A/N: Hey know it's been a while between updates but life is just so hectic and haven't been having a bit of writers block but I hope you's like this new chapter/episode so please review any thoughts, questions to help inspire me to continue this since so far I've loved writing Dean and Evelyn's crazy love story.
FAITH
Evie's POV
We just pulled up at the abandoned house that currently held two kids needing our help on the hunt we were on and jumped out of the Impala heading to the back of Baby grabbing the tasers out of the weapons trunk.
"What do you have those amped up to?" Sam asked as Dean double checked them.
"A hundred thousand volts" Dean replied holding one out to him.
"Damn" Sam said and I laughed.
"It's good, we need this Rawhead extra friggin crispy" Dean smiled nodding as he threw one back at me which I caught effortlessly from years of practice.
"Now, remember you only get one shot with these things, so make it count" Dean added closing the trunk and we headed in.
Dean was on point leading with his flashlight next to the taser so he could see what he was shooting with Sam and I right behind him as we headed down into the basement looking for any sign of the kids and this ugly bastard, we all turned though at a sound coming from one of the cardboards and approached it cautiously.
"On three" Dean said looking up at us as he grabbed the handle and we nodded. "One…two…three" he swung it open and two small shrieks of the missing boy and girl.
"Is it still here?" Sam asked them as I moved forward to help them out and they both nodded.
"Okay grab your sisters hand, come on we're gonna get you out of here" I told them leading them towards the stairs. "Let's go, let's go" I pushed them up the stairs looking around.
"Alright go, go" Dean said as we started up the stairs with Sam right behind me but he was grabbed and pulled down. "Sam!" Dean yelled then moved underneath the stairs and fired sparks going everywhere but missed. "Sam get them out of here!"
"Here take this!" Sam yelled back throwing Dean his taser.
"Go!" Sam ran up the stairs to where we were and grabbed the kids getting them out, I quickly descended the stairs right behind Dean and we both held up our flashlights looking for this son of a bitch practically back to back so that we weren't snuck up on. "Come on" Dean goaded it then was suddenly hit sending us both to the ground dropping our tasers and lights.
"Dean!" I looked around for my taser but couldn't see it anywhere and the thing was closing in on us again but looked up hearing splashing and saw Dean going for one of the dropped tasers then turned and fired. "NO Dean wait!" it was too late he'd shot the bastard but they were both standing in the water and the electric shock traveled into Dean as well and I couldn't do anything except watch Dean convulse before the current stopped and he slumped. "Dean!" I ran to him and dropped to my knees pulling him up.
"Dean, Dean!" Sam yelled running back down the stairs coming back to see what had happened and together we head up him trying to get a reaction but he wasn't conscious so I reached for my phone and called 911.
"Hello, hello we need an ambulance, please hurry!"
The ambulance came and took Dean away so we followed it back to the hospital along with two police officers who were curious on what had happened but I was numb following Sam like a lost solider.
"Sir I'm so sorry to ask, there doesn't seem to be any insurance on file" the nurse said.
"Right um…um" Sam replied grabbing his wallet out and handed her a fresh card. "Okay"
"Okay Mr Burkowitz" she nodded then we turned and saw the police waiting to question us so we turned and walked towards them.
"Look we can finish this up later" one of them said.
"No, no it's okay, we were just taking a shortcut through the neighborhood and our windows rolled down and we heard some screaming when we drove past the house and we stopped and ran in" Sam replied putting his arm around my shoulder.
"You found the kids in the basement?"
"Yeah" he agreed.
"Well thank god you did" the officer replied but I noticed the doctor come out and quickly turned walking towards him.
"Hey doc, is he…and-"
"He's resting" he replied making me frown. "The electrocution trigged a heart attack, pretty massive I'm afraid his heart is damaged" I choked back the sob and Sam pulled me into his side.
"How damaged?" Sam asked him.
"We've done all we can, we can try and make him comfortable at this point but I give him a couple of weeks at most, maybe a month" I fought back the tears that threatened to roll down my face.
"No, no there's got to be something you can do, some kind of treatment" Sam argued sounding as close to tears as I was.
"We can't work miracles" the doc argued. "I really am sorry" my head snapped up at that.
"You're sorry?" I spat and he looked down at me. "No that's bullshit, you have to fix him!" I yelled gaining attention. "What kind of doctor are you?!"
"Evie stop" Sam protested grabbing me and dragged me away before I got us kicked out.
"Let me go Sam!"
"Stop, none of this is going to help Dean"
"I don't care, I'm not going to sit here and watch him die, I won't…I can't lose him Sam"
"We're not going to, we're going to find something okay" I nodded biting back the tears as we walked into the room seeing Dean laying in his bed looking downright horrible flicking through channels.
"Have you ever actually watched day time television?" he asked us. "It's terrible" I frowned as Sam shook his head sighing.
"We talked to your doctor"
"That fabric softer teddy bear, oof I'm gonna hunt that little bitch down" I felt my anger rising again because he wasn't taking any of this seriously.
"Dean" Sam said and Dean finally looked up at us.
"Yeah" he said finally turning off the TV throwing the remote aside. "Alright well looks like you two are gonna leave town without me"
"What are you talking about, we're not going to leave you here" Sam replied before I could start.
"Hey you're going to take care of that car or I swear I'll haunt your asses" Dean said looking mostly at me and that was it.
"That's not funny Dean!" I spat at him moving towards him unable to stay back and pulled up a chair beside his bed cause I wasn't going anywhere and neither was he.
"Ah come on, it's a little funny" he quipped back but I shook my head looking down as I grasped his hand. "Come on Eve, Sam what can I say it's a dangerous gig, I drew the short straw that's it end of story"
"Dean please, don't talk like that"
"She's right, we still have options" Sam added.
