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"And I don't trust you."
A sharp outtake of breath slipped from her lips at his words. His words had hit her like a slap; a slap back to reality. She nodded her head slowly as she realized they were back to square one; in fact, remembering Anna's words, he had never left this square one unlike her. He still doesn't trust you. He never did.
"You know what? I..." She said before frowning as she let out a sigh and looked up at him. "I don't get you, Dean... One minute you're this sweet cool guy who shows me some kind of trust, and the other you're this annoying asshole who hasn't got any trust in me. And I'm trying to tell myself that you've got your reasons to act this way with me…" She sighed shaking her head as she stood up from his bed. "But you know what? I've had enough of trying."
"Then, you should stop trying," he replied trying to keep his voice hard and stern. "You are only here because we've gotta look after you until we find a solution for your problem."
"You're right," she said in a whisper as she stared at him. "Don't you worry, once we find my flight back home, I'll be completely off your back, Dean. Until then, you better buy more bottles and why not find back that fallen angel you trusted so much more than me or whatever." Turning around, she grabbed her clothes hanging on a chair.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna get changed and just... Leave."
"What? No, you can't do that," he told her as she turned around to look at him.
"Why not? You obviously don't want me here. And I don't even know why I keep trying..." she admitted to him as she held her clothes in her arms.
"I only said-"
"You said what you said. And you did what you did... And it was all pretty clear," she replied as he put his bourbon bottle on the nightstand and walked to her slowly.
"I didn't mean to..." He told her, his voice no longer holding any hardness of sternness of any kind. It wasn't soft either. It just sounded broken and lost, and Kate couldn't help but soften at this even though she was completely fed up with Dean's changing moods.
"I don't get you, Dean..." She whispered.
"I know," he whispered back, approaching her. "I just... I'm not good with this sort of girly talking or any kind of sharing feelings talking thing, you know?"
"It's not that the problem... Why don't you trust me, Dean? What have I ever done to you to make you so mistrusting of me?" She asked him as he was now standing in front of her. She looked up at his face as he looked down at her, shaking his head.
"It's more complicated than you think... I told you, Kaitlin, I'm a mess..." He told her looking straight in her eyes, as his hands took the clothes from her arms. "I'm a fucking mess and after all I've done in Hell... I don't deserve to..." he trailed off, not knowing how to say the things he wanted to say, needed to say. He looked away.
"You don't deserve to be comforted?" She asked him and he licked his lips before swallowing and nodding his head. Kate couldn't help her natural maternal instinct that was always deep inside every women. It forced her to be softer and more patient with Dean; and that wasn't something casual considering how impatient she could truly be most of the times. But, the way that Dean talked to her, the way he kept pushing her away just made her want to reach out for him even more.
"A monster like me shouldn't be comforted," he whispered and Kate put her hands on his cheeks as she made him look down at her.
"You are not a monster, Dean," she told him firmly. "That's one thing I'm more than sure about you, Dean. You are not a monster."
"I've tortured souls in Hell, Kaitlin... I've done things you could never imagine. I am a monster... And... And you are just a good girl. No monster deserves a good girl to comfort them," he told her and she felt tears forming in her eyes. She could feel the sincerity of his sayings. She could feel how hard he believed in his words. And it hurt her. It hurt her to know that a man who did so much good in his lifetime thought he was a monster because he hadn't been able to endure more of the tortures he had been inflicted for years in Hell. Sure, he had given in, and had started inflicting those tortures to other souls. Sure, he hadn't been strong enough to endure more years of torture. But that didn't mean he was a monster. It just made him even more human.
"You're not a monster, Dean, and I'm not trying to comfort you," she whispered to him gently. "All I'm trying to do, is make you understand that you are not alone." Dean immediately remembered Anna's words. When you can, you have people that want to help. You are not alone. That's all I'm trying to say. Kate let go of his cheeks and took a step back, glancing at her clothes in his hands. She grabbed them and he didn't move when she started to walk with them towards the couch.
"Where are you gonna go?" He asked her and she bit on her bottom lip as she just turned her head, putting her clothes down on the couch.
"I'm not gonna go anywhere," she replied. Noticing his eyes fill with a wave of relief, she gave him a soft smile.
She walked to the bathroom doorway, and switched off the light. When she turned around, Dean walked to switch on the lamp on the nightstand and sat down on his bed. She stared at him in silence. He was staring at the window curtains just across of him. His hand reached out for the bourbon bottle on the nightstand, unscrewed it slowly, and then brought it to his lips to take a long sip. Kate couldn't help the tear that slowly fell down her cheek. She hated not being able to help someone in need of a hand to hold. But how do you help someone who doesn't want your help? How do you help someone who keeps saying they don't trust you? How do you help someone who has been through Hell literally?
Letting her instinct take full control of her, she slowly walked to him, squatted down in front of him and put her hand on his bottle; just above his hand. Looking down at her, he immediately caught her soft gaze. He frowned when he noticed the tears filling her eyes, and the one that already stroked her cheek. He let her take the bottle and put it aside. She stood up and he studied her every move, all very soft and delicate. She sat at his left on the bed, and he turned his upper body, his gaze never looking away from her. She was still a mystery for him. Sam had told him a bit about her, but not that much, and he hadn't had the chance to get to know her that much. She was a whole mystery and he was more than intrigued by her and her tenacity to help him. However, what intrigued him more was the way she made him feel. She gave him a feeling of comfort, relief and peace of mind that he had never felt before.
