Author's note: I do not own anything having to do with Supernatural, only Leah belongs to me. Just a reminder SUPERNATURAL signifies a break in time. This was going to be my first original chapter for this story but it ended up being way too short, so I added it to the beginning of the episode Shadow in hopes that an extra long chapter would save me from being burnt at the stake ;) As always please remember to ~Read and Review~

Chapter 16

General Point of View

"We need some help over here!" Dean yelled as he carried an unconscious Leah into the emergency room.

"What happened?" a nurse asked coming over to meet him.

"She was stabbed," Sam answered.

"Julie page Dr. Stone to the ER and tell him we have a stab victim," the nurse said as she helped Dean lay Leah on a gurney.

"She's not a victim she has a name!" Dean yelled as he watched his sister being wheeled off.

The brothers anxiously waited for what seemed like an eternity before someone finally came to fill them in.

"Family for Miss Simmons," Dr. Stone called out.

"That's us," Sam said standing to meet the doctor. Dean had almost forgotten the name they had used all he could think about was the guilt he felt.

"What's your relation to the patient?" he asked.

"We're her brothers, is she ok?" Dean asked.

"She must have an angel watching over, the knife missed all major organs and we were able to stop the bleeding. She has some internal stitches that will dissolve on their own and only about ten or so external stitches."

"But…" Sam asked picking up on the apprehensive look on the doctor's face.

"She did lose a great deal of blood and with her rare blood type…I'm afraid we are a small facility, we already have a call out to the closest hospital but the sooner she gets a transfusion the less chance she has for complications."

"Complications?" Dean asked with concern.

"Wait, I can donate we have the same blood type," Sam stated.

"Are you positive?" Dr. Stone asked.

"One hundred percent, she did the same thing for me when we were in middle school," Sam answered remembering back to one of his first hunts and how badly it had turned out.

"Excellent, please come with me," Dr. Stone instructed and led Sam further into the hospital leaving Dean by himself.

He contemplated whether or not to go find where they were keeping Leah, he needed to see she was ok with his own two eyes but decided to wait until Sam got back and they would go together. So instead he took out his cell phone and called his father only to get the all too familiar voicemail recording.

"This is John Winchester, I can't be reached. If this is an emergency call my son Dean 555-8976 or my daughter Leah 555-1160, they can help."

"Hey dad look I know Le called when I was in the hospital and you weren't able to make it but it's Leah dad. We are at the Hibbing town hospital in Minnesota; if you get this please come she is going to need you."

Leah's Point of View

I woke up in the middle of a field full of poppies and for a second I thought I was in the Wizard of Oz.

"Hello?" I called out, "Sam?...Dean?"

I tried to remember how I got there and it all came back to me; hillbillies who hunt people, Sam and Dean in cages, and me getting stabbed…twice. I lifted my shirt to check the wound but there was nothing there.

"Oh God am I dead?" I exclaimed.

"No sweetheart you aren't," I heard a woman laugh.

"Who's there?" I yelled getting ready to fight.

That's when she appeared in front of me glowing like an angel.

"Mom?"

"My beautiful baby girl," she smiled.

"But…but how?" I asked with tears streaming down my face.

"I called in a few favors, this is not your time Leah you have a bright future ahead of you and work left to do."

"Can't I stay with you?" I cried.

"Oh baby," she sighed as she pulled me into a hug, "I need you to take good care of your brothers they are going to need you."

I clung onto her for dear life, the first time I could remember being able to hug my mom. I breathed in deeply and my nose was met by the smell of strawberries and her hair was as soft as silk. She let me go, kissed the top of my head and turned to walk away.

"No please come back," I begged trying to run after her.

"I love you," was the last thing I heard before she disappeared.

"Mommy?...Mom!"

General Point of View

Being able to use the blood Sam had donated the doctors were able to do the transfusion, now the only thing to do was to wait for Leah to wake up. Dean and Sam each had a chair on either side of her bed as they waited.

