Okay sorry for the delay but I have some stuff going on, trying to write a book(s) and writing the rest of this up and then the sunshine factor of not being able to get on the puter. Anyways happy times now, Song is from Sia called breathe me such a good song. Also this chapter is dedicated to Ellie. Hope you like this chapter. Oh and how u pronounce the name (R-kay-us) say each individual word.

The early evening air was warm as I walked away from the diner. But I was angry and it felt so much warmer out here. I refused to let John's harsh words affect me. The way he acted when he said Meg was dead was crossing the line. He didn't care, I thought angrily. But deep down I knew he did, just in his own way. Being a shell was how he dealt with grief.

I stopped looking both ways on the road before crossing the street to the park. The park wasn't very big more like a clearing with one light post to the side, a two seat swing set, a small slide and a spinning circle with rusty handles. The rest of the space was forest. Huge trees, boughs reaching to the evening sky like green covered arms and hands.

Sinking down onto one of the wings I watched the trees and the sun setting behind them, making them glow. The temperature dropped and I shivered slightly, feeling no more anger, pulling the jacket closer. Rolling John's words in my head again I felt guilty for not seeing Meg be freed from the demon. I wonder who freed her, was it John? I wished I was three, to hold her, to have a sister again. My heart seized and hot tears pricked the corners of my eyes.

Why didn't I listen to her? Why didn't I wait? If I had she wouldn't have become one of the demons children. She wouldn't be dead. I would have some normal life. I fingered the scars on my arm, wishing everything would be alright. Something brushed my mind, startling me. It felt like it came from the forest, shielding my thoughts I peered into the dark shadows near the trees.

"I've come to help you finish the job." a voice said behind me.

Spinning in the swing I saw Dean smile, a sawed off shot gun in his hands. The fading light making his eyes shine.

"Excuse me?" I said as he walked closer.

His smile became bigger as he sat on the swing next to mine and said, "You said you were going to kill yourself and this will make it faster."

He had the gun's handle lifter slightly towards me, a big smile on his face. Smiling back, I felt my stomach flutter and time seemed to stop. His green eyes searched my face, and I noticed when I looked closed enough his eyes were filled with an old hurt. Tell me your life, your pain I thought. Dropping my gaze I could still feel the happiness he gave me, burn inside me. I felt whole around him. Did he feel the same way?

"Julia.." he said softly.

Sucking in a breath I lifted me head slowly. Catching his gaze I waited for him to speak. But he never had a chance to say anything as something crashed through the trees behind us. Of course this would happen I thought. Leaping up, we both looked behind s at the forest. Nothing was there but I felt the hair on the back of my neck rise. This is what you get for thinking of letting whatever come after ya I thought, reminding myself of the conversation with Amy.

Another loud noise, closer this time, made Dean and I turn to leave. Backs facing the dark forest, something come out and at the same time Dean yelled,

"MOVE!"

My ears buzzed from him yelling but we bolted for the road, which was 50 feet away. We won't make it I thought. Dean was readying the gun, cursing loudly as he looked behind us.

"I can't make the shot." he shouted to me.

Damn it, what is it? I thought. For a moment the only noise was our feet hitting the grass, our breathing, and the growl of the monster behind us. I got an idea.

"Give it to me!" I screamed, motioning for the sawed off shotgun.

Hesitating Dean held it closer before handing it to me, As soon as he let go I stopped, turning slightly to aim. The monster was a blur, I almost couldn't see it running full speed towards me.

"Julia!" Dean yelled.

Blocking Deans yells out I thought, This is for Amy.

BANG

One bullet. It staggered slightly. And this, I thought, is for messing up my time with Dean. I hit the trigger again. The bullet hit its mark, right between the demon's eyes. Lurching forward the thing landed at my feet. "Beat you to it bitch." I yelled, heart thumping loudly but feeling triumphant.

Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
I Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame

Bending down I studied the demon, the light from the post barely enough to show em what it was. My stomach turned, my thought to Amy had come true. Note to self don't connect to a person who has opened the door to the otherworld. The demon's body was like a large cat, its skin like scales until you got up close and it was clear fur.

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

"What is it?" Dean asked standing over my shoulder.

"An Arkaus; a fairly easy demon to kill. Only if you know what you are doing. The skin is fur, not scales and is clear to reflect its surroundings." I touched the soft fur, "When you open the Door this is usually the first thing to come out. The Arkaus will hunt down whoever opened the door and feast upon them to become stronger."

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe

It was silent and I looked up to see Dean starting at e. Shifting under his gaze my thumb grazed the bullet hole between its eyes. I gasped softly as my thumb touched its acidic blood. Standing up I looked at Dean, ignoring the pain, hoping he didn't see the wound.

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

"How did you know all that?" he asked

"I read." I teased, the pain fading.

"And the shooting? Did you read about that as well?" he said glancing at the Arkaus ten catching my gaze.

Laughing I shook my head. I hadn't had a good laugh in a long time and it felt strange. I quickly stopped as I noticed Dean watching me with a soft look. I warmed under his gaze and I shifted my feet to leave. What is he doing I thought.

"We should go..." I started turning back to Dean.

He was closer to me, and slowly he reached out a hand to cup my chin. Tilting my head upwards he bent down and kissed me.

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me