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Author's Note: I realize it's been forever since I've written and I'd be surprised if anyone still wants to read this, but here's the second to last chapter. It's not fantastic, but I really wanted to finish this story. Happy reading!
The tiny hands pulling her from the earth yanked at her faster as the wolf attacked Lucy. There was no way she could survive an attack by a wolf this large. This had to be Michael. She had to destroy it, but she didn't have any idea how. She needed Sam and Dean. Out of the corner of her eye, there was a flash of light and the man in white suddenly appeared.
"I told you I would bring her, father," he said. Lucy was confused by this statement until it suddenly clicked. The man in white was, in fact, Michael. She remembered what Charlie said right before he died, that when she least expected it, he would have power over her. The siblings had assumed all along that the man in white was helping them, when, in fact, it had all been a trick. The man in white was Michael. The one part she didn't understand, however, was how his father had returned. Sam had destroyed him, hadn't he?
"Why are you doing this to me?" Lucy screamed. She couldn't take the pain anymore. If she was going to die for real this time, she wanted to know why. The wolf suddenly ceased its attack, but Lucy found that she couldn't move anyway.
"If we can split up the Winchester trio," Michael began, "we can easily defeat you all. You were the easiest. You are the weakest of the three because you don't have the full Winchester blood like your brothers. You are only a half-sibling." Lucy had never thought of herself as not being a true Winchester, until now. She had always been treated as one. "Once you're gone, we can easily take down your brothers and get to our true target, your father." Lucy felt her heart sink. Then she realized that she could feel it sink. She could feel her heartbeat. She was alive! But she had been brought back to life so she could be killed again. And, she had a feeling; no one would "pull her back from hell" as Michael had done.
"How-how is…" Lucy stuttered.
"How is my father alive? You. You're blood was spilled back in that hotel room when you attacked me. You sustained a small cut on your arm and that was just enough for me to send to my father and bring him back. Thank you for that, by the way. Your temper has been to our advantage. Now sit back and relax. It will all be over soon." A gunshot ripped through the air. Lucy had never heard a sweeter sound in her entire life. Sam and Dean had arrived.
"The man in white is Michael and the wolf is his father!" Lucy screamed at them. The wolf continued his attack and Lucy continued to resist. There was another gun shot and the wolf was suddenly gone. All that remained was black ash that covered her entire body.
"No! Father!" Michael cried. "How dare you! How were you able to wake up?"
"We know when our sibling is in trouble. It's one of those things," Dean replied coolly.
"But she isn't a full blood like you two."
"Do you really think that matters?" Despite that she was bleeding from many places and in a great deal of pain, that statement made Lucy grin.
"Dean, give me the gun," Sam said. "I want try something. And if it doesn't work, it will definitely make me feel better." Sam took the shotgun loaded with silver bullets and took aim at Michael chest. His shot was straight and true and tore right through Michael's body. It appeared as if, since his father was dead, Michael was no longer invincible. He let out a shriek not dissimilar to the one his sister had let out not too long ago, and was reduced to a pile of ash as well. "That felt better than I thought."
Sam and Dean walked forward and kneeled at Lucy's side. Dean put his hand on her shoulder and was immensely relieved to feel the warmth of her very much alive body. She sat up slowly and they both gave her big, but gentle hugs. They said they'd bring her back and a Winchester was always true to their word.