Author's note :

This chapter has been really tough for me... I challenged myself in trying to write more in the past perfect tense (especially in the first part of that chapter) and I'm not sure of how it turned out so I want to apologize if this is completely confusing or else! Besides, I wanted to truly thank all of you for your support because I've almost given up a few times on writing this chapter because I felt like it wasn't good enough... I have a few later chapters already written but I've got a few like this one and the few next ones not written at all. So, reading your reviews really helped me into trying my hardest to come up with this chapter.

Please enjoy this rather long chapter and don't forget to leave a review :)

Love,

A.

4x10 Heaven and Hell.

It had been a week now since that night Dean told Kate he went to Hell. A week and the woman couldn't get over it. How do you get over something like that? It was hard enough to swallow the fact that she was stuck in another dimension full of monsters, so to swallow the fact that one of the three men that were supposed to look after her, went to Hell. It was simply even harder.

It wasn't that she didn't believe Hell existed; after all she was a woman of faith deep inside. But, the fact that this man Sam had described as a righteous man he used to look up to when he was a kid, had been to Hell, it was a very hard fact to accept. And after everything Sam had told her, she could say that Dean wasn't the kind of man to deserve the fires of Hell. It wasn't that she didn't believe Hell existed, it was that she couldn't believe God would let something like that happen to a man like Dean. The brunette couldn't help but wonder if the upper entity she believed in back in her dimension was the same in this dimension. And, during that week, her mind had gone as far as to wonder if there actually was an upper entity watching over them.

Never once had she doubted her faith before. Not when her grandparents died in a car accident, not when her parents got divorced, not when she was bullied, not when she was almost abused by a drunk man, and especially not when her father died. Officialy, her name was Kaitlin Anderson but her father had always wanted to call her Kaitlin Faith Anderson.

When she almost died at birth, her father had turned towards God and had prayed for hours non-stop until they told him she was alright. He had never been a religious person before and that hadn't made him one after that, but he had always told Kate that she was the only person that gave him complete faith that some miracles do come true. She was his little Faith who brought him hope whenever he needed it the most. And, she knew that this had affected her in being faithful in the existence of a God watching over them. When her father died, she almost lost this faith but for her father, she held onto it –clung onto it– in order to make him proud from above, but also in hope to meet him there someday.

Dean hadn't wanted to go into the details that night. After she had turned around to look at him, he had almost lost his voice as he had shaken his head and had told her to get back inside before she caught a cold or hurt her bare feet on the ground. She had stared at him in silence and her feet had almost walked on their own towards him. He had looked up at her as she had stopped right in front of him. Her eyes had given him a soft gaze and he had been almost relieved not to see any sort of sympathy in them. He had never wanted anyone's sympathy in his whole life and that night it wasn't different at all.

"Does Sam know?"

"Yeah... But I haven't told him I remember what happened there."

"Bobby?"

"Same... No one knows."

"Then why are you telling me?"

His eyebrows had frowned at that question of hers. Dean hadn't be sure why. He had just felt like he had to let it go; maybe not completely but at least a little bit. He had been tired to let his memories of Hell eating him from the inside. He had been fed up of lying to the people around him and to himself. And, truth be told, as much as Dean couldn't talk about it outloud, there was something about Kate that reassured him into talking.

"I'm not sure..."

His answer had been followed by a short silence that Kate had cut off.

"I couldn't stay in the same room than you earlier, because Sam had told me about your mother, your father and all the people you lost... He told me your father had sold his soul to save you... Did-did you..."

She had stopped not sure how to ask him if he had done the same thing than his father.

"I sold my soul to save Sammy."

Their eyes had been locked into each other's the whole time. And Dean had realized that an expression of understanding was forming in her eyes. He had felt even more relief to not see any kind of judgement nor sympathy in her eyes. Just understanding.

"He was stabbed to death by one of those psychic kids. I had no choice...I had to save him."

"You sold your soul to save your little brother's life... And he came back to life as you died?"

He had shaken his head 'no'.

"One year... I had one year and then hellhounds came to get me."

"How did you... How did you get out?"

"Castiel."

"He got you out?"

"Yeah... But it was too late."

"What do you mean?"

He had looked down when she had asked that question and that been clear enough for Kate. He hadn't wanted to talk anymore. It had been already too much opening up. The brown head had felt tears forming in her eyes and hadn't wanted him to see her cry. She had reached her hand slowly towards him but had stopped abruptly. Dean had looked up at her and had noticed the gesture. He had tried to look at her face but she had looked away, afraid to make him see the tears in her brown eyes. And then he had spoken up again before leaving.

"We better get back inside before Bobby thinks something happened."

