Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, though I often wish I did.
AN: So this is my first story and i'll only update if people actually read. I'm open to suggestions and I can't stop criticism so fire away :)
Faster
FASTER!
Must run….. Sam…
Katie's legs burned from the abuse, but adrenaline coursed through her veins, driving the pain out of her mind. She was vaguely aware of Sam running ahead of her, his long legs carrying him farther away, faster. The tell-tale sound of boots hitting dirt behind her only fueled her legs. Jake wasn't far behind and she didn't have the advantage, she could only run and hope that Dean and Bobby would show up soon.
A flash of recognition. The Impala's headlights. Help had arrived. A smile of relief found its way onto her face as her run slowed to a jog.
It didn't come as a surprise. She had let her guard down and she now paid the consequences as the knife was forcefully removed and her body was lowered softly, almost gently, to the ground. She couldn't even feel the wound really, only the bone rattling coughs that came with the blood flowing into her lungs.
Bobby heard her before he saw her. The unmistakable noise of someone coughing something up. She looked awful, blood soaking the back of her shirt and coating her chin. Her lips tilted up in relief at seeing him,
"Bobby…"
The sound of her voice, so weak, so pitiful, it nearly brought the aged hunter to tears.
"Yeah, Darling. I'm here."
He walked over to her and gently lifted her up into his arms, and started walking as fast as he could towards where he left Dean and….. Sam.
He'd nearly forgotten the twin knife wound adorning Sam's back…
Her breath grew weaker against the man's neck, worrying him.
"B-Bobby you have to tell him….. T-tell them both .. I-I love t-them…."
"Don't you give up now! Don't you dare give up!"
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Dean couldn't hold it in anymore. He screamed, screamed until his throat felt raw. The tears started pouring down his face and he did nothing to stop them.
Life was unfair!
The Demon took his mother, his father, and now his brother…
His baby brother, Sammy, who now lay on the ground unmoving…
A sound to his left snapped him to attention. He didn't pull his gun, what was the use? He'd rather be dead now anyway.
Dean didn't think his heart could take anymore sadness, so he was sure it was broken and crushed to nothing when he saw her.
Katie…
His little sister…. Not even 17 yet…
She lay bleeding in Bobby's arms, gasping for air that wasn't coming.
His steps were hurried as he made his way to her.
"Katie….."
Her eyes moved around searching for him and when they landed on him, her lips tilted upwards and she struggled to lift her arm towards him. When her breath became shorter in her struggle he gently grabbed her hand and lifted it to his face.
"Dean…."
It was spoken so quietly, he was almost sure he'd imagined it
"Yeah kiddo, I'm here."
His eyes burned with more tears.
"Sam… take care of S-sam."
He nodded. What else was he supposed to do?
"Right now my main concern is you kiddo"
She closed her eyes and gently shook her head.
"N-no Sam's more i-important… d-don't worry 'bout me, not worth it…"
Dean's heart plummeted. What had he done to make her think she was worth less than Sam?
Almost as if she sensed his thoughts, she smiled.
"S'okay big brother, doesn't even hurt anymore… Sammy needs you more. Won't even notice I'm gone."
Dean shook his head. Why? Why was everything, everyone, Dean loved ripped away?!
Her breaths became shorted, blood dribbled from the corner of her lip. Her grip on his cheek grew more urgent.
"Dean, you can't let it happen! Promise me you won't!"
The words drew another round of harsh coughs.
"Let what happen?"
Her eyes started to close for what Dean felt was the last time as her last words were forced out.
"Sammy…don't let him become…evil."
And with those words her hand fell from his cheek and her chest stopped moving.