A/N: 30 Reviews! WOOHOO! Ok so I know that's not many, but it's enough to get these fingers of mine typing. Which is where this baby came from.
Welcome to the sequel of Third eye blind. That would make this the 6th story in my WTAWTAW Verse and I'm glad you all are back. Prepare for new adventures, new and old characters, and plenty of shocking revelation. Prepare for another journey people.
I'd like to start with a teaser if I may...
One Year Ago…
I died. My husband disappeared into an explosion of black goo and I just passed out and died. For all of about ten minutes. At least that's what I was told when I woke up sitting in a cold hospital room eighteen hours later. I opened my eyes to see Balthazar and Sam arguing about something I couldn't quite make out. The moment I realized where I was I tried my hand at an escape, but it didn't work. They caught me and both turned their eyes only on me. So much for that plan.
"Katie" Sam said moving to my side and taking my hand. "Are you ok?" He looked down to me worried, but I saw something else in his eyes.
"No" I answered honestly before tossing the covers off of me.
"What are you doing?" Balthazar asked and my eyes whipped to him. For a second I forgot he was even there which even I had to admit was strange.
"I'm getting out of here" I said reaching up and touching my bandaged head. "What happened?"
"You don't remember?" Balthazar asked. I looked over to him before looking down to my hand. My bare hand.
"Where—"
"Here" Sam said digging in his pocket and pulling out her wedding ring. "I thought I would keep it safe for you"
"Thanks" I said before reaching forward for the ring. I held it in my hand for a moment. Dean was gone. I felt as if I needed to repeat it for it to actually sink in. He was gone and I didn't know if he was dead or alive. I wrapped a fist around the ring and tried to stand from the bed.
"Wait" Sam said pushing me back into the bed. "You hit your head pretty hard, you could have a concussion or something" He reached a hand to my bandage to see the stitched still there. "And it hasn't healed" he looked back down to me. I looked over to him and then Balthazar before pushing myself up off the bed, grabbing a bag I assume held my clothes and walking into the bathroom. There was only thing I wanted and that was to get to my daughter and that's just what I was going to do. I stared at myself in the mirror unable to feel like I don't recognize the person staring back at me. Dean is gone. The last time those words passed through my lips I fell into a dark hole and ran and hid from the world. I couldn't do that this time. I couldn't feel sorry and I couldn't just slip away like every beam in my body wanted. There was a little girl waiting for me to come to her and step up and be her mother. And that's exactly what I was going to do. I got dressed and took a step back into the dim hospital room where I interrupted another heated discussion between the angel and my brother in law. They both turned to me as I slipped the bandage from my head.
"Uh, you ready?" Sam asked and I looked at him long and hard before turning and heading out the door into a cold hallway that was filled with the bustling of people. I looked down to the ring in my hand as I walked. Before I knew it I was standing outside and I felt a hand on my back. I looked over to see Sam staring back at me and that's when I realize he was probably thinking the same thing as me.
"Sam?" I said my voice not as strong as I needed it to be. "Dean's gone?" It came out as a question. I guess a part of me was hoping that it was all some sort of bad dream. Sam cleared his throat and turned his head away from me and it was answer enough for me. I looked back to see Balthazar place a hand on me and Sam's shoulder and before I knew it, we were standing in the middle of Gibbs' living room.
"Oh baby" a voice said from behind me and I turned to see Elizabeth looking back to me. Adam and Urim stood beside her. The look in their eyes was undeniable. Pity. I didn't want pity, I wanted my husband. Elizabeth walked over with the full intent of hugging me and letting me cry on her shoulder, but I don't think I could even muster up a tear at this moment, so I hold up a hand.
"Where's my daughter?" I asked. Even I had to admit my voice was a bit harsh. But then again I didn't care. She pointed upstairs and I turned and let whatever strength I had in me, push me up those stairs to my daughter. I heard the sound of humming and followed the sound to a door at the end of the hall. I pushed open the door where I found Gibbs standing there rocking my daughter in his arms in what looked like a nursery, with a crib, stuffed animals and everything. I wondered when he had time to do all this, but then my attention goes back to the little girl in his arms. He looked over to me and I could tell he wasn't expecting to see me so soon.
"Katie?" Gibbs said. He wants me to say something, but I don't know what to say. The only words I have in me are, 'Dean is gone'. I just wordlessly walk over to him, holding out my hands. I look up into his eyes hoping he can see there's only thing one thing that I need in this moment. Without a second thought he slides the sleeping girl into my arms. The moment I feel her warmth against my skin, I can feel the emptiness filling. The last time Dean was just gone, I had no point, no purpose, but now all that had changed. I had a purpose and her name was Hope Marie Winchester. She would be my reason to move forward.
Present
One year ago I died for a total of ten minutes. At least that's what I was told when I woke up. But one year later, today actually, I lay on a rough carpet, my insides on fire as I cough up blood. I close my eyes trying to will the pain away, but if at all possible, it gets worse. When I open my eyes , I see a pair looking down to me.
"And here I was thinking you were the smart one in your family" Death said looking down to me. "I guess I was wrong" His face was the last thing I saw before darkness. His voice was the last thing I heard before silence. I couldn't help but think that this time ten minutes might be a little too much to ask for. I was dying, but hey a plus, I think the spell worked… Hopefully.
A/N: Right out the gate with questions. What the hell is happening with Katie? How is she doing a spell without any powers? What spell was she doing in the first place? Oh if I were you I'd add this story to your alert list. It's bound to be one hell of a ride. ;)