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Kate hadn't slept at all that night. She hadn't been able to. Too many thoughts had rushed in her mind that night; thoughts about what might have happened to him in Hell, what kind of tortures he had to go through, how could he still stand here after that, how he managed to stay as sane as possible around his brother and , Kate had tried to imagine the tortures but had always only succeeded to scare herself.

That night, she had cried four times too – or maybe was it five times? – she couldn't remember clearly but she knew she had cried a lot that night, wondering where God had been when those kind of things happened to a man who had spent his whole life saving and helping people.

The morning after, Sam had come back when Kate had made her way downstairs to the kitchen. Seeing the dark shadows under her eyes, Sam had told her that what had happened the previous night was not her fault at all, thinking that she had certainly not slept well because of the little argument he had had with Dean. Kate hadn't said anything about what Dean had confessed to her, and as for Dean, he had simply pretended nothing had happened at all the previous night. That same morning, Kate had realized even more that Sam and Dean were really different when it came to the emotional prospects. Sam was the kind to talk about it and to try to make everything right with words, while Dean was the kind to just keep going on and to pretend nothing ever happened.

A couple of hours later on that morning, Sam and Dean had left for another case in Concrete, Washington. Something about a ghost in some public women's bathrooms. But the next day they had called to tell Bobby it was something else; a sort of wishing well. Kate hadn't believed Sam when he had told her that they had a big suicidal teddy bear. He had told her other wishes that came true in that town, and Kate had asked if she couldn't just go there and wish to be sent back home. Sam had told her that it wasn't that easy. He had explained to her that it was black magic and that black magic always turned wrong. Bobby had told her the same, reminding her of what had happened with Pamela a few days ago which had been a very good way to back her off.

The following days, Kate had put her focus back into Bobby's books; only this time she had focused more on books about demons and crossroad demons. Bobby hadn't seemed to really notice; too busy with his own phone calls and research. But, the thing was that Bobby had noticed and had just decided to let her do so.

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"We need to talk."

The stern voice took Kate by surprise. She was standing on a chair as she was cleaning a cupboard in Bobby's main hallway; the one that led the front door to his living room, and continued a bit more to other rooms and to the basement where his panic room was. She had been cleaning and reorganizing every corners of his house for the last three days after have spent four days healing from her injuries she had gotten on Halloween. And those four days weren't only filled with some rest and taking care of her injuries that had almost completely vanished; she had spent those days reading a lot too. In fact, she had spent almost her whole four days deep in every single demon books there was under this roof. Bobby had even seen her taking a few notes in one of the notebooks he had given her. At first Bobby hadn't minded her cleaning as he thought it would put her mind into something else than the books talking about demons and other supernatural creatures which he believed was too much now for her. Nevertheless, her little cleaning had quickly turned into a big manic cleaning from top to bottom of his house, and it was starting to drive Bobby mad.

Kate looked down at the man who was staring at her face.

"I'm almost done, can we-"

"Now," he cut her off and she bit her lips together before she stepped down. He turned and walked and she followed him, her hands clutching at a tea towel. Bobby grumbled under his breath as he tried not to stumble over the few boxes and other stuff she had put out of the cupboard she was cleaning. She was more delicate in her walking as she tip-toed the very small empty spaces of the hallway's floor.

Once they were in the no-longer messy living room – library as Bobby liked to call it sometimes – but neat living room, Bobby turned to look at the woman with a messy bun on the top of her head. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at her at her face as she stopped in the middle of the room.

"Sit down," he told her motioning with his head at his couch. She obliged in silence and put her hands and the tea towel on her lap as she looked down at the denim shorts she was wearing that reached just above her knees. Her gaze then looked down at her white sockets before she looked up at the old man who was fixing her.

"What's wrong?" She asked him.

"You," he replied and she frowned lightly "Kate, you're starting to worry me."

"What?"

"Not only your cleaning is driving me crazy, it's also worrying me," he told her. "I wasn't born yesterday, I can see something's wrong with you, kiddo. So tell me."

"Everything's fine, Bobby," she replied as she started to stand up. He snapped his finger and pointed at the couch. She stared at him and slowly sat back down. At many times, he reminded her of her father but this time he was definitely the perfect copy of her father. He would do the same exact thing than Bobby when he would want to have a serious chat with her while she only wanted to avoid it.

"I've noticed you taking an interest into some books I didn't tell you to dig in," he said and she bit down on her bottom lip as she looked down. She had done something she wasn't supposed to and the fact that he reminded her so much of her father made her somewhat afraid to disappoint him. "I'm not mad at you for being curious, but after all this reading you've done, you suddenly decided to attack my house with your manic cleaning." She looked up at him with raised eyebrows. "Don't get me wrong, it's good. This place hasn't looked this clean for years! But Katie, I need to understand why you're doing all of that? And be honest with me."

