A/N: Hi there! Well, here's chapter 7, it isn't a very interesting chapter, if I say so myself, but it's a necessary part of the story.
So, please, read and review, you know me, the review-junkie
Songs:
I wanna be sedated- The Ramones
Sleepwalking past hope- HIM
Again, please review, it'd make my day. And, next chapter will be up tomorrow night or monday in the afternoon, tops.
Peace to all, Love, Maggie
Sorry for any grammar mistakes
-Any news?- Sam whispered, so he wouldn't wake Emma up. Dean just shook his head in denial.
-She's out of surgery now, but she's not waking up- he said with a pained voice. He took a seat next to his brother and Emma, and sighed. It was Thursday night; they had brought Danielle to the hospital on Wednesday night. So it's been a day since they hadn't seen her. The doctors wouldn't let them. They said she was stable, but needed time to recover from the blood loss. They had given her transfusions but she was still very weak, and they had her sedated.
Slowly, Emma woke up, stirring, and yawned. Then she remembered her cousin was in a hospital bed alone, and she jumped from her seat.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa- Sam said, grabbing her arm tightly- where're you going?-
-To see Dani, where else?- she asked in a matter of fact tone
-No, we can't go…-
-Doctors can fuck themselves, I'm goin'- she told him seriously and walked away
-Fuck!- Sam cursed under his breath before going after her. She was a handful that was sure. She'd been asleep for most of the night, but she kept threatening the doctors all day.
-Emma, come here- he called- Emma!- he tried to be discreet, but she was making it pretty hard. He didn't even realize his brother was still in the waiting room. He jogged to her side, tired or following her around. He gripped her shoulders and spun her around to face him
-Stop- he told her firmly. She glared, and shook his hands off.
-Get me the fuck alone, Dexter- she murmured, and kept walking. He sighed, and thought about tying her to a chair, or locking her in a room.
-Miss Cooper?- a middle age doctor asked, searching with his eyes for Emma-oh, there you are. Miss, you're cousin…-
-She's awake? Can I see her? How is she? Is she alright? She's gonna be alright?- Emma inquired, until she stopped, panting. The doctor smiled at her, then at Sam
-She's awake now, but she's still weak and might be a little traumatized. Until we make sure she speaks with a psychiatrist, you can see her for a few minutes only-
-Okay, whatever, I'll go- she muttered- go tell your brother, c'mon- she pushed Sam on the direction of the waiting room and almost ran to Danielle's room, the doctor following her close. Sam sighed again, and went to get Dean. He'd be pissed if he didn't tell him.
-Oh, my God!- Emma gasped, seeing Danielle in the hospital bed, connected to all kinds of machines and awful looking stuffs. Her eyes filled with tears and she crawled to her side. She looked so fragile. So broken. All her body was covered in white patches. Her usually beautiful face was full of cuts and bruises. She looked like she was in pain.
-Dani…- Emma whispered, touching her hand lightly-I'm sorry- she said- I'm so sorry- she hugged her cousin tight and sobbed against her.
-Oh, my God- She heard Sam's voice exclaim and got up quickly, wiping her tears away. Dean seemed completely fucked up. His expression was something between angry and guilty, mixed with some sympathy, and some pain. She honestly felt sorry for him, for her, for everybody. Her momma bunny was hurt and she couldn't help her.
-Please, wake up- she cried- please, please, wake up- she smiled sadly as Dean and Sam looked at her confused-please? Baby bunny needs you- she buried her face in Danielle's side and felt a soft hand caress her hair and she looked up quickly.
-Well, if baby bunny needs me then- Danielle's voice was weak and husky, but she was grinning down at her cousin- I never could resist my baby bunny- she hugged her cousin in a surprising demonstration of strength- I've missed you!- she whispered in Emma's ear. They were wrapped in each other's arms, and they were both crying now. And Danielle laughed at that. She didn't cry when that demon tortured her, but she was crying now. She was like a mermaid, she thought, tears of pain never, tears of happiness, yes.
Danielle pulled apart slowly, grimacing as her entire body protested at the movement.
-How bad am I?- she asked them seriously- and tell me the truth please, I'm a big girl-
Dean, Sam and Emma looked at each other. Then back at Danielle.
-You had an internal bleedin', that they stopped. Then you're cut everywhere and were stabbed several times, but the wounds weren't lethal- Emma told her. She was never able to lie to her cousin, never.
-You're pretty shaken, baby, you need to rest- Dean walked to her and gently kissed her lips.