"What options?" Dean asked looking up at him. "You's got burial or cremation and I know it's not easy but I'm gonna die and neither of you can stop it"
"Watch us" Sam and I replied at the exact same time then I ran out of the room cause I couldn't sit there and listen to him.
Sam left the hospital to get started on research but I couldn't and wandered the hospital without a destination in mind until I reached for my phone and scrolled through the contacts pausing my finger taking a deep breath before I pressed call and put the phone to my ear listening to it go straight to voicemail.
'This is John Winchester, I can't be reached, if this in an emergency call my son Dean (785) 555-0179, he can help' I sighed holding the phone to my forehead before it beeped signaling me to start my message, I'd never called him so far opting to leave it up to the boys but I…I had to try.
"John…we…we need you, it's Dean he uh…he's in the hospital and it's bad…Sam and I, we don't know what to do…I don't know what to do he's dying and we…I need you, Uncle John please" I hung up then fell against a wall slipping down hand over my heart as I started to cry…cry for Dean, cry for Sam and cry for myself.
I don't know how long I sat there bawling my eyes out before I stood and walked again this time with a destination finding myself back in Dean's room seeing he was passed out but the steady beeping of the heart machine told me he was alive so I slipped over to the bed quietly and sat down carefully taking his hand in mine again lifting it to my lips.
"Eve" I looked up seeing his eyes staring back at me.
"Hey" I tried my best to smile but I couldn't. "I didn't mean to wake you"
"I wasn't asleep" he replied squeezing my hand. "You…we always knew-" I shook my head cutting him off.
"Don't Dean, none of this morbid crap…not right now please, just…"
"Evie I…I love you" I looked up eyes swimming with tears and shook my head again. "What?"
"Don't do that"
"Do what?" he asked.
"Say that"
"Your usually chomping at the bit to get me to say it"
"Not in this context Dean, I'm not ready for goodbye"
"I'm trying to be realistic"
"Well just don't okay!" I spat standing up and began pacing then turned back to him. "What would you say if I was the one laying in that bed right now trying to tell you goodbye" he frowned but didn't answer. "Well I do, you'd be telling me not to give up, that I had to hold on while you fought tooth and nail to find a way to save me"
"That's…that's different" he argued.
"How is that different Dean?"
"Because it is me and I'm…"
"Your what, not worth it?" he looked down meaning I'd hit the head on the nail. "That's bullshit Dean and you know it, you promised me that you'd always be here for me"
"I know and I never should have but I…you gotta promise me that you'll look after Sam" I shook my head.
"No, cause you're going to be doing that yourself, I ain't giving up on you Dean Winchester so learn to shut up and deal with it because your worth it to me" I walked out not giving him a chance to argue and left heading to the motel Sammy had checked into.
"How is he?" he asked as soon as I walked in without even bothering to knock.
"Stubborn as ever, bastard even had the balls to say he loved me" I spat and he frowned looking up at me knowing how big of a deal it was for Dean to actually say the three significant words. "What have you got so far?" I asked changing the subject moving over to the bed looking at the notes he had and he filled me in on some of the theories but most of them we're bullshit so we started calling every associate of my Dad's and theirs spending the next three days locked up doing everything we could to find something…anything.
"Hey Dad it's Sam" I heard making me look up seeing Sam with his phone pressed to his ear and frowned looking back down at our research into heart attacks hoping to find something that the doctors missed. "Uh you probably won't even get this but it's Dean, he's sick and the doctor said there's nothing they can do, um…but they don't know the things we do, right?" he chuckled to himself but I could hear him holding back the emotion. "So don't worry, because Evie and I are gonna do whatever it takes to get him better, alright just wanted you to know" he hung up and I reached out rubbing his shoulder in support.
"I called him too" he looked up but understood by my look I hadn't gotten through to John either as usual but before he could say anything someone knocked on the door and we both tensed.
Sam stood up and walked over opening it and my eyes widened seeing Dean leaning against the frame heavily leaning on a cane looking worse than when I left him in the hospital…three days ago which the longest we've been apart in ages but I couldn't face him.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sam asked almost looking glad to see him but I wasn't because he should've stayed in the hospital.
"I checked myself out"
"Are you crazy?" Sam asked him seeing reason now as Dean walked in relying on the cane.
"Well I'm not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot" I scoffed and he looked over at me but I avoided his eyes looking back down at the papers in front of me.
"You know this whole, 'I laugh in the face of death' thing it's crap, we can see right through it" Sam argued seeing I wasn't going to even bite back at his comment like I usually would have.
"Yeah whatever dude" Dean shrugged moving towards the bed struggling with every step he took wincing in pain. "Have you's even slept, you guys look worse than me?" Sam took pity and helped him over to the bed sitting him down as I moved papers out of the way getting as far away from Dean as I could right now because I knew that I could break down any minute again and I didn't want to keep crying over it.
"We've been scouring the internet for the last three days, calling every contact in Dad's journal and Evie's been talking to a few of her Dad's"
"For what?" Dean asked and I clenched my fist begging myself not to bite.
"For a way to help you" Sam replied. "One of Dad's friends Joshua he called me back, told me about a guy in Nebraska, a specialist"
"You're not gonna let me die in peace are you?" Dean asked and I rolled my eyes.
"We're not letting you die, period" I spoke up for the first time and he turned to me. "We're going" Dean reluctantly followed us out to the Impala, I tried to help him sit in the passenger seat but he shook me off getting in himself.
I tried not to let it get to me as I climbed into the back after Sam lugged all our stuff into the boot then checked out before getting into the drivers seat and started the long drive to Nebraska, Dean fell asleep exhausted and I spent the whole drive leaning against the front seat making sure he was still breathing.
"Are we sure this guys for real, I still think we should be driving him back to the hospital" I argued anxiously never moving my eyes from Dean's pale face.
