The next morning, I wake up to Sam shouting. I grab my demon knife, and run towards the sound, only to get pinned to a wall.
"The Littlest Winchester." she says. I grunt to try to get off the wall. She smirks. "Don't even try." She walks closer to me.
"I think you'll wanna know what your brothers REALLY think of you." she says. I stop for a moment. Dean is next to Sam on the wall. "Ahh, struck your interest?" she says.
"Rach, whatever she says is a lie!" Dean exclaims.
"Rachel, why would Dean say that if he wasn't trying to hide something?" she says. She puts one hand on Sam's forehead, and one on Dean's.
"Ahh, yes, the truth comes out into the open. Sammy first." she says. I look at Sam.
"Well, I didn't expect it to be THIS bad! Rachel Winchester is an annoying problem that, unfortunately, Dean and I have to deal with." she says.
"You're lying!" Sam snaps. She smirks.
"Am I?" she says, looking at me. I feel tears falling from from my eyes.
"Sam." I breathe.
"Next up, Dean Winchester." she says. "Wow, worse. Rachel needs to get some help, because she's become a pathetic distraction."
"No!" Dean says. I feel myself bawling. I am suddenly off the wall. I jump to my feet, and run out the door. I rush down the street, and get to a bus stop.
I get on a bus to Philadelphia, and I realize that i will be on this bus for a LONG time to get from Kansas to Pennsylvania. I sigh. How could they think those things about me? I'm pathetic.
DEAN'S POV
She takes her hands off our heads, and I am able to say what I mean again.
"What did you do to us?!" Sam shouts. The demon smirks.
"I took control and only let you say what I wanted you to say. See, I didn't want you to deny what I said, so you didn't. Now she's on her way away from you." she says. We get off the wall, and Sam slowly slowly sneaks up behind the bitch, and stabs her with our knife. She falls down dead. I immediately know what we have to do. I pray to Cas, and he appears behind me.
"You prayed?" he asks. I nod.
"Rachel ran away." I say. He goes wide eyed.
"Why?" he asks. I sigh.
"We'll explain later, but can you find her?" I ask. He sighs and shakes his head.
"I don't know...she's got a hex bag, I may not be able to locate her. I'm sorry." Cas replies. Sam sighs, and looks at me.
"What now?" he asks. I sigh too.
"I have no idea."
1 WEEK LATER
RACHEL'S POV
"Thanks." I say to the lady who took my order. I've been on the run from Sam and Dean for a week now, and I've had to deal with my panic attacks on my own.
I miss them, but I don't plan on going back. They don't need me. They did fine before I came around, they're doing even better since I decided to haul ass.
I've been holding onto my hex bag as if it is a life source, refusing to be visible on the radar again. The second that hex bag gets away from me, Cas will find me, and tell the guys, which i really dont want.
I've been carrying my gun with silver bullets, extra bullets with rock salt, and my demon knife. I've killed about 3 demons over the past week. Somehow they all find me.
I walk down the street with my bag from Burger King, and walk to a park, and take a seat on a bench. I got onion rings, a chocolate shake, and a bacon cheeseburger. I got the burger because of Dean.
A few days before I took off, Dean came back to the bunker after a food run.
****
"I'm back, and I have food!" Dean shouts as he walks back into the bunker.
"What took you so long?" I ask as he walks to the table and puts down the bags of food he has in his hands.
"Shut it, you get your food, now be happy." he replies jokingly. I smile. I start to look through the bags.
"Dean, where are my hot dogs?" I ask, not seeing them in any of the bags.
"Nope, no way. I ain't giving you that crap-quality food. Nah, I'm giving you the Dean Winchester special. A bacon cheeseburger with extra grease." he says. I smile.
"Okay, I guess I'm not a Winchester if I don't eat like a pig." I reply. He nods, and hands me a wrapped up burger.
"Damn straight." he says. I unwrap the burger, and look at it, and then take a bite. HOLY SHIT THIS IS HEAVEN ON A FRIGGIN' BUN!
"Holy crap." I say. Dean smiles.
"Like it?" he asks. I nod, and take another bite.
"Damn you, Dean Winchester." I say.
"Why?"
"Because now I'm gonna be a fatass, thanks to you ruining me. It's like no other food compares!" i exclaim. He chuckles.
"Believe me, I know."
****
I smile at the memory, and then unwrap my burger. Some things will never change. I finish all my food, and then get up from the bench, and start to walk down the street. I throw my trash away in a garbage can, and walk to the alley where I have been sleeping.
"Winchester." someone says from behind me. I mentally curse, and turn to face the demon.
"Dickhead." I say. He smirks, and his eyes flash black. "Look, do we really need to do this right now? I just ate, and I'm not supposed to beat the shit out of some douchebag for another half hour." He starts to walk towards me. "No? Fine, let's do it your way."
I pull out my knife and slice his arm. He steps back, and shouts. I advance and get ready to stab him, when he shoves me back into the wall. I drop my knife. He comes towards me, so I slam him in the face with my fist. He stumbles, so I lift up my leg and front-kick him in the stomach, to send him flying onto his back. When I go for my knife, I'm stuck to the wall, and see 2 more demons join in on the fight. One of them grabs my knife.
