Chapter 15 The Ultimate Sacrafice

I spent a month in the hospital, but finally the doctors said I could leave. That wasn't just good news for me, but for my brothers too. Dean hates and I mean HATES hospitals. We found a motel to crash at for a while. My side was still a bit tender so Dean thought it would be better if we layed off the hunting for a while. I was laying one one bed, while Dean was watching tv from the other. Sam was talking to one of his Stanford friends on AIM.

"I'm soooo bored!" I complained. Dean looked over at me, "Can we go find something to kill yet?"

"Not until your side heals."

"It is healed."

"Really." He said getting off the bed. He came over and poked it which caused me to hit him.

"What the hell did you do that for? That hurt Dean!" I yelled holding my side.

"Thought it was healed?" He said as he sat back down.

"Shut up will ya. I just wanna do something. We've been in this room for three straight days and it sucks." I was complaining alot.

"Hey guys." Sam said not looking up from his screen.

"Yeah?"

"Look at this." He turned his screen to face us and we couldn't believe what we saw. The same words over and over again.

"Your father's not dead! Your father's not dead!"

"What's that about?" I asked.

"Who sent it?" Dean was a little pissed.

"I don't know. It just showed up." Sam said. "I can see if I can somehow trace it back to a sender."

"Do that then." Dean said as he pulled on his coat.

"Where are you going?" I asked sitting next to Sam.

"For a drive. I'll be back later. If you find out who sent that call me ok."

"Ok" And then he left. I looked over at Sam and he looked back at me. (I'm taking over the looking at each other thing HAHAHA!) "Think he'll be ok?"

"You know that when he goes for a drive it just means he needs to think."

"I know. So can you really trace that back?"

"I can try, but I don't think I'll find anything."

"I'm gonna take a shower." I said as I headed for the bathroom.

"Are YOU ok?" Sam asked turning around.

"Fine." and I closed the bathroom door. I sat on the rim of the tub and cried softly, making sure Sam wouldn't hear me. I turned on the shower and got in. I just stood there, letting the hot water run over me. 'Your father's not dead! What the hell does it mean? I mean I saw him! We all saw him! It was dad and if it wasn't, who did we bury?' I thought as I got out and dried off. I came out of the bathroom and saw that Dean still wasn't back yet. Sam looked over at me.

"Feel better?"

"Yea. Find anything yet?" I asked as I sat down across from him.

"Not yet, but I did fin..." he just stopped.

"Sammy? You ok?" I asked. He shook his head and turned the computer so I could see the screen. "What the hell?" It was an e-mail. It read,

Winchester children,

Your father is still alive. I know this because I was the one that saved him. Meg thought she killed him and left him on the side of the road where I found him. That body you saw was a spell that John told me to cast so you wouldn't try to track him down. I believe you know me anyway don't you Kira. I sure know you. You and Dean both. This Demon that your looking for is getting closer and his plan is comming together quickly. You have to hurry and ge to PA. Gettysburg. Dean and Kira know the way. Hurry!

"Ok.?"

"You know who this is?"

"I have a good guess. Remember when dad asked Dean and me to get that cross?" Sam nodded. "Well the man we got it from lives in Gettysburg."

"So what maked you thing it's him?"

"When we got the cross and were about to leave, he said that dad still owed him for it. I don't know what that mean, but he's the only guy I think it could be."

"Call Dean, I'll start packing." He got up and started throwing clothes in random bags. I called Dean. After three rings he picked up.

"What is it Kira?"

"Dean we have to leave."

"What? Why?"

"Sammy got another e-mail. I think it was from the guy we got the cross from. It said that he helped dad and that the demon's plan is almost finished. We have to get to Gettysbug soon."

"I'll be back in a couple minutes. Just be ready ok?"

"Sammy packing now."

"Ok I'll see you in a few. Bye."

