Chapter 13

*Dakota's Pov*

I woke up in my living room on the small window bench. Sam had Laura on his lap with tears streaming down her face, the angel half way on the couch looking like he was about to fall off, and a beaten up Dean with a smear of blood on his cheek staring at me.

I looked at them extremely confused. "What happened?" My voice was brittle and rough on my throat. I coughed trying to clear it.

Dean got up fetching me a glass of water. His large warm hands helped me sit up to drink. My stomach muscles contracted as I rose and then locked up in pain. I immediately fell back on the bench holding my stomach. "Easy sweetheart."

My breath was ragged and my stomach felt like I did a million crunches. The muscles were tender and very sore. "What happened?"

Dean's face crinkled in confusion. "You don't remember?"

I thought back to the last thing I could recall. "I remember…the hunter took me. I remember him talking to me and I shot him." I tried pulling the memories from my fuzzy brain. "I remember shifting into a wolf and ripping his head off." Cas sat up on the couch listening to me intently. "Then I felt tired and weak so I shifted back to save energy. Then all of a sudden you were there holding me…then nothing really. I do remember feeling so warm and safe like I was living in this golden light in such a dark place. I was listening to the most soothing voice I ever heard. It kept asking me to stay and I did. I stayed with the voice until I woke up here."

"Dakota." Dean's eyes welled up with tears. His throat bobbed as he swallowed trying to stay calm. I arched an eyebrow at him trying to figure out why he was so emotional. "Dakota…you died."

I scoffed at him. "Uh no I didn't I'm right here. You can see me."

"You died in my arms in that field. Cas healed you, so your soul could return." He explained.

I forced myself through the pain sitting up. I went to pull up my shirt noticing the bloody claw marks on my jeans and shirt. Images flashed in my mind from the fight. The hunter was clawing at me trying to get me off of him but I couldn't feel him cut me. I pulled my shirt up finding no marks or scars on my skin. I looked up at Cas stunned.

"I did what I could." The angel explained. His deep husky voice hooked my attention. "I removed any damage the hunter did to you but I am too weak to heal you properly. You will be sore until I can finish your healing."

"No it's alright." I said rubbing my stomach. "I've been through it once I can do it again." I sighed resting back drinking the water Dean gave me. "So, hunters case closed. The evil thing hunting me is dead. So now what?"

"Now we look for other cases." Sam said with a light smile.

I gave him a blank look. "You guys really do this for a living?"

They both nodded.

"Wow. That sucks." I chuckled.

"Now that you've shifted and the story has been out, I would assume that every hunter, demon and angel will come after you." Cas explained.

I pursed my lips. "So, I'm supernatural's most wanted now?"

"I have an idea." Sam spoke up. "Why not you both come live with us in Kansas? We have a bunker that keeps out all evil. You both would be safe there."

Laura leaned back in his arms. "A drafty bunker?"

Sam tried to keep a straight face but cracked a smile. "It's a bunker from a group called Men of Letters. A group that hunted what we hunt today and it's very well fixed up."

"Kind of has a 1930's feel to it." Dean put his arm around me. "and a huge kitchen, garage, tons of rooms to choose from, a library and of course us."

I got up heading over to the kitchen bar counter. I set the glass down staring at the engravings my brothers and I did into the counter as we grew up. I swallowed hard thinking of leaving all of this behind. "This is my home…" My voice cracked.

A voice trailed down a golden line down into my mind. Please…I love you. The voice whispered. I looked over at Dean who looked like he was on the verge of having his heart shattered along with his soul. I don't want to lose you again. I felt him say it but the words didn't leave his mouth. I felt a tug on my soul as if he was reaching out to me pulling me into his arms, but Dean never moved a muscle.

I stared at him thinking what my life would be like if he wasn't there. If he just vanished into the night leaving me alone with the memories of him. A sinking feeling wormed its way into my heart at the thought of waking up to a cold empty bed to serve mechanics and miners at a diner the rest of my life.

Dean came over to me placing a hand gently under my chin making me look into his deep green eyes. "I know you're scared. You don't have to rush into this. I just want you safe and happy. I want you to know whatever you choose I will be happy for you, but damn sweetheart if you don't. I don't know how I will live with myself letting you go." He kissed my forehead and I closed my eyes at his touch. He felt like the golden light in the darkness when I was lost hours ago.

"Okay." I whispered. "I'll go with you."

Dean whisked me off my feet spinning me around and he hollered.

I laughed as he hugged me tight before setting me down on my feet. "But I will need time to move everything, because I'm not moving into an empty room."

Dean had the biggest smile on his face. "Whatever you want baby I'm just so happy you're coming with us."

"Hey, you're not leaving me behind." Laura said interrupting us.

Sam pulled her down for a surprise kiss receiving a shocked squeal from Laura making me laugh.

"So, then it's settled." Dean wrapped me in his arms.