Perplexed and not having a single clue of what she was doing and not wanting to ask her, Dean just stared at her in silence. For once, ever since he came back from Hell, the silence was comfortable and it wasn't broken by any bad memories. All of sudden, she wrapped her arms around him. Surprised, he didn't move at all and let her do. He felt her hands rubbing up and down his back. He tried turning his head slightly to look at her face as he could feel her chin resting on his shoulder, but her wild brown hair prevented him from seeing anything. He started to relax and slowly let his arms wrap around her as he hugged her back. She tightened her hold around him, one of her hands clinging into his shirt.
"You can let it go," she whispered so softly and so quietly that Dean wasn't sure if she had really said those words. However, it didn't bother him that much. All he did was tighten his hold around her and shutting his eyes close as he breathed her smell and accepted that sense of comfort, relief and peace of mind that she gave him. And, he did it as he held her tighter. He let it all go.
The next day, the Winchester brothers had gotten a call from Bobby telling them he was back at his house and he was expecting them for the early afternoon. That morning, Kate had felt a bit of awkwardness when waking up in Dean's arms. As soon as he had seen her eyes opening, he had opened his lips to say something when Sam had made his entrance in the room. The brothers had looked at each other and had started a rather serious countering about how Sam had gone wandering on his own without warning any of them. Kate decided that this very moment was the best to sneak in the bathroom and take her whole time there until they were done. She didn't want to interfere between them, truth be told she didn't think she had any right to do so anyway.
Once on the road, Sam's gaze glued to her the whole time as if a bit amused by something. And Kate was damn sure it was the fact that he had caught them sharing the same bed. She could swear that he had been holding back a lot of teasing comments, because whenever her gaze had crossed his, she had seen him hold back a chuckle before looking away or shaking his head. As expected, Dean had acted as if nothing had ever Dean had mentioned was the fact that Sam had gone wandering off in the middle of the night without warning him. However, it had made the whole trip to Sioux Falls very awkward. Thus, to break the light tension in the air, Dean had decided to put on some music.
Kate had been surprised to find out he had a passionate love for classic rock, and the brothers had been even more surprised to hear her humming along. She had told them that her whole childhood was filled with this kind of music because her father was a big fan. Sam had chuckled saying their father too. When Dean had started saying that she had a good taste in music, she had told him that she loved some rap and country songs too which had made grimaced Dean. She had explained how she hadn't had any real musical style preference, whenever a song pleased her, she just liked it, and Sam had told her he thought that way too. Their conversation had then turned into a sort of questions and answers game. Kate would ask them if a particular singer or song existed in their universe and they would answer. It had made her realize that this universe, as different as it was from hers, still had the same musical universe.
Once they reached Bobby's salvage yard, they found the old man near the garage making his way towards his house. Getting out of the backseat, Kate walked with a smile towards Bobby who smiled back as he looked at her. He wouldn't say it, but he had missed that girl a bit those couple of days, and truth be told, he had been worried about her. When she approached him, Bobby was surprised to have her wrap her arms around him. And he realized, that this girl must have missed him just as much as he did. He hugged her back as he looked at the brothers walking towards them.
"The boys have been good to you?" He asked her as they pulled apart.
"Not bad," she replied shrugging with a smile.
"Not bad? We've treated you like a princess," Dean replied as he and his brother walked to them. Bobby chuckled.
"Not really like a princess," Sam said as he arrived while Dean and Bobby quickly hugged. He bent to give a quick hug to the old man as well before adding. "But still, we behaved."
"Got any news about Anna?" Bobby asked them after a second.
"No," Sam replied shaking his head while they all glanced at Dean whose face looked wistful.
"Let's get inside, I got some beers," Bobby said after taking note of Dean's facial expression. "Besides, I got some news for you, Katie."
"So, this professor Eleanor Visyak is really just a friend of yours, Bobby?" Dean asked in a teasing tone from his chair next to the kitchen's doorway.
"That's all you've caught hold of?" Bobby told Dean almost grumpily as he straightened from his leaning position against his desk. Dean tilted his head as he pursed his lips.
The four of them were sitting in Bobby's living room, drinking a beer as Bobby had just finished telling them that Rufus and he had done a real purchase of information for Kate's situation while they were busy with Anna Milton's case. And the answers he and Rufus got out of that professor of Medieval Studies at San Francisco University, were pretty big.
"So, if I got it right," Kate started from the couch where she was sitting next to Sam. "This professor Visyak, she told you there is a spell to travel from a dimension to another. But we gotta know when exactly to use it?"
"Yeah," Bobby replied. "It's an important timing. You can't just travel through dimensions as you wish."
"Which explains why the Cleaner told me the doors were locked," she said making him nod.
"So, basically all we need is dead sea brine, lamb's blood and the bones of a lesser saint, to draw a sigil. And that's it?" Sam said as he looked at Bobby who grimaced.
"It's more complicated than that," Bobby replied. "Like I said, this spell works if you know when the right moment is, when the doors are opened. And even that ain't the hardest part to figure out. Because, we gotta know from which universe exactly you come from, Kate."
"What? So there really is more than one dimension or universe or whatever you call it, out there? Dean asked, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the old man.
