Author's note: These fics are based on real episodes from all four seasons of Supernatural. The characters and plots belong to the creator and writers for the show
Faith
So she was joining the Winchester brothers. There wasn't really a reason not to; she was bored of hunting by herself and really needed the assistance in the physical aspect. She knew how to kill things but wasn't always strong enough to do it. If they were willing, hell, asking her to join them, she wasn't going to argue.
In the time it took them to find a new job, Kayla got to know the brothers a little better. They weren't really open about specific details, but she got the general idea of how long they'd been hunting, the types of supernatural creatures they'd encountered, and how much they cared about each other. She got the last part from watching them interact. When they weren't busy making fun of each other, they generously dished it in her direction as well. They definitely skipped the 'be on your best behavior for the new girl' part of their new camaraderie.
The memory of the laughter in the car just moments ago quickly faded when they found the kids in the basement of that old house. You never want to find kids in the basement, Kayla was instantly unnerved.
"This thing better not be a pervert or I'll personally rip its head off." She smiled softly to the two children, who were shivering in terror. "Come on guys, we're taking you home."
With temporary surrender of the fierce role of the hunt, she grabbed the kids' hands and pulled them out of the closet. "Come with me."
She headed for the stairs and moved the kids in front of her to go up.
"Go!" Dean ordered them faster. She urged the kids forward but turned when she heard the crash and saw Sam tumbling down the staircase. "Sam!" In retaliation Dean stepped around the corner and shot with the taser, from the sound that followed she assumed he hit the damn thing. "Sam make sure they get out."
Sam looked conflicted about leaving him but glanced to Kayla and the kids and tossed Dean his gun. "Take this."
He followed them up the stairs and out to the front porch, where Kayla told the kids to get in the back seat of the car. She motioned to the house.
"I got them, go back for Dean."
Sam ran back into the house and skidded down the stairs. "Dean?" He turned the corner and saw him lying in the puddle, his heart skipped; too still. "Dean!" No response. It took him a moment to realize Kayla was yelling from the stairs.
"Did you get it?!"
"Call an ambulance!" He made another feeble attempt to shake Dean as Kayla came down the steps.
"What happened?"
"I don't know, just make the call. Call an ambulance."
She pulled out her cell phone as Sam pulled his brother from the water he was lying in. "Is he breathing?" Her hands were shaking, she steadied them to punch in 911.
He put a hand in front of Dean's mouth. "Yeah, he's still breathing."
"I don't have a signal. I'm gonna try outside." She sprinted up the steps, her heart racing as she stared hard at her phone, waiting for the signal to change. All at once she was thrown back into reality, back into being concerned for someone else. Her prayers were answered as the bar showed up on her screen.