A/N: Aww, I know you've been waiting on the latest installment for some time now, so I sat down and decided to write it a few days into finals week. I don't know if I'll have it finished before Friday, but I'll do my best, kay?

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of supernatural, especially Sam and Dean. Noelle and Reilly do belong to me though, and this is for fun, not pleasure.


That green eyes
Yeah the spotlight shines upon you
And how could anybody deny you
I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter
Now I met you
And honey you should know
That I could never go on without you
Green eyes

Coldplay - Green Eyes


"God, Damn them," Dean said, throwing his phone against the wall with enough strength to shatter any other phone, but Sam had recently made sure to buy Dean only phones that were practically indestructible, you know, like the ones you could throw against bricks and the only thing that would happen would be the battery falling out. Well, the phone just dropped down on the ground as Sam's rang.

He answered it, of course, eager for news of how to help the girls. Bobby probably knew somehow by now.

"Sam, I'm so sorry. I should have been taking better care of them. I should've thought it through more. I shoulda known there would be an ambush waiting for us," Ruby practically shouted at him.

"Ruby, Ruby, calm down, talk to me, tell me what happened," Sam coaxed, putting the cell on speaker phone so that Dean could hear too.

"I was keeping watch on Meg for them. It was a decision we made when Sam wasn't there and Dean was asleep in the hospital. It was a decision made between Noelle and I and later Reilly wanted a part of it. So, I was watching her very closely until she met a stopping point. When she did, while you boys were here, I phoned them when you were asleep. I told them what happened and they snuck off to meet me," she explained, sounding guilty.

"Damn it, Ruby!" Dean yelled, standing up and pacing again.

"You have to understand, I told them it was a bad idea. I told them that they wouldn't like it if something happened, but they wouldn't take no for an answer, so I drove them to Elkins and we were ambushed by a demonic force a bit smaller than the one in Maine, but still not tiny. I escaped and saved the knife and the Colt, but the girls got captured. I know I shouldn't be saying this, but you have to save them. You and Sam mean more to them than the girls do, they'll kill Rye and Elle if you don't go," Ruby explained, sounding ashamed once more.

"We were going after them whether you advised it or not, but thanks for taking them on the little excursion to their deaths, Ruby, we appreciate that," Dean said sarcastically.

"Dean," Sam scolded, rolling his eyes. "She's helped us a lot, she tried to save them, she saved the Colt and the knife and she's going to help us get the girls back, right, Ruby?"

"Yeah," she replied in the phone. "I'm about ten miles outside of Elkins. Assuming you want to pick me up so I can help."

"Yeah, sure," Dean said as Sam hung up with a quick goodbye. "This is just awesome, Sam, totally how I wanted my last year alive to go. One of the two girls I've ever loved is out there, probably being tortured in some way or another by the spawn of that disgusting yellow-eyed demon."

"Dean, just shut up. Stop sitting there talking about how it's your last year and how you love Reilly so much. I know you'd do a lot for her, but did you stop to consider that right now, she's doing everything for you. I mean, who knows, Dean, she could be fighting right now, they could have gotten loose for all we know, so just calm down, try and be nice, and stop freaking yourself out," Sam said angrly.

"You've never talked to me like that before, Sammy," Dean said, his voice one of being humbled.

"Yeah, well, you've never deserved it until now," Sam said, turning away from his brother to his bags as he packed them. Dean sighed and walked over to his things, putting them away too.

"Hey…Sam," he said as they got out to the car. "I…uh…well, I," he began, choking out the few things he could articulate.

"Yeah, I got it. Me too," Sam said with a sigh. They gave a swift smile at each other, but immediately felt guilty for it due to the gravity of the situation. They sighed and tossed their things in the back seat. It felt weird to them, not having people in the back seat. It had been months since they'd traveled alone, and this time it was to save their companions.

The drive was silent, no one talked, no one dared to talk. It was just too grave of a time. Dean kept his mullet rock down to a dull roar instead of the roaring blare it normally was. They both took turns sleeping and Sam kept calling Bobby.

"Why'd you let 'em out of your sight?" Bobby asked on the first call.

"I don't know Bobby. They even made it clear to us that they wanted to run off and try and save Dean. It was stupid. It should have been obvious," Sam said, feeling completely moronic.

"I'm in West Virginia right now, anyway. I'll meet up with Ruby and you can pick us both up. I won't let anything happen to those girls, they were shaping you boys up into decent people," Bobby said.