"This was too close," Dean whispered.

Sam just nodded in agreement as he held on to Leah's hand.

"Mmm," Leah moaned.

With an instant both brothers were out of their chairs and standing over her.

"That's it wake up," Dean cooed as he stoked her cheek with his thumb.

Leah's Point of View

"Mom?" I called out opening my eyes.

Sam and Dean shared a look of sorrow and concern.

"It's just us freckles," Sam said sadly while rubbing circles on the back of my hand he was still holding.

"Don't ever scare me like that again," Dean said pulling me into a hug.

"I'm sorry," I whispered into his shoulder.

"Just be lucky Sam is here," Dean replied.

"I am," I smiled letting go of Dean to hug an impatiently waiting Sam, "But can I ask why?"

"I was able to return the favor," Sam answered.

"Huh?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Don't worry about, how are you feeling?" Sam asked searching my eyes for any indication of pain.

"A little fuzzy," I answered truthfully.

"It's probably all the medication they have you on but I'm going to get the doctor and let him know you are awake," Dean stated and then left the room.

"Hey Sammy," I said unsure on how to bring this up.

"Yeah," he answered sitting on the side of my bed.

"I need to ask you something…did…I mean how…" I started but didn't know how to even form it into a question.

"What's going on?" he asked worriedly.

"Smells are a memory trigger and I was just wondering…I mean if you can, do you remember what mom used to smell like?" I asked finally.

"Strawberry shortcake," Dean answered from the doorway.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath picturing her in that field I was in as a smile formed across my face.

"Why do you ask?" Sam questioned not wanting to push me too much since I was willingly talking about our mom.

"Just wondering," I shrugged.

Four days later

"Guys please just go," I pleaded.

"What…where?" Sam asked.

"Anywhere, you haven't left me alone since I woke up and I love you for it but I'm going insane you need to go," I answered.

"Well tough," Dean smirked putting his feet up on my bed.

"If I promise not to check myself out will you go?" I tried again.

I saw Dean and Sam share a look as if they were having a mini conversation without words.

"Fine," Dean grunted getting up and putting his jacket on.

"Stay put please," Sam said sternly before kissing me on the top of the head and following Dean out the door.

"Finally," I smiled turning the TV on and flipping through a few channels before finding a movie to watch.

Somehow Sam managed to keep Dean out for two whole hours, just enough time for me to watch my movie. It had just ended when they walked back into the room to see me crying.

"I told you we shouldn't have left," Dean said to Sam before coming over to console me.

"What happened? Are you in pain?" Sam asked.

"I w-w-ant a N-N-Noah," I cried.

"We brought you pie and decent coffee and those chick magazines you like," Dean said pulling everything out of the bag they brought back with them hoping to put a smile on my face.

"But I can't believe it he built the house even though he never knew if she was coming back and she did but she forgot everything but he never gave up on her and they died together," I rambled on through the few tears that were coming out.

"Babe, what the hell are you talking about?" Sam asked completely confused.

"I want to find my Noah," I replied more calmly then I had before.

"What's a Noah?" Dean asked just as confused if not more so than Sam.

"I was watching The Notebook," I answered as I took a bite of the pie he had brought me.

"All this over a movie?" Dean asked incredulously.

"You should have told him Noah was some kind of car, I'm sure he would have gone out and bought it for you," Sam laughed.

"So when do I get out of here?" I asked.

"When the doctor says so," Sam replied.

"Oh come on Dean got to check himself out when he was dying and as far as I know I'm not dying anytime soon so…" I said.

"So we wait and hear from the doctor," Dean finished as there was a knock at the door.

"Miss Simmons, how are you feeling?" Dr. Stone asked walking into the room and looking over my chart.

"As good as new," I replied earning looks from both brothers that told me if I was lying I was going to pay.

"Well all your numbers look good…any discomfort around the wound?"

"It's sore but nothing unbearable," I shrugged.

