Ever since she had healed she had been training for the moment where she would meet up with Lafayette once again. This demon had to out to get her, had to out to kill everyone that was in his path to get to the girl, Carita knew that Lafayette would do whatever it took to get to her, she would just have to be one step ahead of the game. She took care to make sure that she was never away from her family, that they would never be in danger – even if they had much more time on the game, even if they had knowledge more than Carita could dream of, she had the power that they did not – she knew that he would come for them, to get to her. She practiced using all that she could already her as a weapon, started to use actual weapons more and more, she was starting to become a cold-hearted killer.
She was breathing heavily and had been working since sun-up when she finally took out her cell phone, a new one that Dean had gotten her from a local Wal-Mart, just to make sure that she would have one – just in case – Carita was not supposed to use it for just anything. She was really not supposed to use it to call a demon. She knew this, but she longed for Daryl, wanted – needed – to talk to him, just to hear his voice and know that he was alright, wherever he was. It had been months since she had seen the man, since she knew that he was alive and well, it had been just a few short days after the accident.
Carita had been laying in bed, still not being able to go up and down the stairs just yet because of her leg, and hobbled everywhere that she went. But the boys had went to go get some things at the store, some food or something, and Bobby had not woken up from sleeping on his desk – Carita knew this because if he was awake he would either be cooking breakfast for the girl, or he would be reading his books upstairs with her. She felt helpless being at the mercy to all of these different guys – though they may care and love her dearly – she did not like to be taken care of, she had always been the provider before this moment. She had been flipping through the phone that Dean had given her and was playing some stupid gamed when there had been a knock on the door, it shot her up instantly with the fact that it sounded off.
" Come in." She said lightly as she felt the underside of her mattress to feel the cold end of a revolver sticking out to her.
" It's me, Car. I have been so fucking worried about you!" Daryl said as he rushed into the room, dropping the flowers that he had been carrying onto Bobby's chair, and wrapped his arms around the girl. " I am so sorry for not telling you everything before hand I know that I should have and I know that I have been so stupid to keep all of this from you. I am so sorry for all of this. I really am, I never wanted for Lafayette to know where you were, I never wanted for him to be able to get to you. I take full blame for all of this that has happened to you in the last few days, Carita! It is all my fault! I shouldn't have been so fucking stupid – and what are you giggling at?!" He hissed to the back of the girls bobbling head.
" I am sorry, it's not that I am laughing at your apology, I am laughing because I have just missed you so fucking much!" She smiled as she gave him a kiss.
There was no real reasoning about why she was still in so much love with this demon – why she felt so drawn to him, as if the fates and gods had just shifted and told them to be with one another – she could not say for sure what it was, all she knew was that she would always forgive him for his stupid ways. No matter what he had done, she would forgive him, it was as simple as that. Carita loved him like there was no way to love without him, like if she tried to stop her lungs would stop working or the world would just come to an end. He was the first man that she had ever fallen in love with, he was the first person to ever see her naked, he knew everything that there was to about her and more. He knew that she was, that she would do to him if she were to find out about him, and he trusted her and loved her and never gave her in. Carita would never take away that trust from him, ever. She just knew that she was in love with him and he was in love with her, there was no reasoning that was needed, it just was what is was. Love.
But no form of love could keep them from the truth, Daryl was putting the girl in danger ever moment that he stayed near her now. Lafayette knew that he had told her everything, that there was something that was much deeper then just a mission, there was something that Lafayette was not understanding and he would not take that. Daryl had convinced Carita to stay where she was – somehow, without Carita really even knowing about it- and that he would run and keep Lafayette on a goose chase for as long as he could. Daryl could keep him away for weeks or even years for as much as they knew, it was all a matter of hope. They both needed Carita to be healed before she would have her next meeting with Lafayette, she would need to be in prime mode before she would ever be caught fighting him once again. Daryl told her that here was no way of knowing how or even if Lafayette would come after him and not her, but there was the little fact that Daryl had blown it.
" I should get going soon, before your father comes home and before Lafayette really knows that we are together once again. He has a better tracking on me then he does on you, it should give me a better chance than it would you." Daryl said as he gave the girl a small kiss on the cheek.
