Sam was asleep in the back as they drove down the long road.
"I have to ask, is what Cas said true?" Dean asked, looking over at her as she watched the scenery flash past.
"Which part?" she asked as she turned her head away from the road.
"All of it."
"Yes I believe in other gods, yes I died in a car crash. That answer the question?" Kaylee asked as she looked at his profile.
"Gods? You're pagan?" he asked as he glanced back at her quickly.
"Yeah. Not all pagans are witches, and not all witches are evil." she replied. Dean turned his eyes to the road before he replied.
"You know I've killed witches, right?"
"Yes, but the point still stands, not all witches are evil." she continued as she looked over her shoulder as Sam started to stir.
"What are we talking about?" He asked, whipping at his mouth before sitting up.
"Nothing Sammy." they both said in unison.
"Well that isn't suspicious." he said as he strapped in properly.
"We found a case."
"Yeah, what is it?" Sam asked as he ran a hand threw his hair.
"A couple of people have been taken from their jobs, been missing for a few days then returned and killed their partners the first chance they got." Kaylee said in reply.
"What do you think it is?" Sam asked.
"We were thinking a shifter." Dean replied as he pulled into a motel. Sam yawned and got out of the car. Kaylee looked at the motel they had chosen and grinned at the shop next to it.
"Can I go in there?" Kaylee asked as she got out of the car. Dean looked at the shop and rolled his eyes.
"You've already got one." he said as he closed the door and leant on the roof of the impala.
"And? It's tiny and annoying." she replied before starting to the store. Dean sighed and followed her, calling to Sam as he did so.
"Sam, book us in will you, Kay wants to get a bow." Dean yelled as he opened the door.
The bell rang as he entered. The place was full of every colour of bow he could imagine. Kaylee flitted between the bows, gently touching them and holding them in her hand then switching hands and frowning.
"Hello, how can I help?" a man in his mid forties asked with a smile. Dean nodded towards Kaylee.
"I'm with her." Dean replied as Kaylee walked over to the man with a bow in hand.
"Do you have any of these in stock?" she asked. The man looked at her and smiled tightly.
"That bow is for professionals and is for people who use both hands. You're clearly left handed."
"And you're clearly a bigoted bastard, know why?" she paused and let the man open his mouth before continuing. " Because I am right handed, trained to be ambidextrous, and I have several certificates and medals saying that I am qualified to teach archery."
The man just looked at her like a dead fish.
"I'll ask again, do you have this in stock and can I test it?"
The man went back to a room and Dean let out a laugh as Kaylee smiled.
"I love it when people underestimate you." he said when he stopped laughing and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"It's so entertaining." Kaylee replied as the man came back with the bow and handed it to her.
"Sorry for underestimating you."
"It's fine lots of people do. Do you have anywhere I can try this?"
"We've got a range out back, but you'll have to take your jacket off."
"Nah, I'll be fine." Kaylee replied as she started towards the back of the shop. Dean followed and smiled as she opened the door and grinned at the targets at the other end.
There were three targets, each your bog standard target set up at the other end of the room, a good forty feet. Kaylee walked towards one of the lanes, drawing the attention of the two archers on the others.
"Are you gonna shoot?" one of them asked. Kaylee nodded as she picked an arrow from the stand and placed it in the bow.
"You won't hit the target with your jacket on girl. You're gonna have to take it off." the second replied. Dean flinched at the way his voice turned flirty at the end of the sentence. Sure she was thirty four, but she was still his little sister.
"Yeah, that's not gonna happen."
"Well then, I'll be happy to bet that you'll miss." the first said as he loosed his arrow and hit the red zone.
"Yeah, how much?" Kaylee asked.
"$20 says you miss." the second stated.
"$25 that you miss."
"Really? $15 that I hit the gold." Kaylee added with a grin. The two men laughed.
"If were talking about hitting the gold imma add another five."
"Dean, wanna come over here and hold onto their money so I don't just steal it?" Kaylee asked as Dean walked over.
