We then set to work getting this demon, which I later learned went by Meg, tied to a chair with in the devils trap. As we are setting up to interrogate her Bobby's phone rings. A new hunter near by needs help on a simple ghost haunting. I volunteer to go so Bobby can stay and help the boys. I wished them luck and as I went to head out the door someone grabbing my arm stopped me. Turning around I saw it was Dean. I paused and for a minute we didn't move. I could tell Dean was battling internally over something. Finally we spoke up.
"Take care of yourself."
I smiled at him and leaned forward hugging him, "I always do, and you know that." I leaned back and with a chuckle I added "Plus this is just a simple ghost hunt."
I give him one last smile before heading out the door.
By the time I got back a couple hours later they were done and gone. Bobby caught me up on the exorcism and how the girl didn't make it. He seemed to blame Dean a little that the girl died but I knew what they did was the right thing in the long run. That girl was hurting and death was better then being kept alive by a demon.
Once I showered and cleaned myself up after the hunt I called Dean. Seeing him after all these years reminded me what I missed and I was really hoping we could start over. I had really missed him. The phone rang a couple times then went to voicemail. Sighing I went ahead and left a message.
"Hey Dean, it's me. Bobby caught me up on everything and I just wanted to wish you and Sammy luck. Please stay safe and come back to Bobby… and me. I have missed you these last years…" I panic and hang up before finishing the call.
"Well, hopefully he gets that." I sigh going back down to help Bobby clean up the mess.
"Hey Bobby?" I ask and as he glances up at me I continue, "Do you think they will be okay?"
Sighing he thinks about it, "I don't honestly know Ari."
I look down knowing there is no way of knowing. I take a deep breath before turning back to the task at hand. Having to face Dean after five years was taking a lot out of me but I needed to focus. If Bobby was right that something big was going to happen I needed to be prepared. "No better time then now to get a training session in." I mumbled to myself before getting changed and heading outside.
Later the night I get a call from Dean. Before he can say anything I exclaim, "Are you okay? Did you get John? What about Sammy?"
"Hey. Hey, Ari slow down a second." He interrupts me. "We are as okay as we can be, considering."
"What does that mean?" I ask suspiciously. In the background I can hear Sam and John arguing.
"It means we are on the way to the hospital. We got Dad but the demon got away. Though…" but he is interrupted. I hear metal crunching and crashing.
"DEAN!" I scream before the phone cuts off. "Bobby! Something happened!" I yell at Bobby as I run downstairs.
Bobby and I spent most of the night hoping for a phone call and looking for accident reports to give us some information.
We didn't hear anything until the next morning. Sam called letting us know what happened and asked Bobby to tow the Impala back to his yard before authorities could get their hands on it. After Bobby hung up the phone we got what we needed and head out to the hospital to pick up Sam.
As we pulled up to the hospital I turned to Bobby and said "I'm going to stay here and be with Dean incase he wakes up."
A look of pity flashed through his eyes before he agreed and I got out of the car and Sam got in. I watched them drive off before heading into the hospital and made a beeline to Dean's room. What I saw brought tears to my eyes. I took a seat next to Dean and grabbed his hand. "Dean, please don't leave me. Don't leave us. You and Sammy just started getting a long again and you found your dad." After that I just lowered my head and cried whispering "And we just got to reconnect."
Once I calmed down I took a deep breath and leaned back in the seat, though I kept a hold of Dean's hand. A little bit later I heard movement at the door, looking up I saw John walk in. I tensed up and I saw him pause before continuing in and taking the seat on the other side of Dean's bed. We made eye contact and all I wanted to do was yell at him but I settled for just glaring before looking away.
"I know I didn't treat you fairly." John spoke up, "I would give anything to go back and change what happened. I was angry and at a bad time in my life. I know that isn't an excuse and I'm not asking for forgiveness. I just need you to know that I am sorry."
I was speechless after John finished and I just looked at him, not sure how to respond.
"It's okay, you don't have to say anything. I just need you to know that before it's too late."
"Thanks." I mumbled. Afterwards we sat in silence before a nurse noticed John was out of his bed and forced him back to his room. A little while later Sam came back but he seemed angry and went straight for Johns room. I decided I would be best giving them their space; I just got these boys back in my life, no point ruining it so soon.
Not long after Sam entered the room I heard raised voices. I knew they were arguing about the demon they were chasing. Then the yelling stopped but before I could get up to investigate what happened Dean's machines started beeping and nursing staff and doctors came running in trying to revive him. I jumped back to give them room and finally he was stabilized. I looked up and made eye contact with Sam before he turned and walked off. Sighing I sat back down trying to not think about what could of happened.