"Bye." I hung up and looked at Sam, who was looking at his computer again. He looked like he was going to be sick. "Um Sammy, you ok over there?" I went over to him and he closed the laptop. "Sammy?"

"I'm fine. I have to finish packing." he walked away to finish.

"What was that about?"

"Nothing."

"It wasn't nothing. You look like your gonna throw up. What is it?" I was more or less begging him to tell me. "Sammy? Come on man just tell me. Please." He stopped what he was doing and looked up at me. He walked over to his laptop and opened it up, pushing it to me. I looked at it and it was a folder with pictures in it. "And this is?"

"Open it." he said sitting down next to me. I opened the folder and started looking at the pictures.

"How the hell?" I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was us. Pictures of all three of us before and during our little road trip. There was Sammy at Stanford with Jess, Dean, our father, and me on different hunts, Dean and me getting Sam at Stanford, hell even us outside the hospital after our last little mission. "Do you know who sent these?"

"No. Who ever it is has been following us for quite some time."

"I can see that, but what I don't get is why they would send these?"

"Send what?" Sam and I looked up at Dean. He sat down and read the e-mail and looked at the photos. "Ok. Can you trace these back?"

"No. I tried, but it get's me no where."

"Ok. So lets go to Gettysburg." Dean said heading for the door. Sam and I followed and we were off to PA. We took turns driving until we finally made it.

"Guys wake up, we're here." I said waking my brothers up. (Yup, Kurt Busch is driving again! I kept it under 90 don't worry!)

We got out of the car, but never made our way to the house.

"Well are we going?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, but first." Dean said heading for the trunk. "I remember the last time we were here. Here." He handed me and Sam a gun. "Let's go." We followed Dean to the porch and knocked on the door. I was standing behind them when the same man opened the door. At least this time we don't get a gun in our faces.

"Your here! I thought you would get here sooner. Come in, come in." He pretty much pulled us through the door and his house looked the same.

"Where's our dad?" Dean asked getting straight to the point.

"Here." We looked up and saw him. I don't think any of us knew what to do. I mean the man was dead! We buried him and here he was. Standing in front of us like nothing ever happened. Dean was the first to move, going up and making sure that it WAS dad. He hugged him and Sam joined soon after. I stood there staring at him. After they all got done hugging, dad looked at me. "What don't I get a hug?" I shook my head no and still stood there.

"Kira are you ok?" Sam asked. I once again shook my head no. "What is it?"

"I saw his body Sammy. It was him. This.." I said pointing at dad, "This isn't dad."

"What do you mean he's not dad?" Dean asked walking over to Sam and me.

"I don't know. I can't explain it, but I know THAT'S not dad!" I knew it! Hell I would of bet my life on it that he wasn't dad. Dean and Sam looked at each other, then at me, and then at dad.

"I don't know Kira. I mean he looks like.." I cut Sam off.

"I know he looks like him Sammy, but it's not him." Dean looked at me and then at dad.

"You know I think she might be right."

"What? Not you too." dad yelled.

"Then why?" Dean asked.

"What?"

"Why? After all this time, after Meg said she killed you, after the funeral, why come back now?" Our 'dad' looked at all of us and then at the man.

"Can't you all just be happy that your father is alive and kickin!"

"Your not our father!" I screamed.

"No. I'm not your father." he said pointing at me.

"What?"

"I'm their father, not yours." (Ouch that hurt.)

"So she is right." Sam said putting his arm around me. "Your not dad."

"Ok Fine! I'm not your father, but it was so much fun seeing your faces light up when you came in. All thinking daddy was alive. HA!"

"Who are you?" Dean asked stepping in front of Sam and me. I was slightly behind Sam.

"I'm here collect my payment."

"What payment?" Sam asked. The old man stepped up.

"Dean do you remember when you took the cross and I told you to tell John that he still owed me?"

"Yea. So what does this guy have to do with that? What do WE have to do with it for that matter?"