"Sure. Also, dickhead don't talk to my sister like that." Dean said as he took the money and held it whilst she aimed.
"Ready to lose your money boys?" Kaylee asked as she let the arrow fly. It wasn't even half a second before it hit the target at the other end. The arrow quivered and she smiled. Gold.
"Sorry boys, guess you just lost."
"That had to be a fluke. Try again." the second man said. Kaylee shrugged and took aim and loosed another arrow. It hit next to the other, directly in the middle. Dean handed her the money as she turned around and smiled.
"You didn't tell me you were that good." Dean said as they went back into the shop. Kaylee smiled as she walked to the counter.
"I didn't think I had to, I already saved your arse." she replied as the cashier, a young teenager who was clearly only doing it because it paid, typed in the item code.
"Do you have a license for this?" he asked, his voice cracking slightly.
"Sure, gimme a sec." Kaylee said as she furrowed in her pocket for her wallet. She found it and pulled out a small card with her picture on it.
"Thank you, that'll be $332.53."
Kaylee pulled out a credit card and put it in the machine before pulling it out and taking the bow.
"Thank you." she said as Dean left the shop and almost walked into Sam.
"What took you so long?" he asked.
"Kaylee was humiliating some dudes." he replied.
"Oh yeah? How much was the bow?"
"$332. plus 50 cent."
"You just laid $333 down on a bow." Sam said with his eyebrows raised. Kaylee looked at him like he was an idiot.
"Guys 1 I have a job which I am still doing and getting paid for, 2 I am not in hiding and you guys don't have to be either. I cleared your names when it became obvious that you weren't dead. You're not fugitives anymore."
"Wait, you cleared us?" Dean said as he turned to look at her.
"Yeah. You're my brothers, I've been keeping tabs on you guys. I wiped your records, you've got a clean slate." she replied as Sam started towards the room they had been given.
"Fair enough. Whose gonna share this time, they didn't have a room with three queens."
"I bet they looked at you weird when you asked for three queens. I'll share." Kaylee offered.
"So'll I. Lets get some sleep, we won't be any good to anyone if we're shattered." Dean said as Sam opened the door. The room was boring and sparsely furnished, with a trunk at the end of each bed, though someone seemed to think that the bright pink wall paper made it better.
"God that is disgusting." Sam said as Dean walked past.
"Don't care, want sleep." he said as he walked over to the king size bed and collapsed. Kaylee glared at him and dumped her bag at the door.
"Do you reckon I could push him off the bed to make him get changed?" she asked Sam who shrugged. She walked over to Dean and started to push him.
"Jeez, this is what happens when you eat a load of pie." she said when she failed to move him. "You need to change first."
"Never." Dean said as he lifted his head up and grinned. She sighed.
"At least take your shoes off."
There were two thumps as his shoes hit the floor. Sam laughed as Dean rolled over and claimed the whole bed.
"I swear to the gods." Kaylee said as she stood up and glared at him.
"What? You said at least take off your shoes. I did." he replied as Kaylee took off her shoes as she sat on the edge of the bed. It was a second before he realised what she was doing, by then she was already lying across his stomach.
"Dude."
"What? You're taking up all the bed." she replied as she reached her hand up and started to tickle him. Dean went still before starting to laugh.
"I should have known it was a ploy." he said in between breaths. She smiled as she rolled over and knelt above him, tickling him harder.
"Stop it." he said, but the words were hard to take seriously as he continued to laugh. Sam sat down on his bed and watched as he caught her hands and rolled her over so that he could tickle her. She gasped and started to laugh as his fingers dug into her sides.
"Guys, were meant to be sleeping." Sam said. They stopped and looked at each other before getting up and walking over to Sam. "Why did I speak?" he asked himself as they started to tickle him.
After five more minutes they stopped. Kaylee stood up and looked around the room.
"Sam, where's the bathroom?" she asked. Sam looked around and frowned.
"There's a shared at the end of the corridor."
"Damn it. Fine." she said as she pulled out her band t-shirt and shorts.