"The hospital isn't going to be able to help him, Joshua is sure this guy can help" I sighed nodding my head resting my chin on my arms barely keeping my eyes open given I haven't slept in over three days. "You should rest, he'll be okay"
"No, I'm okay" he looked back at me raising his eye. "Don't worry about me Sam" he nodded turning his eyes back to the road as I went back to watching Dean.
I must have eventually drifted off with the steady purr of the Impala's engine since I was being woken up jerking up abruptly when it came to a stop, I sat up straighter feeling like I'd slept on rock and saw Dean was awake but he barely met my eyes as they both turned but I quickly looked out the window seeing we were here.
It was a huge tent next to an old farmhouse with cars pulled up everywhere with people all crossing the mud lawn to get to the tent, most of them with disabilities they were hoping could be cured by this 'specialist' Joshua had told Sam about, I hopped out closing the door then tried to help Dean out but he shrugged away again, I glared at him but kept my mouth shut stepping away.
"Man, you guys are lying asses" Dean exclaimed making me roll my eyes. "You said we're going to a doctor" he added slamming the car door shut, wow he really was in a mood if he was taking it out on Baby.
"I believe I said specialist" Sam argued back and I cracked a smile as we started walking towards the tent with me just itching to help Dean as he looked like we was struggling with every step. "This guy's supposed to be the real deal"
"I can't believe you brought me to see some guy who heals people out of a tent" Dean protested and I looked up seeing him looking at me.
"Reverend Le Grange is a great man" some lady retorted walking past us.
"Yeah that's nice" Dean spat so I reached out grabbing his arm to shut him up.
"Dean please" he looked at me ready to argue but we walked past a police officer and a guy ranting.
"I have the right to protest, this man is a fraud he's bilking all these people out of their hard earned money"
"Sir this is a place of worship, lets' go move it" the officer said leading the guy away.
"I take it he's not part of the flock" I rolled my eyes at Dean.
"When people see something they can't explain, there's controversy" I argued.
"But come Evie, a faith healer?!"
"Maybe it's time to have a little faith Dean" I spat glaring at him so he'd take this more seriously.
"You know what I got faith in, reality, knowing what's really going on!" he argued so I shut up turning away from him.
"How can you be a skeptic with the things we see every day?" Sam protested obviously seeing I'd given up.
"Exactly we see them, we know they're real"
"But if you know evils out there, how can you not believe good's out there?" Sam asked him.
"Because I've seen what evil does to good people!"
"Maybe god works in mysterious ways" a voice suddenly said making us all turn to see a girl turn towards us from under an umbrella.
"Maybe he does" Dean agreed making me glare and grab his hand in a territorial way, he was not allowed to flirt at a time like this…not when he might die still if this turned out to be nothing but a scam. "I think you just turned me around on the whole subject" I rolled my eyes because he really was incorrigible even in the end.
"Yeah I'm sure" the girl smiled, her gaze dropping to my hand in Dean's and he looked down as if noticing I'd grabbed it.
"I'm Dean, this is Sam and Evelyn"
"Layla" she smiled shaking his other hand as he outstretched it. "So if you're not a believer then why are you here?" she asked him.
"Well apparently these two have enough belief for all of us"
"Come on Layla, it's about to start" an older woman interrupted, I suspected it was her Mom or something and after Layla smiled once more at us she went inside with the woman.
"Well I bet you she can work in some mysterious ways" I glared as he let go of my hand walking in, I saw Sam laughing but saw my face.
"Don't worry Evie, its Dean just being Dean" I frowned shaking my head and followed Dean in seeing he'd paused just inside the door.
"Yeah peace, love and trust all over" he said as soon as we caught up nodding back at a camera set up on the roof of the tent behind us before he walked to some seats in the back but Sam was quickly stopping him. "What are you doing, sit right here"
"We're sitting up front" Sam argued guiding him forward.
"What, why?!" Dean protested.
"Come on" Sam urged and I fought the smile on my face as I helped Sam push Dean towards the front.
"Oh come on Sam" Dean whispered yelled then turned to me. "Evie?" I shook my head continuing to push him towards the front.
"You alright?" Sam asked as Dean lagged but I knew he was doing it on purpose.
"This is ridiculous" I rolled my eyes at Dean. "I'm…dude get off me" I frowned as Dean shook us off, Sam and I shared a look but I shook my head telling him to let it go before Sam pointed to three seats in the second row behind the front so we sat down with Sam first, me in the middle and made Dean take the aisle just as we saw the guy everyone here to see.
"Each morning my wife, Sue Anne reads me the news, never seems good does it?" the priest says starting this meeting.
"No" the crowd answered and I looked around seeing most of these people we're all sick in their own way making me frown because for once it seemed we were just like everybody else, sitting here waiting for a miracle.
"Seems like there's always someone committing some immoral…unspeakable act but I say to you, God is watching" I frowned as everyone agreed with him, I'd never really found solace with god being my Dad wasn't religious and brought me up to believe in what was real but I was willing to take the chance that there was some good if it was going to save Dean's life. "God rewards the good and punishes the corrupt, it is the Lord who does the healing here friends, The Lord who guides me in choosing who to heal by helping me see into people's hearts"
"Amen" everyone responded again.
"Yeah or into their wallets" Dean muttered leaning into me, I frowned turning to him.
"You think so, young man?" Roy asked and Dean looked up taken aback for being called out on.
"Sorry" he apologized.
"No, no don't be" Roy replied and I noticed people looking at Dean, some with distaste. "Watch what you say around a blind man, we got real sharp ears" people laughed as Dean hung his head. "What's your name son?"
"Dean" Dean replied.
"Dean" he said to himself then nodded. "I want you to come up here with me" my eyes widened as some people clapped.
"Oh it's okay" Dean replied so I rolled my eyes.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"You've come here to be healed, haven't you?" he asked him and Dean looked down at me so I gave him a pleading look.