"Then I guess it's your lucky day, I'll get you a prescription for some pain killers just in case and then you will be free to go," Dr. Stone smiled shaking my hand before exiting the room.

SUPERNATURAL- One week later

"I'm still not sure about this," Dean sighed as we pulled down one of the side roads in Chicago.

"Sammy took my stitches out this morning, I'm fine De I promise," I tried.

"Fine as when you told dad you were fine and needed surgery or you promise as when you went into the house alone and got stabbed," Dean scoffed.

"Dean either she comes with us and we can watch her or you leave her all alone in a motel room where I'm sure she can find some kind of trouble to get into," Sam said.

"I still don't like this," Dean mumbled as he parked the car.

He hadn't let me out of his sight since I left the hospital, only when I took a shower did I get away from him and even then he stood right outside the bathroom door.

"Alright so this is the place," Sam said getting out of the car.

We found the lady that owned the apartment building, told her we were with the alarm company and she let us into the girl's apartment.

"Thanks for letting us look around," I smiled as she opened the door.

"Well the police said they were done with the place so…" she stated and led us into the next room that had blood everywhere, "You three said you were with the alarm company?"

"That's right," Dean nodded.

"Well no offense but your alarm is about as useless as boobs on a man."

I couldn't help but laugh, "Well that's why we are here maybe we can find out what went wrong so we can stop it from happening again."

"Now ma'am you found the body?" Sam asked.

"Yeah."

"Right after it happened?" Sam asked again.

"No a few days later, Meredith's work called she hadn't showed up, I knocked on her door and that's when I noticed the smell."

"Any windows open…any sign of a break-in?" Dean asked.

"Nope windows were locked, front door was bolted and the chain was even on it we had to cut it just to get in."

"And the alarm was still on?" I asked.

"Like I said bang up job your company is doing."

"You see any overturned furniture, broken glass…any signs of a struggle?" Dean asked.

"Everything was in perfect condition, except Meredith."

"And what condition was Meredith in?" Sam asked and I had to refrain from rolling my eyes did he not see the blood stains everywhere.

"Meredith was all over…in pieces. The guy who killed her must have been some kind of a whack job but I'll tell you if I didn't know any better I would have said a wild animal did it."

"Ma'am you mind if we take sometime and give this place a once over?" Sam asked clearly trying to get her out of the apartment.

"No go right ahead, knock yourselves out," she replied before heading back downstairs.

"So the killer walks in and out of the apartment, no weapons, no prints, nothing," Dean concluded.

"I'm telling you the minute I found that article I knew this was our kind of gig," Sam said.

"Think I agree with you," I said as the EMF reader started beeping.

"You said you talked to the cops?" Sam asked me.

"Yeah nothing we don't already know except one thing, Meredith's heart was missing," I answered.

"Her heart?" Sam questioned.

"Yup."

"Landlady said it looked like an animal attack, werewolf?" Dean asked.

"No the lunar cycles not right," I replied.

"See if you can find any masking tape," Dean said as he stared intently at the blood on the floor.

"Here," Sam said tossing him a roll.

Dean started connecting the blood spots with the tape like a weird version of connect the dots.

"Ever see that symbol before?" Dean asked.

"Actually no," I answered.

"Me either," Sam added.

SUPERNATURAL

"So I talked to the bartender," Dean said coming back over to our table where Sam was flipping through dad's journal and I was re-reading the articles.

"Did you get her number?" I asked without looking up.

"I'm a professional and I am offended that you would think that," Dean stated and then started to smile, "Alright yeah."

"You mind doing a little thinking with your upstairs brain Dean," Sam said shaking his head.

"There's nothing to find out, Meredith worked here she waited tables, everyone here are friends, she didn't do or say anything weird before she died. What about that symbol did you find anything?" Dean asked.

"Nope it wasn't in dad's journal or any of the usual books," Sam answered.

"I told you that earlier," I added.

"Well there was a first victim before Meredith right?" Dean asked.