"I..." She started before sighing and deciding not to lie to him. "This reading has kinda disturbed me... And honestly, I've only started to feel like this whole world isn't a dream when I finished reading. All of this world it's really... real. And even if I'm starting to feel safe with you, Bobby, really safe. All of this... This is still too much to handle," she admitted. He stared at her before she shrugged as she continued, "So yeah I kinda needed to keep my mind busy."

"So cleaning is the best way you found to deal?" Bobby asked her.

"Well," she shrugged "I gotta say your place needed some good cleaning too," she added as she winced a bit.

"Yeah, well next time come and tell me what's wrong instead of taking it on my books," he told her and Kate couldn't help the little smile that grew on her lips as she looked at him amused. "You may have put them in order, but kiddo, I feel like I ain't in my house anymore."

"You preferred when they were put all over the place?"

"Yeah! At least, I could know easily where the book I'm looking for is," he replied.

"Bobby, I haven't thrown anything out. I just reorganized everything in alphabetical order," she told him.

"Yeah, well I'm leaving for a few days and I would have taken you with me if I didn't think you'd be safer here," he told her as she stared at him. "You"ll have the house for yourself until tomorrow."

"Oh yeah, Sam and Dean are coming tomorrow?" She said remembering what he had told her early this morning.

"Yeah," he nodded "So while you're at it, you'll put everything back in order before I come back."

"What? You want me to re-do the mess you had?" She asked taken aback by him.

"Nah," he replied shaking his head before he motioned to the doorway "But at least bring this freaking hallway's floor back."

Kate was going to reply when suddenly the doorbell rang followed by a few knocks. Bobby turned around and made his way in between the boxes and gimcracks filling on the hallway's floor as he walked towards the front door. When he arrived in front of the door, he opened it to find Sam and a short woman with dark-brown hair.

"Hey Bobby. Dean told you we were coming, right?" Sam said as Bobby tried to step aside to let him walk in.

"Yeah, but he said you'd be here by tomorrow," Bobby replied. "And this is Ruby I suppose?"

"You suppose right," Ruby replied with a sarcastic smile as she followed Sam. Bobby clenched his jaw. God, how much he hated demons.

"What happened in here?" Sam asked as he tried not to step on all the mess. Ruby made a little comment under her breath about the mess but Bobby didn't hear her.

"Kate happened," Bobby replied to Sam before he turned his head to the Impala, to see Dean and a red-haired woman walk slowly from there to his front door.

"Hey Bobby," Dean said as he looked at the old man while carrying a duffle bag like his brother, and leading the young woman gently to the door.

"You are Bobby Singer," she said as she stared at the old man with a cap on his head.

"Yeah, and you must be Anna," he told her with a polite and gentle smile. "Come on in, you don't have to worry, you're safe here."

"I know," she replied softly as she stared at him.

"Why don't you go in?" Dean told her gently as she turned to look at him and nodded before walking in and trying not to step on the stuff on the floor as well. Bobby turned his head back to Dean. "You and Kaitlin are leaving soon?"

"I'm leaving in half an hour upmost, but Katie's staying," he replied.

"What? Bobby, it's not safe to let her here when Sam and I just brought a demon and a woman that demons and angels want dead here," Dean told him.

"Yeah, well I ain't bringing her with me," Bobby replied "It'll be more dangerous for her. If you want you can go back to where you come from."

"You're serious?" Dean asked surprised that Bobby would tell him this.

"Hell I am. This girl has just started to feel safe in here, so I'm not gonna let her down, you hear me?" Bobby said in a whispering shout and Dean stared at him. He was more than surprised by the old man's commitment to protect the young woman. Then, Dean realized that the fact that the young woman had spent almost two weeks with him could have been the reason why Bobby acted this way. The old man must have developed a warm spot in his heart for that woman from another dimension.

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Kate stood up when she saw Sam stepping in the living room. She smiled at him as she was happy to see him. It had been a whole week since she had last seen him, and she hadn't had the chance to talk that much with him on the phone.

"Katie, what's happening in the-" Sam started before he stopped as his eyes landed on the living room; the very neat living room compared to how they left it. "Wow."

"Thank you," she said as she walked towards him. He walked towards her, his eyes gazing at the whole room in disbelief. Bobby's books were in his bookshelf and there was only three books on his desk and another one on the coffee table. The curtains and the carpet looked so clean that they looked almost new. A few maps coiled up were put in a box in one of the room's corner. Sam looked down at Kate.