"Well yeah but…" Dean replied looking around as people began clapping their encouragement urging Dean up. "Maybe you should just pick someone else"
"No…no I didn't pick you Dean, the Lord did" Roy said so I grabbed Dean's hand squeezing it.
"Get up there!" Sam urged before I could say anything.
"Please Dean" I begged so he sighed and stood up slowly walking up to the stairs up onto the stage.
"You ready?" Roy asked him.
"Yeah look…no disrespect but I'm not exactly a believer" I heard Dean whisper to him.
"You will be son, you will be" Roy argued as I anxiously leaned forward in my seat. "Pray with me friends" he added and I watched as everyone around us held their hands up ready to pray and I felt Sam grab my hand squeezing it.
I watched Dean look around the room uncomfortable especially as Roy held his hands up before grabbing the side of his head as I held my breath watching in anticipation on what the hell he was doing especially when Dean's eyes started flickering looking like he was teetering on consciousness before slowly dropping to his eyes and I was up ready to defend him but Sam grabbed my arm stopping me.
"Dean!" I yelled when he collapsed and pulled myself out of Sam's grip and ran up to Dean falling to my knees beside him ignoring everyone clapping around us. "Dean hey say something" he gasped eyes opening wide as he looked around unfocused before settling at something near Roy. "Dean talk to me"
"Eve" I sighed squeezing his shoulders leaning my head against his before looking back at Sam and together we helped Dean stand.
"Are you okay?" I asked him and he nodded his head as we looked out at almost everyone cheering and clapping for him but I found myself gazing back at the alter behind Roy and frowned at the cross because I'd seen that somewhere before.
As soon as we could we left getting Dean to the closest hospital to get checked out but I could already see the color had returned to his face, the deep circles were gone from underneath his eyes and he wasn't needing our help to walk, he was looking so much better.
"So you really feel okay?" Sam asked as we were waiting for the doctor for his results.
"I feel fine Sam" Dean replied but I could tell he was just as nervous as I was because he was holding my hand tight in his like he was holding onto a lifeline.
"Well, according to all your tests there's nothing wrong with your heart" the doctor spoke up walking into the room and I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. "No sign there ever was, not that a man your age should have heart trouble but still it's strange, does happen" I frowned not liking the way she said that.
"What do you mean strange?" Dean asked sounding a tad suspicious.
"Well just yesterday a young guy like you, 27, athletic out of nowhere heart attack" she replied and we shared a look.
"Thanks doc" Dean replied and the doctor nodded.
"No problem" she walked out leaving us alone.
"That's odd" Dean said looking up at Sam.
"Maybe it's a coincidence" Sam argued but even I was having doubts. "Peoples hearts give out all the time"
"No they don't" Dean replied and I frowned clutching his hand tighter.
"Do we have to look this one in the mouth, why can't we just be thankful that the guy saved your life and move on?" Sam asked and I frowned looking down at the ground, in one hand I was relieved that Dean was okay and he was alive but the other I couldn't shake how wrong this seemed.
"Because I can't shake this feeling, that's why" Dean exclaimed standing up letting go of my hand before he walked away from us.
"What feeling Dean?" I asked him.
"When I was healed, I just…I felt wrong, I felt cold and for a second I saw someone, this old man I'm telling you's it was a spirit"
"But if there was something there, we would have seen it too, I mean especially me I've been seeing an awful lot of things lately"
"Oh well excuse me, psychic wonder" Dean spat turning to him. "You're gonna need a little faith on this one" he added and I smiled a little as he turned our words back on us. "Sam I've been hunting long enough to trust a feeling like this" I nodded looking back at Sam.
"We owe him that Sam" Sam sighed then nodded.
"Yeah alright, so what do you want to do?" Sam asked looking at Dean.
"I want you to check out the heart attack guy" Dean replied looking at Sam then turned to me. "You and I are going to talk to the reverend" he grabbed my hand and walked out without so much as letting me have a say.
As soon as we got out of the hospital and over to the Impala he reached for the drivers side door but I jumped forward instinctively to stop him but stopped reminding myself that he was okay now and he saw it looking over at me.
"Evie…" he trailed off looking for something to say the same as I was.
"Dean I…"
"I know" he pulled me into his arms and I frowned leaning my head against his chest feeling the steady beat of his heart underneath my ear, it sounded perfect and healthy. "Come on let's go" I nodded stepping back but leaned up pressing my lips to his and he kissed back leaning further into me pushing me against the Impala. "Oh I've been waiting to do that"
"Dean I…I'm glad your okay but we…we have to talk about this, about us" his face dropped.
"That doesn't sound like something-"
"I'm serious Dean, what you said to me…about yourself not being worth it, that hurt Dean because your everything to me and I…I couldn't do any of this without you"
"I know, I should have never said that but I was dying and I didn't want you to live the rest of your life mourning me"
"But I would Dean" I argued fighting back the tears, I'd cried enough over the last few days, more so than I have in my entire life. "You've been the best thing to happen to me and if you'd die then I'll have nothing"
"You have your Dad and you'd have Sam" I frowned knowing that arguing would be futile so I sighed nodding my head just agreeing with him.
"We should go" he nodded stepping back and we got into the Impala and he drove back out to the farm but he hesitated clutching the steering wheel tightly in his hands. "Do you want me to come in with you?" he nodded so I got out and walked around to his side.
He got out taking my hand and we walked up to the farm house and knocked on the door and it was a few seconds of silence before the door opened and Roy's wife was the one to answer and she smiled seeing us.
"Come in, we've been expecting you" Dean and I shared a look of confusion before we followed her inside seeing Roy sitting on a chair and he smiled as we approached probably hearing us. "Please take a seat, both of you's" we nodded and took a seat side by side on the couch since Dean was refusing to let go of my hand even for a minute. "How do you feel Dean?" the wife asked looking at Dean with a smile.
"I feel great" Dean replied looking up at her. "Just trying to…you know make sense of what happened" he added turning to look at Roy who nodded at him.
