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"Well, c'mon!" Meg motions for me to come to her "I don't have all day!"
I push myself out of the chair the very same moment an angel appears behind her
"Watch out!" I warn her and she dodges and twists her body avoiding the blade.
As they fight I quickly look back to Naomi. I feel weak and dizzy. Our eyes meet and mine dart over her desk, spotting the half tablet. She realizes what I have seen and throws herself for it in the same time as me. Everything hurts as our bodies collide. Naomi drops the angel blade, trying to yank the tablet from me but I hold it tight. I stagger back getting as far as possible from her. Meg is still struggling with the other angel. Naomi follows me, determination written all over her stern face. I walk around her desk trying to avoid her maneuvers and I find myself near the blade she dropped just seconds ago. She notices it, too. I want to kill this angel bitch. Anger floods me and I know I'll do everything I can to put her down. For everything she's done. For what she did to Cas and for what she's been doing to the angels for years – manipulating them and controlling them, robbing them from their free will and capability of making decisions. And I want her dead for what she did to me. I really, really want her dead. I quickly reach for the blade and Naomi jumps over the desk, knocking me down on the floor. I close my fist around the cold handle of the blade as Naomi falls on me, taking my breath away. She clutches on the tablet with one hand while with her free hand tries to take away the blade. I gather all the strength I have left and kick her, pushing her aside. The very next moment the blade sinks into her chest as I twist it and push it further. All I feel is satisfaction and I smile wildly at her. Naomi freezes, her eyes widened in surprise as huge bloody spot appears on her shirt. Then she's all gone, her body dropping dead over me. With a hiss of pain I roll her off of me and manage to stand up, holding both the tablet and the blade. I see how Meg stabs the other angel and his body collapses on the floor.
"Now can we go?" the demon asks and comes quickly to me, grabbing my hand.
In the next moment I'm in the middle of an unfamiliar room. I quickly look around, it's a motel room. Sam and Dean both jump out of surprise and rush to me and Meg.
"Braeden!" Dean wraps his arms around me and I feel how my legs go weak and he manages to catch me before I fall, the blade and the tablet slip through my fingers…
I feel dizzier than before, more tired. All I want to do is sleep… darkness is surrounding me as my vision blurs. I feel how he gently puts me on the bed. Everything hurts me and I quietly cry as I inhale too deeply. I try to relax my body so I can give up to sleep, but Dean's voice stops me.
"Hey, Braeden, c'mon, stay with me" I force myself to open my eyes "Look at me, good. Stay awake" Dean's green eyes are full of worry "We need Cas…"
"No" I quietly cry and cause him to look at me in confusion "Don't call him" I manage to say with hoarse voice "He has to lay low… Meg can help…" I look pleadingly to the demon and she rolls her eyes on me
"Now you trust me, Beauty?" she asks as she pushes Dean away and sits next to me
I don't answer her. I don't know why she saved my ass but I know I owe her. And that I trust her enough. More than ever before. She's real and that is a comforting thought. Her presence proves me this is not another hallucination.
"Thanks to Crowley ruling Hell my powers are limited" Meg warns as she checks my injuries "I'm not sure how much I can help"
I just slightly shrug. Everything is going to be helpful, especially after my whole body is in pain. I notice how Sam and Dean's eyes widen as they see all the injuries and scars over my body. But I'm too tired and feel weak and really dirty. Suddenly the pain starts to decrease, I feel how my flesh heels, my ribs don't hurt me anymore and I can breathe freely. I push myself up and sit. I feel much better.
"Thank you" I say to Meg and I really do mean it
"Don't mention it, darling" the demon mocks, rolls her eyes and stands up
I slide my legs to the floor but the moment I try to stand up, everything starts to spin around and blur. Dean and Sam yelp in surprise and rush to me but Meg is faster.
"Whoa! Careful, Beauty" she grabs my hand and manages to steady me
"You need to rest" Dean states and I can see the concern written all over his face
"I'm fine" I say as I cautiously head to the bathroom
"You're not" Sam contradicts me "Dean's right, Braeden. You really need to rest."