"You did that?" He asked her and she nodded before he let out an impressed sigh and he leaned down to hug her. She hugged him and looked behind him to see a short dark-haired woman in a black leather jacket. "Really, Katie, that's just wow!" After the hug, Kate smiled politely at the woman in the back.

"Wow has to be the right word," the brunette in leather said as she walked to Kate, her eyes never leaving her. Kate glanced at Sam feeling awkward with the situation. "Your soul... Wow!"

"You can see my soul?" Kate asked in a little voice. "Are you an angel like Castiel?"

"Try the opposite," the short woman said smirking before she flashed her eyes black and Kate gasped as she took a step back. Quickly, Kate's mind was filled with memories of what she had read about demons and especially what she had written down on the notebooks. Her instinct made her react in only two short seconds.

"Exorcizamus te omnis immundus-" Kate started to say quickly and the woman in leather started to shake, before Sam put his hand on Kate's mouth in one swift movement.

"She's with us, Kate," he told her as he stared down at her. She glanced up at him before looking back at the woman whose eyes were back to a normal colour. Kate noticed a red-haired woman coming in the room before her eyes turned back to Sam. "It's Ruby, she's helping us, okay?" Kate nodded and Sam slowly took off his hand from her lips. He stared at her as she stared at the demon.

"If I thought giving compliments would lead to getting troubles, I would have shut up," Ruby said as she stared back and forth at Sam and Kate.

"You're friend with a demon?" Kate asked, puzzled.

"Something like that," Sam replied as he stared at her.

"Just something like that, really Sam?" Ruby said to him arching an eyebrow. Kate looked up at Sam and saw him staring at her face.

"What?"

"How the hell did you know how to exorcise?" Sam asked as Dean and Bobby came back in.

"I read it in one of Bobby's books," she replied before her attention was pulled towards Dean. One of his cheeks looked a bit bruised but he still looked as good as the first time she met him.

"You're okay?" Dean asked in a gentle voice as he put one of his hands on the red-haired woman's back. The red-haired turned her head to the hunter and nodded before she turned her attention back to Kate. Her gaze was glued to Kate as if she was hypnotized by her.

"You've learned the exorcism spell on your own?" Sam asked her and she nodded "Did you know that?" Sam turned to Bobby.

"Not really, but can't say I ain't proud," Bobby said with a smile that Sam had too. However, Kate noticed that Dean's attention was completely focused on the almost pale red-haired woman.

"Yeah, I am so peachy about it too," Ruby said sarcastically as she leaned against a wall.

"I'm gonna take Anna downstairs," Dean announced as he turned around and led the red-haired with him.

"Who is she?" Kate asked staring at the doorway from where Dean and the woman left.

"Anna Milton," Sam replied as he took his jacket off.

"Is she a friend of yours?" Kate asked as Sam walked to Bobby.

"No, she's just an innocent. We've gotta protect her," he replied and she nodded before she turned to look at the demon who was staring at her while Sam turned to Bobby. "Do you think we could increase the protections of the panic room somehow?"

"It's already pretty good," Bobby replied. Kate turned her gaze back at the two men in the room as she realized that Dean hadn't even acknowledged her presence at all, nor had he said anything about the new and clean state of the house.

"Yeah, but Cass could still get in there to see Katie the last time. Maybe he'll know Anna's here too and he'll get her," Sam told him.

"We could make hex bags?" Ruby suggested "It would prevent demons and angels to locate us."

"Yeah, that's not a bad idea," Sam said nodding his head as he turned to her. "Could you do some in the kitchen?"

"You tell me where everything's at and I'll cook you that," the demon replied.

"Katie," Bobby said "Help Ruby in the kitchen while Sam and I will get some stuff from outside." Kate's eyes got big as she stared at Bobby.

"She won't do anything to you, Katie," Sam told her as he saw her expression. She looked up at him, not very reassured by his words.

"Yes, I won't bite if you don't try to exorcise me a second time," Ruby said making Kate turn to look at the demon who smirked at her.

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It had been almost five minutes since Bobby had left, and Kate and Ruby had just finished making the hex bags. The first ten minutes, Kate had been very mistrustful of the short woman but she had quickly realized that the demon wasn't there to do anything demon-y. Ruby had even tried to do some short conversation to pass the time while still showing her how to do those hex bags. Kate had found out that Ruby was a very powerful witch when she was human. After reading al those things about demon and crossroads demons, Kate connected the dots quickly and understood then that Ruby had sold her soul to become a powerful witch before going to Hell and coming out of many years of tortures as a demon. However, Ruby was more interested in hearing Kate's story than telling her own. So, Ruby had asked Kate why her soul was so much different from the others and Kate had told her a very short version of her story.

"And there's no way back to your sweet home?" Ruby asked her as they took all the hex bags.