"A miracle is what happened" his wife said before he could and I frowned over at her, she was too chipper. "Miracles come so often around Roy"
"When did they start, the miracles?" Dean asked locking his eyes on Roy.
"Woke up one morning stone blind" my eyes widened in shock because that was horrible. "Doctors figured out I had cancer, told me I had maybe a month" I flinched squeezing Dean's hand recalling his doctor telling me those same words and Dean squeezed back. "We prayed for a miracle, I was weak but I told Sue Ann, 'You just keep right on praying', I went into a coma doctors said I wouldn't wake up but I did and the cancer was gone, if it wasn't for the eyes no one would believe I'd ever had it" he took his glasses and we saw his blank eyes.
"And suddenly you could heal people?" Dean asked him.
"I discovered it afterwards, yes" I frowned because it didn't make sense and was impossible, I knew that now. "God's blessed me in many ways" he added putting his glasses back on.
"And his flock just swelled overnight and this is just the beginning" his wife cut in with the biggest smile on her face as she looked at her husband.
"Can I ask you one last question?" Dean asked making me turn to him confused especially by his tone of voice.
"Of course you can" Roy replied nodding at him.
"Why…why me?" I frowned looking down. "Out of all the sick people, why save me?"
"Well like I said before the Lord guides me, I looked into your heart and you just stood out from the rest" Roy argued.
"What did you see in my heart?" Dean asked him making my frown deepen knowing he was going into his darkest corner of his mind, the part that thought he wasn't worthy of anything good.
"A young man with an important purpose, a job to do and it isn't finished" Roy replied and I saw the way it affected Dean so I squeezed his hand making him look at me, I gave him a soft nod before looking back at Roy and his wife.
"Thank you" they nodded and I stood and we walked out but my eyes widened seeing Layla walking towards the house as we were walking out.
"Dean, Evelyn hey" I nodded a hello.
"Hey" Dean greeted with a smile.
"How are you feeling?" she asked looking at Dean.
"I feel good, cured I guess" Dean replied chancing a glance back at Roy's wife who'd followed us out.
"You know…my Mom she wanted to talk to the Reverend"
"Layla" the Reverend's wife said making me look back up at her on the porch.
"Yes, we're here again" I frowned wondering just how many times they'd been here and what was wrong with her.
"Oh I'm sorry but Roy's resting, he won't be seeing anyone else right now"
"Sue Ann please" Layla's mother said. "This is our sixth time, he's got to see us" my frown deepened as I looked up at Dean really feeling sorry for them.
"Roy's well aware of Layla's condition and he very much wants to help just as soon as the Lord allows, have faith Mrs Rourke" Sue Ann replied before she went back inside and we watched as Layla's mother turned to glare at Dean.
"Why are you even still here, you got what you wanted-"
"Mom stop" Layla cut in stopping her mother.
"No Layla, this is too much we've been to every single service, if Roy would stop choosing these strangers over you…strangers who don't even believe, I just can't pray any harder" I frowned at Layla's Mom before I turned to look at Layla, my curiosity getting the better of me.
"Layla, what's wrong?"
"I have this thing" she started.
"It's a brain tumor" he mother cut her off. "It's inoperable, in six months the doctors say…" Layla touched her Mom's arm as she trailed off.
"I'm sorry" Dean and I said at the same time.
"It's okay" Layla said but it wasn't okay and I really did feel sorry for her.
"No, it isn't" her mother said before turning to face Dean again. "Why do you deserve to live more than my daughter?" she asked before walking away and I clenched my fist in anger as I watched her leave before I turned back to Dean seeing the look in his eyes so I touched his arm making him look at me as Layla slipped past us looking like she was close to tears, Dean watched her go clenching his teeth clearly wanting to say something but chose not to.
We left calling Sam to find out where he was and he told us he'd found a motel in town so Dean drove there and we got out heading straight into the room which was unlocked for us, I collapsed down on the bed feeling exhausted as Dean took of his jacket throwing it down on the bed beside me as I curled up hugging a pillow hearing his chuckle to himself as he walked over to where Sam was sitting at the table on his laptop typing away.
"What did you find out?" I heard Dean ask.
"I'm sorry" Sam replied making me open my eyes confused.
"Sorry about what?"
"Marshall Hall died at 4:17" Sam replied and I sat up forgetting all about sleep since that wasn't the news I'd been hoping for.
"The exact same time I was healed" Dean said and I sighed nodding my head.
"Yeah" Sam nodded. "So I put together a list, everyone Roy's healed six people over the last year and I cross checked them with the local obits, every time someone was healed someone else died and each victim died of the same symptom Le Grange was healing at the time"
"So someone's healed of cancer, someone dies of cancer?" I asked moving to sit on the edge of the bed, my tiredness suddenly forgotten completely.
"Somehow Le Grange is trading a life for another" Sam nodded.
"Wait, wait, wait so Marshall Hall died to save me?" Dean asked finally coming to that conclusion.
"Dean, the guy probably would've died anyway and someone else would have been healed" Sam replied but I knew Dean wouldn't see it that way.
"You guys never should have brought me here" Dean spat standing up and I frowned still not able to regret that we'd brought him here since it did save his life and I'd never regret that.
"Dean, we were just trying to save your life" Sam argued.
"But now some guy is dead now because of me!" Dean exclaimed.
"We didn't know" Sam argued. "The thing I don't understand is how is Roy doing it, how's he trading a life for life?"
"Roy is not doing it" Dean replied making me look up. "Something else is doing it for him"
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
"The old man I saw on stage, I didn't want to believe it but deep down I knew it"
"What are you talking about?"
"There's only one thing that can give and take life like that" Dean replied but I was still confused so I shared a look with Sam before we turned back to Dean. "We're dealing with a reaper"
"A reaper?" I asked quickly jumping up towards my bag getting out an old book of my Dad's and flipped it open while Sam randomly started printing out passages and pictures of reapers so we could get more information. "You really think it's the Grimm Reaper?"
