Welcome back for chapter twenty-five. We're still in Cara's point of view. Hope ya'll enjoy it.
PS: I own nothing but my idea and OCs. Also, the idea of a 'demon cursed with a soul' was kind of spin-off of the 'vampire cursed with a soul' thing. That is the only idea that isn't mine and is rightfully Joss Whedon's.
PPS: This will contain spoilers for S1 E12: Faith. You have been warned so if you haven't seen it, get to it.

Rocky Road

I decided that leaving my stuff in St. Louis was the best course of action for now and it seemed I was right. Sam and Dean found another job in this out-of-the-way place and it was a doozy. We pulled into the driveway way off the highway and we ran to our trunks to grab ammo. Dean was really amped up about this one and it was freaking me out. I opened my trunk and grabbed my taser before joining Sam and Dean at their trunk. "What do you have yours amped up to?'

"100,000 volts."

"Damn."

"Yeah, I want this raw-head extra freaking crispy. Now remember you only get one shot with these things. So make it count. Both of you." I nodded at Dean and followed the Winchesters to the basement of this really dilapidated house. Something moved in a closet and we all pointed our guns at it. "On three. 1. 2. 3." Dean opened the door and it was two kids, a boy and a girl.

"Is it still here?" The two kids nodded.

"Okay, grab your sister's hand. We're going to get you out of here. Go, go." Dean pushed the little kids up the stairs and Sam followed them. I turned around the corner, dropping my guard for a second and a hand grabbed me. I screamed, making the kids scream, and the hand threw me into a nasty looking pile of wooden furniture. It cracked under my weight and Dean immediately shot at the thing. I reached for my taser and flashlight, raising both into the air and pointing them in the direction where the hand got me. "Sam! Get 'em out of here! Cara!"

"Yeah?"

"You okay?"

"Yeah." Dean and I kept turning corners but we couldn't find where it went. I glanced at Dean one more time and that hand grabbed me, throwing me face first into the concrete wall.

"Cara!" Dean went after whatever it was but it knocked him down and the gun out of his hands. He crawled towards his gun, through some water and shot at the thing. Unfortunately, the 100,000 volts went through this monster and his feet and the water. I struggled to get up as I watched Dean get electrocuted with 100,000 volts of electricity. I kicked the gun out of Dean's hands after I saw him go limp.

"Sam! Get down here!" I knelt next to Dean and tried to wake him up. "Dean, come on, Dean. Wake up." I could feel tears running down my face, so much that I didn't look up when Sam rushed over to Dean.

"Come on, we gotta get him to a hospital." I nodded and helped Sam pick up to get him to his car. I followed Sam as he drove to the hospital and carried Dean into the ER. The next few hours were painful as we didn't get any updates and the nurse was being insensitive, harassing Sam about damn insurance. I didn't care, I would gladly pay for Dean, so I walked over to the nurse and told her that Dean would be taken care of on my card. "You didn't have to do that."

"Yes I did." Sam and I walked away from the nurse's station and towards the two police officers standing by.

"Look, uh, we can finish this up later."

"No, its okay. We were just taking a shortcut through the neighborhood and um, the windows were rolled down and we heard some screaming when we drove past the house. So we stopped and ran in."

"And you found the kids in the basement?"

"Yeah."

"Well, thank God you did." I half-smiled and turned around when I saw the doctor coming towards us.

"Excuse us."

"Sure. Thanks for your help."

"Hey, doc, is he"

"He's resting."

"And?"

"Electrocution triggered a heart attack. A pretty massive one. I'm afraid his heart, it's damaged." I almost collapsed but Sam caught me before I hit the floor.

"How damaged?"

"We've done all we can. We can try to keep him comfortable at this point but I give him a couple of weeks at most, maybe a month." That time, even Sam couldn't keep me from collapsing to the ground.

"No, no. There's gotta be something you can do, some kind of treatment."

"We can't work miracles. I'm sorry." I took off towards Dean's room, unable to deal with some doctor telling me that someone I care about is going to die. He shouldn't be dying, I should have saved him. I would've survived something like that. Sure, it would baffle the doctors but electrocution is no big to someone with my pedigree. I stopped at Dean's door and just looked at him flipping through the channels on the TV. At that moment, I vowed to find a way to help him and I didn't care what it took.

-FIN-

That's it for this chapter, folks. Reviews are appreciated. : )