"There's a theory called the multiverse," Kate started with a thoughtful expression as she tried to remember it. They all looked at her while she stared at the coffee table in front of her. "It's a theory in which we consider that the universe we live in, is not the only one. And that many universes exist parallel to each other. I guess the books we studied and what that professor told you, confirm that theory," she said before licking her lips and biting down on her bottom lip as her thoughtful expression intensified a bit. "However those parallel universes are filled with differences, tinier or bigger ones... Which I guess kinda refute the parallelism since parallelism means exactly the same..." She looked up to find the three hunters staring at her with impressed expressions. "What?"
"How do you even know all of that?" Sam asked her.
"College," she replied glancing at him and his brother who were looking at her with an impressed. "Don't look so impressed, I haven't even passed that discipline well," she told Sam. "Anyway," she said turning her attention to Bobby. "It means I've still got two big obstacles to get back to my universe."
"Yeah," Bobby replied as he grabbed his beer. "We've gotta find out the exact second you need to travel back, and we've gotta find how to know if the landing will be in the right universe."
"Otherwise, I might just end up in another universe where you guys are all just aliens like in Doctor Who," she chuckled "Or worse, where you guys are actors playing on a fantasy television series."
"Yeah, good luck to find a universe where we're actors," Dean scoffed as he drank a sip of his beer. After a short silence, Sam turned to Kate and asked her genuinely curious.
"What's Doctor Who?"
"You did not just ask that," she said in a low voice as she turned her head to look at him with shock.
One week later.
South of Dakota, Sioux Falls. At Bobby Singer's.
Kate walked downstairs in her pajamas that included the pair of shorts that she hadn't returned to Dean ever since they had dropped her off here and left in the evening of that same day, and a simple black tank top. She yawned and scratched her head through her wild curly wavy hair. She had wanted to get in the bathroom upstairs but she had found it locked and had heard the shower running. It had surprised her since Bobby always took his showers in the bathroom of the first floor. Shrugging it off, she had decided to cook some breakfast first.
She had spent a very eventful week. Between an intense research on how to overcome the two obstacles left to make her way back home possible, and a few visits of Rufus which made her meet him properly, and also her many two-way trips to Pamela's, Kate hadn't been able to rest as much as she had planned to. Besides, whenever she woke up from her short sleep, she felt like she was forgetting something very important and it frustrated her for hours, especially since she usually remembers very well her dreams.
When she reached the end of the staircase, she turned to the living room and stopped in track when she saw a blond man tied down to a chair in the middle of the room.
"What the hell?" She whispered as she frowned. The man turned his head to look at her. His face was sweaty –or was it wet- and the moment his eyes landed on her, a mixed expression of surprise and lust appeared all over his face.
"I didn't know this old drunk had such a pretty thing like you here," he said with a devilish smirk.
"Who- what are you?" She asked making him throw his head back and laugh. She looked down then up at the ceiling to see that there was a devil's trap drawn there. She looked at him with a stern expression. "You're a demon."
"You're not just a pretty face, I love it," he told her as he looked at her. His eyes travelled up and down her body and it made her feel very exposed. She crossed her arms over her chest and stomach. "You're all shinning," Kate was sure that he was talking about her soul. "Ooh the things I'd like to do to you… And to make you do," he gave her a grin that sent shivers all over her body.
"What are you doing here?" Bobby's voice said making her turn around to face the old man with a large box in his arms. Apparently, he had come from the basement since the basement door was opened.
"I wanted to cook us some breakfast," she replied before glancing at the blond man tied up to the chair. "I wasn't expecting some extra guest like this one. You didn't warn me, Bobby." He motioned her to follow him in the hallway out of the demon' sight.
"Oh come on, where are you going?" The demon whined loudly when they walked out of his sight.
"I wasn't planning on you waking up so early," he told her in almost a whisper as he turned around to look at her.
"Neither was I. But my hunger woke me up, I guess," she replied in a whisper before tilting her head towards the living room. "Why is there a demon in here, Bobby?"
"He works for Lilith," he whispered back.
"Oh!" She exclaimed with big round eyes.
"Yeah, oh," he said nodding his head. "I got a hunter to get him here while you were asleep." Kate nodded before glancing down at the opened box to see there were a few strange tools in there.
"You're gonna torture him?" Kate asked in a whisper as she looked up at the old man.
"No, I'm gonna give him a beer and ask him if he can tell me where to find Lilith, and if he doesn't I'll just drive him back home," he replied sarcastically.
"No need to be so grumpy," Kate told him as she gave a slight pout, before she asked him more seriously. "Do you need my... Hum my help?"
"You're kidding me?!" He exclaimed. "I don't want you any way close to that demon, you hear me?" She nodded her head and he sighed. "Maybe you should go to Pamela's while I'm taking care of this demon."
"That's one thing for you to ask me not to get close to that demon, but that's another to ask me to leave on your own in here with that demon," she replied and he opened his mouth to say something but she cut him off. "I'm not leaving you here alone with a demon. And I don't care if you've been doing this your whole life, it won't reassure me that you'll be completely fine on your own." Bobby stared at her a bit taken aback by her little speech. She stared back at him with a stern face, hoping he will give in.
