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John's room.

As Emma walks in John's room, they were discussing about John's list.

"Hey, here. I made a list of things I need, have Bobby pick them up for me." John says and hears Emma walking in.

"Hey, Emma! It's good to see you up and walking." John says, smiling. Emma gives him a hug and kisses him on his forehead.

"Same here, John."

"Acacia? Oil of Abramelin? What's this stuff for?" Sam says, reading off the list.

"Protection," John replies.

"Hey, Dad? You know, the demon, he said he had plans for me, and children like me and Emma. Do you have any idea what he meant by that?"

"No, I don't." John says and Sam nods. He leaves the room.

Emma glances at him then frowns at him. "You sure that you don't have any idea what the demon meant by that?"

John chuckles. "You don't have to worry about that. I honestly don't know what he meant."

"Okay."


An hour later

As Emma was coming back from the cafeteria with two coffees, she sees Sam stalking into the room with a duffel bag.

Emma frowns at his behavior and walks quickly into John's room.

"You're quiet." John says, noticing his behavior.

Sam turns, fuming and hurls the bag onto the bed with a crash. Emma jumps and put down the coffees.

"Sam!" Emma says, appalled at his behavior.

"Did you think I wouldn't find out?" Sam asks, angry at John.

"What are you talking about?" John asks and his answer set off Sam.

"That stuff from Bobby, you don't use it to ward off a demon; you use it to call one. You're planning on bringing the demon here, aren't you? Having some stupid macho showdown?!"

Emma gasped in shock. "John, is this true?" Emma asks and John closes his eyes. It answered her question.

"I have a plan, Sam." John explains, staring at Sam.

"That's exactly my point! Dean is dying, and you have a plan! You know what, you care more about killing this demon than you do saving you own son!"

"Sam, please stop!" Emma says to Sam, appalled at his behavior.

"Do not tell me how I feel! I am doing this for Dean." John says angrily.

"How? How is revenge going to help him? You're not thinking about anybody but yourself, it's the same selfish obsession!"

"You know, it's funny, I thought it was your obsession too! This demon killed your mother, killed your girlfriend. You begged to be part of this hunt. Now if you'd killed that damn thing when you had the chance, none of this would have happened."

"Guys, stop it, please!" Emma tried to stop the conversation but they ignored her.

"It was possessing you, Dad; I would have killed you too."

"Yeah, and your brother would be awake now."

Sam scoffs at John. "Go to hell."

"I should have never taken you along in the first place. I knew it was a mistake, I knew I was wrong –"

Suddenly, a glass of water slides quickly on the table and it goes flying, crashing to the floor.

Emma gasps in shock while Sam and John looks at each other, confused.

Nurses and doctors start running by the hallway.

"Something's going on out there." John says and jerks his head, indicting "Go find out" to Sam.

Sam and Emma ran out.


Dean's room

Monitors are beeping; a doctor and some nurses are surrounding Dean, resuscitating him.

"All clear!" the doctor barks out.

Sam and Emma huddles in the doorway. Sam had tears in his eyes while Emma held her breath.

"No," Sam whispers and Emma held on to his arm.

"Still no pulse."

"Okay, let's go again, 360"

"Charging"

Sam is crying and fidgeting. Emma heard something in the background and looks up at Sam. Sam blinks, looks confused, as if he's heard something.

The monitors slow down then quiet down.

"We have a pulse. We're back into sinus rhythm." The nurse announced.

They both sigh in relief and Sam backs into the hallway, watching from there. Emma went over to Dean and kisses his forehead.

"Damn it, Dean. Please don't die on us." Emma whispers, resting her forehead on his forehead.

Sam went back to talk to John about what he had heard and Emma sat in a chair next to Dean's bed.

She watches Dean as he slept and held his hand. Emma was so tired after today's event and rests her head on the side of his bed. She falls asleep.

She heard something in her sleep and wakes up slowly. She looks around and sees Dean standing over there, watching at himself.

Emma gasps loudly, standing up quickly.