"Gee, thanks, Bobby," Sam said, rolling his eyes.

"By, Sam."

"See ya, Bobby."

The rest of the drive went like that. Bobby would call to check in, Sam would call Bobby or Ruby to check in with them. It was a few hours before they made it where they were going and found Ruby and Bobby standing in the dark on the side of a country road.

"Get in," Dean said as he rolled the window down. "And Demon girl give me my damn gun." Ruby rolled her eyes, smirking to herself.

"Say the magic words, Dean," she said sarcastically.

"Please give me my damn gun, bitch," Dean said.

"A little better, I guess it's good enough," she said with a laugh. "Here," she said, handing the knife to Sam and the Colt to Dean. They both took them, Dean especially gracious to have his gun back. With a sigh and a rev of the engine, they were off again and in Elkins within a few minutes. They parked just outside the town and walked in, Dean too frightened of demons messing up his precious baby. Sam only rolled his eyes at his brother's materialism. They were on their guard as they entered the deserted town. By now it was around ten in the morning.

"Demons probably aren't out this time of day," Dean said, sounding disappointed.

"I'm sure Meg doesn't care what time it is," Sam said as they followed her instructions. They carefully approached the office building she spoke of and saw the moving figure on the top floor and two people in chairs.

"Is there any way for us to get up there without going through the rest of the building?" Dean asked, looking at Ruby.

"I'm willing to bet the back service stairs aren't blocked," Ruby said with a smirk, looking towards the back of the building.

"Good plan," Sam said with a grin, following Ruby around the side of the building to a door that was normally padlocked. And it was today too. But Ruby was good at what she did. She bent down and played with the lock for a few seconds before it clicked open and she pushed open the door with ease.

"It's empty," she said with a nod before stepping inside. Dean followed close behind her then Sam and Bobby. It took them probably about an hour to get up the stairs, and they were being extremely silent in case any demons were in the nearby floors. Ruby sure as hell hoped Meg would be surprised by the service staircase attack. But, then again, Meg could probably already smell her in the building.

"This one?" Dean asked in a whisper. Through the time they went, he had ended up somehow in the front of the line of stair goers. Ruby nodded, but stopped Dean before he opened the door.

"I'll go in first. When I'm ready for you to follow, I'll give you a thumbs up from behind my back or something," she said. Dean nodded and Ruby carefully turned the knob on the door and slid it on its hinges before walking into the conference room to see Noelle and Reilly sitting in their chairs, being fed by a pair of demons.

"McDonald's. Classy, don't you think?" Meg asked, seeing Ruby.

"Let them go, Meg, your fight isn't with them, it's with the boys," Ruby said.

"Which is exactly why bringing them into my clutches will bring the boys right to me. Sam is going to do his job, if it's the last thing I make sure of. I'm going to live out my father's wishes, Ruby, and you can't stop me. You're a good fighter, but I have it in my blood and my bones," Meg said with a smirk. Ruby shook her head.

"And I was trained in an elite fighting group before I crawled out of hell, can you say that much?" Ruby asked sarcasrically. Noelle and Reilly only watched the exchange with interest before Ruby walked behind them and slid a knife carefully into Reilly's hand as she gently began to slice at her ropes. The demons feeding them stopped and watched as well. Both were large males, strong fighters. Ruby understood full-well that it was in case Sam and Dean came to fight or she herself came to fight. Meg was such a coward. Ruby went back to her place by the door and gave a small thumbs up before the boys rushed in and Reilly jumped from her seat and began cutting at Noelle's binding. The two demons watched before jumping up to attack the two girls, but they were intercepted by Dean and Bobby. Sam was making his way towards Meg, who seemed shocked that she was found outnumbered.

Bobby and Dean were busily grappling with the two demons while the girls, who had no weapons, were watching as Ruby jumped into the fray. Bobby came in swinging with his pure iron crowbar. Dean was trying to get a shot off, but the demons kept moving. Bobby was able to bang one up into unconsciousness, but the other was putting up a good fight with Dean.

"Stop!" Meg shouted. Everyone turned to see the knife pressed against her throat, Sam clutching it for dear life. One of the demons grabbed Noelle by the hair and pulled her towards him, her screaming. Dean pointed his gun at the demon while Reilly remained in a corner, eyes wide with shock and fear.