"We haven't found any yet," Kate replied as she looked up at Ruby.

"Well, you made your way here, there's no reason you won't be able to make the other way around," Ruby said as she started to walk to the living room with Kate by her side.

"What about Anna? No one wants to tell me why we're protecting her that much? Is she from another dimension too?" Kate asked and Ruby stopped walking to look at her as she scoffed.

"Oh hell no, she's from here," she told her. "But she's got Heaven and Hell fighting over her. Heaven wants to kill her and Hell wants to use her."

"But why?" Kate asked and Ruby smirked a little bit.

"She knows everything about Lilith, the breaking seals and the Apocalypse," she replied before she leaned a bit towards Kate and whispered to her "She hears everything that's going on in Heaven... She hears the angels talking, conspiring... And no human can ever do that."

"You think she's not a human," Kate whispered back. Ruby shrugged before she turned around to walk to the messy hallway.

"You wanna know what I think?" Ruby told Kate as she put the hex bags in her pockets and Kate did the same. Kate followed the demon as they both tried to not stumble over the mess. "I think that you should clean this mess," Ruby groaned as she almost stumbled down.

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When Kate and Ruby arrived downstairs, they both stopped at the doorway of Bobby's panic room. Kate looked at Ruby before looking down at the pattern drawn right in front of the panic room's door. Kate stood by Ruby's side as she turned her gaze to look inside the room in where she found Anna sitting in a comfortable chair, in silence.

"You shouldn't be here," Dean's voice said making Kate look at him. He was looking at her with an almost glare. She rose her eyebrows. He hadn't even said hello to her since he arrived here and the very first he tells her is this accompanied by a cold gaze.

"What?" She asked him.

"It's not safe here," he told her, still looking at her with that too hard look.

"I thought it was the safest place," Kate replied almost sternly before she nodded at the quiet red-haired woman in the back "Where are the ropes?"

"What?" Dean asked her frowning his eyebrows as he glanced at Anna before looking back at the brunette.

"You had tied me up in here when you weren't sure of what I was," Kate told him as he stared at her and Ruby turned to look at her too, surprised.

"I didn't know you had it kinky," Ruby said to Dean with a smirk.

"Shut up," Dean told Ruby before he turned his attention back to Kate.

"You're not sure of what she is... So why aren't you tying her up?" Kate asked him and he let out a long sigh.

"It's not the same."

"In which way?" She asked him.

"In many ways," he snapped back making Anna look up at them. Dean sighed as Kate bit down on her bottom lip. "Anyway," he said as he turned his attention back to Anna. He hit the walls as he talked to her "Iron walls drenched in salt. Demons can't even touch the joint."

"Which I find racist, by the way," Ruby said.

"Write to your congressman," Dean told her. Ruby took out the hex bags in her pocket and Kate started to put her hands in her pockets when Ruby shook her head at her.

"Here," Ruby said to Dean who looked at her as she threw two hex bags at him and he caught them easily.

"Hex bags?"
"Extra-crunchy. They'll hide us from angels, demons, all comers," Ruby replied.

"Thanks, Ruby," Dean said before he turned to Anna and spoke gently to her "Don't lose this," he handed her the hex bag and Kate couldn't help but notice the gentleness in his gestures that she hadn't had the chance to have when she first came here. She couldn't help but rub the scar on her throat as she remembered the other kind of gestures he had done to her. "So, Anna, what's playing on angel radio? Anything useful?"
"It's quiet. Dead silence," Anna replied as she looked at him.

"Good. That's not troubling at all," he said sarcastically.

"We're in trouble, huh? You guys are scared?" She asked as she looked at him. He turned his head to look at Ruby and Kate on the other side of the door before he turned his head back at Anna.

"Nah," Dean replied.

"Hey, Dean!" Sam called out from upstairs making Kate and Ruby turn their head to that direction.
"Just stay here, okay?" He told Anna gently as he touched her knee before he walked to the open door and Ruby moved a little bit aside as Kate stayed unmoving, her eyes avoiding him. "Keep an eye on her," Dean said to Ruby before he glanced at Kate and sighed as he walked away.

Kate glanced at Ruby whose eyes were glued to Anna; she was really keeping an eye on her. Kate sighed wondering if she should stay with them or just go back upstairs.

"You have a very beautiful soul Kate," Anna told Kate out of the blue. Kate frowned her eyebrows before she leaned to Ruby by her side.

"She can see my soul too?" Kate muttered.

"Obviously," Ruby replied, her arms crossed as she never looked away from Anna.

"Is there anyone who can't see my soul?" Kate said more to herself than for anyone but Ruby glanced at her with a smirk.