Dean jerks his head at Emma. He realizes that Emma could see him.

"Emma, can you see me?" Dean asks desperately.

Emma looks at Dean in the bed then at Dean. "Oh my god, I can see you… but how?"

Dean smiles and went over to her quickly. "Emma, you have no idea how relieved I am that you can see me finally!"

Emma rubs her head. "I think I'm dreaming." Emma says and walks around Dean.

"Emma, you're awake."

"No, I'm not. I'm seeing two Deans!" Emma says then pitches herself. "OW!"

"See, you're awake." Dean says, chuckling at Emma.

"Oh my god…I'm going crazy now." Emma laughs nervously, rubbing her forehead.

"No, you're not."

"Just two questions, did you hear the conversation between Sam and I? And you're the one that knocks the glass of the table?"

"No and yes. It was so freaking cool, man!" Dean smiles.

Emma are relieved. "Okay, good." Emma sighs heavily and sat down.

"Why do you look relieved? Was the conversation embarrassing?" Dean asks, curious about the conversation between Sam and Emma.

"Um, no but it was private and you didn't need to know that."

Sam comes in the room and hears Emma talking by herself.

Sam looks around. "Uh, Emma, who are you talking to?"

Emma jumps at Sam's voice. Sam has a brown bag in his hands.

"Um, Sam. Somehow I can see Dean and he's over here by me."

Sam glances at the empty space next to Emma.

"What, you can see Dean?" Sam says in shock as he puts down the bag.

Emma nods.

"But how?"

"I have no idea, Sam. I was asleep. And the next thing I know, I see Dean." Emma shrugged.

"Okay… well you obviously can talk to Dean so can you be the translator or communicator? Whatever how it works." Sam asks and Emma looks at Dean.

Emma nods.

"Sam, I'm hunting something." Dean says and Emma repeats his answer.

"It's in the hospital, what you're hunting. Do, do you know what it is?"

"One question at a time, dude." Dean says, annoyed with Sam and Emma chuckles.

"What?" Sam asks Emma.

"He said one question at a time, dude." Emma replies and Sam cracks a smile at her.

"What is it?" Sam asks again.

"Reaper. I don't think its killing people. I think it's taking them. You know, when their time's just up."

Emma replied his answer to Sam and Sam look surprised.

"A reaper. Dean. It is after you?"

Dean nods and Emma nods at Sam.

"If it's here naturally, there's no way to stop it." Sam replied and Dean nods.

"Yeah, you can't kill death." Dean says to himself.

"Man, you're, um," Sam says and Dean answers for himself. "I'm screwed, Sam."

"Dean, you're not screwed." Emma responds to Dean.

"No, No, no, no, um, there's gotta be a way." Sam starts pacing. "There's gotta be a way. Dad will know what to do."

Sam leaves. Emma and Dean look at each other.

"Dean, there's gotta be something that we can save you from the reaper," Emma says, pacing back and forth.

"Emma, you can't kill Death, basically. So I'm gonna die no matter what." Dean responds and tries to stop Emma from pacing but his hand goes through her arm.

Sam returns, carrying the Journal. He sits on the edge of Dean's bed. Emma turns away from the window and watches Sam going through the book.

"Hey. So Dad wasn't in his room."

"Where is he?" Dean asks and Sam didn't hear him.

"But I got Dad's journal, so who knows? Maybe there's something here." Sam flips open the journal and leafs through it, glancing up at Dean's unconscious form occasionally.

Dean comes to stand behind him.

"Thanks for not giving up on me, Sammy." Dean says to Sam and Emma smiles at them.

Sam turns to a page that says "Reapers". Dean leans over and reads something. His eyes go wide.

"Son of a bitch." Dean says and leaves the room.

Emma walks over to the door and watches Dean as he stalks down the hallway.

"Emma?" Sam says as she turns to his voice. "Did Dean leave the room?"

She nods. "I'm going to get some coffee, Sam. Do not say anything to John about me. I don't know how I can see Dean."

Sam nods and she leaves Sam alone with Dean.


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