"Now you get to know what it's like to be stabbed with this stupid knife." The female one says. She raises her arm, but soon light comes out of her eyes and mouth and nose, and I close my eyes and look away. I hear someone shout "HEY!" and then screams. I fall off the wall, so I decide to look and open my eyes.
"Cas?" I ask, staring at the angel before me.
"Hello Rachel. It's been a while." he says.
"How did you find me?" I ask.
"You really should keep track of your things." he says. I feel in my pocket, my hex bag is gone.
"Damnit." I say to myself. "Cas, please, just go."
"Rachel, you need to go home." he replies.
"I don't wanna go home, Cas!" I exclaim.
"Why?" he asks.
"Ya know what I have at home? Embarrassment. I bother Sam and Dean with my stupid, weak bullshit about not being able to stay calm and panicking all the time! I barely help on cases because I'm useless! I'm just in the way, Cas. They don't need my crap right now." I say, grabbing my knife off the ground.
"Do you wanna know what's REALLY waiting for you at the bunker? Two guys who were controlled by a demon and didn't get to say what they wanted to say. That demon made it up, and then wouldn't let them protest. Waiting for you at the bunker are 2 guys, your brothers, who have been looking for you 24/7. 2 guys who care about you. 2 guys who can't handle the fact you left, and 2 guys who don't understand why you don't want to come back to them. You think you're in the way? It's the exact opposite. They need you, because you're their family. And whether you like it or not, they want you home." he says.
"Are you serious?" I ask quietly, my anger leaving me.
"Immensely." he replies. I think a moment. I wanna go home. I wanna go home. I need to go home. I walk towards Cas, and hug him. He seems shocked for a moment, but soon hugs me back.
"Cas?" I ask into his shoulder.
"Yes?" he says.
"Can you take me back home?"
****
SAM'S POV
"So he just winked out?" Dean asks. "What the hell happened while I was gone?"
"We were looking for Rachel, when all of the sudden Cas got this weird look on his face, and then he was gone." I reply.
"Well, do you think he found her?" Dean says.
"Yeah." We hear by the door. We both look and see Rachel leaning against the door frame. "I think he did."
She walks towards us, and hugs us both. She pulls away, and looks at us.
"I'm really sorry." she says.
"You scared the hell out of us! 7 days you were gone!" Dean says. She nods.
"I know, I'm sorry."
"Just never run away like that again." I say. She nods.
"Don't worry. I've got all my thoughts and priorities straightened out, I won't be leaving anytime soon." she replies. I smile, and hug her again. She pulls away and looks at Dean. She opens her arms. He just looks away.
"Dean, come on, you can't stay mad at me forever." she says. He looks at her, and smiles slightly, and gives her a hug. "Now that's my brother." she says into his shoulder, smiling widely.
****
I wake up at about 4 o' clock in the morning to someone whispering "Wakey Wakey!" so I open my eyes. I see a girl that has blonde hair with blue streaks in it. Her eyes flash black. I reach under my pillow for my knife not taking my eyes off of her.
Suddenly I'm on the wall. I grunt in pain from the impact. She smirks.
"Looking for this?" she asks, holding up my knife. Shit. "Hello Winchester."
"Hello Bitch." I reply. The smirk leaves her face.
"Look, I'm just gonna be straight with you, us demons have been doing some experiments." she says.
"What kind of experiments?" I ask, not sure where this is going.
"Well, you know about deals, right? Of course you do. We have found ways to get around the deals." she replies.
She comes over to me, and puts her hands on either side of my head, and starts talking in Latin.
"Supplicia descendunt in infernum verus usus anima tua." she says, and I feel my stomach twisting, and I groan. She pulls away.
"What did you just do?" I ask, pissed.
"I told you, we go around the deal-making part. I think you can figure out what that means." she says. I think a moment, and then my eyes widen with realization.
"I'm going to Hell?" I say. She smiles and nods. "Wait, you figured out a damn spell on how drag souls downstairs without making a deal?"
"Impressed?" she asks. "When you die, you go to Hell." I am suddenly filled with panic, and I can feel it coming like a tidal wave. I do the only thing I can think of.
"SAM! DEAN! GUYS HELP!" I scream at the top of my lungs. She slaps me. I keep shouting. "GUYS NOW! SAM! DEAN!"
Sam comes barging in, and stabs her dead. I fall off the wall and into Dean's arms. I let it out, sobbing and panicking.
"Hey, hey, shh, shh, relax, its okay, it's okay." Dean coos, getting on his knees as I fall to the ground, and holding me close.
"D-Dean! She used a sp-sp-spell!" I say.
"What spell, Rach?" he asks.
"The d-demons got around d-d-deals! They don't n-need them! She said a sp-spell that is g-gonna bring me down! Dean, I'm going to Hell!" I say. Dean suddenly freezes, and then pulls me closer.