"Guess we're going to bed then." Dean said as he started to the other side of the bed and pulled his jacket off. She got changed whilst they weren't looking at her before pausing and swearing.
"What?" Sam asked as he turned around to face her. She was holding her shirt out in front of her and looking at it. He quickly turned around and looked at the wall once he realised she was only wearing a bra on her top half.
"I packed the wrong top." she replied before shrugging and pulling it on. She then grabbed a pad from her bag and started to the door.
"Bathroom is at the end of the hall." Sam said as he looked up a her.
"Cheers." she said then started down the hall.
When she got back Dean was pacing. He didn't seem to notice her as she quietly closed the door.
"How did I not notice that I was torturing my own sister? How? Damn it Dean."
"Where's Sam?" she asked. He jumped and turned to look at her.
"How long have you been there?" he asked as she sat down on Sam's bed.
"Long enough to hear you talking. Why were you in hell?"
Dean looked at her then sat on the bed opposite her, steepling his fingers as he rested his arms on his knees.
"I made a deal with a demon."
"Wow, that was daft. Why?"
"To get Sam back." he replied, looking down at the floor.
"To get Sam back? What do you mean?" she asked. When he didn't answer she leant forwards and forced him to look at her.
"Sam was killed, god nine years ago now."
"Sam died?" Kaylee asked. "How?"
"He was stabbed in the back, didn't die right away, he lasted long enough for him to die in my arms."
"Has everyone in our family died then? I men, I've died once, so have you, and Sam has too."
"I've died more than once."
"Really? How are you still here, dude?"
"I keep asking myself that, the only reply I get tends to be because I can help."
"Well, you are needed. And loved, and wanted, and god knows what Sammy would do if you weren't here. And what would Cas do? I know I've barely met him but the dude loves you, more than you know."
Dean looked up at her blankly before his eyes went wide and he stared at her.
"Clearly a lot more than you know. Shit, did I just out him?"
"Cas loves me?"
"I didn't say that, you did not hear that from me. I did not just out an angel. Shit." but it was too late Dean was already out of the room and into the corridor.
Kaylee jumped up and ran after him. When she caught up with him Castiel had appeared and Dean was talking to him in a loud whisper. Then, as she was about to run forwards and grab Dean's arm and pull him away whilst apologising to the angel, Castiel kissed him.
"What the hell did I miss?" Sam asked as he pulled up in the impala with a bag of food.
"I may or may not have just outed Cas and told Dean that he loves him."
"Well, I was going to do it eventually. You just did it sooner so thanks. I don't think I could stand much more of their eye sex." Sam replied as he got out of the car and put his hand in the bag. "Here, I got you a burger if you want it." he said as he offered it to her.
She looked up at him and took it.
"Thanks. I have a question, when did you get so tall?" she asked with a smile.
"22 I was the same height as Dean." he said with a laugh. She looked at him again then Dean.
"That's really not fair, how are you so tall?"
"We're guys. If it's any consolation you're tall for a girl." he supplied. She nodded in agreement.
"True. Rachael always made fun of me for that. Dad wasn't even that tall though."
"Yeah, never thought of that. Maybe mum was kinda tall." Sam replied as Kaylee unwrapped her burger and took a bite.
"When do you reckon they'll realise they're in a car park?" she asked as she swallowed.
"Bout to find out." Sam replied as he pressed the horn. Kaylee laughed as they jumped and turned to glare at them. Kaylee held her hand out for Sam to high five as Dean walked over.
"How long have you been there?" Dean asked when he reached them.
"Dude you left the room like a mad man, did you really think I wasn't gonna follow you? Besides I was gonna stop you but that went out the window when you started snogging in a car park." Kaylee replied as Sam handed Dean a piece of pie.
"I though we were going to sleep anyway. You're sharing with Lee remember." Sam added. Dean blanched then smiled.
"Alright Cas, sorry but I have a case to do." Dean said as he turned to face the angel.
"That is alright." Cas said before he disappeared.