"You don't talk to him or even listen to him, you hear me? You completely ignore him. Actually, you don't go near the living room if it's not necessary, alright?" He told her and she nodded frantically. And he shook his head as he exhaled a long sigh before walking to the living room.
"What are you doing sitting here all alone, kiddo?" Kate looked up to see the old black hunter with a moustache.
"I didn't hear you coming, Rufus," she told him as he sat down next to her, on the hood of an old car. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a large sweatshirt, and had a long scarf around her neck. Her hands were between her thighs, trying to keep them warm as much as possible.
"Well, I just did," he replied. "Told Bobby I'd be here tonight but I decided to come before the end of the afternoon." He looked at her. "You're okay?"
"Yeah," she replied as she kept her gaze glued to the pile of dozen cars in front of her. "It's just… It started to become a bit too much in there," she admitted and Rufus glanced behind him at Bobby's house.
"Yeah, a demon can always be a real pain in the ass," he said as he looked down at her. "You shouldn't let it affect you."
"It didn't affect me," she replied as she looked up at him. "I just… I can't help wondering where God is in all of that."
"Welcome aboard," he told her sighing.
"The demon… He said things about Bobby…" She told him after a moment of silence. He rose his eyebrows as he looked down at her. "About his wife… How she died…"
"I see," he said nodding his head. "What you need to understand, Kate, is that we all got our fair share of dark secrets that we're not very proud of, or that we'd like to forget sometimes. So if that old Bobby didn't tell you about it, he's got his reasons. He's still the same old man you learned to know, though."
"I know," she nodded her head slowly. "It's just… Sam and Dean lost their parents because of some demon, Bobby lost his wife because of another demon… I can't even imagine how many other's life has been ruined because of those creatures… And I feel so bad because I can't stop wondering, where's God in all that?" She looked up at him and he stared at her in silence.
When Rufus and Kate walked in Bobby's house by the backdoor leading to the kitchen directly, they were immediately met by a flying chair. Rufus pulled Kate to him, preventing her from being hit by the chair on the face. The demon was standing up in the middle of the living room, his eyes fell on Kate and he gave a smirk as he made a step towards her when Bobby suddenly splashed a flask of water on his back. The demon cringed as he turned around and back-handed Bobby so strongly that he flew to his desk and landed on the floor behind it.
"Bobby!" Kate shouted as she made a step towards him but Rufus held her back.
"Get out of here!" Rufus told her as he pulled out a gun and he pulled out a large gun and fired at the demon who arched. But, Kate couldn't leave those two men behind. She looked at the demon as he held his chest, groaning. "Bullets full of salt, you bastard!" The demon looked up and kept walking towards Rufus in spite of the bullets he was receiving. Kate did what she knew best. She started reciting the exorcism chant as the demon arrived right in front of her. He backhanded her and she fell to the floor right in front of the fridge. Rufus hit the demon with his gun but the demon turned and punched him before grabbing him and throwing him away in the living room. He turned to Kate who looked up at him. The demon knelt down and put his hand on Kate's lips, preventing her from reciting more of that exorcism chant. She was going to throw a punch at him with her right hand when he caught her fist before it collided on his face. He smirked at her as he gripped her wrist and twisted it. She screamed in pain against his palm as she tried to fight back but he managed to straddle her.
"Oh honey, stop fighting back," he told her as he pinned her on the floor and kept twisting her wrist painfully. She knew if he added more pressure, he would break it. "The moment I saw you, I've been wanting to do so many things to you… What are you? I've never seen a human like you..." Kate kept trying to fight back as he leaned down and licked up her cheek before leaning to her ear. "I don't know what I wanna do most… Play with you or wear you?" She tried to scream against his palm but it all went out as a muffled sound. All of sudden, Kate stopped fighting back and screaming against the demon's palm. She looked up at him, her eyes met his pitch black ones. It was scary to see but she held the eye contact as she remembered what that demon had said. How Bobby had to look into his wife's eyes and kill her; how her eyes were no longer their normal colour but they were this pitch black. She shouldn't be scared of demons, she should just hate them. "No fighting back anymore? Maybe you'd like to play with me, too, huh? Say it," he said to her as he pulled his hand away from her lips. Taking a deep breath, she prayed for God to help her talk as fast as possible.
"Exorcizamus te omnis immundus-" He gripped her wrist violently and slapped it on the floor sharply which made her moan in pain.
"You bitch!" He groaned as he went to put his hand back against her mouth but she bit it, and managed to kick him off her.
"Spiritus omnis satanica pote-" She started to say as she tried to crawl as much away from him as possible but he took hold of her ankle and pulled her back to him. She turned her face and kicked his face with her other foot. She grabbed the only thing at her reach which was actually the broom and hit him with it. "Potestas omnis incursio infernalis," she said through her heavy breaths before the demon launched at her and brought his hands around her neck to strangle her.
"You fucking bitch, I'm gonna make you regret doing all of that!" He told her when suddenly she heard Rufus saying the rest of the exorcism spell.
"Adversii omnis congregatio secta diabolica ergo," Rufus was saying when the demon started to shake, as his hands left Kate's neck. Suddenly, a giant dark smoke left his mouth and made its way to the open windows. The body of the unconscious blond man fell on Kate. Rufus walked to Kate who pushed the unconscious body off her. "You're okay?" He asked her as she sat up trying to catch her breath back, nodding her head. She looked at the body and Rufus put two fingers on the neck's body trying to find the pulse. "I bet he was dead a long time ago." Kate looked up at Rufus as he pulled his hand out to help her up.