"Yeah his name was Ben last month he was found mutilated in his town house. Same deal the door was locked and alarm was on," I replied.

"Any connection between the two of them?" Dean asked.

"Not that we can tell," I sighed, "Ben was a banker, Meredith was a waitress, they never met, didn't have any mutual friends, they practically lived in different worlds."

Sam suddenly got up from the table and walked across the bar.

"Sam?" I asked following him with my eyes but he didn't answer.

I saw some blonde girl with short hair give him a hug and I wanted to go investigate but of course that meant Dean following me because God forbid I walked ten feet away from him.

"Gosh Sam what are the odds we would run into each other?" she asked as I stood next to Sam.

"Yeah I know I thought I would never see you again," Sam replied.

"Well I'm glad you were wrong," she flirted.

I cleared my throat loudly wanting Sam to introduce us.

"Honey, cover your mouth," she said looking at me.

"I'm sorry Meg this is my sister Leah and brother Dean," Sam said pointing to each of us.

"This is Leah?" she asked.

"So you've heard of me," I smiled.

"Oh yeah I've heard of you, how you treat your brother like shit," Meg scoffed.

"I'm sorry?" I asked trying to refrain myself from hitting her right then and there.

"Why don't you just let him do what he wants to do? Who died and made you queen bitch?" she retorted.

"You," I answered as I tried to take a swing at her but Dean held me back and Sam stepped in front of me.

"Meg it's alright," Sam said putting his hands up.

"Ok…awkward…we're going to go get a drink," Dean said pulling me away.

"Get off me," I said trying to shrug him off.

"Once I know you won't turn around and deck her," Dean replied keeping his hands firmly placed on my shoulders.

"He is seriously taking that bitches number?!" I exclaimed looking back over to where Sam was standing.

"Ok guess we are going to wait outside for him," Dean said leading me towards the exit and Sam met up with us once we reached the door.

"Who the hell was she?" I yelled.

"I don't know I only met her once but meeting up with her again…I don't know it's weird," Sam answered as we walked towards the car.

"And what was she saying, I treat you like shit? So you were bitching about me to some random bitch?" I asked.

"I'm sorry it was when we had that huge fight when I tried to find dad in California but listen…"

"Well is there any truth to what she's saying, do I stop you from doing whatever it is you want to do?" I yelled interrupting him.

"No of course not, now would you listen," Sam yelled back.

"What?" I asked infuriated by the whole ordeal.

"I think there is something strange going on here, like our kind of strange, like maybe even a lead," Sam answered.

"Why do you say that?" Dean asked finally speaking up.

"I met Meg weeks ago literally on the side of the road and now I run into her in a random Chicago bar, I mean the same bar where a waitress was slaughtered by something supernatural, you don't think that's a little weird?"

"Random coincidence, it happens," Dean shrugged.

"Or she could be supernatural and I could kill her," I mentioned.

"Don't get too excited Leah I could be wrong I'm just saying there is something about this girl that I can't quite put my finger on," Sam continued.

"Maybe she's not a suspect maybe you've got a thing for her. Maybe you have been thinking a little too much with your upstairs brain," Dean smirked.

"Do me a favor and see if there really is a Meg Masters from Andover, Massachusetts and see if you can't dig anything up on that symbol from Meredith's apartment."

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

"I'm going to watch Meg," Sam answered.

"Yeah you are," Dean laughed patting him on the back.

"Didn't know you were into bitches," I mumbled.

SUPERNATURAL

"Hey," Sam answered his phone.

"Let me guess your lurking outside her apartment," I said into my cell phone.

"No…yes."

"You've got a funny way of showing your affection."

"You find anything on her or what?"

"Unfortunately for me she checks out. There is a Meg Masters in the Andover phonebook; I even pulled up her high school picture. Now why don't you grab a few condoms that Dean keeps hidden under the front seat, go knock on her door and don't come back until you aren't so broody."

"What about the symbol any luck?" he asked ignoring me.

