The Weapon Part Two - Gates of Hell
Note- Don't be mad at me for what happens to K at the start of this chapter. Just remember that this is from Sam's point of view and things are not always what they seem, Especially in Supernatural. That is why this chapter is longer than usual. I wanted to get both sides across.
Chapter 2- Perception
Sam went back to Dean's room and tried not to think about what they were talking about, his dad and Kaida. Instead he just looked down at Dean unconscious form on the bed. He looked so wrong lying there unmoving. Even the last time when Dean had been electrocuted, he hadn't looked like this, he hadn't seemed as lost and helpless. Sam moved closer and tried to stop the tears from falling as he looked down at his brother's face. But shouting from across the hall caught his attention.
"Do you want me to admit it? I failed, alright! I got Dean get killed!"
Sam rushed out of the room towards raised voices. He couldn't make out what his dad had said in return, but he could tell that the man was angry. Kaida however was screaming her reply which Sam heard.
"Once again, It wasn't good enough. I wasn't good enough. Your son is going to die and it is my fault."
More mumbling and then John was shouting along with her.
"Yes, you failed. You should have saved him. You should be dieing instead of him!"
Sam stopped dead at the door and looked in disbelief at his father. John was still talking but he couldn't hear any of it, as his father's shouts echoed around his mind. He looked at his sister in the shock. Their father had just spoken her biggest fear, and Sam couldn't believe that he had said it. There were tears running down his sisters face and her fingers were sparking like fireworks.
"It's true"
She said quietly before pushing past Sam and out of the room.
"Kaida!"
John yelled and Sam went to the door. She had completely disappeared which didn't surprise him. He turned back to his father and looked at him in shock.
"Dad. You didn't really mean that did you?"
He asked increduosly. But John just sighed.
"So what else did the doctor say?"
Bobby jumped as Kaida crashed down in front of him. He had only just finished hitching Dean's Impala to his tow truck and hadn't expected to see any of the Winchesters so soon.
"Kaida?"
He asked kneeling down to make sure that she was alright. He had heard from the boys that Kaida had discovered her true identity, had heard as much as they had time to explain while she and John were missing. But it was still a little strange seeing the leathery wings protruding from her back for the first time, even though John had confinded in him long ago about the truth of Kaida's ancestry.
"Hi Bobby"
She said sadly, looking up at him with tears in her eyes as she pulled the wings back into her body slowly. At any other time the hunter and the scholar in him would have wanted to examine those wings, to understand this rare and unusual creature, but not this time. This was Kaida, and the fact that she was upset outweighed the fact that she was part dragon.
"What are you doing here sweetheart. Shouldn't you be in the hospital with your brothers?"
The barrier broke then and the silent tears became sobs that racked her whole body as she curled in on herself. Bobby could see what was going to happen next so he reached out and grabbed her shoulder. He didn't want her going invisible on him. Especilly when he didn't know how far she had come in controlling it since she had found out her true nature. Sighing he lifted her tiny body and sat her in the passenger seat of his truck.
"Alright now little-bit. Lets just get your brother's car back to the yard and you can tell me all about it on the way."
Sniffing she nodded her head slowly and Bobby took the phone out of his pocket to send a quick text.
Sam looked at his phone and breathed a sigh of relief. He had been on his way out to meet Bobby anyway. But the text made him feel better.
'K is fine. Taking her back to the yard to calm down. -Bobby'
"Kaida is with Bobby"
He said as he reached the door and John actually laughed a little.
"She is getting pretty good on those damned wings of hers."
Sam smiled back, but it was only for a second. He still hadn't forgiven his father for what he had said, and he was itching to make sure his sister knew that it wasn't true.
"I'll be back as soon as I can."
John watched him leave before he let his mind go over the conversation he had had with Kaida. It hadn't gone well. And he hadn't meant to yell at her, but sometimes it was the only way to get through to her when she was so stubborn.
John could see Kaida in the doorway and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Kaida?"
He was so glad to see her up and about. The doctor had been vague about her injuries, as he had been with the other two, stating only that she had lost a lot of blood and had a transfusion. But Kaida had always been a very fast healer.
"The Doc told me you were still out."
He noticed the almost smile on her lips and knew she was worried.
"No sir, I'm fine"
That was when she finally looked him in the eye and he could practically feel his heart breaking from that look. The 'What are your orders?' was unsaid, but he could see it on her face, even under all of that worry she was carrying.
"Where are the boys?"
He asked the question knowing that, that would be the reason she was so upset, and trying to distract himself from that look. He flinched however when he heard the question coming out of his mouth. He had done it again. He had meant to say 'Where are your brothers?' but a habbit of a lifetime had stopped him. He remembered all to well what it was that had tipped Dean off to the yellow-eyed demon. The fact that he hadn't been angry about the colt. And he remembered what had tipped Sam off. The fact that the yellow-eyed demon had refered to Kaida as his sister. He had always felt that way about Kaida, that she was his daughter. But he had never said it out loud. Never allowed himself to say it out loud. But he wanted to change. He wanted to let her know that he didn't think of her as just another weapon. She was a part of this family, and always would be.
