronger and clearer this time. Sam didn't turn this time either, though Alice frowned and looked around the room, causing Sam to look as well. Their eyes grazed right past me and landed on something behind me before Alice turned to Sam and muttered something about going to check on Akuma before she ducked out of the room. I bit back a feeling of anger at the woman's name and watched Sam sit down in a chair, his gaze still focused behind me, piquing my interest. I turned to see what he was looking at and stumbled back, freezing when I saw that he was staring at my unconscious body. I stared for a moment before clearing my head, the only thought I could process being "Fuck."

Not seeing any other option I turned and headed out into the hallway to try and find some way to get back to my body, and to find who or whatever had left my room. The hall was completely empty, dragging a slightly frustrated sigh as I walked down, stopping when I reached the open door of the room next to me. Akuma was laying on the bed in the room, her hair spread around her in a dark pool that looked newly cleaned, and her skin was looking more like its regular complexion now, though there was a large amount of wires and tubes hooked up to her, supporting her body just as much as they were supporting mine. I felt a soft twinge of worry, wondering if she was okay but I pushed it away with a fresh wave of anger. She had hidden that she was a demon from me, which was bad but the thing that pissed me off most was that she was the daughter of the monster that killed my mother and ruined my life. She shouldn't be around any of us, if he hated her as much as it seemed then she was just putting us all in danger. She should know that. I glared hard at her body and turned, walking away and down the hall again, not really knowing where I was going or what I was going to do; I just needed to clear my head.

I hadn't been walking for very long when a feeling that something was about to go terribly wrong overwhelmed me, urging me to run back to my room. When I rounded the corner I froze, staring at something big and black, hanging above my bed and reaching out. The monitors were going crazy and there were doctors surrounding me while Sam looked on. I couldn't see his face, but his body was rigid. I ran forward, a surge of panic and anger rising in my chest as I reached out and touched it, a shock vibrating through my body as it reared back and bolted out of the room. I turned and ran after it, vaguely hearing the monitors returning to normal in my room as I ran, chasing whatever it was that had been killing me. I watched the thing turn another corner and I went to move after it, stopping short when I heard someone flat lining in another room. I turned into it and stopped, noticing a young woman with brown hair standing to the side and staring at the bed.

"Hey!?" I yelled, and surprisingly enough the woman turned to me. "You can see me?" She nodded after turning her head back to the room, I peered in to see what was going on. "Is that you?" I asked and she nodded again, not saying anything. I watched as the nurses and doctor tried to help this poor woman, but after several minutes of resuscitation they stopped and pronounced her as dead. "I'm sorry."

"I saw it coming." She turned to me and spoke, her voice low as looked up at me, a small, sad smile crossing her face for a brief moment. "You know, terminal cancer and all." Her eyes glanced over me before returning to mine, her arms moving to wrap around herself. "I'm Tessa."

"Dean. What is this?" I gestured to the space around us, still confused as to why no one could see me except for her. I wanted to ask her about the thing I had seen, but I didn't want to push for that yet, instead I dropped my arms back to my side, trying to be patient as I waited for an answer.

"The veil? It's what ghosts get stuck in, you know, those kinds of stories." She walked past me and waved her hand to follow. I did so immediately, not taking a second to think about it. "I've been out of my body for a while, it's weird you know, feeling but not feeling. So what happened to you?" She questioned as we walked, moving through the halls again. I was curious as to why she was still here and hadn't moved on yet, but I wasn't going to push her about it right now. She was probably just passing time until it was her time, maybe they didn't all move on right away.

"Car accident." I muttered, running a hand over my mouth, glancing over at her and meeting her gaze for a brief moment before I looked away, my gaze wandering the empty walls. There were a few nurses and visitors that passed by and one doctor, but none looked at us. I probably could have moved right through them if I wanted to, but that would have been really weird and creepy for me. This entire situation was weird and creepy, I really wanted to get out of here but I really didn't have any idea on how I could do that.

"That sucks. Well, you're not dead yet, so that's a good sign I guess." I followed her around until we managed to get back to my wing of the hospital, my pace slowing a bit. We seemed to have been everywhere but not really anywhere all at once, and it seemed as if everything was the same. A couple of doctors stood in the hall and there was a nurse that we had passed by earlier. I stopped shortly before we passed Akuma's room and I watched Tessa stop as well, turning to look at me with confusion in her eyes. I really didn't want to see Akuma right now and we'd have to pass her room with the door still open; besides, I doubted that I'd be able to find a way back to the living side of the veil around here, or I would have found it already.