"Yeah that I did have luck with, it's very old school like two thousand years before Christ old school. It's a symbol for a Davea."

"What's a Davea?"

"It translates to demon of darkness, and they are animalistic savages, kind of like demonic pit bulls. Here's the thing though this Davea's have to be summoned or conjured."

"So someone has been controlling it?"

"Yeah and from what I can tell it's pretty risky business too, they tend to bite the hand that feed them."

"What do they look like?"

"Nobody knows, nobody has seen one for a couple of millennia but summoning a demon that ancient, somebody really knows there stuff. I think we have a major player in town. Now like I said don't come back until you have some fun."

"Bite me."

"No bite her, just don't leave teeth marks just enough so…" I said until I looked at my phone and saw he ended the call, "He hung up on me!"

"How did you know about my secret stash?" Dean asked.

"Oh please," I said rolling my eyes.

"I thought you didn't like this Meg chick," Dean inquired.

"I don't but knowing Sam he hasn't gotten any since he was with Jessica and we could really use a happy Sam," I answered.

"You're sick you know that," Dean snorted.

"Hey I meant to ask you guys…did anyone call dad while I was in the hospital?" I asked and knew my answer as Dean shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Le I…" he started but I cut him off.

"It's not big deal," I smiled hoping he wouldn't see right through it but I knew he did, "I am going to lie down for awhile."

"You alright?" he asked as he watched me curl myself into a ball under the covers with my back to him.

"Just tired," I lied with a silent tear rolling down my cheek.

I really must have been tired because I woke up the next morning to Sam and Dean talking.

"So hot little Meg is summoning the Davea," Dean said.

"So I can kill her?" I asked groggily rolling over to face them.

"We didn't mean to wake you," Sam said apologetically.

"It's fine, what's this about Meg summoning it?" I asked propping myself up by my elbow.

"It looks like she was using a black altar to control the thing," Sam answered.

"Tell her about the bowl," Dean said.

"Bowl?" I questioned.

"She was talking into it the way witches used to scribe into crystal balls, she was communicating with someone."

"With who the Davea?"

"No you said those things were savages this was someone else, someone who is giving her orders, someone who is coming to that warehouse," Sam replied.

"Holy crap," Dean mumbled and started flipping through folders that were on the table.

"What?" I asked.

"I got the complete records for the two victims and we missed something the first time. The old man spent his whole like in Chicago but look where he was born," Dean said handing the folder to Sam.

"Lawrence, Kansas," Sam read.

"And Meredith the second victim turns out she was adopted, guess where she was born, that's right same place, Lawrence," Dean continued.

"Holy crap," I breathed out.

"I mean it is where the demon killed mom, where everything started, so you think Meg is tied up with the demon?" Sam questioned.

"Then would I be able to kill her?" I asked trying not to think about the fact we could be very close to finally meeting up with the thing that killed our mother.

"No but I say we trash that black altar, grab Meg and have ourselves a little friendly interrogation," Dean replied.

"No we can't, we shouldn't tip her off. We have to stake out that warehouse and see who…or what is showing up to meet her," Sam disagreed.

"I'll tell you one thing, I don't think we should do this alone," I said as I got out of bed, grabbed the address of the warehouse off the table and called my dad.

"Hey dad, we think we have a serious lead on the thing that killed mom. The address is 1435 West Erie in Chicago, Illinois."

"That was a short message," Sam stated as I hung up.

"Nothing else to say," I shrugged.

SUPERNATURAL

"Big night," Dean commented as he loaded his shotgun.

"God, can you imagine if we actually found that damn thing?" Sam asked excitedly as he checked his own gun.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves and what do you think you are doing?" Dean said as he took my gun.

"Getting ready," I answered as if it was the most obvious thing.

"You're not going," Dean said simply.

"Excuse me?" I exclaimed.

"We don't know what we are up against, you are not one hundred percent and I said no," Dean replied.

