part 4

When the clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash around
But you will be safe in my arms, in my arms

Mary was seventeen now, and Dean longed for the days when his little girl looked up to him, and mirrored everything he did. He longed for the days when he was her hero. Of course, his daughter was still with him. She stuck by his side no matter what, and he knew she still loved him. It was just different, now. She was all grown up, and he wished he had time to do it all over again, because he feels like he's missed so much. For example, why didn't he notice that she'd gotten so into boys?

It's not like she'd dated a boy for a long period of time before. She had gone on one date with a boy named Matt, and it was a double date with her best friend Jamie and his girlfriend Rosa. Apparently nothing happened, and there was no second date. In the midst of the Apocalypse – or the after effects – how could she get a date? Dean felt like he had failed her there.

However, now she was confined to the bunker with a prophet who was just around her age, and Dean didn't know how he didn't see it before. The two of them instantly cliqued when they met. Their personalities suited each other, and she wanted to make sure Kevin was okay. He was one of the first people she'd opened up to and gotten close to since her father's death (the first time).

Dean could try to defend himself – and his claims would be valid – by saying that there was a lot going on, and sometimes things don't get his full attention like they should. He could say all of these things, and no one would call him a liar, but it wouldn't be the full truth. The reason he didn't see it is because he didn't want to see it. He didn't really open his eyes and see how close they were until he walked in on them watching a movie once.

Mary would sporadically make sure that Kevin was taking breaks and eating – or bathing – and tonight was no exception. Dean had left on a supply run, and when he came back, the two of them were nowhere to be found. He looked everywhere – on the verge of panicking – until he heard a scream. He ran down the hall to the room Mary had set up for movies, and all of his panic slowly left when he saw that it was just a movie, and the pretty blonde girl was about to die at the hands of the monster. Mary, however, was perfectly fine. She was sitting on one end of the sofa with her feet propped up on the table in front of her, and her head resting on her left hand. She must've been exhausted.

But, where was Kevin?

He looked around the room and finally found the prophet lying on the sofa with his head in Mary's lap. Her fingers were threaded through his hair, like she had been running them through it, and he had a peaceful look on his face (for once). Immediately he wanted to wake them both up and pull them apart, but Sam came into the room and noticed the two of them. He pulled Dean out of there and gave him a big long speech about how Mary's almost an adult, and Dean needs to treat her like one.

But she was still his daughter, dammit. He had to make sure she was okay. He didn't bring up what he saw, though. Sam practically forbade it, and he didn't want an awkward chick-flick moment anyway.

A week later, he caught them kissing in the kitchen. He had gone on a supply run, once again (the last one he'd ever go on, if he had anything to say about it), and he returned to see them all over each other. (Okay, so maybe it wasn't as bad as he said. Sam does reprimand him for having his dad-goggles on all the time. Apparently they make everything seem ten-times worse than they really are when Mary is involved.) In reality, if he looks back on it, he knows it was probably just an innocent kiss. He didn't really understand what made him so angry – it kind of just happened.

He had cleared his throat, which caused the two of them to jump and break apart from each other. After everything was said and done, Dean had lost his temper which ended in Mary being grounded and Kevin being banned from speaking to her. The older Winchester could get a bit dramatic. Mary had given him the evil-eye before running to her room, and Kevin just looked mildly terrified before going back to his tablet translations.

Dean didn't sleep well that night. He hated knowing Mary was angry at him. It had been a week now, and he barely saw Mary. She took the grounding quite literally, and she hadn't left her room except for extreme circumstances when she absolutely needed food or the bathroom. She always made sure he wasn't in the room, though. If he was in the room, she didn't even look at him. She walked by him like he didn't even exist, and he hated it.

He wanted to lift her punishment, but wouldn't that be going back on what he said? Wouldn't it lessen his authority here? Maybe, but it was worth it to have his daughter happy and his household peaceful again. After dealing with Ezekiel and trying to find Metatron, he really wanted the bunker to be somewhere he could escape to, to get away from all the evils outside. He'd have to think about it a little more.

He'd do that while working this case with his brother (and, of course, Ezekiel). He wanted to know what was taking so long to heal Sam. Why was Ezekiel still there? Shouldn't Sam be healed by now? He voiced his concerns during the case, and was give vague answers to every single one. Eventually he had to return to the bunker for research, and he had to get help from Kevin and Mary.

Mary was less willing to help than Kevin was, but she did it anyway. He had to leave after a while to hit the road again, but Mary seemed to get that she was ungrounded now, and he didn't even have to say anything. No chick-flick moments…

The two teens stayed on the research (Dean made sure to tell them that it was research, because this was more important than making out in the middle of the kitchen). He gets them looking for a spell to power down an angel so that Sam can expel the angel in his body.

Mary looked exhausted after a while, so he sent her to get some rest, but she didn't stay gone for long. She met him in the hallway, pursuing a very pissed-off Sam into the next room. She stopped him to ask why Sam looked so upset, and he told her everything. It all came spilling out and he couldn't stop it. She seemed disturbed at the information, but she told him she understood why he did it, even though it was the wrong thing to do. It was a backhanded comment, but at least she was talking to him again.

They rounded the corner into the room and saw Sam with his hand on Kevin's forehead. A bright light shot out of his eyes, and Kevin screamed before Sam let go and the prophet's body fell to the floor.

"No!" Mary shouted.

She tried to run to Kevin's body – as did Dean – but the angel in Sam held them off. "Sam?" Dean asked.

"There is no more Sam," the angel said, "but I played him convincingly I thought."

"How did you…"

"I heard you talking with Kevin tonight," he replied. He packed a bag as he spoke. "Alter a sigil... even the slightest... Alter the spell." He held up his hand – Sam's hand – to show the dust of the markings on his fingers. "I'm sorry about Kevin, but it was ultimately for the best. I did what I had to do."

When the angel in Sam leaves – taking Sam's body with him – Mary and Dean are finally free to move. She rushes next to Kevin, and already there are tears in her eyes. She manages to choke out a sob that sounds like "No…"

All of this is his fault. Dean is 100% responsible for this, and he'll never be able to make it okay. He doesn't know what to do, so he just sinks to the floor next to her and lets her cry into his shirt. He wraps his arms around her like he's done so many times before, and he keeps her as safe as he can.

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