"I suppose he ran away?" She told him and he nodded. All of sudden, she remembered about Bobby. "Bobby!" She shouted before standing up and running to the old man who had fallen behind his desk. Rufus was quickly behind her. "Bobby?" She said as she knelt down by his side and gently cupped his face. "Bobby, can you hear me?" The old man opened his eyes and she sighed in relief.
"Katie?" He said frowning his eyebrows as he tried to sit up.
"Take it easy, fella," Rufus said making the old man look up at his friend.
"The demon…" Bobby started.
"He ran away," Rufus told him.
"Never mind the demon," Kate cut them off. "How are you feeling? It was a pretty big flight he did to you."
"I'm fine, Kate," he replied as he stood up and she helped him. Once he was on his feet, he arched his back and made it snap. "Damn, I almost got him to talk!"
"How did he even escape the devil trap?" Kate asked him.
"I have no idea," Bobby murmured as they walked to where the demon was taped down. They looked up and noticed that the devil trap had a pretty long arc of circle completely erased. "What the hell…"
Kate put down the big plate as she finished serving Rufus, Bobby and herself a good portion of the traditional pasta she had done. She sat down right when Rufus put a mouthful of the pasta in his mouth.
"Damn, that's good!" He told her and she smiled at him as she rubbed her bruised wrist.
"Thank you," she replied as Bobby started eating too and nodded. "That's one of the very few things I can cook without make it inedible. And we're lucky I haven't burned off the sauce this time."
"Well, you did great tonight kiddo!" Bobby told her after chuckling when he remembered when a few days ago she had burned off the sauce.
"Thanks," she said as she took a fork full of pasta and started eating as well.
"Actually, I think you've done great the whole time," Rufus said staring at her. "And you know what I think? I think you'd make a good hunter."
"Excuse me?" Bobby said as he glared at Rufus.
"What? You got dirt in your ears and eyes, Singer? You've heard me and you've seen what she's been doing the whole time here! And I ain't talking about what she's done before I even got to meet her," Rufus said to Bobby.
"Yeah, well it doesn't mean you should tell her this," Bobby told him and Kate looked back and forth at the old men while chewing silently on her food. She had learned very quickly that an argument between Bobby and Rufus was more complicated than an argument between Sam and Dean. And, it convinced her even more not to get involved.
"Why not? All I'm saying is that she's good at research, she knows how to fight and she obviously knows how to take care of a demon," he replied before turning his head to Kate. "You'd be a hell of a hunter, kiddo."
"Thanks, I guess?" She replied as she noticed Bobby send her a glare. "What?" She whispered with rose eyebrows. Bobby shook his head as he put his focus back on his plate.
"I was thinking-" Rufus said after a couple of minutes of silence only filled with their chewing sounds.
"Oh really?" Bobby interrupted him sarcastically, earning a glare from the black hunter across him.
"And I thought maybe it's time for you to train up a little bit," Rufus said as he looked at Kate.
"Train?" Both Kate and Bobby said in the same time.
"Yeah, train. I mean, I saw you, you can defend yourself but with a little more training, you'll be able to kick ass like no one else!" He told her with a smile.
"She doesn't need to train," Bobby grumbled.
"Why so?" Rufus asked as Kate looked at Bobby.
"Because she needs to focus on her way back home," Bobby replied as he looked right into Rufus' eyes, before he stood up.
"Bobby," Rufus started slowly as he stood up. Kate looked at Bobby who had stopped in the kitchen's doorway. "The demon almost killed her, today. If she's gonna stay here until you find her way back home, she needs to know how to defend herself properly... Otherwise, someday it will be like in Omaha," Bobby turned around and stared at Rufus as Kate looked back and forth at them, wondering what had happened in Omaha. Bobby glanced at Kate for a second before his gaze returned on Rufus.
"She would be more in danger, if I let her get in-" Bobby started.
"You stop!" Kate exclaimed as she stood up. "You two, you just stop talking as if I'm not here," she looked back and forth at the two men, before focusing her brown eyes on Bobby. She took a few steps towards him and he looked down when she approached him. "Bobby, I have no idea what happened in Omaha, but what I know is that I can't just stand around doing nothing," she told him in a gentle tone making him look at her.
"If I let you into this world, there's no turning back," he told her. "It's not a pretty world… You haven't seen one ten of it."
"I've seen enough," she told him before giving him a little smile. "Hey, it doesn't mean I'm gonna be a full hunter. I'm not into that, trust me. I could never be a hunter, anyway. But I think Rufus is right, I need to know how to defend myself the best. It will give me more chances to survive in this world until I can get back to my universe."
"Or it will give you more chances to die before you even got the chance to get back there," he said before he sighed as he looked down at her before he looked up at Rufus and sighed as he nodded his head slightly.
One week later.
On a country side road.
It was almost four in the morning, and unlike his little brother who had fallen asleep almost immediately after they had finished their hunt a couple of hours ago, Dean was still wide awake. He had parked his Baby on the side of a country road, Sam fast asleep on the backseat. After a short while, he had realized he wasn't going to fall asleep anytime soon, so he had decided to keep his mind busy. He had started by skimming through his father's journal, but it hadn't help. He had started reading one of the books Bobby had given him two weeks ago, but this later action only made him think more about the brunette he had tried so hard to not think about. Dean had decided then to start studying some papers, hoping to find a case that will get his mind off the young woman and off the other things he didn't want to think about.
