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Kept in the Dark
Dean smoothed the hair away from CJ's face and watched as she breathed in and out, her head was lying on his chest, her ear against his heart, and her hand was splayed across his stomach, her fingers drumming in time with his heart beat.
More then once Dean had to swallow the bile that had rose up in his throat, when CJ had told him about her past, and he knew that the images that had been conjured up would stay with him even longer.
CJ's hand stopped and he looked down to see that she was looking up at him, with such intense eyes that he had to swallow to regain the use of his voice box.
"Hey" he smiled, and CJ continued to look at him, as if she was searching his soul, she brought her hand up to his chest, and left it above his heart, she lowered her eyes.
"You don't hate me" Dean was taken aback by the question that and had to do a double take, his hand around her waist became tighter, and his other hand moved under her chin forcing her to look at him.
Why would I hate you" CJ sighed her eyes lowering once again, and her hands traced in lazy circles.
"He always said that know one would want me, that they would hate me if they ever found out"
Dean felt his heart crack at the raw emotion and fear in her voice, he moved so that CJ was lying on the bed, and he was at her side using his elbow to prop him up. His hand came to the side of her face, and moved her hair back.
"Baby I could never hate you" CJ nodded in an almost ecstatic way and a lone tear escaped her eye, Dean smiled and brought his lips down to meet her's.
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John rubbed his hands over his eyes as he looked through his journal for any way to get rid of the demon. He sighed once again and pushed himself away from the table, and headed into the main room, were Sam and bobby were working.
"Sam" John entered the room to find that neither Bobby or Sam were there, his eyes took in the room, and saw that several chairs were over turned, papers scattered the floor, and the laptop laid in front of him.
"Sammy?" John's voice was more frantic as he dropped the pen that was in his hands, and he moved further into the room. His eyes taking in every detail, in hopes of figuring out were Sam and Bobby had gone.
His eyes landed on a foot that was poking out from behind and over turned chair, he rushed forward and fell to his sons, side. He turned him over and cradled his head into his lap, as his eyes took in the blood that was mattered to his head, and the dislocated shoulder. John lifted his gaze his eyes taking in the rest of the room, but Bobby was no were to be seen.
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CJ paced the kitchen her hand on her head her breaths coming in quick successions and Dean had the feeling that she was going to hyperventilate.
"CJ" CJ stopped at the sound of Deans calm voice she turned to face him and shook her head, and Dean could see all the fear and pain of losing Bobby.
John came back into the room a first aid kit in his hand, and walked over to Sam who was sat on the chair, his eyes open and staring at CJ as she paced, his arm cradled into his hand.
"Dean" Dean nodded at his father and walked over to his brothers side, and stood in front of him. His hands went to Sams shoulder, and he smiled down at his brother who was looking up at him, with pain filled eyes, Sam nodded his head slowly.
John turned to his eldest son, and nodded his head, Dean tightened his hold on Sams shoulder, and could feel Sam tense under him, as John pushed on his dislocated shoulder, there was a sickening crunch, and Sam sighed, signaling that the shoulder was back in place.
Dean moved away from his brother and lent himself against the wall, he had tried taking CJ into his arms but she had moved away from him, so now he felt more the useless, so he just lent himself against the wall and watched as his father stitched his baby brothers head.
"Sam what happened" Sam gingerly felt the stitches in his head, before turning to look at his father, he sighed and shook his head, he closed his eyes and tried to remember what had happened.
When Sam woke up Bobby was looking down at him, with large concerned eyes.
"You ok" Sam nodded his head, his eyes turning to saucers as Bobby collapsed in front of him, he tried to scramble away when he felt someone grab his arm, the sharp pain moved up his arm, and his head connected with the chair, darkness taking him.
"Demon" Both Johns and Deans eyes widened, and CJ stopped pacing to look at Sam, her head shaking from side to side.
"The Demon" Sam shook his head, and CJ seemed to relax slightly, although Dean could see the slight shake in her hands that signaled she was far from ok.
John turned to face her, and sighed, what he was about to ask her, was probably going to knock her, a couple of steps back, but they needed to know.
"CJ we need to know, were the demon is" CJ shook her head, her eyes widening in fear, and she backed up until her back connected with the wall, and she slipped down, and draw her knees towards her.
"You can't make me go back" The three Winchesters shot each other uneasy looks.
"CJ" CJ's hands went to her ears and she shook her head from side to side tears falling down her face.
The demon back handed her and brought his tongue to lick at the blood that was escaping from her cheek, CJ tried to pull away, but the bounds on her hands were to tight, and it only caused them to bite into her skin more, causing her to gasp In pain, as the blood escaped her wrists.
"Your pathetic, know one loves, you, your father proved that by giving you to me……..and your brother hated you so much, that he died to get away from you" CJ shook her head and stared at the demon.
"No" her voice was so weak and afraid the demon just laughed at her.
"Yes" CJ continued to shake her head.
"Your mine, you will never escape me……I will always find you"
"You can't make me go back, you can't make me go back" CJ continued to shake her head and kept repeating the same phrase over and over again.
Dean walked over to her and knelt in front of her, his hand going out softly to touch her face, and he shook his head when she cowered away from him.
"CJ, it's me Dean" CJ stopped chanting, and looked at him slightly, Dean smiled in encouragement.
"Know ones going to make you go any were but we……………." CJ didn't hear the rest of what he said, as she was pulled back into another memory.
"I have a job for you"
"Why the hell would I do anything for you" CJs voice was cold and bitter
"Have you forgot the rules……………..im sure I don't have to remind you" CJ shook her head, fear consuming any fight she had left, a quick punch to the face set her head to the side, she could already taste the blood in her mouth, and she turned back to the demon.
"You do something for me and I do something for you………… I want you to kill John Winchester" CJ's widened.
"Why would I do that?"
"Its simple really, you don't then I kill Bobby…………………….or maybe Dean, that nice boy you seem to have fell for" CJS eyes widen once again and she shook her head.
CJ's eyes widen and she shook her head, grabbing hold of Dean's hand, squeezing it tightly to her, before she launched her self into his chest.
"Don't leave me, please don't leave me, don't leave me" Deans hand went to her back as he tried to sooth her, and his eyes sort out his fathers, and he begged him with his eyes, asking him what the hell he should do.
The demon looked down at the man that was tied to the floor, his hands in chains, his face bloody and battered, and the demon sent a kick to his stomach jolting the man awake.
"Ah Bobby nice of us to join us" Bobby coughed up the blood that was in his throat, and turned cold eyes on to the demon.
"I wonder, if CJ's gotten the little message yet" Bobby's eyes widened.
"What do you want" he rasped out and the demon knelt in front of him
"I want her at my side…….and together we can rule over these pathetic excuses of humans" Bobby laughed, resulting in a sharp slap to the face.
"She will never join you" The demon just smiled, and leant towards him.
"You sure about that"