Dean- "Man, who many steps do they need?"
Sam- "Stop complaining, we're almost there."
Dean- "You know she's gonna kick our asses for making her have the top floor."
Sam- "Only yours since you're the one that picked which floor everyone got. Look we're here."
Sam and Dean reached the top and opened the door to the main room. They saw Kat and saw a transparent figure with it's hand on her head.
Dean- "Kat!"
His cry was unanswered as he saw her body fall limply to the floor like a puppet that just had it's strings cut from it. Dean and Sam ran over to her side as they saw the spirit begin to take a body form. Dean was relived to see that Kat was still breathing but that was the only movement that seemed to be occurring.
The spirit was dressed in dark black clothes and had jet black hair. She was very gothic looking.
Spirit- "Hello boys. I hope you don't mind, but she won't be around too much longer. I need to use her life force to be able to get my revenge. She's a lot stronger than the others, but no matter how hard she fights, she's not going to win. Thanks for sending her up here."
Dean- "What the hell are you talking about? We will kill you and save her!"
Spirit- "If you kill me, she'll die sooner. But you know, if you two help me get my revenge, I think I might decide to let her live."
Sam- "Dean we don't need her we can figure this out on our own. There has to be something in dad's journal. We can't help her, plus she'd probably double cross us anyway."
Dean (to spirit)- "There is no way that we would help you! We're going to save her and then send you where you belong!"
Spirit- "Suit yourselves boys, you're gonna kill her by not helping me. Looks like I'll just have to do it all on my own then. Good luck. Oh and you know where to find me when you find it useless!"
Dean- "Let's go figure this out, now Sam."
Dean carefully picked up Kat's limp body and felt her wrist to check her pulse which was extremely slow. He glanced down at her and then to Sam. They were out of that place in 5 minutes and ran over to the car. Dean gently laid Kat down in the back seat and told Sam to check to make sure that she didn't stop breathing. Dean jumped in the drivers seat and sped towards the closet motel.
He glanced back and each time he met Sam's eyes he could see that there was no change. The stillness was beginning to bother both of them. They had no clue what they could do.
They arrived at a nearby motel and Sam quickly ran and got a room. Sam ran back to the car and Dean quickly pulled up in front of the door. He got out, opened the back door to the car and gently picked up Kat's extremely limp body and carried her into the room. He placed her on the closest bed. Dean just stared at her with thoughts of how to save her running through his mind. How could he have let this happen he asked himself.
Sam- "Dean, check her pulse again." He yelled from the bathroom where he was wetting a cloth to put on her forehead. He didn't think that it would help but wanted to try anything.
Dean felt her wrist and didn't even feel the slightest flutter. He panicked and then checked her neck. He felt the faintest beat but was relieved that she was still alive.
Dean- "It's there, barely and extremely weak."
Sam- "Well at least there's something."
Dean- "What are we going to do here Sam. We both know that there isn't anything in that journal. We've looked at those pages so many times and I've never seen anything like this at all."
Sam- "We can't just give up. She's strong she can fight this."
Dean- "What are we going to do? I don't know how I can deal with telling Missouri and the kids…"
Sam- "Dean would you stop talking like she's dead! We will find a way!"
Sam could tell that his brother had practically given up hope. Dean had his head in his hands. Sam could tell that he was trying not to cry and knew that this wasn't going to help any. But then he looked at Kat again. She really did look weak and practically dead. Unless you looked extremely closely, you couldn't even see the rise and fall of her chest.
About 8 hours passed and there had been no change at all. Dean wouldn't take his eyes off of her for a minute and Sam was seriously starting to worry. Both of them had thought about calling John but knew that he would be of no help to them. Sam looked over again and saw that Dean had his eyes closed and his head down on the bed. He was holding Kat's hand. Sam kinda laughed to himself thinking of how much his brother had changed after getting back with Kat. He had never seen his brother so happy and now he wasn't sure if his brother would survive if they didn't find a way to save her.
Sam- "Looks like the only thing to do go and agree to help that spirit." he said out loud.
"What! Why would you help some evil bitch that thinks she can take peoples' lives away from them?" he heard a familiar and angry voice reply to his statement. He turned around and was shocked to see who had said that.