"Simple." We looked at the man that was pretending to be our father. "Since John is dead I have to take a different kind of payment."

"What are you talk..." Dean was saying before he fell over.

"DEAN!" Sam and I yelled. Sam stood in front of him and I knelt down next to him.

"Dean look at me." I said. He looked up at me. There was so much pain in his eyes. He grabbed onto my shirt and pulled me down to whisper in my ear.

"Get out of here."

"What? No. We're not leaving you."

"Take Sam and leave now."

"But.."

"That's an order. Now go." He pushed me away and I stood next to Sam.

"I'm not leaving you Dean. Sorry, but I'm not taking your order." I said pulling out my gun.

"Neither am I." Sam followed suit. We stood there. Me pointing my gun at the old man and Sam pointing his at 'dad.'

"What do you two think you are doing? You can't interfear with this." 'dad' said.

"We're looking out for our brother. We're all leaving this house together." Sam said. I looked back at Dean and he wasn't moving.

"Sammy look." Sam looked at Dean as I kept an eye on these two. "We have to get him out of here and soon."

"You can't. It's part of the deal."

"HE NEVER MADE A DEAL WITH YOU!" I yelled at him. (Stupid move there Kira!) I was thrown to the far wall. Bouncing off it and landing on the floor with a thud. I lost my gun and my breath.

"Kira!" Sam looked back at me, but only for a second before turning back to the men. "What the hell!"

"Since John is dead, I get his eldest child. That was part of our agreement for the cross." 'Dad' said.

"Well you can't have him." Sam said softly.

"What was that?"

"I said you can't have him." Sam pulled the trigger and 'dad' fell to the ground.

"You can't do that!" the man yelled pulling out a gun of his own and pointing it at Sam. Sam stared him down. I was just trying to get on my feet. I looked at Dean and saw he was still breathing, but other than that I had no idea how he was. I looked at the man and then at Sam.

"Kira get Dean out of here."

"What?"

"NOW!" Sammy was pissed. Sammy's never pissed. When Sammy's pissed you listen. I attempted to walk to Dean, but was thrown to the wall yet again. 'Damn I'm so sick of this!' I thought. Instead of falling to the floor like last time, I was stuck to the wall. "Not good." I said to myself. I looked at Sam and he looked scared.

"This deal was made when you were just a child." 'dad' said getting to his feet. "You think you can stop it now?" He walked over to the man and whispered in his ear. The man nodded and looked at me, than back at Sam. I tried so hard to move, but I couldn't. "Fine little Sammy. You care so much about your older brother. I'll take you instead." Just like that Sam dropped to the floor, just as Dean did. They were both out cold, leaving me with the man and 'dad'.

"Stop please."

"What was that little girl?"

"Me."

"What?" 'dad' asked walking to me.

"Take me and leave them alone."

"Wow! Prepaired to die for your siblings? That's so cute." He grabbed my chin and lifted my head. He looked in my eyes and at that point he knew I was serious. "You sure?" I looked down at my two older brother. The older brother's that I was willing to give my life for. They kept me safe all my life and now it was time to pay them back.

"They looked after me all my life. Even though they didn't have too. Dad took me in and loved me even though he didn't have to. I couldn't have asked for a better family so yes I'm sure. It's time for me to do my part for my family." I knew Sam and Dean would be pissed, but they were out cold so it didn't matter.

"Ok then." 'dad' looked at the man and then stepped away. The man raised his gun to my head. I closed my eyes, 'Sam. Dean, forgive me.. Please forgive me.' My last thought as he pulled the trigger. My head snapped back, bone and brain matter spraying the wall behind it. I slid down the wall, leaving a streak of blood and slumped over on the floor. 'Dad' walked over to my body and looked into my still open eyes. "That was a brave thing you did." He smiled and put his hand on my chest. He sat that way for a minute, then stood up. "It's done." The man nodded.

"We should be gone when they wake up." 'Dad' nodded and they left. Leaving my brother's out cold on the floor and me, dead in the corner.