"Just kill her, Sam!" Dean yelled. "I can get this demon before he gets Noelle."

"Not you can't Dean," Sam said, assessing the situation with caution.

"He's right, you know," Meg said with a smirk, though her eyes still held a mask of fear that Noelle could see through perfectly.

"Sam slice her!" Dean shouted. "I can do it!"

"How about we make a deal?" Meg asked with a wicked glint in her eye.

"What do you want?" Sam asked, eyes narrowed as he continued holding the knife to her neck.

"Do your job, Sammy. Noelle, Reilly, and Dean will live long lives together. You need to make like a few public appearances every few weeks. It's worth it. You can get married, have children," Meg said with a smile.

"And be known by my children as the guy who led the attack that ended the world," Sam said sarcastically.

"Ended it? Sam, you're beginning it, helping it. You humans are awful, disgusting, horrible creatures. You deserved to be brought to the end, except for a few. Those few psychics still living. The ones who never made it to my dad's death match, like Noelle for instance. She's just a few years younger than her. My father was testing new theories with her, hence her rare and awe-inspiring ability. You, Sam. You'll get your ability back, and you'll be able to control it, get stronger, no more headaches. Dean and Reilly can get married and live long lives and have children. Isn't that worth it to you?" Meg asked.

"How about we shorten that up. I'll let you live and you let Dean live," Sam said with a smirk.

"You just don't get it, Sam. I'm not going to stop once your brother is free from the bonds I have him in. You should know that by now," she said with a smirk.

"And you think that once Dean is safe that we'll leave you alone? You're a little big screwed in the brain," Sam said.

"Just do it, Sammy. It'll break the deal, we'll all be safe it'll be over," Dean said, sounding completely upset and lost at this whole thing.

"We don't know that. You killed Azazel and your contract just passed to Meg. Who knows? We kill her then it could just pass the next in line," Noelle squeaked, but the demon shook her to quiet her. She bit her lip, but Dean kept his gun straight at the demon's head.

"Sam, Sam, Sam," Meg said with a smirk. "You really are willing to do anything to get Dean out of his deal, aren't you?"

"He's my brother, what do you expect?" Sam asked, glaring at her as he pressed the knife even closer to Meg's throat.

"Fine," she said, holding up her hand. What looked like black smoke swirled around her hand for a few seconds before she held up a black piece of paper with white writing on it and Dean's signature at the bottom.

"I never signed anything!" Dean said, shocked.

"Sealed with a kiss," Meg said with a smirk. "People's kisses are far more unique than any signature, fingerprint, anything. It's official here. Take it," she said, holding it out to Sam.

"How do we know it's the real thing?" Sam asked, staring at the paper in her hand. It was rolled up like a scroll now, tied with a silver ribbon.

"Because in making deals, demons can't lie. Take it before I change my mind, you twit," Meg said harshly. Sam grabbed it and Meg, along with all the other demons, simply vanished. Ruby stared at the contract in Sam's hand.

"What am I supposed to do?" Sam asked, holding it up to Ruby.

"Oh for God's sake!" she said angrily, snatching it from his hand and planting it on the desk. She withdrew her knife from its sheath on her belt before flipping it in her fingers a few times. "Wow…Dean, did you know how close you were to the deadline?"

"Three months," he said, sounding ashamed. Ruby shook her head as she continued to read the contract before slamming her knife through the glass table on the seal at the bottom. The table shattered and a the contract melted into wisps of black smoke before vanishing.

"Feel any different? Like as in, you're about to drop dead different?" she asked both boys. They shook their heads. "Good. Dean, you're free. But…Noelle," Ruby began. But just as she said it, Noelle doubled over in pain.

"Noelle!" Sam yelled, running towards her. Reilly began running but was caught by Dean, who held her there.

"Give it a second," Dean said softly.

Sam watched in horror as Noelle shrieked in pain and began sobbing uncontrollably.

"What is it? Where's it hurt?" he asked, his hands hovering over her as he and Ruby were bent down next to her.

"All over!" she shouted, her voice ridden with suffering and pain.

"What a heinous bitch," Ruby said with a glare at the marks that continued to cut themselves into Noelle's hand. The different cuts had meant something, Sam knew it. And as multiple ones opened at the same time, he saw just what it was. They were pagan occult symbols scarring themselves up Noelle's left arm.

"Make it stop, Sam!" Noelle yelled collapsing into his arms as her left arm began bleeding profusely.

