Note- A little more research here guys then Kaida can start coming to terms with it all. I have posted the first chapters of parts 2-4, so if you want some little teasers have a look.

The Weapon

Chapter 36- Dragons

When Kaida opened her eyes again, the first thing she did was move the muscles on her back. She had been having that dream again, the one where she had wings, the one where she was flying. Of course the wings were no longer there, but the itching was back. The second thing she did was glance around the room. On any other day that would have been her first action, but this wasn't any other day. It was starting to get light out, which meant that she had slept through the night. That wasn't normal for her. Normally she would only actually sleep for a couple of hours, and she would wake at any little noise.

That was why she hadn't noticed Faye sitting across from her when she hsd first woken up. She was rubbing her face as if she had just woken, but she also looked exhausted. It was as if she had been forcing herself to stay awake as long as possible to watch over Kaida. She must have been really worried.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

Kaida asked, trying to ignore the wave of affection and nostalgia that washed over her from seeing Faye first thing in the morning. Which wasn't helped by the smile that Faye gave her at that moment.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? You're the one who fainted."

Kaida scoffed.

"I lost consciousness, I didn't faint. Hunters don't faint."

And there was that smile again. Kaida tried to push the thought aside as she went to retrieve a breakfast bar from her bag. She was starving. Luckily she always kept a supply of snacks with her to keep her going.

Dean grumbled as he drank his coffee. He didn't see why they had to be up and about so damn early. Sure Sam had had this epiphany about Zack's case, but that didn't mean they had to check it out so early. If he was being honest, that wasn't the only reason that he was in a bad mood. The whole thing with Kaida hadn't sat very well with him. Something was going on with her and he didn't like not knowing what it was. That was when he heard Sam's phone again.

"Hello? No, no, you didn't wake us. How is she? Alright, that's good. Maybe she just didn't eat enough yesterday. Alright. Thanks Faye."

Sam walked back over towards his brother glad that this time he had been able to restrain himself. He understood why Dean was so angry, if he had been the one to try and pick their sister back up after Faye had left he probably would be acting the same way. But it wasn't anyones fault, and she really did care for Kaida.

"Kaida's awake. Faye is taking her to get something for breakfast. Then they are going to get back to the books."

Dean nodded before asking the question Sam had been expecting.

"What have they found so far?"

That was the problem. Faye had been expecting that question as well and had put a stop to it before he had the chance to ask. All Sam could do was repeat what she had said to him.

"All that Faye said was that K doesn't want to say anything until they are sure. They have a theory, but they are still working on it."

Kaida sat the pages down on the table in front of her, before looking back at the bed. Faye was sprawled out on the bed fast asleep. After breakfast Kaida had insisted she get some sleep while she read over some more of the notes. Realising that she cannot put it off any longer Kaida starts to read.

Of all mythological creatures, the dragon is surely the best known. Virtually every culture in the world has it's dragon myths. The word dragon derives from the ancient greek drakonta or drakon which means to watch or to look at, suggesting the notion of a dragon as a guardian or protector. In greek myth it is a dragon that guards the golden apples of the hesperides.

Kaida pulled her phone out of her pocket and looked at it. She felt the urge to call John again, but she knew that he wouldn't answer. She wondered if it was true, if she really could be part dragon. And if so, did he know. As soon as they had met John had made her his sons protector. It seemed like a very unlikely coincidence.

The latin word for dragon is draco and in classical roman art the draco is generally depicted as a vast serpent with wings resembling those of a bat, a long tail and fiery breath.

Kaida shuffled in her chair rolling her shoulders back and forward. The itch was back.

Pliny the elder gives an account of Ethiopian dragons. These dragons were said to possess a stone called the Dracontias, which was lodged in the brain. In medieval times, alchemists sought these with great diligence, as they were believed to be an essential ingredient in the creation of the Elixer of Life.

She had been so engrossed in her reading that Kaids did not notice Faye stirring on the other side of the room. So she jumped slightly when she felt the hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, I'm just going to go have a shower. Ok?"

Kaida nodded, forcing herself not to pull herself up and kiss Faye as she turned towards the bathroom. Sighing as the bathroom door closed the hunter tried not to imagine her naked as she went back to her reading.

Early references to dragon-like creatures turn up in Babylonian, Egyptian, Chinese and Japanese accounts, as well as in classical Greek and Roman sources. Throughout the world there are several stories related to winged firey creatures.

The itching was getting worse and worse as she read, but came to a head as she turned to another page. This page was a photocopy of a picture from one of the library books Faye had been reading. It showed a mans naked back, and sproating out from it were two large bat-like wings. As her eyes wondered over the page the burning pressure started again. It was just like it had been the day before, but this time Kaida forced herself to stay calm. She breathed through the pain closing her eyes. Then she felt the skin rip and she couldn't stop herself from screaming at the pain.

Kaida fell forward as something knocked the chair out from under her. She missed the table and landed on all fours, still screaming. Then the pain was gone and she was left with the uncomfortable pressure of something between her shoulders, something strangely familiar.