Once they finished their food they went to bed. Kaylee shivered at the cold of the sheets. Dean seemed to notice this as he lay next to her and he pulled her closer to him. She stiffened then relaxed before rolling over and lying on his chest.
"Thanks."
"What for?" she asked, looking up at him.
"For telling him that Cas loved him. Can I also say thanks, cause that means no more eye sex."
"No you can't Sammy, now shut up."
"Make me."
Dean reached behind him and grabbed a pillow, throwing it at Sam, who laughed.
"Was that your only pillow?" Kaylee asked as he lent back and sunk a few inches.
"Yes."
"Idiot. Lift your head." she said as she pulled her pillow over and let him use it.
"Thanks." he said with a yawn.
"'s alright." she replied as she drifted off.
She woke up to a scream. Instantly alert she struggled to free herself from Dean's arms. He had pulled her closer during the night and as a result she could see the scratches she had given in return. She grabbed her gun from the side and got up, following the noise.
When she stopped a man came out of a room, a woman with a bag over her head being pulled after him. She raised her gun and pointed it at the man.
"Leave her alone."
"Or what?" they asked as they turned and pulled the woman with them, protecting their body. Kaylee glared at them as she levelled her gun. Then her world went black and all she could do was listen.
"Nice catch."
"Are we going to take her back with us?"
"We're going to have to."
"DEAN!" she screamed, hoping to wake him up. "SAM!"
"Shut her up." the first one said.
"Sorry Miss Winchester, but you have to shut up." they said as the lifted her cover and placed a gag in her mouth before closing the gap.
Then they were in a car. She tried to keep track of where they turned and when but she was still tired and was having trouble thinking. The other woman in the car wasn't helping in the slightest.
"Chanting in Latin won't help us now lady, they're not demons." she said, her voice barely audible around the gag. The car stopped suddenly then they were being pulled out and forced to walk. The place echoed, so it was large, probably a warehouse. It was bright too, the light cutting through the bag over her head. She heard a door open the the second person and the woman vanished into the other room.
"You're with me darling." they sad, their voice changing into Dean's. She tensed as they forced her into a seat and wrapped her wrists to it. When it was securely tied they pulled the covering of her head and took the gag from her mouth. Kaylee glared at him, trying to list all the differences to between him and Dean. But then, how would she know, they'd only been together for three days. She drew up a blank as he lifted a bat from the table next to her. She wondered what he was going to do with it as it swung towards her.
She tried to move but it hit the side of her head, jarring her and making the edges of her world go black.
"Are you going to be a quiet sufferer, cause if you are then you're no fun."
"Go to hell."
"I believe this body already has." they replied using Dean's voice as they swung again, hitting the other side of her head. She let out a small whimper and grasped at her sight. Trying to hold on.
"Oh, I know what I can do." he said as he took a blade from he table and held it over a flame from the lighter. The blade started to glow and he smiled. Then he pressed it against the skin on the inside of her arm. Then she screamed. She focussed on the pain and used it as an anchor to keep her there. When he removed the blade she let out a cry of relief, only to whimper when he heated it up again and pressed the point of the blade at the inside of her elbow. In one swift motion he drew a deep like down her arm. She turned her arm in an attempt to avoid her veins. He didn't seem to notice, instead he smiled and removed the knife.
"I was just testing you, it's alright." he said as picked up the bag and went to place it back over her head. Then her phone rang.
"That's rude you know." he said as he reached down her top and grabbed the phone. "Answer it." he said as he flipped the phone up and answered the call.
"Hey Dean." her voice cracked.
"Where are you?" he asked as the other Dean pressed the knife to her throat.
"I went to Funky Town is all, I got hungry. Hey, you might have something on your shoes by the way, I thought I saw Sam put something there." she said as she looked down at the knife.
"I gotta go Dean, I think my order's being called." she continued as the man closed the phone and dropped it onto the floor, stepping on it for good measure. He then tied the bag around her head and left the room. She let a tear fall down her cheek before she tried to reach the knife on the table. Her fingers connected with one and he grabbed it, flicking her wrist over so she could cut the rope.