What bothered Dean the most was that whenever he wasn't tormented by flashes of Hell, it was this impossible brown-head that overran his whole mind. As he flipped the papers pages, he couldn't stop thinking about their last night together before he and Sam drove her to Bobby's. She had given him what he had needed the most, but wouldn't ever dare saying aloud. He wanted to stop thinking about her and the way she had, once again, succeeded to take a bit of his pain away. Plus, this time she hadn't even really said anything; she had just held him tight and he had melted in her hug. He had let her comfort him even though he knew he didn't deserve any of it.
"What are you doing?" Sam's voice suddenly said making all of his thoughts vanish.
"What's it look like I'm doing?" Dean asked him trying to recompose himself as he focused back on the papers.
"Like you're looking for a job," Sam replied.
"Yahtzee," Dean said making Sam sit up on the backseat.
"We just finished a job like two hours ago."
"Adrenaline's still pumping, I guess," Dean replied.
"You're sure this ain't because of what happened with Kate last time?" Sam asked him.
"What happened with her?" Dean asked trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.
"You know," Sam started. "When I got back to the room, you guys were cuddling-"
"I don't do cuddling," Dean cut him off. "She... She had fallen asleep and I didn't want to wake her up by moving away."
"And how did you end up in this position for starters already?" Sam asked him in an almost teasing tone.
"You would have known if you hadn't gone out wandering at four in the morning," Dean replied before turning his head to look at his brother. "Where were you already?" Sam glared at him.
"I told you, I wanted to eat something," he replied in an annoyed tone.
"Huh," Dean just said before turning his attention back to the papers in his hands. "So, what do you think… Cedar Rapids, Tulsa, or Chi-Town?"
"Look, Dean, I am all for working. I really am. But you got us chasing cases nonstop for like a month now-"
"Two weeks, man. Not a month," Dean corrected him making Sam roll his eyes.
"What I'm trying to say is that we need sleep."
"Yeah, we can sleep when we're dead," Dean replied.
"You're exhausted, Dean," Sam told him.
"I'm good."
"No, you're not. You're running on fumes, and you can't run forever," Sam told him hoping he would understand how unhealthy it was for him to do so.
"And what am I running from?"
"From what you told me. Or are we pretending that never happened?" Sam replied.
"Stratton, Nebraska. Farm town. A man gets hacked to death in a locked room inside a locked house. No signs of forced entry," Dean said making him understand that they were, in fact, pretending that never happened.
"Sounds like a ghost," Sam decided to give up and gave his brother the reply he wanted to hear.
"Yes, it does," Dean said making Sam sigh before flopping back down.
"Why don't we just pass by Bobby for a couple of days?" Sam asked.
"And leave that ghost do more damages?" Dean asked him in a scoff.
"Another hunter will certainly go there," Sam told him. "We could even call one ourselves."
"Yeah, and let them all think the Winchesters got rusty. No thanks," Dean scoffed. "Besides, Bobby asked we leave him alone for a couple of weeks."
"It's been a couple of weeks, Dean."
"Yeah, well I guess he's got a lot to do."
"Kate!" Bobby shouted as he looked down at the pieces of his bottle of beer on the ground.
"I'm sorry!" She shouted back as the old man walked towards her. He had been trying to teach her how to fire with a gun for a couple of hours now but she had only managed to fire everywhere but at the targets he had settled. At first, he had thought the distance was the reason of her missing, but she was now standing just five feet away from the targets and still she managed to hit his bottle of beer instead.
"You need to be more focused," he told her as he approached her.
"I am focused," she replied as she put her arms down. "It's just impossible to hit that target!" Suddenly, they heard a gunshot and the target Bobby had settled was hit.
"I wouldn't say impossible is the right word," a voice said when Kate turned around. A rather tall young man with dark brown hair was standing there with a gun in his hand.
"Don't tell me Rufus sent you," Bobby grumbled as the man walked towards them.
"Always so welcoming, Bobby," the man said as he approached them. He pulled his hand out and Bobby shook it. Kate stared at the rather good-looking young man with grey eyes. "And you must be Kate."
"Yeah, that's me," Kate said as he pulled his hand out and she put her gun in her other hand to shake his hand.
"I'm Matthew, but please call me Matt," he told her in an almost seductive voice. Kate wasn't the kind to blush easily but at this right moment she did.
"I can't believe Rufus thought you'd be the best to help her," Bobby sighed.
"To help me?" Kate said as she looked at Bobby before looking up at Matt who was as tall as Dean.
"Yeah, I'm the one who's gonna show you the tricks of the job," Matt said as he smiled at her.
"No, not the tricks of the job," Bobby said shaking his head. "Just how not to get killed, and how to shoot."
"Of course, sir. Rufus told me you were very protective of your niece," Matt said staring at the old man. Kate frowned her eyebrows and looked at Bobby. Niece?
"Yeah," Bobby replied. "She's in my care and I don't want anything wrong happening to her until she gets back home, am I clear?" Kate bit on her bottom lip as she stared at the old man understanding that Rufus and Bobby hadn't said a word about her situation to that young man.