"How?" Sam asked.

"Go find her, go kill her," Ruby said softly, examining the symbols on Noelle's arm. "God, this scarification is just awful. It's like…she's trying to rip Noelle apart slowly and painfully. This is just the beginning. She won't kill her, not yet. But she will eventually if we don't do something. She really wants this from you."

Just then, Noelle let out a deep breath and her eyes began to drift closed as blood poured onto Sam's clothing. He picked her up and Dean tossed his jacket to Sam, who wrapped it tightly around Noelle's arm in hopes of stopping if not slowing the blood flowing from his love's arm.

"Get her to a hospital. They won't know what the symbols mean. They probably won't even know they're symbols. Take her, hurry. She needs a lot of stitches. Tell them she was leaning against a glass door and someone knocked into her and her arm went through it," Ruby commanded before heading for the stairs. Sam nodded and held Noelle close before the group, excluding Ruby, who had vanished again, headed to the elevator and took it to the bottom floor. Bobby bade them farewell, deciding it was time for him to go. He asked that they call when Noelle woke up and then parted ways with the boys and Noelle and Reilly. They piled into the car, Sam and Reilly sitting in the back, holding the unconscious Noelle.

"Shouldn't she stay awake?" Sam asked Reilly.

"Not when she's losing blood. Staying awake keeps the blood pumping and uses too much of it. It's safer for her to be asleep," Reilly said softly, pushing Noelle's hair from her face. They made it to the hospital in a larger city, one with people in it. They rushed her to the desk and told them the story Ruby had come up with and the receptionist nodded, asking to see her arm. They held up the bleeding arm gently and the receptionist saw how blood soaked the jacket was.

"Follow me," she said urgently, standing up and bustling to a room unoccupied. "The doctor will be in within a few moments. Just lay her on the cot, we'll get some transfusions in her and then we'll have to sedate her and patch up those wounds. We'll run a STAFF check to make sure her blood didn't get contaminated by any of the glass shards," she said, obviously having had something similar and was reiterating the procedure.

They all nodded as Sam gently laid her on the bed, keeping the jacket tight around her arm as a doctor rushed in.

"What do we have here?" he asked, seeing the unconscious Noelle laying there and then noticing her bloodied left arm. "So, the nurse wasn't exaggerating at all. Do you know what bloodtype she is?"

"No clue," Sam said softly, staring at her.

"AB negative," Reilly said somewhat loudly.

"Rare. We'll give her the transfusions and sedate her before we patch up the wounds. She's going to have to stay asleep for a while her body gets used to the change," the doctor said, going to the counter and the cabinets and tinkering around with various objects before returning with the anesthesia. "I'll need for all non family members to wait outside," he said. Sam and Dean looked up. Both boys placed a comforting hand on Reilly's shoulder as she sat down in the chair.

"This isn't fair at all, man," Dean said.

"You think?" Sam asked, sounding irritated.

"They shouldn't have run off like that. None of this would have happened. Wouldn't you rather I die than Noelle?" Dean asked.

"I'm not gonna answer that, Dean," Sam said, leaning against the wall. The conversation ended there. It was clear no one wanted to talk about what had happened. It was supposed to be something good, something to celebrate, but it was wrecking Noelle up very badly. The clinking of heels could be heard not far away and both boys looked up.

"Ruby?" Sam asked, staring at her. He was shocked she'd come back, but at the same time happy because, as a demon, she might know something. But worse, even still, was who was standing behind her.

"Bela?" Dean asked, sounding almost disgusted.

"Yes, Dean, I'm here too. Ruby called me and I was in the nearby vicinity and decided to pay our girls a visit," Bella said with her strong British accent.

"She also might know what to do about what Meg's doing to Noelle. You know her connections, they'd be willing to help for something she can give," Ruby said.

"Bela? Give something up for someone? Bela? Not selfish?" Dean sneered.

"Shut up, Dean. Maybe you don't recall that I owe Noelle. She jumped in and saved my life in the battle in Maine and when she turned her back she got knocked out. I owe her and you know how I feel about being in people's debt," Bela said with a smirk. Dean rolled his eyes.

"She's gonna be in there for a few hours, you two might as well go grab two motel rooms, one for us and the girls and one for you two," Sam said softly, just staring at the door to Noelle's room.

