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Chapter 14

Bobby wiped his face and got up to change the cloth on Lark's forehead when he noticed her breathing was getting faster and she was starting to twitch like she was waking up. He hurried from the room to the brother's bedroom and called to them.

"Boys I think she's trying to wake up." he said quickly and headed back to the other bedroom.

Sam and Dean jerked awake and stumbled from their beds, down the hall to the other bedroom still half asleep. Both rubbed the sleep from their eyes and tried to focus on Bobby and then Lark.

"She's starting to move around." Bobby told them as he sat down on the far side of the bed beside Lark and took her hand.

"Lark, hey kid c'mon, you can do it." Dean called sitting on the bed while Sam sat in the chair. He took her hand and rubbed her arm hoping to rouse her.

They watched as her body started shaking and she began to moan softly as her head rolled from side to side. Sweat broke out across her forehead and ran down the side of her head wetting the pillow. Dean held her shoulders down as she seemed to convulse and arch her back pushing against his hands.

"Lark! Lark wake up!" Dean demanded loudly.

"Lark! Follow our voices!" Sam called leaning closer to her head. "We're here Lark! You can do this, keep following our voices."

"C'mon kid, we're here waiting for you. You had us worried. Don't let this beat you, you're stronger than this thing, keep fighting." Dean told her trying to keep the conversation going.

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I stabbed the knife deeply into my stomach and felt the world around me suddenly shift as I fell to my knees looking one more time to my parents before closing my eyes and slumping onto my grandparent's graves. Mist swirled around me and I felt like I was tumbling uncontrollably through space. I couldn't tell what was up or down or where I was as my body continued to fall. Voices that seemed far away called out to me trying to guide me back. I tried to concentrate on where the voices were coming from and finally felt a heaviness and the need to breath. My eyes popped open and I sucked in as much air as I could while trying to sit up but was being held down. I started to struggle not seeing or realizing what was going on.

"Lark, hey it's ok, calm down." Dean was telling me as he helped me sit up. "You gotta slow your breathing or you'll hyper ventilate. Can you understand me?"

I was panting hard and blinking fast trying to clear my vision. I finally was able to make out the concerned faces of Dean and Sam on one side of the bed and Bobby on the other side. Still confused and trying to wrap my mind around what had happened, I reached for Bobby and let him wrap his strong arms around me. I couldn't look at the brothers as tears spilled out of my eyes. Dean started to reach for me but I shunned away from him. I couldn't face them right now, it was too much.

"Why don't you give her a few minutes?" Bobby told Dean and Sam when he felt my body trembling as I buried my face into his chest.

"We'll go start some coffee." Dean said getting up.

"I'll see what I can find to fix to eat." Sam added as he got up to follow Dean.

"It's ok lass, we're alone now." Bobby told me brushing my hair down and away from my face. "You're gonna be ok now."

"Am...I...I...Back?" I finally forced out around my sobs.

"Yeah kid, you're back. You had us scared there, but I knew you could find your way back."

"So tired."

"Why don't you try and rest?"

"No! A...Sle...lp...to long."

"Ok, that's fine, why don't ya just lay down here and I'll stay with ya." Bobby said softly, pushing me away from him and back on the bed. "Dean got your email and they went to find you. That was smart lass, but you shouldn't have tried to take on a djinn by yerself. I should tan yer hide for that." he fussed at me.

I tried to smile at him, knowing he was trying to make me feel better. My breathing finally slowed but I couldn't seem to stop my body from trembling and I felt like I was on fire. Bobby pulled blankets up over me and took a wet cloth to wipe my face as I watched his every move never taking my eyes off him.

"Here think ya can drink a little water?" he asked opening a bottle and helping me sit up enough to sip some. "Good girl, you've been running a high fever. I'll have Dean get you some meds and now that yer're awake I'm hoping it'll go down." he continued to talk to me.

I sipped more water greedily, feeling my body needed the fluids until he pulled it away. I looked hurt toward him wanting more.

"Need to take it easy, don't wanna make yerself sick now do you?" he asked looking toward the door as Dean stepped back into the room.

"I made some hot tea for her." he said holding out the cup.

I turned away from Dean not wanting to see him just yet. After what I had been through, I couldn't face the brothers right now, it was too painful and too much of a reminder of what I gave up. It still upset me to have the brothers at odds and not speaking in that dream world. I still didn't know what that was all about but I got the feeling it concerned me.

"I'll take that son." Bobby told him getting up to take the cup. "She just needs a little time." he whispered to Dean when he saw the hurt look on his face.

"I'll just be downstairs with Sam." he said quietly turning to leave. "He's fixing her some soup if you think she can eat some."

"Sounds good son, make sure you two eat something too." Bobby reminded him. "Dean brought you some tea lass; he cooled it down enough for you to drink. Even put a straw in it for you."

I moved up a little in the bed and let him adjust my pillows to prop me up before letting Bobby press my hands around the cup. It trembled in my hands but I got the straw up to my mouth and sucked in the warm liquid. I could feel it warm all the way to my stomach, as I swallowed the tea.

"My parents were there Bobby. They were alive...I got to talk to them, hug them...I cleaned my Mom's fridge and help my Dad wash their cars..." I got out before my throat constricted and I let out a sob. "It seemed so real for me." I said quietly as my eyes filled with unshed tears. "I wanted to stay Bobby, I did."

