Chapter 11

Sophia didn't even notice the boys standing at the door. All she knew was that she had another bad dream and that her dad was there to hold her, to calm her down. It wasn't until she calmed down that her dad told her that the boys were back and that they would be waiting for her in the kitchen. He told her to come down whenever she felt ready. She would never feel ready. She knew the boys would ask her a number of questions that she really didn't want to answer, but she was going to have to talk to them anyways, might as well be now. She could only hope they wouldn't ask anything too difficult.

As she got dressed in front of the mirror, she could see all the scars that were left behind. All the places the demon stabbed her with the knife, all the cuts and bruises, that were still healing, were there. She didn't feel like herself. She finished getting dressed and made her way to the kitchen where her dad, Sam and Dean were. Dean. How she wished he wouldn't see her like this. It was bad enough that her dad was seeing her broken, but Dean as well? That hurt.

When she got to the kitchen, the three men stood up. Sam was the nearest and as soon as he saw her, he pulled her close and gave her a tight hug and a sweet smile. Didn't say anything, he just hugged her. Then there was Dean. He walked over to her and held her. She could feel tears coming to her eyes and next thing she knew she was sobbing in his arms. She didn't intend to, it just happened. Even thou she loved her dad, she always felt safe in Deans' arms, even when they were just kids and now being in his arms, she broke. She would only cry after a nightmare, but now there she was, crying like a child in the middle of the kitchen.

No one said a word, they just let her cry. They knew she needed that. As she calmed down, they all sat down and waited. They wanted her to talk first.

-''I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. I'm so sorry.'' – Sophia said, whipping the tears away.

-''It's okay. Don't apologize. It's normal.'' – Dean said, reassuring her.

-''Are you okay, baby girl?'' – her dad asked, while giving her a glass of water, unsure of what else to do.

-''I'm okay, dad. I don't know what happened. But I'm okay.'' – she gave him a faint smile before drinking some water. – ''Okay, go ahead. Ask anything you want. I know you want to.''

The men couldn't help but smile. There she was, the Sophia they knew. Straight to the point.

-''We don't have to talk about anything you don't want to talk about, Sophia.'' – Sam said, trying to reassure her that it was okay if she didn't want to talk.

-''It's better if we talk now, while I still can. If I keep this bottled up, I might explode and I don't want that. So, go ahead, ask away.''

-''What happened before we got there, Sophia?'' – Dean was the first to ask, earning him two very shocked faces from Bobby and Sam. If she wanted to talk, then let's started with the difficult questions. Get that out of the way.

-''Straight to the point. Good.'' – she answered, thankful that it was Dean who asked and not her dad. She wished her dad never had to hear what the demon put her through, but there was no escaping from that. Sooner or later he would find out. Better now than later. She went on to tell the three man everything, from the reason why the demon wanted the Winchesters to all the torture she was put through. She cried, she yelled, she broke down, she even laughed at one point, but she told them everything. In the end, no one said anything. They just sat there, trying to understand everything she just said. Up until that point, Sophia didn't notice that both her dad and Dean were holding her hands. Maybe that's what gave her the courage to tell them everything. She didn't knew, all she knew was that now all they could do was try and move past it. Hopefully…