"What I need is a shower" I snap at him "And something to eat, I'm starving. That's what I need. Then you can tell me what has happened while I was gone." And with this I march to the bathroom, closing the door behind me
With a sigh I close the toilet lid and sit on it. I feel exhausted. I hide my face in my palms and try to relax. Then I hear the voice through the closed door.
"Why didn't you fix her up completely?" Dean asks, accusation in his voice
"She'll survive a bruised eye and a split lips" Meg snaps "What she wasn't going to survive was almost punctured lungs, broken ribs, concussion and contused internal organs… Now I suggest you two go grab some food and I'll keep an eye on her while you're gone"
I hear steps, rustle of clothes, clattering of the Impala keys…
"I want pizza" Meg states loudly and I wonder since when demons eat
"Fine" I hear Sam sighs deeply, then I hear the door being closed
I sigh. What am I doing? I can't hide here forever. I look around – beige tiles, mirror over the sink, nice bath…
"I know you're not taking a shower" I hear Meg's voice "I'm coming in" and before I know it she enters the bathroom "Wow" she raises her brows seeing me "Pitying yourself, Beauty?"
"Stop calling me like that" I snarl at her and slowly stand up
"Why?" she half smiles at me as she starts to pull my clothes "You're weak, you need help" she cuts me off before I could say a word "So shut up and let me help you. I sent Moose and Squirrel away, so they won't disturb us" the demon calmly states as she sets the water running and the tub starts filling.
I undress slowly, not caring that the demon's going to see me naked. This is so insignificant comparing to what happened to me in Crowley's and Naomi's hands that I really don't care. I carefully step in the tub and relax my body. Meg reaches and helps me wash my hair.
"Why are you doing this, Meg?" I ask as she applies shampoo
"Because Clarence has bad influence on me" she seriously says but I can hear the irony in her smug voice
I chuckle. I never have expected that the demon and the angel would fall head over hills for one another. They are living together for really long time and obviously they get along pretty well. I really don't want to think what they do with that plenty of free time they have. I wash away the shampoo of my hair and start cleaning my body. It's nice to feel clean again but it reminds me of Naomi and… I shake my head and push these thoughts away.
"So, Beauty… where's your Beast?" Meg smiles at me "Did Dean-o…" I stiffen at her words and look at her angrily and with warning so she quietly exclaims "Wow… What happened?"
"We needed him to go to Purgatory. He chose not to come back" I state as I stand up, water splashing around me because of my sudden movement.
"He's dead?" Meg arches her brows and shakes her head "Who could tell the fairytale would end bad…"
I clench my jaw and silently wrap a towel around my body. I carefully head to the room, Meg follows me, ready to steady me if my legs go weak again. I realize I have nothing to wear. The clothes I was with when Meg brought me here are bloodied and dirty. I see Dean's duffel and with a sigh go through his things looking for something I can wear. I pull out pair of boxers and black t-shirt and quickly put them on. Tiredly, I sit on the bed. I feel clean, refreshed and a little better.
"Give me that" Meg pulls away the towel from my hands and starts drying my hair.
In that moment the door opens and Sam and Dean come in, holding boxes of pizza and six pack beer. Dean eyes me with concern, Sam looks curiously at me and Meg. Both of them keep it quiet but I can feel Dean's eyes roaming up and down my body and I shiver. Thankfully, he doesn't comment my choice of clothes. Finally, my hair is dry enough so I climb in the bed and pull the covers around me. Dean hands me some pizza and I immediately take a bite, it's so, so good to taste something else than the sandwiches the angels gave me. The others sit around me, taking their food and beers.
"So…" I start mouthful "Someone will fill me in or what? How did you find me…"
Meg undisturbingly is eating her pizza so I don't expect answer from her. Dean face gets this stern serious mask and Sam shifts on his place.