"She's in good hands, you can chill out," the grey-eyed man replied when suddenly Bobby's cellphone rang in his pocket. He walked away as he answered the call. Matt turned to look at Kate. "It doesn't seem like but your uncle is a big fan of me, really," he told her and she chuckled.
Two days later.
South Dakota, Sioux Falls. At Bobby Singer's.
Lately, Kate had developed a new routine that was consisted of waking up very early and sleeping pretty late. Every morning, she would join Matt who was staying at Bobby's for now, and they would work out and have some shooting lessons. He had noticed how good at fighting she was, and how lame at doing crunches she was. The worse was the shooting lessons. She had never succeeded to hit a target and Matt had realized it was because she would either jump or close her eyes whenever she would pull the trigger and fire. Then, at noon they would have lunch and the rest of the afternoon, she would do research about all the other creatures of this universe and in two days she had already learned everything about werewolves, wendigo and vampires. She had started writing a journal about those creatures, their origins and how to kill them which Bobby had noticed but hadn't commented at all. And then, Matt would make her have a three hours session of fighting before the night fell. After dinner, she would try to do more research about her problem but it was sort of impossible with Matt always by her side. In the end, she would give up and he would tell her his hunting stories.
It was past one in the morning when Kate decided to go upstairs to her bed, leaving Matt to watch television on his own while Bobby had already gone to bed a few minutes ago. She closed the door behind her and started to take her clothes off as she walked towards the headboard of her bed where her pajamas was. She grabbed the tank top and put it on before reaching for Dean's shorts when her phone suddenly rang. She turned around and grabbed the denim pants she was wearing a minute ago. She pulled her phone out of the pocket and looked at the screen. She frowned. Usually, they would call Bobby and she would get news from them through him. She hadn't heard their voices for a bit longer than two weeks.
"Hello?" She replied in a soft whisper.
"Katie? I'm sorry, am I waking you up?" He asked her in a whisper.
"No, not all Sam," she replied as she put down Dean's shorts and decided to sleep in only her tank top and her underwear. She slid under her covers.
"Sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure," she replied softly. "I just got in my room and I was going to read a book anyway," she lied. She knew that when someone called this late, something was bothering them. "You're alright?"
"Yeah, I'm alright," he replied, his voice not sounding sure at all.
"It's the first time we've talked ever since you and Dean left me at Bobby's. I'm pretty sure if you called for a casual catch up you would have done it days ago and not that late in the night," she told him. "So tell me what's wrong?"
"You're pretty good at reading people even through the phone," he told her with a light chuckle.
"I'm just that good," she replied with a little smile. "But no changing subjects. Speak to me, Winchester."
"I don't know… It's just this case we just finished with Dean… It was pretty intense," he told her.
"What was it?"
"We thought it was a simple ghost case," he replied before sighing. "But it turned out to be more terrible… A man had his daughter pregnant and he had hidden his daughter and well, things went awfully. The kids she had from him, they kinda lived in the walls like… Like animals. And it was all so messed-up…"
"They were humans, originally I mean?" She asked feeling something she couldn't EVEN describe after he told her this.
"Barely. Everything they had to go through literally messed them up… Even physically, they were barely human because of all the things lacking while growing up." Sam replied.
"That's terrible," Kate let out in a breath as she tried to imagine what they had faced.
"Dean took it pretty personally and badly," he told her in a whisper.
"What do you mean?"
"Dean told me you know about Hell," he told her and she bit her lips together.
"Yeah, I do… I overheard you when he told you, the other day after Anna got her grace back," she explained.
"Did… Did he tell you more?" He asked her.
"No," she replied as she closed her eyes and remembered that night. "No, just that it messed him up.
"He… Katie, he enjoyed it," Sam let out in a shaky breath. Kate frowned her eyebrows as she sat up. "He told me he enjoyed it…"
"I'm sure he didn't mean it-"
"He did," Sam cut her off. "He enjoyed it because he wasn't the one suffering anymore… He told me this and I just… I didn't even know what to answer."
"Sam, it doesn't mean he really enjoyed it. Everything is twisted up in Hell, and all that he must have felt when he wasn't the one suffering, was relief," she told him trying to find a good explanation.
"What if he really enjoyed it, Kate?" He told her and she bit on her lips as her eyes fell to Dean's shorts on the end of her bed. "What am I supposed to do? How can I help him?"
"Just be there for him," she replied in a little voice. "Show him you're there for him, no matter what."
One week later.
Iowa.
It was pretty late, but Sam hadn't finished working on his laptop. He was sitting at a table, in his motel room while his brother had gone out to find out something about the case they were on. They were at the international association of Magicians in Iowa, where a few strange murders had happened. He glanced at his phone, hesitating to call her. He had been talking to her on the phone every single day ever since that night he had called her. He felt very comfortable talking to her but what he loved the most was the fact that their conversations could easily turn to something completely ordinary. For instance, a couple of days ago while Dean was out getting drunk in a bar, they had talked about the Harry Potter books and he had liked the way she had been very surprised to find out he was a big fan. Last night, he had texted her about their hunts and she had told him that at Bobby's she was going through a lot, but she had never told him what exactly she was doing at Bobby's. She had told him that she was only doing some research but he was sure there was something else. He took his phone to call her when it suddenly rang in between his fingers. Her name flashed on the screen which made him smile.
