A.N: Thanks so much for the reviews! They really mean a ton to me 3. Sorry for the late update, I was having a really bad week. Hope you enjoy this chapter. Also, Sorry for the short chapter. But on the bright side Sammy is in the next chapter!
Chapter 4
There was a bright light, then darkness. Dean started to trek on forward to a white tent that was right in front of us. I ran to tried to catch up with him, but stopped when a man with a flashlight came out of the tent.
I hid to avoid being seen, the man was looking around, flashing his light around. "Stay here," Dean said when the man turned back to talk to someone who was in the tent. Dean ran out as the man turned the light back on him, the man let out a surprised yelp.
"Where am I?" Dean growled out, "What," the man said in a shaky voice. A woman comes out of the tent and in one swift motion Dean cocks his gun and points it at her. "W- hey, hey!" the man yelps and pulls the woman behind him. I resist the urge to knock Dean's gun out of his hand as I walk out and ask again, "Where's the road?"
The man points at a direction then said, "Twelve miles, that way." Dean kept his gun on them and motioned me to grab two backpacks that were on the ground. I grab them and Dean starts to run, pulling me along, "Thanks," I yell out as I run.
It took us 4 days to get to where we needed to be and the whole time I was staring at everything in wonder. Everything was so different from Purgatory, but by far my favorite thing to look at was the stars. I don't know how but I remember them, I remember a sort of excitement and comfort looking at them.
I also got to shower for the first time since I got out of Purgatory, being out of those bloody, dirty, smelly clothes was the best feeling in the world. I looked in the mirror for a long time also, out of curiosity. My hair was more of a strawberry blonde than blood red, and my eyes were hazel and wide like a child's. I also had really pale skin and freckles that appeared out of nowhere. It was looking at a stranger; I couldn't be the girl in the mirror, she was only a child.
The backpacks we stole had a bunch of personal hygiene stuff and clothes. My bag consisted of combat boots, a black v neck t-shirt, red button up flannel, and worn out jeans. All that were too big for me, because I was "little", as Dean said, of course I was little Castiel, Benny, and Dean, were all giants.
There was a stone pillar on this great mass of land that had "Lafitte" on it. I smile, I was going to get to see Benny again and properly thank him. We walk on to the lank toward the windmill, Dean carried a shovel and I struggled to carry his duffle bag.
Once in front of the windmill, Dean took a few strides forward, "This better be you, you son of a bitch," he said and I smack his arm. "Language," I said with a frown. He rolled his eyes and started to dig. He did it with grunts of pain, I felt awful that I was just standing there. "Do you need help," I asked, he declined.
So I just sat down on the ground near Dean and looked at the stars, then I started humming. Dean laughs and I looked at him, "Asleep by The Smiths, good taste in music," he said then continued to dig.
I don't know how I remembered the song but once Dean said the name of it, the memory was even stronger. I closed my eyes and I saw pitch black eyes, normally the kind that would make you cringe, but they brought me comfort and sadness.
Those eyes were so familiar and I kept digging for the memory, but the more that I dug the further the memory seemed. It hurt worse than leaving Castiel in Purgatory, than being almost choked to death, but I couldn't think of a reason why.
I heard Dean grunt; I opened my eyes and stood up. "Need help?" I said as he struggled to get out of the hole. I help pull him out of the hole; he dusted himself off then looked at me, "You okay? He said.
I gave him a look, and then brought my hand to my cheek, it came back wet. "I don't know," I said in a soft voice, then wipe my cheeks. He nodded then said, "All right," then he looked at his arm which was starting to glow red.
"Hold on, you bastard," Dean growled out and got his knife then cut open his left arm. "Anima corpori, Fuerit corpus... totem resurgent," as he said this red glowing liquid dripped out and onto the bones, Dean groans in pain.
I sigh and turn around, "Benny!" I scream and run to him, pulling him into a hug. "That was fast," Dean said standing up and walking toward us. "No thanks to you. The hell took you so long?" Benny said, moving away from me.
"Lil' Red needed rest," Dean said clutching his arm, "You're Welcome," I said rolling my eyes at Benny and mutter about how ungrateful he is. Benny began to crack his neck, "Everything working?" Dean asked.
"Good enough," Benny opened his mouth and his fangs descended, then retracted as he closed his mouth. "So… what now?" I said looking at both Dean and Benny, we never really talked about how things would go once we got out of Purgatory.
"Like we talked about, I guess," Dean answered looking at Benny, I stare in confusion, "We didn't talk about anything?" I said, trying to get their attention. "This is goodbye then,"Benny says and I freak out.
"We just got you back Benny," I said in a shaky voice, "We can't leave Dean alone," I finished. Dean and Benny share a look, "I'm leaving, Em," Benny said in a hard voice. "Obviously that's just what you said," I cried out, "Dean needs us, we are family!" I said and Benny shakes his head. "You're staying with me Lil' Red," Dean said softly.
"What?" I say and frown, "We're family, we can't leave each other, it's not safe," I said, tears forming in my eyes. "Things are different here Red, you're human," Benny said softy, talking to me as if I were a child.
"You don't need to hang around with me," Benny said, "It was a hard decision for us, but you're safer with me," Dean said. "I won't have a normal life with Dean, I'll never have one," I say softly, "Did you really expect me to just come out of Purgatory and forget everything that happened there," I started to raise my voice, "I will never forget Benny!" I almost scream.
"We don't expect you to forget Red," Benny said, "I have some things to take care of and I don't need to be watching out for you no more," Benny continued. I wanted to fight, to tell him he can't leave, but I could see the decision was final. I was too tired to continue fighting and Dean could see it.
"Keep your nose clean, Benny. You hear me?" Dean said, Benny walks toward him and the shake hands and hug, "We made it, brother. I can't believe it." He whispers to Dean, then pulls away and heads for me; I don't offer him a hug.
"Stay safe Emma," he said and left.