"Sam," Ruby said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Please, just go," Sam said. Ruby sighed before she and Bela left. After about an hour that Dean spent going back and forth between the magazine rack and the vending machines and Sam spent sitting beside the door to Noelle's room. The doctor came in and out very often as well as nurses with different bags of blood and IVs and needles. It scared Sam very, very badly.

Two hours went by.

Nothing happened in that second hour. No one went in or out, and Sam was worried. Dean was sitting beside his brother now and Reilly still hadn't left the room. Dean wanted to see Reilly just to know she was alright. It was the worst thing to happen since Maine. After the third hour, the doctor came out and pulled off his rubber gloves.

"She's stabilized. She lost a lot of blood and there was also some internal bleeding. We don't know how that happened, it's not really our job to ask, just to make her better. I can see you're upset. She's going to be in and out of anesthesia for the rest of the day or so. She has more than three hundred stitches in her arm. She'll have to stay here because there are so many and we don't want them to get torn or fall out if she's out actively. She should be fine, now, though."

"Thank God," Sam said in a soft voice. "Can I go in?"

"Yes, you may go in at this time," the doctor said with a smile before walking out of the room and down the hall towards another room. Sam went in and saw Noelle's sleeping form. She was pale, lifeless-looking, the LCD steadily beeped with her heartbeat. There were dark circles under her eyes and there was sweat on her face and neck. Her arm was sitting on a tray attached to her bed, covered in the thread from the stitches. Sam stared in shock. She'd never looked so…broken. All the times he'd seen her hurt and beaten and bruised. Never before had she looked so torn. He sat down in the chair next to the one Reilly was in, but at the sight of Dean, she jumped up and ran into his arms. His hands hovered over her for a moment as she cried into his shirt, but then he realized it was okay and wrapped his arms around her shaking, crying form as she buried her face in his shirt. Sam sighed and massaged his temples as he stared at Noelle's sleeping form. Sam lifted his head as the heart rate sped up and he saw her squint her eyes and then groggily open them.

"Hi," he said softly, staring into her bright green eyes that, even in this state, looked so beautiful, vibrant, and alive. He couldn't help but stare at them. They were her. When she looked like she did now, so broken and beaten, her eyes still showed who she was. It was like her soul pouring out, no one could hide the type of person she was, an alive and energetic person, and Sam had recognized that about her the moment he first stared into her eyes. Something had happened to make her eyes the windows to her personality, and now that old person, that happy girl, was coming back and then this happens. It was maddening. But he loved her. He loved her bright green eyes. He knew he had to save her from whatever was going after her. If he didn't, he'd follow right behind her. There was no use. He couldn't go a day without those green eyes reassuring him that everything is going to be perfect. No, he needed her.

"Hey," she said weakly. Reilly turned around and stared at Noelle.

"Hey, sis," Noelle said with a weak smile.

"You shouldn't be able to be awake right now. You're on a ton of drugs," Sam said, touching her fingertips.

"You think drugs can keep someone with my mental powers asleep?" she asked softly, her voice strained.

"They should," Sam said with a smile. Reilly smiled widely as tears ran down her face. She watched her sister talk with the man who would most likely be Noelle's husband one day.

"I'm tired, Sam," she said, her words slurring a bit. "And my tummy hurts…and my arm," she said lazily.

"Then go to sleep, baby," he said, sliding his hand under hers. She clenched it tightly, and Sam was shocked at the power she had over her body even now.

"But I wanna keep looking at your pretty face," she said with a sigh, squeezing his hand for a second before loosening her grip. Sam smiled and shook his head.

"You'll be better faster if you sleep. And we can go hunting again as soon as you're better. And this time we'll kill Meg," Sam said in a whisper.

"Let her kill me," Noelle said in a whisper.

"Why would I?" Sam asked, holding her hand tighter.

"Because, I don't want anyone to get hurt. I shoulda died when she killed my family," Noelle said lazily, her eyes beginning to drift closed.

"Just go to sleep, hun," Sam said.

"Okay," she slurred as her eyes began to close. She smiled softly before she went expressionless and just fell asleep as the IV continued to enter her system.


A/N: So, Dean's out of his deal, but they're not out of the woods. I know, you might not like me pulling Dean out of his deal, but it's my story, kay? So, quit complaining if you are. I feel bad for Noelle, who is like my favorite Original Character ever. Anyway, read and review. I finished this the same day I sat down to start it, be proud. Oh, and if you're wondering, so far this story has taken up 103 pages of my word document.