"That's what djinn does. They search your mind and find your deepest desires so you'll want to stay and they can drain you."

"It wasn't all good either. Sam was right, there was bad there too and my memories were all jumbled and mixed up." I said sadly. "I think I need a shower."

"Ya sure yer ready to get up?"

"Yes, tell Sam and Dean...I just need some time to come to terms with everything." I told him getting up and getting my balance before fumbling around in my bag for clean clothes. I hugged them to my chest and made my way down the hall to the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me.

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"How is she Bobby?" Sam asked as he stirred the soup he was heating up for Lark.

"She's taking a shower right now. This hit her pretty hard; just give her a little time to process it all." Bobby told them as he poured a cup of coffee.

"Did she tell you anything?" Dean asked wondering what her dream world could of been.

"Her parents were there, that's about all I know." Bobby signed dropping into a chair beside Dean.

"Her dead parents?" Dean questioned.

"I think we were too from her comment when I went in." Sam added pouring the soup into a mug and grabbing some crackers. "I'll just take this up and leave it for her."

Sam headed for the stairs and paused outside Lark's bedroom looking in to be sure she wasn't there. He went in and put the soup on the nightstand along with the sleeve of crackers hoping she would eat something. He heard what sounded like soft sobs coming from the bathroom and cautiously walked toward the bathroom door.

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I leaned back against the door and stared at the person in the mirror looking back at me. I saw a pale face with haunted eyes, greasy, dirty hair that hung around her face, rumbled, dusty clothes that hug on her body and a tremble in the hand that was raised to push her hair from her face. I let my body slide down to the floor and hugged my knees as soft sobs escaped from my lips. I didn't stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks as I tried to quiet my crying.

"Lark are you ok?" a soft voice asked from behind the door.

I recognized it as Sam and quickly wiped the tears from my face and coughed trying to clear my throat. "I'm fine." I finally got out pushing myself from the floor.

"I left some soup in your room." Sam told me. "If you want to talk about anything...Well...I'm here for you, so is Dean. We both care about you."

"Ok Sam." I answered listening to be sure he left. I could hear his footsteps fade away and went to the shower to turn on the water. I didn't like others seeing me this way; I don't like to appear weak to others. I usually kept my emotions hidden from others and showed a tough woman appearance. It was the only way to get respect if you were a female hunter. I stripped out of my dirty clothes and adjusted the temperature of the water before stepping under the spray. I let the hot water pour over my head and brushed my hair back letting it get wet before taking some shampoo that was on the shelf to wash the dirt out of it. I massaged in conditioner into my clean hair then picked up a bar of soap to wash my body.

I looked at the bruises on my arm where the IV had been and carefully ran the soap over it cleansing the wound. I stood under the spray and let it beat on my trembling body for a few minutes before turning it off. I reached for a towel wrapped it around my wet hair before taking another to dry my body. I stepped out and put on clean clothes before unwrapping my hair and running my fingers through it. I might not feel much better but at least I looked and smelled better. I glanced out into the hall before slipping out and walking down to my bedroom. I found the mug of soup Sam had left and picked it up taking a sip of the warm liquid. I know both of the brothers meant well but this was something I was going to have to come to terms with on my own.

I packed my bag but stopped as a dizzy spell hit, letting it pass before shouldering the bag and sneaking down the hall and down the stairs. I could hear voices coming from the kitchen and was careful to skip the step that squeaked until I was at the bottom. Taking a deep breath and knowing I needed to do this, made my way to the door slipping outside as quietly as I could.

My truck was parked behind the Impala thankfully and I got in, settling my bag in the seat beside me. I inserted the key in the ignition and started to crank him when a tapping made me jump and stop me. I looked through the side window and saw Dean standing there looking at me with a questioning look on his face. 'Shit', I thought closing my eyes for a moment before rolling the window down knowing I couldn't ignore him.

"Going somewhere?" Dean asked arching an eyebrow and cocking his head the way he did when he knew the answer but was waiting for me to reply.

"I can't stay here Dean, I'm sorry, I need some space...It's just..." I tried to tell him but not able to put it into words.

"It's ok kid, I understand. If you need or want to talk about it, Sammy and me, either one of us are good listeners. You don't have to do it all alone Lark. Sam and me both care about you. You're our family now and family takes care of each other. Will you at least call me so I know you're ok?"

"Yeah, I can do that." I said giving him a brief smile. "Thanks Dean for everything and tell Sam thanks too."

"You just be careful out there and know Sam and me are there for you if you need us." he said stepping back as I cranked my truck.

I gave Dean a nod before backing up and heading down the driveway toward the road. I have to admit, Dean surprised me by letting me go. I looked back and stopped for a moment when I saw Sam standing with Dean watching me drive away. I gave a small wave to them and got one in return before driving away.

I would keep my word and call him later after I came to terms with what had happened to me. Losing my parents the first time was tough on me and having to lose them again hurt just as much if not more. I would grieve and come to terms with the dream world I was in and move on from it. It felt good to know that they thought of me as family. My heart swelled with that thought. There were still monsters out there and people to save, so I needed to get my head on straight and carry on.

The End

A/N: Well my dear readers this story has ended and I hope that you have enjoyed the read and you have been entertained. I hope to have another Lark story some time in the future, suggestions welcome. Is there anything you would like? You can let me know in review or pm me. Reviews are welcome, please leave one. NC