"Hey, I was going to call you," he replied.
"Really? Guess I'm really faster than you," she said making him chuckle.
"How are you doing, Katie?"
"Pretty good," she replied. "What about you and Dean?"
"We're good," he said nodding his head as he leaned against his chair.
"I bet he's out right now, too, isn't he?"
"Yeah, he is," he told her as he looked at his laptop. "We're still working on that weird case."
"And he still doesn't wanna talk to me," she said which made him stand up.
"It's not that he doesn't wanna talk to you," he told her as he walked to the beds.
"Is that weird if I tell you I feel like you're cheating on him when you don't tell him you're talking to me?" She asked him and he laughed.
"That's weird indeed," he replied as he sat down on the edge of a bed. Suddenly he heard some sort of shouting coming from Kate's background. "What's happening there?
"Nothing," Kate sighed before he heard her groan. "It's just some kind of parasite that won't let go of me!"
"What?" Sam asked frowning his eyebrows. 'Come on, Kate, time to work your ass out!'
"I've gotta hang up! I'll talk to you later, be safe Sam!" She said hanging up leaving him confused as he stared down at his phone. Sam was pretty sure it wasn't Bobby's voice that talked on the background, but he had no idea who that was.
Suddenly a knock at the door pulled him out of his thoughts. He walked to the door and peered through the peephole. He sighed opening the door to reveal another brunette he knew, her arms folded.
"What are you doing here, Ruby?" He asked her.
"I should be asking you the same thing," she replied before stepping in the room.
"I'm working a job," he told her and she looked at him.
"The whole world's about to be engulfed in hellfire, and you're in Magictown, USA," she said making him let out a little laugh.
"You got something against magic?" He asked loving the irony of her reaction.
"That would almost be funny if thirty-four seals hadn't been broken already," she replied "Thirty-four, Sam. That's over halfway. The angels are losing this war. Every day is one day closer, and if someone doesn't do something soon-"
"And that someone is me?" He cut her off.
"Who else would it be?"
"I don't know where these seals are. I don't know squat. So why don't you tell me where you'd like me to start?"
"Well, you can quit dicking around here, for one. Bigger fish, Sam. And if the seals are being broken, you might want to go after the one doing the breaking," she explained to him.
"Lilith?"
"Cut the head off the snake. You're the only one who can stop her, Sam. So step up and kill the little bitch."
"Oh, I'm game, believe me. It's not the psychic thing I got a problem with," he replied.
"Yeah, I know what you got a problem with, but tough. It's the only way," she said to him.
"No."
"You know, this would all be so much easier if you'd just admit to yourself that you like it. That feeling that it gives you," she told him with a little smirk.
"You don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh I don't, huh? Fine," she said as she made her way to the door but turned around to tell him more. "It's simple. Lucifer rises, the apocalypse starts. You think that you have demons on your hands now? People are gonna die, Sam. Oceans of people. So you just let me know when you're ready," she walked turned the door handle, and stepped out before turning around. "Oh and I almost forgot, you better tell the pretty Katie to get herself some stronger protections."
"What do you mean?"
"The demon attack at your dear Bobby's a couple of weeks ago, I think," she told him as he stared at her. "He started talking about the new sensation in the country. A girl with a soul like no other. If he gets to tell where to find her to Alastair, she won't need to find her way back home. Just saying," she walked away but Sam stopped her.
"Can you locate that demon?" He asked her making her turn around. She looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"So I tell you we need to find Lilith to kill her before she unleashes the apocalypse and you don't care, and when I tell you that girl might be found by Alastair, you give a thousand fuck?" She told him. "Don't tell me you've got a crush for that girl, Sammy?" She teased him.
"Just answer me: can you locate that demon?" He asked her ignoring her comments. She smirked at him.
Author's note:
I hate this chapter... I wrote it in a rush yesterday, and I tried to improve it today but it turned out even more like a whole chapter of toooo many events in so little paragraphs that are lacking a lot of descriptions… And ugh, I just hate it. The thing is that I had two chapters kind of well written about this pretty long period, but I accidentally deleted the file containing those two chapters! So, I had to re-write everything I could remember from them… I feel so bad to update this chapter and not a better one but I'm just so upset to have lost the other ones… And to be honest, I don't have enough time to re-write everything exactly this weekend. So, I decided to be a very bad author and to give you this chapter… I hope that it will still be a bit entertaining.
And to apologize I will update the next chapter earlier, so stay tuned! It will be a way better chapter (well at least, that's what I think!).
Anyways, here you've got the introduction of another OC of mine (Matthew)! You'll learn more about him on the next chapter. And, he will have a pretty important role later down the road. So, if I do the math this chapter marks a period that lasted 3 weeks and 2 days… So Kate has been in the Supernatural universe for almost two months… Where does the time go? I guess it was really time for Kate to finally start getting more involved into the hunter world 'officially' !
Once again, I'm very sorry for all those stupid mistakes of mine and I'm sorry for this long messy chapter… And if anyone knows how I can get a beta reader, please tell me!
Okay, so I'm not delusional, so if you've got very angry, disappointed reviews to post, go ahead! I'm ready to receive them, I deserved them…
Love,
A.