"If this is the fucking thing that killed mom and Jess I'm not sitting this one out. Take all my weapons if you want but then I'll be going in unarmed," I threatened.

"What if this was all over with tonight? I would sleep for a month, go back to school just be a person again," Sam said as if he didn't hear Dean and I arguing right in front of him.

"You're going back to school?" I asked once I realized what he said.

"Yeah once we're done hunting the thing," Sam answered, "Why is there something wrong with that?"

"Nope good for you," I replied sarcastically.

"Well what are you going to do once it's over?" Sam asked me.

"It's never going to be over Sam, there's always going to be something else out there."

"But there's got to be something you want for yourself," Sam said.

"Yeah I don't want you to leave the second this thing is over!" I screamed.

"Sam, why do you think I came and got you from Stanford in the first place?" Dean asked.

"Because dad and Leah were in trouble, cause you wanted to find the thing that killed mom," Sam replied.

"Yeah there's that but I wanted us to be together again, to be a family again. You weren't there listening to her cry in the bathroom at night when she thought dad and I were asleep because of how much she missed you. You weren't there when she had surgery or when we had to patch dad up in the backseat of the Impala because he refused for us to take him to the hospital. Sam I know you two argue, you always have and you probably always will but please think twice before walking out on your family again," Dean declared.

"I don't want to hunt, I never have. When this is all over you two are going to have to let me go my own way," Sam said.

SUPERNATURAL

We snuck into the warehouse and heard Meg chanting in what sounded like broken Latin. We hid behind some old crates with our guns aimed at her while we waited to see who was going to show up.

"Guys hiding is a little childish don't you think?" Meg asked not turning around.

"Well that didn't go as planned," I whispered.

"Why don't you come out," she asked.

We stood up from where we were hiding and walked towards her without lowering our gun, Sam and Dean both slightly in front of me.

"Sam I have to say this puts a real crimp in our relationship."

"Yeah tell me about it," he scoffed.

"So where's your little Davea friend?" Dean asked.

"Around but that shotgun's not going to do much good."

"Don't worry sweetheart, shotguns not for the demon," Dean smirked.

"Who's coming? Who are you waiting for?" I asked.

"You," she replied as I felt something hit me across the face and everything go black.

I came too tied to a pole in the warehouse with Sam tied on the pole to the right of me and Dean tied to the pole on the left.

"Look who woke up to join the party," Meg said as I opened my eyes.

"Sam, don't take this the wrong way but your girlfriend's a bitch," I smirked.

"This whole thing was a trap, running into you at the bar, following you here, hearing what you had to say, it was all a set up wasn't it and that the victims were from Lawrence?" Sam asked.

"It doesn't mean anything it was just to draw you in that's all."

"You killed those two people for nothing?" Sam questioned.

"Baby I've killed a lot more for a lot less."

"You trapped us; good for you it's Miller time, why don't you kill us already?" Dean asked.

"Not very quick on the uptake are we, this trap isn't for you."

"Dad, it's a trap for dad," I realized.

"Oh sweetheart your dumber than you look because even if dad was in town, which he is not, he wouldn't walk into something like this he's too good," Dean smiled.

"He is pretty good I'll give you that but you see," she said standing over top of me and crouching down to look me in the eyes, "he has one weakness."

"Yeah what's that?" I asked.

"Well his two sons and his little girl," she answered playing with the charm on my necklace, "He lets his guard down around you, lets his emotions cloud his judgment and I happen to know he is in town and he will try and save you and the Davea will kill all of you nice, slow and messy."

"Get away from her," Dean growled.

"It's going to take more than some shadow to kill my dad," I promised.

"Oh the Davea is in the room right now, the shadow is the only part you can see."

"I said get away from her," Dean yelled.

"You know Sam," she smiled as she crawled over to Sam and sat on his lap, "I saw you watching me, changing in my apartment, it turned you on didn't it?"

What Meg didn't know was that while I was keeping her busy answering questions Sam was busy cutting his ropes so her answer was him head butting her.