"…like Angel of Death, collect your soul the whole deal?" Sam added as I showed them the book as
"No, no, no not the Reaper, a reaper" Dean replied confusing me before he grabbed the book from me. "There's reaper lore in every culture on earth, go by a hundred different names, it's possible there's more than one" I raised an eye since that was a lot of information for Dean to pull out of nowhere.
"You said you saw a guy in a suit?" Sam argued.
"Well what he should've been working the black robe thing?" Dean asked making me laugh as I took a seat in his lap looking at the picture of Famine as he put it down before picking up another. "You said it yourself that the clock stopped right?" he asked Sam. "Reapers stop time" he showed Sam the new picture he'd picked up. "And you can only see them when they're coming at you which is why I could see it and you guys couldn't"
"Maybe" Sam shrugged.
"Dean's right there's nothing else it could be Sam" I replied flicking through my Dad's book trying to find anything on how the hell he was using this reaper for his own purposes.
"The question is how's Roy controlling the thing?" Dean asked saying what was on my mind.
"That cross" Sam suddenly said and I looked up, my mind flashing back to the cross I'd seen on the alter back in the tent.
"Of course, I knew I'd seen it somewhere" I replied brightly suddenly standing up going to my bag and pulled out my stack of tarot cards and showed the death card to them.
"A tarot?" Dean asked taking it from me.
"It makes sense" I shrugged and he looked up at me. "My Dad told me that Tarot dates back to the early Christian era, right when priests were using magic and a few veered into dark stuff including Necromancy and how to push death away, how to cause it"
"So Roy's using black magic to bind the reaper"
"If he is, he's riding a whirlwind" Sam replied and I nodded my head. "It's like putting a dog leash on a great white" Dean sighed standing up and put his mug into the sink.
"Okay then we stop Roy"
"How?" Sam and I asked him.
"You know how" Dean nodded and I knew what he was talking about straight away.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Sam asked.
"Dean we can't kill Roy" I cut in looking straight at him with a serious look.
"Evie the guys playing god, he's deciding who lives and dies that's a monster in my book"
"No we're not gonna kill a human being Dean" Sam replied and I nodded my agreement. "We do that, we're no better than he is"
"Okay so we can't kill Roy, we can't kill death, any bright ideas college boy" I tried not to smile at the familiar nickname Dean liked to use on Sam.
"Okay, if Roy's using some kind of black spell on the reaper we gotta figure out what it is and how to break it" Sam replied and Dean looked at me but I shrugged since it seemed like a good plan for the moment.
We were going to wait until the next service which luckily was the next morning but that left us with a whole night to wait and while Dean freshened up I sat with Sam as we went over everything we could find about reapers with him using the internet and me reading through the book my father gave me and I came to some plan but when Dean came out I decided to get some sleep cuddling up with Dean as we let exhaustion take hold.
I woke up early seeing Dean still passed out beside me, I slipped out of his arms looking over at the table seeing Sam passed out with his head laying on his arms I rolled my eyes before grabbing some clothes and went into the bathroom showering and changed into my favorite pair of black jeans that had rips and patches all over from many hunts and pulled on a green singlet top with a white flannel top over before I went back into the main room seeing the boys still asleep.
"Men" I rolled my eyes before sitting on the unoccupied bed seeing as Sam was still passed out on the table and pulled on my boots before grabbing my red leather jacket and slipped out heading to a dinner across the street ordering some food.
I pulled out my phone checking it for any messages and saw a few from my Dad asking how I was since I haven't spoken to him in a few weeks and even longer since I'd seen him and I'll admit I was starting to miss him.
"Here you go miss" I looked up seeing the food was ready and grabbed the coffees before I went back to the room.
"Wakey, wakey boys!" I called and Dean jerked upright making me laugh as I set the food down on the table loudly seeing Sam look around. "While you two knuckleheads were sleeping in, I got breakfast and you's are going to eat before we go" they both groaned making me roll my eyes because honestly they were children.
After we ate they were out the door and we drove to the service seeing sick people heading towards the tent making me frown because this was the hard part, these people were here for help but this was wrong and it was a natural order, I know that now.
"If Roy's using a spell, there might be a spell book" I replied as we got out of the car. "Sam, you see if you can find it and hurry the service starts in 15 mins, we'll try to stall Roy"
"Roy Le Grange is a fraud, he's no healer" the protester from the other day said handing out pamphlets.
"Amen brother" Dean said taking one.
"You keep up the good work" Sam added making me chuckle as we walked past him going our separate ways, Dean and I headed into the tent staying in the far back hopefully out of sight but suddenly Dean's phone started ringing quite loudly so he quickly picked up before we we're spotted.
"What do you got?" he asked knowing it'd only be Sam. "The guy in the parking lot?" I heard Dean say, my head snapped up wondering what they were talking about but he hung up.
"What's going on?"
"All the people that's died in place of the sick, he's chosen them because he thinks their immoral" I frowned because no one got to chose who died by what they did. "We gotta stop Roy from healing anyone because his next victim is the protestor outside" my eyes widened.
"Is Sam helping him?"
"Yeah" I frowned chancing a look at the exit for the tent wondering if I should help Sam out. "Go help him, I got this" I nodded quickly squeezing his hand telling him to be careful before I ran out to find Sam.
"Sam!" I called but got no answer. "Sam!" I still got no answer that was Sam but I heard someone yelling for help so I ran towards it seeing the protestor just as Sam ran up at the same time.
"Help, help me please" he cried so we looked around.
"Where is it?" I asked desperately.
"It's right there!" the guy exclaimed pointing in front of us but we could see a damn thing.
"Fine, come on" Sam said leading the guy away just as my phone rang so I answered it while we ran.