"I feel like you don't like me very much," Anna said to Kate who frowned. "Is that because Dean trusted me quickly and he still doesn't trust you?"

"No, it's- wait what? What makes you say he still doesn't trust me?" Kate asked as she took a step inside the panic room.

"I've-" Anna started before she stopped herself and frowned as if she was listening to something.

"What's wrong? The angel radio is back on?" Ruby asked.

"No, but Sam and Dean..." Anna said as she stood up. Kate stared at her as she walked to the door.

"I don't think you're supposed to leave this room," Ruby told her but the red head ignored her as she walked out. Ruby sighed as she glanced at Kate who didn't react. Ruby followed Anna as Kate stayed there thinking. He still doesn't trust you.

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"How?" Anna asked right when Kate came in the doorway.

She had decided to go upstairs after have realized that it was absolutely no use in trying to understand why Dean was still this distrustful about her. Pamela had told Bobby that they could all trust her completely, the angels had said that she was to be protected and she had passed his stupid tests the very first night she landed in this world. Sure, he had told her that he had been to Hell and that had messed him up. But why would he be this trustful to a girl that Ruby had told her knew everything about the Apocalypse and the seals that Lilith was breaking, and not to her?

"We've got a friend that has some abilities. She'll be very helpful, don't worry," Dean told her gently before he looked at Sam "I'm gonna give Pamela a call and see if she can come check her out," he told his brother before he stood up and walked to the messy hallway "And please could you just clean this mess?" Dean said to Kate as he gave her a hard look. She stared at him a bit taken aback but bit down on her tongue and looked away as he walked away.

"Let me help you," the red head said as she walked by Kate and bent down to take a few things.

"No, Anna. You better get back downstairs, you'll be safer there," Sam told her as he stood up and the almost pale woman looked at Kate before obliging. Sam walked to Kate as Anna left. He bent down to help Kate gather the few things while Ruby sighed following the Anna to the basement.

"I can do it, Sam," Kate replied almost bitterly.

"And I can help," he told her as he took a few things that Kate grabbed from him and put in one of the few empty boxes. "I'm sorry about Dean... He's having a hard time lately."

"When isn't he?" Kate asked sarcastically as she gathered a few little boxes and put them all in one bigger box.

"It's really just this whole case-" Sam started to tell her, trying to find an excuse for his brother's behaviour but Kate cut him off.

"Is it? Because I really feel like there's something else. I feel like the only real problem for him is me," she told him with a bitter tone as she looked up at the tall man. He looked at her with a puppy dog expression grazing his whole face which made Kate sigh. She couldn't be this nasty towards him, while he was always so kind to her. "I'm sorry Sam. I didn't want to act like a bitch towards you... It's just-" Kate said before Dean came back and interrupted her.

"Pamela's okay. I'm gonna pick her up right now."

"Alright," Sam replied as Dean glanced at Kate who ignored him completely as she grabbed a big box she had finished filling with other things and walked to the cupboard.

Dean tilted his head as he had suddenly noticed what she was wearing. A simple grey t-shirt and a pair of shorts that wasn't too short but short enough to show off her creamy white legs. His eyes looked up and down at her as she climbed on the chair with the big box in her arms, and they lingered on her long legs before Sam coughed almost obnoxiously. Dean turned his head at his brother who was giving him a sort of bitch face.

"Pamela?" Sam told him and he nodded.

"Yeah. Pamela. I've gotta go and pick her up. I'll be back in a few," he said as he glanced at Kate one last time before walking away.

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"Pamela!" Kate exclaimed as she made her way towards the blind woman who was walking in the hallway leading to the basement's door.

"Is that the voice of my favourite impossible girl?" Pamela said with a smile as Kate came in front of her. Pamela reached out with her hands while Dean was closing the door behind him. Kate gave her hands out for the woman before they hugged. "How are you doing, honey?"

"Better than when I was thrown to your walls by that creature," Kate replied jokingly which made Pamela smirk before they pulled apart.

"So you're finished with your big household?" Pamela asked her.

"Almost. But I think Bobby isn't too fond of it," Kate replied in an amused tone as Dean put some things in the living room.

"He never liked the fresh smell of a neat house," the psychic replied when Dean arrived by her side.

"Maybe we could go see that innocent girl now?" Dean told Pamela who nodded. Dean put his hands on her, but she made a clicking sound with her tongue as she shook her head.

"I want my girl here to lead me, if you don't mind Dean? Maybe you could go first and we'll be there right behind you," Pamela said and Dean glanced at Kate and put his hands away as he circled the two women and walked downstairs.

"Alright, let's go," Kate said as she crossed one of her arms with one of the psychic's.

"What's wrong with you, honey? I can feel you've got a lot in your mind."

