A/N: Hello my lovelies! Giant thank you to those of you who have followed and favorited since my last update! No big warnings this time round, mild violence which should be expected in this sort of Supernatural fic. Sadly, I do not own Supernatural or any of it's characters, just my OC. Reviews are welcome!
Ana hadn't slept for long when a nightmare about Sam and Dean trying to kill her woke her up. She groaned, pulling the blanket over her head and hiding from everything around her, trying to calm down before the dream triggered another anxiety attack. It was just a nightmare, not a vision. They aren't going to hurt you. She repeated the words in her head until she had calmed down. Checking the time on her phone, she was grateful that she hadn't slept all day, there was a lot they still needed to figure out about her family and the ritual.
Deciding that a shower was a good idea, she quickly made her way into the bathroom she had claimed and started the water. Sitting down on the toilet she took off her boots and studied her injured foot, Dean had stitched it up pretty good so hopefully it would heal faster. She sighed as she stood up and moved over to the mirror to check out her forehead. "That's going to leave a scar." she muttered to herself, not that she really cared. Most of her skin had been covered with scars for as long as she could remember.
Normally when she showered she took her sweet time, but she just wanted to feel clean before she continued on with her day so she made it a quick one. She shook the towel through her hair and stood up, wrapping it around herself as a vision hit. It happened fast and once it was over it was clear to her that it was meant to draw her out of the bunker. Wrapping the towel securely around her torso, she hurried out of the bathroom, down the hall, and into the library where she found Sam and Dean eating lunch.
"Ana, what the hell?" Dean averted his eyes, "Go put on some clothes!"
She rolled her eyes, "Seriously? Everything's covered, but that's not the point right now. I had a vision, there's a group of demons torturing a family in town and they're taking their time doing it."
The brothers shared a look, "A trap." Sam stated.
"Hell yeah, it's a freaking trap, but we can't just let those people die! We need to save them!" She combed a hand through her damp hair.
"I thought I made it very clear that you were not going to be included in any form of hunting." Dean stood up and walked over to her, "Self protection is as far as your training goes."
Ana groaned, "We don't have time for this! I'm not letting you two go alone and we need to do this! I saw five demons, there are probably more and there's mostly definitely a trap meant to take me or probably one of you in order to get me to them. I already thought about that, but we have a better chance getting out of there together with the three of us."
Dean glared down at her, "You are not leaving the bunker."
"Call Castiel, take him with us, at least let me go to get the family out and to a freaking hospital if they're still alive. I am not staying here." She poked him in the chest then spun around on her heel, "We need to leave asap, I'll be dressed in a few."
"She's not coming with us." Dean mumbled, turning to look at his brother who was sporting an amused grin. "What?"
Sam shook his head, "Just that you think you can keep her here is hilarious. First of all she's a Winchester, second… she's your daughter, Dean. Neither of those things are not going to play in your favor."
"You just shut up, right now." Dean pointed a finger at him, "Come on, looks like we have a family to save."
"You gonna call, Cas?"
He thought a moment then nodded, "It would be nice to have some extra back up, I want there to be a quick escape option for Ana in case things go south."
Sam nodded and stood up from his chair, "We should make sure we have everything we need in the car."
Digging the keys out of the pocket of his jeans, Dean tossed them to his brother, "You do that, I'm going to make sure Ana is ready."
The brothers walked toward the garage together, but Dean turned into the shooting range, leaving Sam to check their supplies. He grabbed a box out of the ammo cabinet and then headed toward Ana's room. They almost bumped into each other as she came out of the door, "Hey, I'm ready." She said as she pulled on her jacket.
"You have the pistol I gave you?"
She pulled it out of the waist of her pants, "It's not loaded though."
He handed her the box in his hand, "Use these. If you're going to come in with us you have to do everything I tell you, alright? I say run and you run as fast as you can, got it?"
"Got it." Ana peaked inside of the box to see rounds with devils traps carved into them. "Let's go. We don't have much time." She moved around him, hurrying toward the garage.
Keeping a few steps behind her, he sent up a silent prayer to Cas, asking for his help. Just as they reached the car the angel appeared next to Sam, "So we are just going to head straight into a trap?" He questioned.
