Welcome back for chapter twenty-eight. 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
Sam looked at Dean, confused. "What feeling?"
"When I was healed, I just felt wrong. I felt cold and for a second, I saw someone this old man. I'm telling you, Sam, it was a spirit." Sam looked to me and I just looked down.
"But if there was something there, Dean, I would've seen it too. I've been seeing an awful lot of things lately."
"Well excuse me, psychic wonder, but you just need a little faith on this one. Sam, I've been hunting long enough to trust a feeling like this." Dean turned around. "Are you with me, Cara?"
"A hundred percent, Dean." Sam looked away from us, obviously debating on what he should do.
"Yeah, alright. So what do you want to do?'
"I want you to check out the heart attack guy. I'm going to go visit the reverend."
"Mind if I tag along, Dean?"
"Not at all. Let's take your car." I nodded and the three of us split off to our separate leads. Dean and I went back to the reverend but Dean stopped me before I got out of my car.
"Dean, what's wro-" Dean cut me off with a kiss and I instantly melted into it. All that worry and sadness I felt knowing that Dean was going to die, I poured into that kiss and I tried my hardest to convey to Dean that I would give anything to keep him. I grabbed Dean's face to deepen the kiss and I was rewarded with Dean's tongue pressing up against my lips, begging for entrance. I granted it access and felt a little jolt of electricity when our tongues touched. Dean's hand slipped into my hair and I gasped softly when I felt him gently tug on my hair. Suddenly, that searing pain came back zapped me in the forehead but I was determined to continue kissing Dean. About a minute later, Dean pulled away and gave me this strange look that I couldn't read at all.
"I want to ask you something, Cara, and I haven't asked this of anyone in a long time." I raised an eyebrow at Dean. "Do you want to go out on a date with me some day?"
"Some day, Dean. Now let's go talk to this healer." Dean nodded and we got out of my car to go talk to the reverend. He let us talk to him while he wife poured us some iced tea.
"I feel great. Just trying to make sense of what happened."
"A miracle is what happened." Miracle, my ass. You live as long as I do and you soon realize that so called miracles, come with a lot of strings attached. "Miracles come so often around Roy." Dean looked skeptical and I tried not to laugh.
"When did they start? The miracles."
"Woke up one morning, stone blind. Doctors figured out I had cancer, told me I had maybe a month. so uh, we prayed for a miracle. I was weak but I told Sue Anne to keep on praying. I went into a coma. Doctors said I wouldn't wake up but I did. And the cancer was gone. If it wasn't for these eyes, no one would believe I had it."
"And suddenly you could heal people."
"I discovered it afterward, yes. God's blessed me in many ways." God has nothing to do with it, fella.
"And his flock just swelled overnight. And this is just the beginning." I looked at Dean and he still looked skeptical but I didn't blame him at all.
"Can I ask you one last question?"
"Of course you can."
"Why? Why me?" I looked down to the ground. Sure, I was skeptical of about how the healer does it but Dean is back and that's what mattered most to me. I didn't want to hear the reason for it. "Out of all the sick people, why save me?"
"Well like I said before, the Lord guides me. I looked into your heart and you just stood out from all the rest."
"What did you see in my heart?"
"A young man with an important purpose. A job to do that he didn't finish." I just looked at Dean and he was shocked, to say the least. We thanked the reverend for listening to us and headed outside. As we were walking out of the reverend's house, we spotted Layla walking up.
"Dean, hey."
"Hey."
"How are you feeling?"
"I feel good. Cured, I guess. What are you doing?"
"You know, my mom, she wanted to talk to the reverend." I looked behind me and saw Sue Anne walking out of the house, looking unhappy to see Layla and her mother. I turned my head back towards Layla and watched her mother walk up the stairs.
"Layla." Layla turned her attention to Sue Anne and smiled.
"Yes, here again."
"I'm sorry but Roy is resting and he won't be seeing anyone else right now." Layla's mother spoke up, sounding desperate. I looked at her and he face matched her tone.
"Sue Anne, please. This is our sixth time. He's got to see us." Sue Anne looked at Layla's mother, unphased and stoic.
"Roy is well aware of Layla's situation and he very much wants to help just as soon as the Lord allows. Have faith, Mrs. Rourke." Sue Anne walked away, smiling, while Mrs. Rourke looked devastated. Mrs. Rourke turned around and stood in front of Dean with an angry look on her face.
"Why are you still even here?" Rude, much? "You got what you wanted."
"Mom! Stop."
"No, Layla, this is too much. We've been to every single service. If Roy would stop choosing these strangers over you. Strangers who don't even believe." Now wait a minute. She better not be lumping me together with Dean because I firmly believe. "I just can't pray any harder." Dean glared at Mrs. Rourke then turned his attention to Layla.
"Layla, what's wrong?"
"I have this thing."
"It's a brain tumor. It's inoperable. In six months, the doctors say." Dean's face fell and it was obvious that he felt a little guilty.
"I'm sorry." Layla smiled at Dean.
"It's okay." Where Layla was polite, even in the face of certain death, Mrs. Rourke was the opposite.
"No. It isn't. Why do you deserve to live more than my daughter?" That's it.
"Wait a minute, Mrs. Rourke. That is completely uncalled for. There is nothing saying that he deserves to live more than your daughter and to think otherwise is insulting. I know that the odds are not in you or your daughter's favor but you have to believe that your time is coming." After seeing the shock cross Mrs. Rourke's face, I walked back to my car and left Dean with the two women. I sat in my car and waited for Dean. If there was one thing I didn't like, it was rude people and people who think that they deserve more help than someone else.
-FIN-
That's it for this chapter, folks. Reviews are appreciated. : )