"Dean!"
"I did it, I stopped Roy" I sighed in relief nodding at Sam that Dean had done it.
"David, I think it's okay" Sam said but I watched the guy flinch after turning around staring fearfully at something.
"Dean it didn't work!" I exclaimed when the guy started dropping to his knees, eyes rolling to the back of his head and he was turning pale. "The reapers still coming"
"What!"
"It must not have worked, Roy must not be controlling this thing" I said as Sam tried to help him but there was nothing we can do if we can't see the reaper.
"Well then who the hell is?" Dean asked but I didn't have a clue, none of this made sense. "Sue Ann" he suddenly added before hanging up.
"Dean, Dean!" I rolled my eyes hating it when he did that but looked down when the color was returning to the guys face.
"I got you, I got you" Sam said helping the guy stand.
"Thank god" David said looking around.
"I got to get to Dean" I said running away to find him.
I ran towards the tent seeing everyone was outside and saw Dean talking with Layla making me pause watching them before she walked away look really upset, she paused turning back and more words passed between them and Dean looked remorseful before she finally walked away so I approached Dean cautiously.
"You deserve it a lot more than me" I heard him mumble to himself before he turned and startled seeing me.
"What happened?" he didn't answer me. "Dean?"
"It was her, Roy was going to heal her" I frowned looking at Layla's retreating figure.
"Dean it's horrible but we can't" he sighed walking away so I wordlessly followed him as we walked over to the Impala where Sam was waiting although we saw the reverend talking to Layla's mother which couldn't be good so we got into the Impala and went back to the motel knowing that this wasn't over.
"So Roy really believes" Sam said after Dean finished explaining to us what happened in the tent and I wasn't surprised when he told us it was actually his wife that was controlling the reaper.
"I don't think he has any idea what his wife's doing" Dean replied looking out the window.
"Well I found this in their library" Sam added holding up a small book that looked old. "It's ancient, written by a priest who went dark side, there's a binding spell in here for trapping a reaper" he held it out and I jumped in first taking it.
"Must be hell of a spell" I flipped through it, I loved old books and scrolls like this which I guess was because I'd grown up with a whole book load of this kind of stuff that my Dad acquired and I'd read just about everything in his collection.
"Yeah, you gotta build a black altar with seriously dark stuff: bones, human blood" I whistled since Roy's wife was in deep. "To cross a line like that…the preachers wife, black magic, murder, evil" I frowned shaking my head.
"Desperate" they both looked at me. "Her husband was dying, she would've done anything she could to save him" I looked up at Dean and he saw the look in my eyes, I'd be willing to do the same when it was him. "She was using the binding spell to keep the reaper away from Roy"
"Cheating death, literally" Sam nodded.
"Yeah but Roy's alive, so why's she still using the spell?" Dean asked clearly avoiding looking at me, he'd seen the darkest part of me that would do anything for him just then and I knew he didn't like it just like I hated his darkest parts that always assumed he wasn't worthy of anyone or anything.
"Right, to force the reaper to kill people she thinks are immoral" Dean scoffed at Sam's words.
"May God save us from half the people who think they're doing God's work"
"We gotta break that binding spell" Sam replied and I nodded my head, it had saved Dean but it was wrong I knew that.
"Sue Ann had a Coptic cross like this, once she dropped it the reaper backed off"
"So you think we gotta find the cross or destroy the altar?" I asked but he refused to look at me still and looked at Sam as he replied.
"Maybe both" I frowned standing up brushing my hands through my hair, he was pissed at me I got that but didn't mean he had to be an ass about it. "Whatever we do, we'd better do it soon Roy's healing Layla tonight" he stood up and walked towards the kitchenet so I looked back at Sam who looked up at me.
"He'll cool off" I frowned not knowing if that was true but nodded.
We drove back out to Roy's as soon as night fell seeing the lot practically deserted now aside from the lone Sheriff's car and Layla's car which meant she was already here and I hopped it wasn't already too late.
"That's Layla's car" Sam pointed out like we hadn't known that ourselves. "She's already here"
"Yeah" Dean sighed and I knew this was hard for him, he wanted to help Layla just as much as I did but we couldn't let it happen.
"Dean…" Sam began.
"You know if Roy had picked Layla instead of me she'd be healed right now" I frowned clenching my fists in my lap.
"Dean don't" I spat.
"And if she's not healed tonight, she's going to die in a few months"
"What's happening to her is horrible but what are you going to do?" I asked feeling the anger get the better of me. "Let someone else die to save her?" Dean still refused to look at me and had the entire drive here. "You said it yourself, you can't play God" I saw his jaw clench before he climbed out. "You son of a-" I cut myself off getting out after him. "Are you going to keep ignoring me?" he stopped mid step. "I meant what I said earlier Dean and I know you know that, yeah I was desperate and can't help feeling glad that your alive and not dying so shoot me because I wanted something for myself for once and that was you alive!" I spat before pushing my way past him before I said more and alerted everyone that we were here.
We went around to the back of the tent and saw a small amount of people inside with Roy and Layla going up onto the stage but the alarming part was we couldn't see Sue Ann anywhere.
"Where's Sue Ann?" Dean asked pointing it out.
"House" Sam replied looking up at the house so we started towards it.
"You two find Sue Ann, I'll catch up"
"What are you-?" Sam asked but Dean held up a hand.
"Hey, you gonna put that fear of God in me?" he asked clearly goading someone so Sam and I quickly hid out of sight just as Dean was chased away by a couple of police officers.
"Idiot" I shook my head but followed Sam as we made our way up the porch stairs walking around to find a way in, I peered over the railing a saw a cellar door with light coming through the cracks. "Sam" he came over and I nodded down at it.