" No! I will not let you go out there and get killed! There is no way that I will let that happen!" Carita cried out from her place in bed, Daryl's strong arms wrapped around her whole body.
" Oh really? And how will you stop me from leaving this room right now? See Car? You need to stay here and get better, I will at least give you a chase of being able to stop Lafayette, to be able to save yourself and me. It's just that you are not ready right now." Daryl whispered as he looked down at the girl, sadness was pouring through those eyes.
" No! He is going to kill off everyone that I love just like he did with my mother! He is going to kill Bobby, Sam, my dad -" Carita had caught herself off as she looked up at the boy, " - he could even kill you! Daryl, there is no way that I am letting you get caught in the fire-fight of this! No! I love you too much to lose you, you are not going to die for me! No! I will do anything, anything. I know that demon blood can help someone like me, just train me with that!" She cried out as she looked into his eyes once again.
" NO! There is no way in hell that I am letting you get addicted to that shit just like your uncle did to Ruby's blood. That stuff fucks a person up, Car! There is no way in hell that I will allow that to happen to you! We have already gone over the plan and that is the way that it will stay and hell, there is no way for me to really die! I am already dead! Have been for ages!" Daryl laughed as he looked down at the girl, smiling but his eyes still caught in the sadness. " I have already been to hell, many more times than I would like to say, but if something is to happen to me, I will be out in no time. You wont even really know that I am gone, since we are used to long-term relationships."
" Promise?" Carita asked as she looked up at the stubborn man, there was no way to get around it once he had made up his mind about something, even she knew that.
" Promise." He smiled as he moved from the bed and just vanished in thin air, as if he had never been there in the first place.
No more than two minutes later, Carita could hear the Impala drive into the little spot that Dean had for his car, she could hear the chair move in the den where Bobby had just woken because of the engine, it seemed like life had just stopped for Carita and Daryl to have a moment together. She smiled and burrowed herself back into the bed, allowing Dean to have his little moments that he always had when he would come in and wake Carita up with some form of breakfast. Today's dish was some fresh Mcdoland's. A few days ago the grease and the fact that Everything was fried would have made Carita's stomach turn, but now it seemed like the best thing around, the boys cooking was not that good in this house. They never were really taught that in Hunting 101, which was now what Carita did ever day from sun-up to well after the sun had set down deep int the night.
" It's me again, just calling to check up on you, you really are getting me worried now. Please call me back when you get this. Please?" She begged into the phone as she hung up, spun around, and shot the window right out of a junk car that was fifty feet away.
" You know that you are going to have the neighbors calling up the police because of all of the noise that you have goin' on down here?" Bobby asked as he took a look at the new dent that was in his junkyard.
" Yes well if that were to happen then it would just be lucky for you, ya know, since you have a major crush on that police woman." Carita smiled as she took off the tires of the car, one-by-one.
" You are a lyin' little girl and you are full of shit too." She could feel that he was smiling, laughing even, on the inside.
" Full of piss and vinegar too." She laughed as she handed the gun over to the man. " I am done with it for the night, anyways."
" You know that you are supposed to go easy on that leg till it is fully better." Bobby called out from behind her, she could feel her leg stiffen up.
" It is fully better, Bobby, it moves and I can stand on it, what else could make it better?" She asked as she sat down on the porch of his house, tried to hide the pain from the run that she had just been on.
" You can't fight him on a limp leg. Now common girl, you need to sit down, get some ice on that thing, and get something to eat. You ain't been inside all damn day." The older man helped her up and moved to the sunken in couch and could hear Sam and Dean fighting in the kitchen.
" No Dean! She is just like you, no matter how much you try to think that she is something different, she's not! She will not just let us run off and leave her here! She will follow us!" Sam tried to lower his tone from what it had been, but Carita could still hear it.
" Not if I take her car keys away." Dean said with a cocky tone, as if he had just out-smarted his own brother.
" She knows how to hot-wire a car better than the both of us combine do! Do you remember how well her mother could do it Dean?! She got into your car in two seconds flat, now just think of all of the years that she has been practicing at it!" Sam hissed.
