I heard the tears, they tears reminded me of the past

I heard the tears, they tears reminded me of the past. I promised myself that I wouldn't cry unless I lost Dean or Sam. Just in this case I was crying because my best friend's body was lying in my lap crippling away because I couldn't shot the damn bastered. The tears wouldn't stop; they wouldn't stop even on command. It seemed they had a mind of their own, the mind of everything was different, my thoughts, my mind, and my soul was locket up because I was frozen in the darkness of fear, I was letting the fear swallow me up because I couldn't explain the reason I was frozen in time, as the clock ticked away so did Jessica's live was ticking away also. The fate was turned when I heard his gun go off; the table of fate was turned when I didn't shoot the demon.

I couldn't hear anything but the feet that were coming closer to the class room grabbing the gun with lighting speed to see three other police pointed at me their guns.

"We don't want to shot, don't make us Miss Winchester." I heard one of them whisper to me they didn't know if the guy was out or not.

"Okay," I whispered I tried to mange something else but the words were frozen in my throat along with the other fears and thoughts. At first it took me awhile I didn't see Sam or Dean, until five second after they took my gun and the gun that Sam was planning to shot the guy with also.

"Megan are you okay?" Sam asked me, I didn't answer. Dean rushed to me; he could see that I was covered in blood- that blood wasn't mine it was Jessica's crimson blood soaking my tang-top. Dean back away to stand where Sam was now, I wouldn't leave Jessica's side; the blood soaked my tang-top and through her cashmere t-shirt. I watched her weak smile form on her face but she couldn't laugh at anything anymore because of me. I didn't stop the demon in time; now I lost my best friend like the vision had in planned for her fate. I shouldn't be crying like this but I should. I didn't know what to do now, the demon wanted me, my friend got shot for it and my shoulder was in pain.

Seeing Dean and Sam walk through the door also, I wouldn't leave Jessica's side; the blood soaked through her cashmere t-shirt. I watched her weak smile form on her face but she couldn't laugh at anything anymore because of me. I didn't stop the demon in time; now I lost my best friend of the world. I shouldn't be crying but I should. I didn't know what to do now, the demon wanted me, my friend got shot for it and my shoulder was in pain. No amount of pain could make the pain that was in my shoulder go way because of the fact that Jessica was slowly dying here in this frozen time frame. The blood oozed out of her cream colored skin, I wouldn't hear her sweet laugh again, I wouldn't see her the next day because I screwed up her life with I didn't do today. As time slips the frozen frame goes slowly, I heard every student leave the room besides me and my slowly dieing friend Jessica.

"Please move aside," I heard a guy's voice noticing the paramedic was here already. I didn't move, I wouldn't move she was my friend just like a sister that I never had.

"No I'm not leaving she doesn't like doctors. She has a fear of them." I whispered feeling my frozen body move, I watched as the men worked on my friend's body. They couldn't stop the blood from flowing out of her body. The tear wouldn't stop; they were like rain a storm that wouldn't stop because it was to nurture the land. The paramedic didn't seem to agree with me being there as long as I didn't get in the way.

"Jessica can you hear us?" I heard the paramedic ask my friend, she didn't respond back to their question. It seemed that they were to late but I wasn't sure, this when being a vampire would be good because you could hear their heart beat; I knew a couple of second ago that Jessica's heart stopped but I wasn't sure.
"Jessica Landers can you hear us?" I heard him again; three second late they look at her seeing that her weak pulse was gone. She was declared dead at the time the bell rang again some one's parents where paging them to come to the office. She would have been happy because she would have hung out with me; I looked down to see her phone in my hand she wants to contact her adoptive parents. She wants them to know that she is now happy for ever with her real parents. Sleep well my true friend I'm am truly sorry with what happened. No tears Megan, no tears. A little blood shed isn't enough for tears. I shouldn't be crying. I'm sorry my friend I could have saved you but I was afraid to take action.

"Can we look are you arm?" I heard the milky voice ask snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Sure," I whispered knowing the Sam and Dean saw that I was broken. The other teacher's come into the room seeing that homeless guy was killed, he was only strong because of the demon, everybody bought Sam's story with him being high off of drugs.

"Fuck," I whispered under my breath

"Did that hurt?"

"Yes," I whispered to the man that was helping me.

"I've stopped some of the bleeding but the rest of it has to be done in the hospital. We can take you or your brothers could, but before you do anything we need to stop the bleeding inside your shoulder."

"Okay," I whispered knowing that I really didn't care at this point. Jessica's death could have been stopped if I just didn't let my guard down or my gun out of my hand. The other students shouldn't have been their demon was after me not her. More tears fell I couldn't control myself this wasn't any other human- no that person was my best friend.

On the simplest hunts somebody would die, this I knew was different for one she was my friend- my sister that I never had. I should have just listen to my hunters intuition shoot then ask question later… Just what Dean had taught me? The paramedic was done with my shoulder, I would have to go into the hospital to get the bullet out, but I know Sam would take care of that instead. Standing up I watch the men work quick so the blood won't stain the carpet in that part of the classroom- is that really all they cared about was this liquid that would stain the classroom floor- that was my best friend that got shoot, a daughter, and a student. Didn't they really care what happened? Watching them pack Jessica's dead body was the hardest for me to watch, I watched her limp body hit the ground now her body was going to be frozen- until the funeral. Dean walked in front of me to block my view of what was going on- that didn't help the move that was playing within my head. The police was asking the question to the students, and then asked the teachers walking past them I over heard the Art teacher talking about Jessica.

