CROSSING PATHS 3

Her path crossed with the Winchesters a few months later, again. She was staying with Lucy for a while, learning some new tricks. She and Lucy had decided to have a girl's night out. They landed up in a local bar where they did shots and laughed until their stomachs hurt. They sat in a booth in the corner of the bar, enjoying their evening when Bonnie noticed the two unmistakable figures of the Winchesters taking a seat at the bar during the evening. She smiled to herself. Lucy glanced in the direction of the bar, eyeing out who had grabbed the attention of her cousin.

"Not bad." She smiled.

Bonnie smiled to herself. "No, they're not bad at all." She quickly waved down their waitress. "Can you send two beers over to those two at the bar?" The waitress nodded and headed in the direction of the bar counter. Dean and Sam turned in their seats as the waitress pointed out where the drinks had come from. Both brothers smiled genuinely at the Bennett witch and made their way to her booth. Bonnie lifted herself from the booth and confidently hugged both hunters.

"You've obviously been here a while." Dean smiled at the overly friendly gesture.

Bonnie shrugged. "It's been a good night and maybe it just got a bit better?" She smiled flirtatiously. Dean raised his eyebrows and took a swig of his drink. "Sit."

They nodded in approval. "This is my cousin, Lucy. Lucy, this is Sam and Dean. Friends of mine."

Lucy greeted each of the brothers. Sam sat next to Lucy and Dean next to Bonnie. They enjoyed a few drinks, telling a few stories of how they met each other and how Lucy falls into Bonnie's family tree. The night waged on and eventually it was closing time at the bar. They all made their way to the parking lot.

Dean pulled Bonnie aside. "Join us for a drink tomorrow?"

Bonnie smiled widely. "Sure." She turned to walk away. "Call me Winchester." As she started to walk towards the car where Lucy was waiting she heard a blood curdling scream from the alley. All four of them ran in that direction. Two vampires had bitten a girl and her limp body lay on the ground. Bonnie was mad. Her and Lucy both started to give the vampires aneurysms while the Winchesters went and gave more finality to the situation. The two vampires lay on the ground, headless.

"We're quite the team." Sam stated. His smile fell as he noticed a figure appear behind Bonnie and Lucy. Bonnie and Lucy both turned to see a dark figure behind them.

Bonnie lifted her hand to blast the creature away from her cousin, but it stirred a hand of its own and Bonnie flew into the side of a dumpster. Sam rushed to Bonnie's side and Dean pulled out his demon killing knife. He stalked towards Lucy and the creature. Lucy was in it's clutches. It had somehow paralyzed her and was, by the looks of it, sucking the life out of her.

"Hey!" Dean ran towards the creature. It easily flicked him aside and continued to drain Lucy of her life. Bonnie stood again, a little disorientated, and summoned an amount of power she hadn't used in a while. The creature seemed intrigued by her display, dropped Lucy's lifeless body to the ground and started to stalk towards Bonnie. Bonnie summoned up the power and used it to attack the creature in front of her. It had no affect at all. Bonnie was stunned. What the hell? As if by some miracle, Castiel appeared in front of Bonnie Bennett and touched the creature, sending it reeling to some unknown destination. Bonnie stared up at the strange, trench coated man with amazing abilities in front of her. She didn't let him distract her too long and quickly rose to her feet, rushing to her cousin's side.

"Lucy!" she knelt at her side. She shook Lucy gently. "Lucy, wake up." Bonnie bent down and tried to hear or feel if she was breathing. She was not. The realisation took a few moments to hit Bonnie as she sat confusedly staring at Lucy's body. Tears started to drop from her eyes when she realised that Lucy was completely lifeless. Slowly she slipped her hands off her cousin's shoulders and onto her kneeling lap. Looking up at the sky, she closed her eyes and started to sob uncontrollably.

Dean, Sam and Castiel walked closer to the cousins, not wanting to interrupt Bonnie's grief. It was evident that Lucy had died. The three looked on in sorrow as Bonnie clutched to her cousin's body.

"Stop taking everybody." She screamed at the sky. "Please." Her words had become softer, but her sobs were becoming more frequent. She was trying to think of a spell that could help her cousin. She had brought so many people back to life, but once again, when it came to her family, she couldn't muster up enough power or find a spell that would work.

Lights started to explode all over the parking lot and the wind picked up around them. Castiel looked at Dean. "I will take care of Lucy."

Dean took a deep breath and knelt next to Bonnie. "Hey." He put his arm over her shoulder and gently squeezed her shoulder. The gesture got her attention and she looked up and stared into his eyes through the tears. "We have to go, Bonnie."

Bonnie sobbed a little more, bending down and kissing Lucy on the forehead. , "I'm so sorry Lucy." She took a moment to look at her cousin one last time before turning to Dean and taking his hand. He helped her to a standing position and immediately put his arm around her, walking them towards his car. She sobbed into his jacket, clutching it for dear life. Bonnie stopped him after a few steps. "Her body?" Tears streaked her face.

"Cas will take care of it." He assured her and helped her into the back seat of the impala.

She didn't remember much from the journey back to the brother's motel room.

It was all a blur of tears for her. She remembered staring at a hole in the couch the whole night. She remembered laying on the stained sofa, not bothering about anything else around her. She remembers Dean and Sam trying to console her and how unresponsive she was to their empathy. Before she knew it, the morning light was creaking through the dusty blinds and she slowly opened her tired eyes. Lifting her head, she surveyed the room. Dean sat in the chair opposite to the sofa. His soft breathing told her he was sleeping. Sam also slept in a sitting position on one of the two beds in the room. She shifted slightly, trying to quietly sit up and head to the bathroom.

"You can't sneak away from a Winchester." Dean stated, eyes still closed.

She couldn't smile, as much as she wanted to. "Thanks, for everything." Before he could respond, she lifted herself up off of the sofa and headed straight to the small corner bathroom of the motel.