It took longer than she had thought it would. When the rope finally gave way the door opened again and there were quick steps as they walked towards her. Then he knife was taken from her and her hand was retied.
"That was naughty." Dean said as he lifted the bag off. She flinched away from the glint of the knife as he pressed it against her stomach. She tried to think through the pain, her mind rolling back to what her and Dean had last spoken about.
"Oh Castiel, Dean's angel and friend, I could really use your help right now. I hope you can hear me because I can't reach either Sam or Dean. Please Cas."
"What are you thinking Kay?" he asked as he moved from her stomach to her shoulder, drawing a line through the top she was wearing. He twisted the knife when she didn't answer. She gasped and opened her eyes.
"What are you thinking Kay?" he asked again, punctuating each word with a twist of the knife.
"Nothing. That's a lie. Thinking about what I'm gonna do to you when I get out of here." Kaylee replied. Dean laughed and twisted the knife more.
"Well, let me tell you a little something Kay. That won't happen until I want it to." he said harshly before removing the knife quickly. "Now, time for you to go back to sleep little sis." he said before turning her around and moving the chair away from the table.
"You're gonna burn in hell." she said before he put the bag over her head.
"Sure. Let me tell you something, this aint your home turf. You have no control anymore. You ain't in Kansas anymore." Dean said before leaving.
She fell asleep somehow. She was glad for the freedom of her mind, even if it was still hell.
"I now see what Dean meant when he said you were in hell. You still remember it." Castiel said as the image suddenly shifted to a pool. The pool that was in her garden in Savannah.
"It's hard to forget."
"Dean had the same problem."
"How did he forget?" Kaylee asked, looking at him.
"He didn't, he still has the nightmares occasionally."
"Why are you here?" she asked as she sat down.
"I can't reach you, I heard your prayer, but the place you are in is boarded from me." he replied as he sat next to her, crossing his legs.
"How?"
"Anti angel wards. I told Sam and Dean where you are but you are a way away. It could take them a while to reach you, you have to hold on."
"On to what, I can barely stay conscious. He's got me by the scruff and he aint letting go any time soon. I'm struggling to tell him apart from Dean."
"What do you mean?"
"It's a shifter, he's changed into Dean. I don't think I'll be able to tell the difference when they do get here."
"I see your point. I have to go, and you have to wake up, I'm sorry."
"That's fine." she replied as he left and her mind went back to hell.
The light woke her up as it turned on. She was alert instantly as they walked towards her and pulled the bag off. She froze when she saw Dean's face inches from hers and felt a knife press against her arm.
"Shh, it's okay Kay. We'll get you out of here." he said as the rope fell from her wrist. She then slapped him and undid the other hand.
"Son of a bitch. What they hell Kay?" Dean asked as he held his face.
"I had to check if it was you." she replied as she grabbed her gun and strapped it to her waist.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Dean asked as he entered the room. Kaylee looked between them, noting the differences.
"Son of a bitch, do I really look like that?"
Kaylee nodded and aimed her gun at the other Dean. He instantly held his hands up and let the knife he had brought fall to the floor. Kaylee looked him in the eyes before turning and shooting the Dean that had freed her.
"The line's 'we aren't in Kansas anymore toto.' Dean would know that." she said, still holding the gun steady as it smoked.
"You had me worried there for a second Kay." Dean replied as the shifter turned into a mess of flesh on the floor. Kaylee smiled as she stepped towards him. The movement pulled at the wounds she had sustained and she stumbled.
"Shit." Dean quickly grabbed her and picked her up, not letting her hit the floor. "Sammy. We're going."
Sam appeared in the doorway with the other woman who was equally as beaten up as Kaylee. She squirmed in Dean's grasp and he let her go.
"I can walk to the car." she said as they started out of the warehouse. Kaylee stopped suddenly and turned to look at Sam before whispering in Dean's ear.
"That's not Sam."
"I know. Can you still shoot?"
