Chapter 4
Dean walked back to the other part of the room as Abby was waking up and getting out of bed. He walked over to the door to pick up the book bag that sat there.
Sam sat on the bed looking at papers that were in the journal their father had left them.
"What you looking at?" Dean asked his brother.
"Oh nothing really" Sam replied with a sigh.
Just then Dean heard a voice. It was so quiet; he couldn't make out the words. "Abby" he heard his brother call out. Then there was a soft thump.
The brothers looked at each other. Dean dropped the bag and ran to find Abby lying on the floor unmoving. "Oh my God, Abby." Dean's voice came out as a whisper. He let himself fall on his knees to the floor right next to her.
Before he even touched her body he felt the heat radiating off her body. She was burning up.
"Abby! Abby! Abby!" Dean called out her name as he turned her body so that he could get a look at the front side of her body, mostly her face.
Her eyes fluttered open for a moment. "Dean" her voice was a soft whisper. After she called out his name her eyes closed again and her body began to seize.
"Oh my God!" Dean cried out, "Call 911"
Sam was near tears as he watched the body of his young cousin shake violently. He heard his brother yell for him to call 911, so he ran to the other side of the room and grabbed the first cell phone he could find and call for help; then after he went back to his cousin's side.
When he got back to the other side he found Dean holding the now still form of Abby with tears falling down from his hazel eyes.
Sam fell next to them and placed a hand on Abby shoulder. Together the brothers waited in silence, tears falling from both of their eyes. They watched together as Abby's chest raise and fall in shallow breaths.