"Got any family?" I questioned, moving to put my hands in my pockets and sighing a bit when I remembered that I was in hospital clothes, which wouldn't have pockets. I moved one of my hands to my hair, rubbing it through the short mess instead. I was unnecessarily fidgety, I bounced a bit and watched her lift her eyebrows and smile a bit. At least I had someone to talk to, if we hadn't found anyone else that could see us so far she had probably been alone for a long time. The thought settled me a bit and I rested back on my feet regularly, holding her gaze calmly.

"No, just me. My parents died in a house fire a long time ago." Tessa explained, her voice dropping a bit as she spoke. Her gaze turned down before she looked back at me, her expression more calm than it had been before, though she still looked mildly upset. She could probably go see her family now, it would be a calming thought in her situation.

"Yeah, my dad and my brother. Actually, I should go see if they are okay." We headed towards the room I thought I saw my dad in earlier, ignoring Akuma's room and frowned when we past mine and I saw a head of black hair. I froze, momentarily forgetting about Tessa as I whipped around, backtracking and turning into my room. My dad and Sam were both in there and seemed to be arguing a bit, both looking pretty upset but I brushed them off, turning my attention to Akuma. She was standing over my bed, her head tilted down a bit as if she was looking down on me. I felt anger rising hard in my chest, making it hard to suck in the breath to speak. "You get the hell away from me!" I snarled, watching her whip around and stare up at me with wide eyes. She looked like her body did, with a deep purple bruise covering the right side of her face, her arms stitched together, and hand shaped bruises around her biceps. The sight disgusted and angered me more, and though those were more aimed at the other demon who had caused them it easily mixed in with my complete anger towards her. She ran her tongue over her lips, drawing my attention to the cut crossing the bottom of her lip. She looked scared and I felt content fill my chest for a moment; she should be scared. She ducked her head a bit and took a step back from her, her hair falling across her face as she hit the bed, causing it to move back a bit...

"You're awake…" Her voice was low and husky as she glanced around as if trying to find a way out. I rolled my eyes at her and held my spot between her and the door, there was no way I was letting her out of here before I got across to her. If she was going anywhere she was going to actually leave. Get away from me, my brother, and Alice before she killed us all. "I was just-"

"I don't care what you were doing, just get the fuck away from me." I interrupted her, feeling even more pissed and betrayed now; she sounded as if she was going to say she was checking on me. I didn't need her, of all people, checking on me. My voice sounding completely calm but I was still yelling pretty loud, but she just stared at me. Her eyes were still wide and held fear but she didn't shrink back or try to move again, some sort of determination crossed her face and she stayed still until I opened my mouth again. At that point she lifted her arms and I didn't think before lunging forward, wrapping my arms around her biceps, moving her away from my unconscious and vulnerable body.

"You can't just leave him here like this!" Sam spoke, catching my attention and causing me to finally, fully, realize that dad and Sam were there. I watched them for a moment, wanting them to leave but I knew that they couldn't see or hear me. I let go of Akuma's arm, pushing her back a little, she was facing the door now but she didn't look as if she was going to move. Her lips had formed a thin line and her chin was tilted up as she met my eyes.

"You lied to me! You're a monster, the very thing that we hunt! A demon, Akuma! How could you do this to me!?" I tried to start calm this time and I meant to stop there but realized that it sounded like I cared more about how I felt than anything, which was not true. I was more worried about everyone else. Like always, they mattered first. "And Sam?! We both trusted you! And Alice… does she even know?!" By the time I finished the third question I had started shouting again. I could feel the anger rocking through me as if a miniature hurricane was about to explode out of me and tear down the entire hospital. I could hear dad and Sam raising their voices at each other as well and I couldn't handle it. I looked around and let my one hand fly out, smacking a glass of water that was on the table beside my bed, sending it smashing to the floor where it shattered, splatting water everywhere. I stared down at the glass in shock, not sure how I did it. I noticed that Sam had stopped speaking and looked up at him, watching as he surveyed the room before leaving without saying another word.

I brought myself back to the argument with Akuma, anger replacing the shock in my body once again as I turned and saw her walking out of the room before Sam. "Where the hell do you think you're going?!" I snapped, moving after her and reaching out, stopping short when she whipped around to stare at me, her face smooth, though her eyes still held fear and a hint of pain.

"What the fuck do you want?" She demanded, her voice was ice. Her eyes seemed to clear and she gave me a familiar glare, her blue eyes blazing as she stared up at me, her lips pulled back in a small snarl. She looked defensive and it just made the anger surge in me more. She had no right to be defensive or talking to me like that. She was the one who lied for months, she was the one who put us in danger and was continuing to do so, she was the one who was going to leave and not come back.