Dean's POV

Half Hour Later

I started to move and opend my eyes. I sat up rubbing the back of my head. "Ouch. What the hell happened?" I looked over and saw Sam on the floor. I went up to him and he was still alive. "Sam, Sam wake up." He opened his eyes and looked at me. "You ok?"

"Fine. You?"

"Good. What happened?" I asked.

"Dad said that in order to get the cross, our real dad needed to pay. Since dad was dead, he would take his payment from you, but I told him he couldn't so he said he'll take it from me. That's the last thing I remember."

"A soul."

"What?" Sam asked me sitting up.

"That's the payment, a soul." I explained.

"Wait!" Sam yelled.

"What?"

"If we're here and alive then.."

"Kira!" I yelled. "KIRA!" I looked over at Sam and he was staring at the wall. "Sam you ok?" He pointed and that's when I saw her. "KIRA!" I ran over to her and checked to see if she was alive. Sam just sat in the same spot, staring at me. "Come on Kira. Please answer me."

"Dean." Sam whispered. I looked over at him. "She's gone Dean."

"No! She's not dead! She can't be!" I started crying. I looked down at my baby sisters blood stained face and looked into her eyes. Sam was right. Their was no life in them. I knew she was gone. I knew I lost another member of my family. "Why? Why would they kill her? She didn't do anything to them! It's not like she was a threat or anything. I don't understand. I just..." Sam made his way over to me and for the first time, my baby brother held me.

"She did it for us Dean."

"What?"

"Think about it man. All our lives we looked out for and protected her."

"So?"

"Now it was her turn to do the same for us."

"No! This is different! We never died protecting her! Everything always turned out fine! It always turned out ok! This isn't right! It isn't fair!" I held my sisters body for a long time, blood soaking my clothes, never wanting to let go. She was cold and I knew what we had to do. Sam was still holding me.

"Dean we should go." Sam said getting up.

"What about..." I couldn't finish. It's not like it was an accident. It's not like it was a disease. She died protecting us. She was murdered. Kira was murdered. She didn't have to do this. She didn't deserve this.

"We'll take her with us. We'll call the cops and then bury her next to dad. It's what she would have wanted."

"No Sam. She would have wanted to have a family. To grow up and get married, hell maybe have kids one day and now that's never going to happen. Instead we have to explain what happened to the police and then we have to bury our baby sister. This is NOT what she would have wanted. She's only 18 man. This isn't fair!" I was angry and I was taking it out on Sam. "I'm sorry Sammy. It's just, I don't want, I mean I didn't..."

"I know man. Let's go." Sam pulled me up and helped me to the car. I couldn't even walk on my own. He put me in the passenger seat. "I'll get Kira. You just sit and relax ok." He whispered. I nodded and he went back into the house.

Sam's POV

I helped Dean to the car and told him that I'll get Kira. I walked back into the house and over to her body. She was laying on her back and her eyes were still open. Blood was pooling up behind her head and running along the floor. I stepped over the little rivers of blood to get to her. I reached down and closed her eyes before I picked her up in my arms. I tried to make it out the door, but I collapsed just before I made it. I sat there holding her and I cried. "Kira why? Why did you do this? You didn't have to. I wish that there was something I could do. I just want you back. Fucking demon!" I yelled. I sat there until I knew I could stand. I got up and carried my sister's body to the car. Dean was facing straight ahead as I placed Kira's body in the back seat. It's funny. Normally she would bitch about being stuck in the back. Tears were welling up in my eyes just by me thinking about that. I got into the driver's seat and looked over at Dean. "Where to?"

"Hospital." He didn't even look at me. We drove to the hospital, crying the entire way. We pulled into the parking lot and I turned off the car.

"Dean."

"What?"

"We need to figure out something to tell them."

"That's easy. Tell them the truth. Some old man shot and killed our baby sister." Dean said. I got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side. Dean still hasn't moved.

