Chapter 7:

Chasm

I jolted upright. Bad idea. My head was dizzy and my eyes were slightly out of focus. My hands flew to my face, trying to rub out the disorientation. I could hear voices in the next room, but it was almost as if they were talking into a tin can. Finally my eyes sharpened and I took in my surroundings. Someone had layed me down on a couch. I swung my legs off of the under stuffed beast and let my toes touch the cold hardwood floor. For a moment I wondered who took my socks off, but more pertinent questions rose in my mind. What the hell was at the top of my list. I felt slightly constipated, but didn't really want to own to it. One thing was clear. I would never voluntarily travel Express Castiel again if I could at all help it.

"Sleeping Beauty awakes at last." A deep voice bellowed from across the room. I turned my head and looked at Sam standing in the doorway.

I laughed. "I'd prefer to be Snow White, but then I would still be waiting for Prince Charming to wake me up." His face changed for a minute, then he went back to smiling. "I'm glad to see you're feeling better." I told him.

It was a good thing that I didn't mention it. I wasn't all that sure if he knew that he didn't have a soul for a while. He walked closer to me. "I should be saying that to you." He laughed. "We haven't been introduced yet. I'm Sam." He extended his hand.

I stood up from the couch ignoring his hand. "I'm Nikki." Instead, I hugged him. "I'm more of a hugger, myself." I laughed.

He awkwardly held me for a moment and pulled away. "Dean tells me that you're in some kind of trouble with Crowley."

I sighed. "I wouldn't say trouble...exactly..." I trailed off. "He kinda wants me?" I questioned. "The whole thing is weird. Mostly, I think it's because he needs to get laid." Sam looked at me. I gasped. "Not by me!"

Dean, Castiel, and Bobby chose that moment to walk into the room.

"Nikki, we need to talk." Castiel told me in his monotone voice.

"Do I have to?" I whined like a little kid. I really needed more time. I had just remembered my conversation with God and I was constipated, I just wanted a minute or two.

"I have a war to fight. I have already spent too much time away. The only reason I am here is because of your conversation with God." He sounded slightly irritated. "You are marked, Nikki. This makes you very powerful because you cannot be harmed. Raphael will try to use you, if he thinks you can help him."

"Hold on one damn minute!" I said very frustrated. "This is all a little much okay. Please just give me a second to think. I don't even know my timeline here." I glanced at my toes for a moment thinking. Then I looked at Dean. "Have you killed a Lamia yet?"

"A what?" Sam asked.

"A Lamia." Dean answered. "Humanoid monster. Strong son of a bitch has claws that can rip open a chest. They like their food rare if you get my meaning."

I laughed hysterically for a moment. "You sure cooked him, huh Dean."

Sam looked at me quite confused. "How do you know all of this?" He asked.

"Sammy, one day. One day I will answer every question you have and believe me, I know you have a lot. But now why aren't you guys in Limestone Illinois?" Then it hit me. "Shit! I'm so stupid! Shit!" I cursed.

"Why are you freaking out?" Sam asked me.

"Dean, I told you this would happen!" I accused. "Shit! I messed up the story arch!" I told him. "You would have noticed things that I accidentally brought to your attention later on and now I've messed it up."

Bobby took off his hat for a minute and wiped his forehead. "Nikki, darlin' I'm afraid that you have lost me."

I stamped my foot like an angry three-year old. "I'm lost too Bobby! All because me and my big mouth!"

"We do not have time for this." Castiel interurpted.

I shot him a look. "Don't you even Castiel!" Tears were brimming from my eyes waiting to be shed. "You forget that I know things Cas. Just remember that absolute power corrupts absolutely." My eyes blurred from the tears that I refused to cry just yet.

"Nikki, you need to calm down." Dean took a step towards me.

"Dean, I need to speak with you in private. It's important." I motioned for him to follow me. We walked outside before I said anything. I finally allowed myself to cry.

"Now, what is this about?" He asked me.

"You were gonna find out about Sam without me. I messed up and told you. Now the story changes. I am so sorry." I hung my head.

"Don't be sorry." He told me.

I rubbed my face trying to dry it. "Since I've already messed things up I might as well warn you about Ben and Lisa." He looked at me face wide with shock waiting for me to continue.

"Dean Winchester!" Crowley screamed. We both looked at him. "You stay away from her, she's mine!"

"Like hell she is!" Bobby said from the doorway. I turned my head right and saw Bobby and Sam, guns in hand coming towards us.

This was just too much. My heart felt like it was going to explode and I put my hands on my chest. My hands began to tingle and I started have difficulties breathing. I felt weak. My tears fell more freely now. I knew I was having a panic attack, but it felt like I was going to die. I hung my head and let out a heart breaking sob.

"I think she's having a panic attack." Sam noted.

Everything was loosing focus and dropped to the ground. I silently prayed to God.

Please God, Give me the strength to overcome the hardships that I am and will be facing. Amen.

There was conversation going on around me, but I didn't hear a word. It was hard to even focus my thoughts, let alone deal with the people around me. Someone put a hand on my shoulder and I looked up. It was Sam.

"It will be alright. Just breath." He told me.

I looked around breathing in and out, trying to calm down, but I couldn't. Everyone seemed to have stopped arguing when I went down. "Please." I whispered. "I just need for everyone to be quiet for a minute." I cried. Nobody even dared to breathe loud. A minute passed before I heard the flutter of wings.

"We do not have time for this." Castiel said out loud. He stuck his hand on my head and the lights went out again.