"She was acting weird when she walked into class; we were going to ask her if she was on drugs or even if she smoked to make her look high."

"Jessica wouldn't do anything like that! She wouldn't even pick up one!"

"Mr. Winchester control your sister please."

"Why should he? Why couldn't you gas the classroom, my friend would still be alive right now! IF you guys didn't second guess yourself."

"Sam, Dean control you sister," I heard the chief tell me. Dean pulled my arm, I pulled away, feeling the wet blood get smeared off my skin.

"She shouldn't have died."

"Megan we know that she was your friend, a very close friend. Does she have any parents?"

"Yes she was adopted three years ago when she was freshmen. Why?"

"We need to call them to let them know that Jessica has been shot and killed."

"That wouldn't help their pain, I don't know there number sorry."

"Okay thank you Miss Winchester."

I turned around I started to cry in Sam's chest, he knew I was in pain no matter what- people would say she didn't deserve this. Getting out into the parking lot, Sam opened the Impala door for me. Sitting down I didn't know what to do after that because I knew I was weak- this shouldn't have happened because that fact would be is everything was going by faster school was almost over now Jessica was died.

"Sorry that you lost her Meg." I heard Sam whisper he wasn't the person to think of about these moment, compared to Dean that didn't know how to show weakness even when it came to a death he would hide his feelings for a person or even a dead person.

"Your sorry about what Sam? Is he going to start a fight with me, Sam I saw this happened I knew that she was going to die no matter what I couldn't change the fate of her death." My body started to shake even more. I saw Dean come out with a bottle of water that he got from the teacher lounge and with some lipstick on his lips.

"Having fun are we?"

"I wanted some water to calm down Meg that's all." I was shocked that Dean didn't say anything about what I did as a mistake towards hunter's rules. Taking a drink of the cold water, I watch the students that could drive leave the others were waiting for there parents to come and get them. I could feel that Sam was stroking my hair to make me calm down it was working but it stopped when I heard Dean ask me the question that I wasn't really expecting from him.

"Why didn't you shoot the damn bastered in the first place? Why did you second guess yourself?" I heard Dean ask me I couldn't respond.

"Dean she doesn't need this right now don't start a fight."

"I ask you again Megan Winchester, why didn't you shoot the damn bastered in the first place? Why did you second guess yourself?"

"Shut the hell up Dean. She wasn't your friend," standing up I shoved him against the Impala were in the parking lot, the tears that I wanted to so bad to stop wouldn't this time, when Sam calmed me down then the tears stopped. Now I was crying because I didn't want to fight I just thought of everything that would have happened to me- that demon was after me not her- ME!

"Why didn't you shoot the damn bastered in the first place? Why did you second guess yourself?" I heard Dean he wanted a fight I would give him a real good one.

"Shut the hell up Dean. She wasn't your friend," I shoved him against the Impala were in the parking lot, I felt the tears come easier because I wasn't holding on to my emotion one thing that Dean didn't have, "She was like my own sister, if that was me or even Sam would you have shot the damn bastered? I'm sorry that I didn't save my friend, at least I dropped my gun tried to get my friend away from the demon! So shut the fuck up Dean." I looked at Dean to see that he was trying to choose his words wisely because he knew that I could beat the crap out of him right now. He looked like this when he didn't believe me the first time that I meet him he didn't believe that I was his sister, he has never wanted me to be his sister just the fact would be nothing more would have happened this fateful day. Nothing more then agony in Dean's eyes still didn't explain what was going through his head. The agony that he would hide, but I could see that hiding it didn't do anything for him now- his face was like an open book.
"I would have still shot the demon no matter what. If it was you or Sam I would have done something given myself up for the demon. I know that the demon wants us but you know the price of being a Winchester," Dean pushed me back, the next then I knew I had slapped him in the face, "What was that for?"

"Why weren't you there? Why couldn't you let me just handle my way, then Jessica would still be alive got that brother." I punched him in the gut to see what he was going to do. I could taste that blood on my lip, Dean had punched me in my lip.

"If it was you or Sam, I would just shot one of you to get to the demon." I looked at my brother struggle with his words, he couldn't come up with words that would help him see the fact that everything didn't happen because he wanted to. Still waiting for his answer I think about what I could have done to save Jessica.

"Well I couldn't do that she was my friend for god sacks Jessica was my friend. She didn't have died right now, I'm covered in her blood, and don't you see that! She died because I couldn't shoot the damn fucking demon! If you're blind as a damn bat don't you see her blood on my hands because she was bleeding to death!" The tears came more then ever I couldn't see why I so mad at Dean but he pinned into a corner to see that it was my fault that she died instead of me.

"I didn't say anything like that Megan, she died because it's apart of the job. If you get close to somebody you know that other demons are going to be after your friends, you know even before we even met you." snapped Dean I could see he was fighting me back even if I didn't know what to say after that, Sam and Dean had my car. I took the Impala for a spin to a stop some where I could cool or just blame myself for what had just had happened to my best friend of the world.