"We had luck" the young Winchester says "We did everything we could to find you. We summoned demons, tortured them for information, even Cas tried to locate you but…"
"You couldn't find me" I finish instead of him and shrug – it's not a surprise, after all I was in Hell, and then in Heaven
"We got a demon a couple of days ago while…" Sam hesitates and I see guilt in his eyes
"You were working on a case" I state, it's not a question
"Braeden…" Sam pleadingly starts but I cut him off all serious
"No, I get it" I say and I mean it "I really do." I nod at the brothers who look surprised "You got no leads. Better go and hunt some monster than stay and do nothing. I understand that." I shrug and take a bite from my pizza and hum in appreciation "This is really good" I sigh while chewing "So, the demon?" I ask
"He told us that a week ago angels managed to get down to Hell and take some very important prisoner from Crowley. Human prisoner, not a soul, but someone alive." Sam explains
"I can imagine how well Crowley took that" I smirk and Meg chuckles
"We figured it out it was you. So we needed a plan to get to you." Sam tilted his head
"How did you sneak Meg into Heaven?" I look at the demon curiously
"My unicorn pulled some old contacts" she shrugs "Not all angels liked this Naomi, so they helped"
"Where's the tablet?" I suddenly ask, worried I don't remember what happened to it
"Relax" Dean points me to the table and there I see the half of the tablet
I exhale in relieve and get all comfortable in the bed. I feel sleepy and soon I doze off, the rumbling of Meg and the boys' voices in the background calms me down. I cuddle in the blankets and the sleep consumes me.
I wake up with a gasp. I quickly sit up and look around, it's dark and for a second or two I'm completely disorientated. I had a nightmare but I can't remember it. My panicked heart bumping frantically and the fear crawling down my spine force me to do something. I quickly jump out of the bed but trip over something; I fall on the floor with a loud thud. A groan comes from the other end of the room and a silhouette rises. I freeze in shock and fear, not sure what to do.
"Braeden?" a sleepy voice says
I know this voice too well. I woke him up. He'll be pissed… God, why Naomi chose Dean again? Why it should be him, from all the people she could chose to torment me, she picked him – the only person that in the real world makes me feel safe is the one who's going to beat the crap out of me… Then I see the door next to me and with a whimper I crawl to it and close it behind me, making sure it's locked. I sit on the floor and lean on the door expecting Dean. I know that this won't save me for long and he'll be even more pissed for running away from him but I can't… I just can't force myself to take all the threats, insults and hits without doing anything. Everything is too real and I just can't fight it anymore…
A soft knock on the door startles me and I let a shocked squeak. I crawl back to the sink, looking at the door in complete horror.
"Braeden?" Dean's voice is still sleepy but I can hear the concern "Are you okay?"
There's something different this time, I realize. He doesn't sound angry, there's no raging, no violent pounding on the door, no demands to unlock and get out… I rise on my feet and slowly approach the door. This is real… Dean's just worried about me. I hesitantly reach for the lock… and another soft knock, followed by
"Braeden" Dean gently calls me… and I realize I'm safe "Are you…"
I swiftly unlock and yank the door open, Dean's surprised face meeting me. I throw myself on his neck and hug him. After a second of stupor, he wraps his hands around me. I'm safe. Naomi's dead. Meg saved me. I repeat these three sentences in my mind like a mantra. Finally I realize with complete strength that nor Crowley, or Naomi can hurt me. It's strange… but it feels good.
"Are you okay?" Dean gently asks
"I will be" I answer him, hiding my face in his chest, trying to get a hold of all the emotions, raging inside me
"You had a nightmare?" he asks again and when I nod, he continues "Why did you run to the bathroom?"
I can't tell him that I thought he was going to hurt me. I can't tell him how Naomi found a way to get to me. I can't tell him that it's hard for me to tell what's real and what's not…
"I… I just needed a moment alone" I say hoping he won't ask further questions
"Come here" he pulls me towards the bed and lays me down, and then he climbs on the bed and pulls me to his chest, pulling the blanket over us
I smile. This is my Dean. He would never hurt me. Never. I wrap a hand around his waist as his hands sneak around me. I'm enveloped by his strong body. I'm safe. With a relieved sigh I relax and soon I drift off. I hope that when the morning comes I will be able to separate the real world from Naomi's hallucinations.
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