"Sam is talking to the doctor."
She said and he could see the guilt all over her face, the words she had left unsaid.
"And Dean?"
John prompted, fearing the answer but needing to hear it. She flinched again but didn't answer him.
"He is stable for the moment. But the doctors can't do anything."
The answer hadn't come from Kaida, it had come from Sam who was standing in the doorway. John nodded anyway but he didn't take his eyes off of his daughter. There was something there, something more that she suspected, that she had felt. He had learned to trust her intuition a long time ago and he needed it now. He needed to know what was really going on with his eldest son.
"Sam, can you give Kaida and I a minute?"
At that moment her eyes snapped up to meet his. At that he knew he had done it again, come across sharper than he had intended. That and the fact that Sam had moved to stand in front of his sister, to protect her.
"Why? She can't tell you anymore than I can."
When did this happen? When did he become so much of a monster to his children that they felt they had to protect each other from him. It was true that he and Sam always seemed to be at odds with one another, but in that moment he doubted that that was all there was to it. He knew how it looked on the outside, how he always somehow managed to treat her differently. John nearly closed his eyes against the guilt that he could see in Kaida's eyes as she convinced her brother to move aside, but he didn't.
"It's alright Sam"
He didn't see his son leave the room, but he knew that she had when Kaida dropped her gaze again.
"Now tell me what is going on with Dean."
He said. He could see the struggle that she was going through but his patience was wearing out. What wasn't she telling him? Why did she look as iv she was facing a firing squad rather than the man who had been her father for the last decade? How bad was Dean that she couldn't even look him in the eye.
" Kaida!"
He had meant it come come out as a question, an encouragement, but it had come out sounding more like an order, and that she couldn't refuse. Looking up at him again she told the truth.
"The doctor doesn't think he will ever wake up. He's dieing."
As much as John wanted to remain calm about what he had just learned, he couldn't. His son! Dean his eldest son, was dieing. The frustration and the pain coursed through him and he forgot everything else.
"What?"
All of his pain and anger came through in that one word and Kaida's eyes dropped to the floor in failure.
"What happened?"
He asked even though he was having trouble even forming coherent thoughts at this point. Still though she didn't answer. Maybe if he had been paying more attention to the girl in the room he would have noticed that she was trying to keep from crying, but he didn't until it was too late.
"What happened Kaida"
He hissed with more frustration in his voice than he had intended, but he didn't notice until she answered, shouting it back at him through the tears.
"Do you want me to admit it? Fine, I failed alright! I got Dean killed!"
John sat there in shock for a moment processing what she had said. How could she have gotten Dean killed. He had been the one possessed by the yellow-eyed demon. He had been the one who had hurt his son.
"What do you mean Kaida? How did you get Dean killed?"
She swallowed trying to keep herself calm to answer him without shouting, ever the soilder.
"I should have gotten to him sooner, I should have warned him about the demon. I should have stopped it."
John's mind was reeling with it all, the guilt was clear in her face but there was nothing that she could have done. The fault was his for not forcing the demon out of himself, for not wrestling control back into his body, for putting them all in danger in the first place.
"Kaida, you couldn't have done anything. You were unconscious after what that demon did to you."
What I did to you, he thought, but couldn't say. He couldn't bring himself to say it out loud.
"You did your best."
And maybe that had come out with more anger than he had been expecting. He wasn't angry at her. He was angry at himself, and at the demon that had done this to his family. But she didn't know that.
"Once again, It wasn't good enough. I wasn't good enough. Your son is going to die and it is my fault."
John had really had enough. Every thing was going wrong. When had they gotten to this point? How had it all gone so monumentally wrong when they were so close to finally getting the yellow-eyed bastard.
"What do you want me to say Kaida?"
He asked quietly. There was nothing that he could say to make this better, nothing that he could do . He had to fix this, he had to do something. Then it struck him, what he could do, how he could save Dean. But he couldn't do it with Kaida there. She was too good a hunter, even in her distressed state she would connect the dots. Most thought that John's constant bragging about his warrior children was just that, a father's love-blinded bragging about how HIS kids were the best in the business. And in a way it was, but that didn't make it any less true. They were the best that there was. That was why he had to get Kaida out of the way before he went through with his plan. Dean was in a coma and Sam would be worrying himself sick and doing anything he could to find a way out of this for his brother. That left Kaida, the most observant, and hardest to distract of his children to get in the way of his plan. To stop that happening he would have to really upset her, force her to leave the hospital for a bit. Forgive me, he thought before glaring angrily at her.
"Yes, you failed. You should have saved him. You should be dieing instead of him!"
That did it, Kaida looked as if she had been slapped in the face, and so did Sam. It was only as Kaida pushed her way out of the door and past her brother that John realised he was even there, that he had come back. But the damage was done. If Sam had to hate him for a little bit, then that was fine. He would fix this, he would find a way to make sure that all three of his children were safe. And really that was the only thing that mattered.