"There are lives at stake, Cas." Ana told him, "I don't care how crazy it sounds, but I'm not going to ignore that vision just because I know it's a set up." She glanced at the three men and got into the car, "We need to hurry." She snapped the words as she opened the box of ammunition, quickly loading her pistol.
-A-
One of the things that had made Ana sure that the vision she had was a hook drawing her into some sort of trap that Barbas had set up was the fact that the first thing she had seen was the address of the house. Part of her understood that her gift was supposed to help people, Missouri had informed her of that, but a separate part knew that it probably wasn't meant to be that easy.
"Are you sure this is the right place? It seems quiet from out here." Dean commented as he slowed the Impala to a stop across the street.
Ana looked at the house, the yellow color and the white shutters looking exactly as they had in her vision, "Yes, I'm sure." she opened the door and moved to get out of the car, the images of the family being tortured making her want to run in there and put an end to it.
Dean quickly got out of the car and grabbed her by the shoulder before she could go running inside, "You hang back, stay behind me and when it's clear you get those people out of there." he stared into her eyes, "No heroics, you do what I tell you, capece?"
She responded with a quick nod and pulled back the slide of her pistol, loading a round into the chamber, "I'm not going to do anything stupid. Lead the way."
"Alright." He turned around, walking over to Sam and Castiel who were getting weapons out of the trunk, "If things go bad in there, I want you to get her out as fast as you can, Cas. Get her back to the bunker and make sure she stays there."
Sam looked at his brother with a raised eyebrow, "How bad are you expecting this to go?"
He looked at the men before him, making sure they were properly armed before closing the trunk, "As bad as it could, Sammy. This Barbas needs Ana for his freaking unity ritual, he's going to do whatever he can to get to her, this is just the beginning."
"We should get in there." Ana spoke up, walking toward Dean, "You guys ready?"
"Remember what I said." Dean stared down at her.
She rolled her eyes, "Dean, I'm not an idiot, I do not have a death wish. I will listen to what you tell me to do. Now, can we go?"
He gave her a quick nod before turning and leading the group toward the house, "Sam, Cas you guys go through the back door. We'll go through the front." Without any argument the men picked up their pace, moving around the house. Dean paused when they were standing in front of the door, he turned around to look at her, "Stay close, kid." he grabbed the angel blade he had been hiding underneath his jacket and reached for the doorknob opening the door slowly.
Ana gripped her pistol tightly as she followed her father down the small hallway, there was a large opening in the wall a few feet away from them that she knew opened into the living room area. The room she saw in her vision that held three bloodied and scarred humans as well as the five demons who were inflicting their pain.
"You stay here," Dean whispered as he saw Sam and Cas come down the hall the opposite way, "We'll start clearing them out then you can get the family to safety." He waited until she gave him a nod before moving into the room, "Well hey there fellas, did someone forget to invite me to the party?" The five men with black eyes that stood before him grinned wickedly.
"You're right on time, Winchester." The demon against the wall commented, pushing himself away from it he walked over to Dean. The human body that it took over couldn't have been much older than Ana, the fitted jeans and oddly tight deep v-neck shirt he was wearing made Dean glad for a moment that he hadn't fathered a boy that wore crap like that. "We couldn't start the real party without your daughter, speaking of which, where is Anastasia?" he looked past Dean, "I know she's here, the power rolling off of her is enough to make my skin tingle." As the demon spoke Sam and Cas walked into the room through the second entrance and began to take of two of the demons closest to them.
Ana's green eyes peaked around the corner, she had heard the fight break out and wanted to see if the demons were all distracted enough for her to run in and help the family out. She saw that Dean was standing in front of the demon who had been talking, the angel blade still in his hand as the demon distracted him, "You know, Dean, when I heard that you'd reproduced I was honestly questioning your intelligence, but then I saw her and I was extremely thankful that you had. Your girl is quite the looker." The look that crossed Dean's face as the demon's words registered could only be described as blood-thirsty and it didn't surprise her that he decided to act in that moment, lashing out with his weapon.