"Sam the altar," I yelled.

He pulled him self up and flipped the table over destroying everything on top. Meg was dragged by an invisible force to the window before being thrown out it and landing on the sidewalk below.

"You alright?" Sam asked as he cut me loose.

"Yeah I'm getting used to be knocked out," I replied.

"Hey Sam next time you want to get laid find a girl who isn't so buckets of crazy," Dean said as he cut himself loose.

SUPERNATURAL

"Why didn't you just leave that stuff in the car?" I asked as Sam insisted on bringing the weapons bag into our motel room.

"I said it before and I'll say it again better safe than sorry," he answered.

Dean unlocked our door and immediately pushed me behind him when he noticed someone in our room.

"Hey!" he yelled and Sam turned the lights on to reveal my dad standing in our room.

"Daddy!" I exclaimed pushing past Dean and jumping into his arms like a little kid. At that moment in time I could care less if he never came to the hospital or never called me back he was here in front of me alive.

"Hey little girl," he said as he hugged me back before putting me down and taking my chin in his hand, "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine daddy," I replied with the first genuine smile on my face in a long time.

"Hey boys."

"Dad," Dean sighed and walked over to hug him.

"Hi Sam," dad nodded at him.

"Hey dad."

"Dad it was a trap I didn't know, I'm sorry," I said trying to break the tension in the room.

"It's alright I thought it might have been."

"You were there?" Dean asked.

"Yeah I got there just in time to see the girl take the swan dive, she was the bad guy right?"

"Yes sir," Dean and I answered simultaneously.

"Good, well it doesn't surprise me it has tried to stop before."

"The demon has?" Sam asked.

"It knows I'm close, it knows I'm going to kill it not just exorcise it or send it back to hell, actually kill it. I'm sorry for leaving you little girl but it was no longer safe and I knew your brother would take care of you."

"He has, they both have," I answered and seeing Sam and Dean trying to hide their smiles.

"Listen Sammy last time we were together we had one hell of a fight."

"Yes sir," Sam replied.

"It's good to see you again it's been a long time," dad said getting a little choked up.

"Too long," Sam agreed and they embraced each other.

"About time," I whispered to Dean who smiled and threw his arm around me.

As soon as Sam and dad broke apart something threw dad across the room and then Sam against the wall.

"Daddy!" I screamed.

"No!" Dean yelled at the same time.

I went to run to my dad when I felt claws ripping into my back. I could hear my dad screaming out in pain as I reached out trying to find Dean.

"Shut your eyes," Sam yelled as he lit a flare, "These things are shadow demons so lets light them up!"

"Sam get dad, I've got Leah," Dean yelled as I felt him scoop me up and run for the door.

"Daddy…Sam!" I screamed trying to look around Dean.

"There right behind us," Dean reassured me but I wouldn't stop screaming for them until I finally saw Sam helping dad a few feet behind us.

We made it out to the car and Dean set me down on the truck.

"Alright come on we don't have much time as soon as the flare is out they will be back," Sam said quickly as he threw the weapons bag in the backseat.

"Wait, dad you can't come with us," I said sadly.

"What? What are you talking about?" Sam asked.

"Little girl you're beat to hell," dad said taking my chin in his hand.

"We'll be alright," I said moving my head and holding back my tears.

"Leah we should stick together, it's what you have always wanted to go after this thing together!" Sam exclaimed.

"Sam we almost got dad killed in there!" I screamed, "Don't you understand they aren't going to stop, they are going to use us to get to him. I mean Meg was right he's…he's strong without us around."

"Dad no after all the time we spent looking for you, after everything that has happened, I have to be part of this fight," Sam pleaded.

"Sammy this fight is just starting and we are all going to have a part to play, you need to trust me, you need to let me go," dad instructed before looking over to Dean, "Keep them safe."

"Always," Dean nodded.

Sam helped me off the trunk and into the backseat as dad got into his truck and drove away.