"Yeah, I think." she replied as quietly before pulling her gun from the holster and pushing it between her and Dean. The gunshot echoed around the room and Sam staggered backwards before cursing and turning into skin. The lady screamed as Dean let go of Kaylee and ran back into the other room. Sam was tied up in the chair.
When Dean got back Cas had appeared and was pressing a hand against the other ladies face as Kaylee struggled up.
"Lee, you're fine." Sam said as he walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her. She smiled then winced as his hand brushed over the blood coated shirt, disturbing the wound underneath.
"Cas didn't heal you?" Sam asked as he pulled back.
"I told him to heal her first. She's a normal human, she has a family she needs to get home to." Kaylee replied as Cas walked over and placed a hand on her shoulder. A few of the scratches healed but nothing more. He frowned.
"It appears that I am low on 'juice' as you would call it." Cas said. Kaylee shrugged put of his touch and moved away from Sam.
"That's fine, they'll fix me up." she said.
It was a long car ride back to the motel, she didn't realise that the drive to the warehouse had been that long. She floated in and out of consciousness, leaning her head against Sam who had decided it was better for him to sit in the back with the stranger.
"You were right by the way." Dean's voice broke through the water in her mind.
"'Bout what?"
"Us being watched. There was a third one stood outside our room. We got him though."
"Good." she replied as Sam put his hand on her cool shoulder.
They woke her up when they got back to the motel. Sam carried her into the room whilst Dean got out their small first aid kit from his bag. He flicked his lighter on and held a needle over the flame, sterilising it. Sam pulled her top up so they could see the wound. Dean let out a groan and grabbed a cloth and handed it to Sam who ran to the bathroom down the corridor and ran it under a tap.
Dean grabbed it from him and wiped most of the blood off of the skin. She winced as he pushed the needle through the skin and put in the first stitch. It took about twenty stitches before the wound on her stomach was closed. Dean looked at the wound and gave it another wipe before stopping.
" You have some on your arms too don't you?" he asked as Sam helped the other woman to her feet and took her out of the room.
"Yeah." Kaylee replied as she tried to pull the shirt off, all previous reservations about getting changed gone. Dean helped her when she struggled with it. He took a look at the burn on her arm and the deep cut that had narrowly missed her veins and arteries and frowned.
"Cas, can you get some bandages, we don't have any." he asked the angel. Cas nodded and vanished. He returned in an instant with a pile of bandages as Dean was sterilising the needle again.
Cas put them down next to him and sat down on the bed.
"Is this how humans deal with deep cuts?" he asked as Dean started to stitch the wound on her arm. He looked up for a second, catching Cas's blue eyes then looked at Kaylee.
"Jeez, just realised you have the same eyes."
"No, I don't think we do, mainly because- oh you meant eye colour."
"Yeah I did Cas. Yes this is how us humans deal with deep cuts, Kaylee knows a lot about stitches."
"This coming from you mister my life's worth nothing." she replied as she gritted her teeth an tried not to cry out in pain. Cas looked like he was about to say something but he stopped when a phone went off.
"Whose phone?" Dean asked as he started to wrap um her arm.
"I think it's my spare. In my bag."
"I know where your phone is." Dean replied as he grabbed it from the open bag and looked at the caller ID. "It's Rachael." he said as he handed it to her. She quickly picked up the call and raised it to her ear.
"Rachael, what's up?"
"I heard about a demon a few towns over, I guess everything you said was true. I read a few of your notes and now- well, I'm in trouble my little Lee." Kaylee stiffened at the nickname.
"We'll be there. Where are you?"
"Georgetown. Please hurry." She said before she hung up. Kaylee stood up quickly and grabbed a top and pulled it on.
"We gotta go. Now."
"Woah woah, slow down. Why?" Dean asked, gently grabbing her arm and stopping her.
"Cause Rachael seems to think that chasing after a demon is a good idea."
"You're serious. Shit." Dean pulled his phone out and called Sam, letting go of her arm so that she could continue getting changed. She was strapping her knifes to her side as Sam walked in.
"I've already booked us out. Lets go." he said then promptly started to stuff his thing into his bag.