The two demons that had been standing back moved in to the fight with Dean, sufficiently outnumbering him and forcing all of his attention to be on them. Waiting a moment, she watched to make sure he wouldn't need her help, but she saw Castiel kill the demon he had been facing off with and then move to help Dean. Seeing that all of the demons were all distracted, Ana quickly moved out of the hall and toward the family that had been tied up and gagged. The demons had positioned themselves in front of the family so at first she couldn't see how bad they were injured, but as she got closer she was thankful that they didn't seem to be that hurt.
"Don't worry, I'm here to help." She told them softly as she reached for the mother's gag and pulled it out of her mouth.
The woman blinked and her eyes changed to solid black, "Oh, I know you are honey."
Ana turned to run, but a set of hands grabbed each of her arms and she couldn't move. Glancing to each of her sides, she saw that both the father and the son were possessed as well. The realization of how much trouble they were in began to sink in as the mother walked around, a knife in her hand that she pointed at Ana's throat.
Dean had just taken out one of the three demons that were on him and Cas when he caught sight of the blade at his daughter's throat. "Ana!" he moved toward her but was stopped dead in his tracks when the demon pressed the tip of the blade hard into her skin, causing blood to well up. "You get the hell away from her." Dean warned, mentally swearing at himself for even letting Ana come into something so dangerous.
"Ah ah ah, you may want to keep your distance," The demon warned with a grin, "I'm not allowed to kill her, but we weren't ordered against breaking bones." she glanced over at the demon possessing the son. He moved his hands so that one was just under her elbow and the other was just above her wrist. Dean watched as the demon broke her arm and Ana screamed out in pain, dropping to her knees. The demon in the mother knelt down next to her, "Two hundred and five more to go, Dean. We can keep this up all night," she grabbed a fist full of Ana's red hair and pulled on it, forcing the girl to lift her head, her face was wet with tears and white from the pain, "Or you can leave now and we can stop this whole charade right now."
"Over my dead body." Dean snapped, turning to shove his blade into the demon that he had spoken with earlier.
The woman instructed the demons who had held her arms to join in the fight, there was no need to hold the girl any longer, her focus and been completely shot by the pain flooding through her body. With the hunters only outnumbered by one, the woman stood up and dragged Ana up with her by her good arm. "Let's go have a little girl talk, shall we?" she pulled Ana with her out of the room.
It only took a moment for the men to notice that Ana had been taken while they were focused on their fight, "Dean, go! We can finish them off." Sam told his older brother as he caught a demon across the face with his blade.
Dean kicked the demon he had been fighting in the chest then turned and ran out of the room, hoping that they weren't that far ahead of him. He ran out the front door which was left open and out on to the street, "Ana!" he called, looking back and forth, trying to determine which way the demon and led her.
-A-
"Ana, honey, keep up. Otherwise you're not going to make it to our destination in one piece." The woman tsked at her, still pulling the girl by her good arm. The pain in her other arm was blinding, she had never experienced anything like it before and it was enough to make her nauseous. She stumbled, barely aware enough to keep her feet moving let alone pick them up all the way, but her survival instincts had taken over and she pushed herself on, fearing that more pain would be in store if she ceased to move.
They had only made it a full block away when she tripped, landing on her side on the hard asphalt. She groaned, move pain seizing her body, "Get up you pathetic girl." the demon snarled at her, the knife in her hand aimed at Ana. "I will bleed you out right here."
Something clicked inside of Ana, survival instincts quickly formed to fight-or-flight instincts, which was strange since she felt like she couldn't do either. There was no way she could move fast enough to get away, but she understood that if she didn't do something she was good as dead. Her eyes opened and she looked up as the demon knelt next to her, the knife in her hand moving toward her at an alarming rate, "No!" Ana screamed out, she squeezed her eyes shut and felt the weird tingly sensation she had felt with her visions take over, but it was so much stronger than that. The feeling only intensified and it wasn't long before she felt herself lose consciousness.
-A-
"Ana!" Dean called out again, turning around quickly when he heard footsteps behind him. Seeing that it was Sam and Cas, he swore, "They were gone before I got out here." he informed them.