"Oh you know, that's just the usual too anxious thinking of any 24 year old woman who's been thrown into a world of pure madness," Kate replied trying to sound as nonchalant as possible as she led the woman to the basement's door and they stepped in there.

"I feel more than this," Pamela whispered.

"What about we talk about it later?" Kate suggested in a whisper too.

"As you wish honey, but don't you think I'll just forget," Pamela told her as she stopped in the stairs and faced her. Kate's lips curled into a little smile.

"Yeah," she told her before the psychic started to walk down so Kate helped her. "We're here!" Kate called out and she saw Dean walk to the end of the staircase downstairs waiting for them.

"Pamela, hey!" Sam said when the two women reached the end of the stairs and Kate let Pamela steps towards Sam who had walked towards her.

"Sam?"

"Yeah."

"Sam? Is that you?" The psychic asked and Kate knew that she was fooling with Sam. She licked her lips and bit her bottom lip as she smiled.

"I'm right here," he told her as Dean was staring at Sam and the psychic.

"Oh. Know how I can tell?" Pamela said before she grabbed Sam's ass all of sudden making Kate bit her lips together to not laugh. "That perky little ass of yours. You could bounce a nickel off that thing," Pamela laughed and Kate couldn't help herself as she laughed out loud too. Dean turned his head at Kate surprised to hear her laugh this loud and this fully. She was holding on her tummy as she laughed and tried to stop herself. A little smile appeared on his lips as he stared at her. She had one of those laughs that could make you smile or even laugh along. "At least I made someone laugh here," Pamela said as she smiled at Sam. "Of course I know it's you, grumpy. Same way I know that's a demon, and that poor girl's Anna and that you've been eyeing my rack."

Kate laughed even more and Dean couldn't help but think that she was really beautiful when she laughed. Suddenly, the brunette threw her head back and Dean's face fell as he felt a strong and hard pinch in his heart at the view. His eyes had fallen on the scar that was on her throat; the one he did to her.

"Uh... uh... uh," Sam replied to Pamela, feeling embarrassed as he threw a glance at Kate.

"Don't sweat it, kiddo. I still got more senses than most. And Kate you sound like you really needed a good laugh," Pamela said turning to Kate.

"I sure did," Kate said before she saw Sam's gaze tuning in a little glare at her. "I'm gonna stop… It's stopping, see?" Kate said as she managed to calm herself down. Sam shook his head as Pamela made her way to Anna who was standing a few steps away from Ruby, right in front of the panic room.

"Hey, Anna. How are you? I'm Pamela," Pamela said as she reached her hands out to the red head.

"Hi," Anna said with a smile while Sam noticed his brother staring at a wall as if he was a bit off. He tapped him on the back, bringing him back to the now moment. Dean turned his attention to the psychic as she talked to Anna.

"Dean told me what's been going on. I'm excited to help," Pamela told her.

"Oh. That's nice of you," Anna replied still smiling politely at the woman with sunglasses.

"Oh, well, not really. Any chance I can dick over an angel, I'm taking it."

"Why?" Anna asked as Kate glanced at Ruby who was staring at Pamela with her arms crossed over her chest, but her eyes would glance at Sam now and then which made Kate glance at the younger Winchester. She wondered what really was the relationship between the two hunters and the demon.

"They stole something from me," the psychic replied making Kate look back at her as she remembered everything she was told ever since she came in this world. She knew it was by trying to see Castiel's true form that the woman had had her eyes burned off. Pamela took off her sunglasses, revealing her white eyes as the red-haired woman looked at her with surprise but also a bit of fear. Pamela gave a little amused smirk "Demon-y, I know. But they're just plastic. Good for business. Makes me look extra-psychic according to Kate. Don't you think the same?" She laughed making Anna smile. "Now...how about you tell me what your deal is? Hmm? Don't you worry, if you can get concentrated more than Kate it will be very easy," Pamela said as she put her arm on Anna's back and they both walked to the panic room.

"Hey!" Kate protested next to the staircase.

"I'm just pointing out a fact here, honey," Pamela said as she stepped in the panic room smiling at the red head.

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"I don't want to."

"It'll be okay. Anna, just one look, that's all we need," Pamela gently said to Anna as Kate made her way back downstairs after have taken a quick shower and changed into a slim pair of jeans and a red t-shirt underneath a black sweater. However she was completely barefeet this time; it was an old habit of her to not wear any shoes when staying in a house, and she couldn't let it go. As she arrived next to Ruby at the open door, she noticed how it was pretty intense in the panic room. Sam was next to the open door and Dean was sitting on the desk, both of them were staring at Anna. Kate glanced at Ruby before she stepped into the panic room and stood next to Sam.