We went back down the stairs jogging over to it and together opened the doors as quietly as we could before heading down the steps and shut them behind us, it was a standard regular mill cellar the only standing out was a few candles lit around the room before we finally spotted it as we walked towards a corner of the room and it was beyond creepy with bones and blood and various other black magic artifacts but my eyes honed in on the photo seeing it was of Dean with a 'X' covering his face in blood.
"Dean" I whispered looking up at Sam fearfully.
"I gave your brother/boyfriend life and I can take it away" Sue Ann suddenly said behind us making us spin to see her standing behind us.
"You bitch!" I yelled as Sam suddenly tipped the altar over but I'd already moved towards her but she ran up the stairs shutting the cellar door and when I pushed against it, it wouldn't open meaning she'd put something to block us in here.
"Evelyn can't you see, the Lord chose me to reward the just and punish the wicked and you boyfriend is wicked and he deserves to die just as Layla deserves to live" Sam appeared helping me try to get the doors open but they weren't budging so he ran to find something else. "It's God's will"
"You hurt a hair on his head and I swear to god I'll hunt you down and skin you alive!" I yelled giving up with the doors myself.
"Goodbye Evelyn, Sam" I yelled out in frustration right before seeing Sam had used a plank of wood to bust through a window.
"Eve!" I nodded already walking towards him and he helped me through and I didn't bother waiting for him and ran towards the tent seeing the bitch and grabbed the necklace cross she was praying to yanking it from her neck and threw it to the ground breaking it.
"My God, what have you done?" she asked just as Sam ran up behind me.
"Go find Dean" he said and I nodded running off before I did anything I would come to regret to this woman.
"Dean!" I looked frantically, we couldn't have been too late. "Dean!"
"Evie!" I heard him call back and turned around seeing him behind me.
"Dean!" I ran towards him and threw my arms and legs around him practically tackling him to the ground. "Oh my god, I thought you…she was trying…" I couldn't get a full sentence out. "I thought I lost you again" he breathed into my neck holding the back of my head.
"I'm okay" I sighed dropping my feet back to the ground before anger came back and I hit his chest. "Ow, what was that for?"
"That was for scaring me" he rolled his eyes but I saw the briefest of smile as he grabbed my hand and we walked towards the Impala as Sam was walking towards it.
"You okay?" Sam asked looking at Dean.
"Hell of a week" was Dean's reply and I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah" Sam agreed looking back at the tent knowing what was going on in there was sad, Layla wouldn't have been healed and the fact that I knew Sue Ann would be dead since the reaper was off its leash and wouldn't have been all that happy with her. "Alright come on, we should get going"
We climbed into the Impala and went back to the motel in silence, Sam fell down on his bed closing his eyes and Dean headed straight for the bathroom closing the door making me frown glancing between the two of them before I walked over to the bathroom and nudged the door open cautiously just in case.
"Dean?" he was staring straight into the mirror at his reflection. "Can I come in?" he didn't reply so I went in anyway and closed the door behind me. "I know your probably still angry-"
"I'm not angry" he replied speaking up. "I never was" I frowned walking towards him.
"You seemed angry" he looked over meeting my eyes.
"I was but not at you because you were right, if it had been you I'd have done exactly what you did so how can I blame you when you we're only trying to hold on" I frowned still not liking this even though he'd willingly admitted that I'd been right. "But next time this can't happen, we both know this is a dangerous gig and-"
"Dean don't" I sighed looking down at the ground.
"Evelyn we have to be realistic"
"I don't want to be, nothings realistic about the world we live in Dean and if being realistic means I have to accept losing you then I hate realistic even though that makes me sound like a petulant child" I walked towards him turning him to face me completely. "I love you Dean Winchester and never want to lose you so if doing that damns me to hell, I don't care"
"Eve" he sighed closing his eyes.
"I don't regret that this time I was able to save you even with the cost it took because it means you get to be here with me" I wrapped my arms around his waist hugging him laying my head against his chest. "You're everything to me Dean and I mean everything" he sighed laying his head atop of mine wrapping his arms around my waist.
"God there is something seriously wrong with us" I couldn't help the small laugh. "I love you too Eve, more than anything" I looked up feeling the tears come to my eyes as we both leaned in pressing our lips together.
Come morning we were all packing getting ready to get the hell out of town before suspicions started to arise meaning us behind bars but Dean was lost in his own head again as soon as he woke up and I was giving him space knowing he was still troubled over being saved and the cost it took and nothing I was going to say would change that about him, Dean was selfless and never thought of himself and I'd grown to love and hate that about him so I left him be when he got this way.
"What is it?" Sam asked him while I shook my head since it was obvious but then I knew Dean better than anyone including Sam so maybe it wasn't to him.
"Nothing" Dean replied but I knew him better than that.
"What is it?" Sam asked more forcefully putting his hands on his hips.
"We did the right thing here, didn't we?" he asked and I frowned taking a seat beside him rubbing my hand up his arm.
"Of course we did" Sam replied.
"Doesn't feel like it" Dean argued hanging his head just before their was a knock on the door and I stood panicking thinking somehow we were about to get blamed for Sue Ann's death but when Sam answered the door I breathed in a short sigh of relief when I saw it was just Layla but it was quickly replaced with remorse knowing she was still sick.
"Hey Layla, come on in"
"Hey" she said looking at Dean as she walked in and I moved away towards my bag putting more stuff inside forcing down the small amount of jealously since it was unjustified and I knew it.
"Hey, how did you know we were here?" Dean asked her.
"Sam called, he said you wanted to say goodbye" I looked up at Sam in shock and a bit of anger.
"I'm gonna grab a soda, you coming Evie" I frowned but the look he gave me I sighed and nodded following his outside and as soon as he closed the door behind us I hit the back of his head. "Ow!" he exclaimed rubbing the spot.
"You know what that was for"
"Relax, it wasn't for Dean's sick playboy ways since we both know it's not like that this time" I rolled my eyes but nodded as we let Dean and Layla talk trusting Dean as I know he trusts me.