"Cas, can you sense her?" Sam asked, hoping that the angel could at least point them in the right direction, but before he had the chance to answer there was a large, bright flash of light that filled the dark night. The men all glanced at each other and then ran down the street in the direction it had come from.
As they grew closer to where the flash had come from, they could clearly see two bodies laying on the ground. "Ana!" Dean yelled, sprinting over to her, quickly checking that she was still breathing.
Sam moved past them with his blade out, he walked over to the other limp body on the ground. It was the body of the woman the demon had possessed and it was clearly dead. Turning away from the body, he watched as Dean picked Ana's body up off of the ground, "Is she okay?"
Dean was looking worriedly at her face, not sure if she was or not, he looked at Cas, "Is she?" he questioned, fear racking his body.
The angel placed two fingers on her forehead, healing her broken arm while he checked on her, "She's weak. Whatever killed the demon came from her, I can feel the resonating power all over her. I healed her arm, but the rest she's going to have to do on her own."
Sam watched as his brother visibly relaxed, "Cas, why don't you fly them back to the bunker? I'll drive the car back." he offered, knowing that they were only keeping Ana in danger the longer she was out of their protected home.
Dean shook his head, "None of us are going to stay out alone for a while. I don't want to risk it." his eyes never left Ana's face, "Cas, take her back, put her in bed. Sam and I will be there shortly." Castiel nodded and took Ana from Dean, disappearing within moments of the switch. "Come on, let's get the hell out of here." he said, turning and jogging back toward where they left the Impala.
It didn't take them long to reach the car and within moments of sitting down Dean was holding the accelerator to the floor. "Dean…" Sam broke the silence as they drove through town back toward the bunker, "What happened tonight wasn't your fault." he insisted, knowing his brother had blamed himself from the moment the demons laid their hands on Ana.
The older Winchester scoffed, "I let her leave the bunker. There's a demon out there who wants her alive and I let her lead us right into the trap that would have landed her in his hands." he began to yell, "Tell me how this isn't my fault!"
Sam sighed, "She's part of this family, she's your daughter. There are going to be supernatural beings after her at random points in time for whatever reason, but has that ever stopped us from doing our jobs? Or living?" he raised an eyebrow, "She has a big heart, she's not going to let innocent people get hurt if she can stop it." Dean didn't respond and the rest of the car ride back to the bunker was silent.
Once the car was parked in the garage both men hurried down the hall toward Ana's room, wanting to check and make sure she was okay. When Sam opened the door, they saw Castiel standing at the foot of her bed, watching over her. "She hasn't moved, I believe it will take some time for her body to replenish the energy it lost tonight."
Dean sat down on the edge of the bed, "Do you know what it was that she did to kill the demon?" he brushed the few wisps of hair that had fallen on her face back.
"I can't be certain, but I think it would be wise to say that it was some form of magic." Cas stated, "What I felt seemed like a spark, some sort of response to her life being in danger." he tried to explain.
Sam frowned, "Everything we've read on the Good witches says that it has taken long periods of time for their full powers to develop. She's only been having visions for a few months, she shouldn't have powers like that yet."
"I'm starting to think that nothing that pertains to her is going to be laid out like it was for the rest of her family." Castiel explained, before his face took on the focused expression it did when he was listening to 'angel radio', "I must go now."
Dean didn't need to turn around to know that Cas was gone, even when the angel traveled silently he could feel the appearance or the absence of his presence. "It's getting late, we should get some rest. I'm sure she won't be up until some time late tomorrow." Sam walked over to his brother, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"You go ahead, Sammy." He still wouldn't look away from her face, his focus on the sound of her steady breathing.
Sam knew that Dean wouldn't be leaving Ana alone that night, if what had happened to her had scared him, he could only imagine out much it had affected her father. Leaving her room, he retired to his own and was asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
-A-
"I'm going to chain you up in here." Dean had been talking to her softly since Sam had left, "You're not going anywhere until I'm sure that Barbas bastard is dead." he yawned, exhaustion setting in. Moving from where he sat on her bed, he grabbed the desk chair and set it as close to her bed as he could get. He got as comfortable as he could and watched her sleep, his last thought before he drifted off being how much she reminded him of her mother.