"I want you to leave." I growled, still yelling as I spoke. I fought to keep my voice steady and even, refusing to let the anger completely take it over. Akuma didn't speak, just looked at me with a blank gaze, as if she wasn't processing anything that I was saying. "Did you hear me? Or are you suddenly deaf? You need to leave."

"You don't un-" She went to speak but I interrupted her, not caring what she was about to say. She wasn't going to agree to leave so I wasn't going to give her a chance to try to explain or to try to get out of it. Her kind were master manipulators and she would probably convince me to let her stay; that wasn't going to happen.

"I don't want to hear any excuses. You're putting us all in danger by being here. You may not care about me or Sam, and we definitely don't give a shit about you and your issues anymore, but you should at least care about Alice." I heard her gasp slightly when I mentioned Alice, she suddenly stood very still, her body stiff. "You're going to be the reason one or all of us ends up dead. Do you really want to be the reason Alice dies? Because you will be. Your father will show up and slaughter her, just like he did to my mother and Sam's girlfriend." I ranted, my hands shaking by the time I was done speaking. I curled them into fists and sucked in a deep breath through my nose, a frustrated growl ripping through my chest as her shoulders slumped forward. "If you stay and let that happen you might as well kill her yourself." I finished, noticing that her bottom lip was trembling now, her eyes were wet and there were a couple of streaks down her face. It was probably wrong but satisfaction settled in my chest as she stared at me for a moment longer, her breathing uneven as she nodded.

"Just watch out for the reaper." She said quietly, her voice shaking as her lips formed a tight line before she turned and walked out of the room.

Sam's P.O.V.

I shifted the weight of the bag in my arms as I rushed back through the hallways, excited to get to work on my new idea. If I was right then I should be able to talk to dean, or at least Akuma, and get some answers. I rounded the corner to the hallway that Dean's room was in, stopping when I saw Alice walking out of her sister's room. She looked tired and stressed, which I got. We had been talking a bit about everything and she had been pissed at first that Akuma hadn't told her that yellow eyes was her father, we all were, but she was moving past it faster. I was pretty sure it was because she was so worried, but she hadn't really said anything after that. She was just working on staying awake and making sure that both Dean and Akuma were okay.

"Where did you go?" She looked up at me and tilted her head slightly, looking confused. Her eyes dropped down to what I had in my hand and she frowned slightly, her eyes filled with curiosity as she met mine again. "What's that for?"

"I think dean is awake and wandering around on the other side." I opened the bag to reveal the Ouija board, feeling excitement and nerves fill my chest as I spoke; I wasn't sure if this would work, but I was praying that it would. "A glass of water got knocked down while I was fighting with dad… I'm hoping that we can communicate through this. It's a long shot but I'm hoping that this thing actually works." Alice lifted her eyebrows with a slight smile before she offered a shrug. She looked like she didn't think it would work but I could also see a flicker of hope in her eyes. She was probably thinking more about Akuma which I didn't fully care about at this point, I was still kind of pissed with the new information.

"Why not give it a try?" She muttered and I nodded, leading the way into Dean's room. I settled on the floor and glanced up as Alice stood behind me, gesturing for her to sit beside me, setting up the board as she slowly moved and sat down across from me. Her eyes were shaded and her hair fell in front of her face a bit. I reached out and left my hands on the piece that would be used to speak to my brother and sucked in a deep breath, trying to work up the courage. Alice shifted and settled with her knee resting on top of mine, turning and giving me an encouraging smile, though there was still a long silence before I worked up the courage to speak into the open air.

"Dean, you there?" I scanned the room, waiting for a response, feeling the slider move across the board to 'yes'. I sucked in a breath and smiled wide, feeling all the worry in my chest be replaced with relief. "Are you okay?" I continued, watching the slider move on its own and back to the 'yes'. I sighed in relief opening my mouth to ask something else when Alice butted in.

"Is Akuma there?" I glanced over to her, worried about the answer. She looked impatient while we waited through a long pause before the slider slowly inched its way across to the 'no'. Alice frowned, looking disappointed as she sighed slightly before nodding, turning her face away from the board. The slider moved across the board quicker now, spelling out a word and I turned to look at Alice again.

"Alice, can you pass me that piece of paper and a pen?" I instructed more than asked, memorizing the letters as the thing moved, writing them down when Alice handed me to paper and a pen. "R-E-A-P-E-R...reaper? Dean, are you hunting?" I questioned, a frown crossing my face as the piece slowly moved to 'yes' again.