"Are you comming?" I asked as I opened the back door.

"I don't know if I can Sam. If we do this then that means she's really gone."

"She is really gone Dean. As much as I hate to say it she's not comming back." After I said that I slid to the ground shaking my head. "She's really gone Dean. Oh god Kira's really dead." I felt him wrap his arms around me and hold me close to him. It was only the second time I can remember him doing this. The first is when dad died. I cried on his shoulder and he cried on mine. "What are we going to do Dean?"

"I don't know Sammy, but we'll figure it out together ok." He pulled away and was holding me at arms length. "You gonna be ok to do this?" I nodded and had to ask.

"Are you?"

"I think so." We got up and I got Kira's body out of the back seat. We took her into the hospital where the nurse at the front desk called the police. We told them our story about the man that shot her and we gave them a good discription on him. If they did find him, Dean and I would. Dean went off to talk to the doctors and I stayed to talk to the cops.

Dean's POV

"So can we take her body?"

"We can transport it for you. Where ever you need it to.."

"Her."

"Excuse me?"

"Transport her."

"I'm sorry, transport her where ever you need her to go."

"Lawerence, Kansas. We're going to bury her next to our father."

"I have some paperwork for you to fill out and then you can go." I filled out all of the papers and saw Sam was done talking to the police. I looked at the doctor.

"Can we see her one more time?" I asked. I wasn't sure if Sam wanted to, but I did. I had to say good-bye.

"Sure. Follow me."

"Hang on." I walked over to where Sam was sitting. He looked up at me.

"You finished?"

"Yeah. I'm gonna go say good-bye. Do you want to see her on last time." He nodded and we followed the doctor to a small room.

"She's right inside. Take your time." I shook his hand and he left. Sam and I went into the room. In the center was a bed with a sheet over it and we knew it was Kira. I walked over and slowly pulled down the sheet to see her face. They cleaned up the blood that was on her face. The bullet hole was covered by her bangs. She was pale, but she still looked like herself. Sam came up next to me and did something I never thought he would do. He grabbed my hand and held it. I squeezed his back and we stood there like that saying good-bye to our sister for what seemed like hours. I kissed her cheek and so did Sam. I pulled the sheet back over her and we left. The drive to Kansas was long and quiet. There was no AC/DC, no Kira begging to drive, no 'Enter Sandman,' no Kurt Busch. I knew Sam was crying, hell I still was. This was gonna take a long time to get better. We pulled up to Massouri's house. We figured she would want to know. We walked up to the house just as her door opened. I knew she knew. Hell she was psychic remember. She hugged both of us for a long time.

Cemetary 3 days later

Sam's POV

It was the day of Kira's funeral and just like dad's it was only us and Missouri. We didn't dress up because we knew Kira would want us to be, and I quote, comphy. The ceremony didn't last long and Missouri stayed longer this time. It was getting dark by the time she left. Dean and I stayed a while longer.

"This sucks."

"I know."

"I feel like I should say something, but I don't know what." I told Dean.

"I know the feeling. Maybe saying nothing is better somehow."

"Maybe." We stared at the fresh mound of dirt. We placed two purple roses on top of her headstone. "We knew you would like these better that the red ones." I said to the air. Purple was her favorite color. Dean came up and put his hand on my shouder and I knew he wanted to go. "I know let's go." We walked away from the graves of our father and sister. We took one last look before getting into the car.

"We're going to find that son of a bitch you know that right?" Dean said to me as he pulled out a tape.

"I know and I don't plan on resting untill we do." Dean nodded at me and put the tape in. "What's that?" Then I heard it. "Nice Dean." I told him with a smile. We drove out of the cemetary prepaired to hunt down the bastard that tore apart our family, blasting 'Enter Sandman' the whole time.

Kira Winchester Loving Sister and Friend. A Younger Hunter Together Forever With Her Father And Mother.