Chapter 12
What Hurts the Most
Dean was staring at the whole in the creatures body as blood was staining the dark tank top that she wore.
Dean- "Sam. That's the real one." pointing towards the body on the floor.
Sam- "What? How…how can you tell?"
Dean- "Have you ever seen someone looked that pissed off, threatening, and hurt all at one time?" his voice dropping a bit as he began to walk over towards Kat.
Kat had been keeping her emotions in check until she got an evil glare as Sam turned towards her. She was about to move when Dean shot her directly in the heart a total of 3 times. She fell to the ground dead just as her partners entered the room. Dean's attention was back to Kat as he heard a body hit the ground and saw Sam throwing himself into a thing that looked exactly like Dean. Dean jumped up and ran over to his real brother.
Dean- "You take well…yourself and I'll take the handsome devil that looks like me."
Sam- "Well put."
It didn't take to long as the challengers approached the brothers with a look of revenge in their eyes. Sam was coming at Sam only to be thrown against a wall again. Once he was pushed far enough back, Sam grabbed his gun and shot at it a few times, finally hitting the mark in the heart. It was quite odd to be shooting yourself and seeing yourself pretty much die. It would have kept his attention and thoughts longer if he hadn't looked over at his brother getting his own ass kicked by himself.
Dean was manhandling Dean as he threw him hard into an old shelf that fell upon impact. Dean had gotten up just as the shifter was pushing him back against the wall. Dean just grinned as he brought his knee up to connect with a very painful spot on the male shifter. The shifter fell to his knees backing away from Dean as Dean raised his own gun and fired.
Dean- "That had to hurt. That's what 5 funerals now?"
Sam- "Too many to count."
As they both rushed back over to Kat who was leaning against the wall with her hands covering the hole in her body in a futile attempt to stop the blood flow. Her breathing was irregular as she looked at both of the boys with a weak smile on her face. She spoke to them, barely above a whisper.
Kat- "So I guess Phoebe was right?"
Dean- "What?"
Sam- "The premonition."
Kat- "Took you long enough."
Dean- "What can I say. I'm slow sometimes. You're going to be fine. Just stay with us. "
Kat- "Nice shot Sam." with a forced weak laugh.
Sam- "Kat, look I really didn't mean to. I'm really sorry."
Kat- "Don't worry Sam. I'll get you back when I haunt your asses." she began to close her eyes as Sam dialed 911.
Dean- "Kat, come one stay with us here."
He was looking at her as there was a slight flutter of her eyes. She was trying to force them to open but she was too weak to fight it anymore.
Dean- "Kitty Kat, you're going to be fine." he turned her so that she was laying in his lap as he gently brushed her stray hairs off of her face.
Dean- "Kitty Kat?"
Kat- "mhmmm?"
Dean- "You're going to be fine."
She gently moved her head signaling that she had heard him. Dean felt as her body became heavier in his arms and lap as it also went limp. He was caressing the side of her face as Sam turned back to him. Sam sighed heavily. He sat down on the other side of her and watched Dean's face. There were many emotions running through the both of them. They didn't feel the need to talk. Both knew that they ambulance was coming and that hopefully everything would be fine.
Dean felt a bit of guilt. He hadn't even been able to tell which one was the mother of his two kids from that of a demon. He couldn't even believe that he had slept with the thing. And here was yet another person that he had put into a horrible situation. Not only was the gunshot wound enough to make him wince, but all the other injuries. She looked like she shouldn't even have been breathing from the beginning. Yet another person was hurt because of him. It just didn't seem fair, he should have been there to protect her.
Sam was feeling way beyond guilty at this point. He had sensed something off from the get go and never fully said anything. Then to top it all off, he had actually shot her. The girl that actually understood him and was always there for him when he felt like the rest of his family didn't get him at all. He couldn't believe that he had actually shot her! The 50/50 chance and he was wrong. Sam was almost afraid to look at Dean thinking that he would blame him, but when he did, Dean seemed to understand. And part of Sam was actually afraid that Dean was feeling guilty for not being the one to take charge and pull the trigger.
Neither Sam nor Dean really knew how long they had been sitting in there when they heard hurried footsteps followed by the sounds of voices. The paramedics arrived and found the boys a lot quicker than any had guessed. The immediately pushed Dean way from Kat and began work on her. Both Sam and Dean stood with worried looks on their faces as the watched anxiously for any sign that she was still alive. They were relieved when finally one of the paramedics confirmed that they had a weak pulse and then asked if the boys would be riding with them. It didn't take long before both Sam and Dean were in the back of the vehicle with their fallen friend on the way to the hospital.
