Summary: After the car accident, Blaire discovers things about herself that really begin to frighten her, but on their quest to stop the yellow-eyed demon, the Winchesters realise they have to be stronger than ever before. Please R&R.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Blaire Winchester. I don't own some of the lines used either.

A/N: Hi! Okay, here's the second fic in the series and it starts from just after where the first fic ended!

As usual, the chapter is only short, but they will be much longer as the story goes on.

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The Paths We Tread: Facing Our Truth

Chapter One

Blaire awoke to see a white light, the face of her mother becoming clearer through the gorgeous brightness before her.

"Momma?"

"Hi, baby girl…" Mary said sweetly, stroking her wounded child's face gently, "You're not to stay here, honey. Your brothers need you…your father needs you."

"But, Mom…I…they're dead…" Blaire breathed, "Dean…Dean can't have survived that…"

"He has, but you need to go back…" Mary said, kissing her daughter's head, "I love you, Blaire."

"Love you, Mom."

Blaire's eyes shot open and she was met with the eyes of a woman who was very like her mother, kind eyes and gentle voice awakening her. The vague sounds of sirens filled the air and then she saw her brother.

"Tell me if they're okay!" He was yelling, "Tell me if they're okay!"

"S-Sam?" She asked, trying not to sob in the horrendous pain in her side, "Sammy?"

"Blaire!" Sam cried, running towards his sister and kneeling by her side, "Oh my God, you're alive!"

"Sammy…" Blaire breathed, her lower lip trembling as the fear set in, "Where are Dean and Dad…"

"I don't know, sweetheart, I don't know." Sam replied, taking her hand and kissing it, "You're gonna be okay."

After her roadside fix-up, Blaire was taken to the hospital with her family and she currently stood by Dean's bed, taking his hand in her own as she winced at the pain in her side. She was okay to be up and about, and to go and see her family, which she was grateful for because Dean looked frankly horrible as he lay here all battered and bruised.

"Oh, Dean…" She whispered, kissing his forehead, "Please say you can hear me…"

It hurt to see her brother so ill. Sam hadn't told her what the doctors had said and that not only pissed her off but it scared the life out of her too.

"Blaire?" Blaire looked up and she saw Dean standing at the edge of the bed, jumping and letting the body's hand go, "Blaire, you can see me?"

"Dean?" She asked, "Wh…wha…what?"

"I know…" Dean breathed, looking at his body, "They…they say I might not wake up, but I'm gonna, girl, you see if I don't."

"Why can I see you…?" She asked, everything suddenly slotting into place as she gasped, "I saw Mom…"

"Huh?" Dean asked, looking at his sister's bruised and cut face.

"I saw Momma…" She whispered, "When…when I woke up I was surrounded by light and Mom told me to come back because you guys all need me…"

"Near death?" Dean asked, Blaire nodding in response.

"I think…oh God, I'm Haley Joel Osmond…"

Dean chuckled and looked at his body.

"Can you tell Sam what I'm saying?" He asked, Blaire nodding at him.

"Only if…if he knows I'm being serious and not playing a stupid joke…" She breathed, "I've gotta be careful here."

This was so damn scary. She was talking to her brother's wandering spirit, and now she had to reveal to her father and her brother that Dean was indeed walking amongst them…just in a spirit.

The stress never ends.

-TBC-

Not much detail, I know, but we're gonna be looking at 2,500-4,000 word chapters because if not this fic would go on forever.

Hope you enjoyed!

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