"No,"Anna replied to Pamela who simply insisted. Dean was staring at Anna and Kate couldn't help but look at him. There was no denying he was a very good-looking man, but he was also very annoying with his changing moods towards her. And it was a bit hard to believe that he didn't trust her at all, especially since the last time he was at Bobby's, he had been so kind and apologizing towards her. And most of all, he had told her something he hadn't told anyone. He had told her he remembered Hell.

"What's your dad's name? Your real dad. Why is he angry at you?" Pamela insisted.

"No. No! No?" Anna screamed pulling Kate out of her thoughts as she turned her attention back to the red head. "No!"

"Calm down," the psychic told her gently but Anna just kept screaming which worried Kate.

"He's gonna kill me!"

"Anna, you're safe," Pamela tried to reassure her when suddenly the door shut closed.

"No!" Anna kept on screaming. And suddenly all of the lights started to explode and the glass to shatter. Sam immediately put his arms around Kate and tried to block all the shattering from reaching her as she brought her hands up to her chest, while trying to keep her eyes open to look at what was happening.

"Calm down," Pamela kept trying to calm the woman down.

"Maybe you should stop," Kate shouted making Pamela raise her hand in a stop signal.

"He's gonna kill me!"

"It's all right, Anna," Pamela tried to calm Anna down.

"Anna?" Dean said as he walked to her and reached for her shoulder..

"Dean, don't," the psychic warned him. And suddenly, Anna threw Dean across the room. Kate immediately ran out of Sam's arms towards Dean who had broken a chair when he landed on his back.

"Wake in 1, 2, 3, 4, 5," Pamela said quickly as Kate bent down by Dean's side.

"Dean, you're okay?" She asked him as she cupped his chin with her hand and made him face her as she scanned him. He looked up at her and their eyes met. He saw the genuine concern in her eyes as he slowly nodded at her.

"Anna... Anna? You all right?" Pamela asked as Kate helped Dean up. She winced a little and glanced down at her barefeet and the shattered glass all over the floor.

"Thank you, Pamela," Anna said as Dean stared at Anna as he noticed a change in her voice. There was more confidence in it than before. "That helped a lot. I remember now."

"Remember what?" Sam asked as he never looked away from Anna.

"Who I am," she only replied as she turned her head towards him and looked him in the eyes.

"I'll bite. Who are you?" Dean asked as everyone in the room stared at her.

"I'm an angel," Anna replied before she glanced at Kate and then at her feet. "I am sorry, Kate. I didn't mean to."

"What?" Sam asked as he and Dean turned to look at Kate before they noticed her bare feet.

"Damn!" Dean exclaimed as his arms immediately and naturally wrapped around Kate. One arm under her legs and the other supporting her back like a groom carrying his bride. Kate was surprised but all she could do was wince almost too quietly as she looked at her feet and saw a lot of blood dropping. "Why are you always barefeet, Kaitlin?" Dean asked her, his tone almost annoyed. She glanced at him and saw that his eyes didn't hold any kind of anger or annoyance. All she could see was real concern.

"We should all go upstairs while Dean takes care of Kate," Pamela suggested while Kate decided to put one of her arm on his back to hold onto him.

"Yeah," Sam said before turning to his brother, his arms opened ready to carry Kate upstairs "Do you want me to-"

"I've got her," Dean cut him off as he walked to the door and Sam nodded as he went to open the door. Kate was biting on her bottom lip and staring at her legs, trying to keep herself calm.

"What the hell happened?!" Ruby exclaimed as the door opened. She winced when her eyes fell to Kate's feet before Dean passed by her to get to the staircase. Ruby looked at them before turning to Sam questioning him with her eyes.

Dean kept walking with Kate in his arms and glanced down at her face as he noticed she was quiet ever since she helped him up after he was thrown away. He frowned his eyebrows as he walked upstairs.

"You're very quiet," Dean told her "I would have thought you would have cried in pain or something." She looked up to his face and noticed that his face was very close to hers. She looked at the many freckles all over his face, the few little faded scars here and there, the shape of his lips, of his nose and then she looked at his eyes. He had quiet long eyelashes for a man, but what always struck her the most was the beautiful green of his almond eyes. She had never seen anyone with eyes holding this kind of green. She stared and slowly she stopped biting on her lip as she almost forgot the aching pain on the below part of her feet. Dean glanced down at her and noticed her staring at him. "What?"

"Ouch," she said in a little voice.

"Ouch?"

"Just ouch," she whispered and he looked at her as she avoided his gaze. Dean couldn't help but glance at the scar on her throat. He felt his heart beating faster and harder, he gulped and looked away as he finished walking up those stairs before too much guilt would rise in him, accompanied by memories of Hell.