" I guess that you are right on that much, but that demon is still out there, still wanting to go after my kid, Sam and why are we supposed to do about it?! Sit here and wait for it to come and get her! No, I nearly lost you when that happened with you, I am not going to get that close with you! We are going after this thing and we are going to kill it!" Carita could feel be body moving closer and closer to the frame of the door.
" No, I am not saying that we stay here and that we just wait, all I am saying is that we have to think about this before we do anything silly. You have to know that she will follow us, that right now if she went that she would just get in the way, that we would get her killed before we would even have a chance at killing this demon!" Sam hissed as he hit his hand off of the table.
" Well you wanna know what! I am not going to let it kill her! No matter what we do, she will not die because of a demon! We have lost too many family members to demons Sam! Mom, Dad, Ellen and Joe! Too many people! No, she will not be one of those people!" Dean hollered. " I am going to kill this thing." Dean hissed.
" Take a number, Bud. I am the first in the line who will be taken a shot at this thing, then you can have as many tries at it as you want, but I will be the first, but there is something that Sam is right about," She smiled a little, " I would follow you to if you left me here and I can by far break into a car a hell of a lot better than the both of you. No, I am done waiting around and being hunted like a duck. I want to fight back and get this thing over with. I am ready and you know what, he is going to try and kill me if I stay here and wait and he is going to try and kill me if we go after him and find him! Either way he is going to try and kill me, so why don't we just get the upper advantage over him! We have the cult, we can kill him!" Carita said as she felt a flame go up her leg.
" No, you are not ready to even be runnin' on that leg, Girl. Now common and sit down." Bobby said as he brought over a chair for the girl to sit in and placed some ice on the girl's inflamed leg.
" You really think that that is going to stop me from doing anything, I can fight on it, really I can. I can endure the pain a lot better than you would think, I can do it." Carita said as she looked from face to face, getting concerned faces back.
" Give it a week, then we will go." Bobby said and his word was always final. " If that leg can withstand being on it for long than an hour long of a time without getting like it is right now. You have been using it for way too long." Bobby growled as he took out a beer from the fridge.
That when there was a sudden crash and kneeling before them on the floor, leaning on the fridge, was a bloody Daryl. He looked weak, looked like he could barely keep his eyes opened as his connected with Carita's from the other side of the room. Blood was dripping from the inside of his jacket as he slowly smiled up at Sam and Dean, who were just starring at the man. Blood was coming from his mouth and ears, and as Carita dropped the ice that had been on her leg and ran towards the man, she could see that there was dried blood and fresh blood combining all over his body. Daryl looked like he have been pulled through a meat grinder as she wrapped her arms around the mans body and could feel the panic that was washing over her was the comfort that was coming to Daryl's body. He was bleeding from every opening that there was on his body, every. Gashing from head to toe and there were some heavy bruises that were wrapped around his face and from where she could see on his chest.
" What in the world happened to you?" Carita asked as she looked around his body, applying pressure on one of the deep wounds and getting a deep yell from the man.
" They found me right after I left this place, took me away to be questioned by Lafayette himself. Been there ever since, they tried to get everything out of me, tried to make me tell them everything about you. Where you liked to hang out, where you were, everything." Daryl coughed up some blood.
" And what the hell did you tell them?!" Dean growled from behind them, trying to pull the girl away from Daryl.
" Nothing, the whole time I told them nothing more than a fake address and a car that I doubt that even you would have heard of, Winchester." Daryl gave a faint smile as he looked over at the girl, blood dripping from his teeth.
" How did you get here." Carita cried out, she kept the pressure on his body.
" They let me go after they found out where you where, I'm so sorry, but they will be here within the day." He whispered as he touched the girls face softly.
" I thought that you said that you didn't tell them anything!" Sam yelled.
" Well, I didn't tell them jack shit. They got into my phone, they traced one of the calls that Carita had sent to me and found out that this was Bobby's house. You guys have to get out of here, soon. They will be here." Daryl coughed.
" No! I will not leave you here!" Carita could feel a tear coming from her eye.
" Always so stubborn, aren't we?" He laughed softly as there was a bang on the door.
" You have to get out of here!" Daryl called out as Dean pulled her away from the man and out the back door.