-Mmm, no- Danielle shook her head- I want out-
-What? No, no way, you can't…-
-Dean, I want out- she pushed
-I'm callin' 'em to come here and sedate you- Emma threatened- you can't be serious. Brandy, you don't remember what happened?-
- I do- she replied, flinching from the pain she was in- but I really, truly, wholeheartedly, hate hospital-
-Who doesn't?- Emma retorted- but you're stayin' till they tell you to go. I'm not riskin' it-
-Whatever- Danielle muttered- she paused and looked at Emma- and don't call me Brandy- she added, which made Emma smiled. Danielle was trying hard to think about something else, anything, to keep her mind from going back to that dark place, and all that pain... She shuddered and Dean was immediately asking what was wrong.
-Nothin'- she answered, smiling at him- it's just, too much, too soon, ya know?- He nodded, and a doctor walked in then
-Hello, Miss Cooper, I'm glad you're awake- he told her
-Hey, Doc- she greeted- so, for how long are you keepin' me here?-
-Dani…- Dean and Sam said in unison
-Well, this may take a while- the doctor looked at the other three- you mind giving us some privacy? I need to talk to her-
-Hell no- Emma shook her head, standing up- I'm not leavin' her alone, Doc, na ah, you'll have to drag me outside-
The doctor knew that she was in fact, being serious. He sighed, and turned to Sam and Dean
-Do you mind then? She can stay- he looked at Danielle- if that's okay with you- he added. Danielle glanced at Emma, who was about to kick someone if she didn't get her way
-It's okay- she said, nodding, which made her head hurt a bit. Sam and Dean reluctantly left the room. Emma pulled a chair to Danielle's side and sat.
-So, shoot, Doc- Emma said, grabbing Danielle's hands in her. She knew her cousin was totally fucked in the head right then, but there was no way around it, they'd have to tell something to that doctor, and hopefully, that'd be enough for now. He could easily see how shaken Danielle still was.
-Alright- the doctor began-Your cousin said she found you like this. Miss, I have to tell you, you were in a pretty bad shape-
-I know- Danielle nodded- my entire body hurts-
-Yes, that's expected, after what you've been through- he looked at Danielle straight in the eyes, and his expression turned patient and sympathetic-but right now I'm worried about who did this to you-
Emma stared at Danielle as she swallowed hard and prepared herself to lie. It wasn't fair, but she was the only one that was going to convince him at that moment.
-I don't know him- she said with a weak voice- I was in a party in L.A with some friends and he took my from the bathroom- she took a deep breath and Emma squeezed her hand softly-next thing I know, I'm in a warehouse, God knows where, and he…- she trailed off, trying to fight back the tears. Even if it wasn't the whole truth, it hurt to think about it
-Take your time, you've been through a lot- the doctor told her. She nodded and Emma stood up to hug her. She accepted her cousin's embrace and worked on calming down her racing heart. It was a good thing Sam and Dean weren't there.
-He, well, I guess you know the things he did to me- she murmured, her big ocean blue eyes shadowed with pain. The doctor nodded.
-Yes, in fact, we do. And that is what scares me the most- his face was shocked. He wondered how could a person go through that and live-Miss Cooper, you were stabbed 7 times, you had shallow cuts all over your body, your shoulders were dislocated and you lost more than half the blood in your system, now, please, if you know why someone would do that to you…-
-I don't- she told him seriously- I've never met the guy before, and he ran as the guys got in, I don't know how they found me- she was losing it a bit. She shouldn't have said that, it was going to get them in trouble. She looked at Emma, a little freaked, but her cousin smiled reassuringly and began to speak
-Look, things are like this, Doc- she said- A couple of friends and me were lookin' for her for days. She vanished from the face of the Earth, and we knew nothin' good would be goin' on- Emma took a breath and continued- the son of bitch called us, called her personal cell phone, Danielle's- she clarified- and said that we weren't goin' to see her ever again- her voice broke just in the perfect moment, and she locked her eyes with Danielle's-Her boyfriend got the call traced, he has connections, I guess, and we went to find her- she squeezed Danielle's hand and turned to the doctor- when we found her, the guy was gone-
-I see- the doctor murmured- can you remember how he looked like, Miss Cooper?- He asked Danielle, who shook her head in response
-No, I never saw him, he blinded me with a piece of dirty cloth- she shivered- it wasn't nice-
-I'm very sorry for making you do this, I will tell the police what you told me. And your friends will have to answer a few questions probably-
-No problem, Doc- Emma said with a wave of her hand-when are you gonna release my Momma Bunny?- The doctor raised his eyebrows at her expression, but took a look at Danielle's medical records and seemed to be thinking what to answer
-The worst wound she has is the stab that almost pierced her liver, other than that, she will be in pain, but it's nothing fatal. I want to keep you here until I can take the stitches out, okay?-
-How long will it take?- Danielle inquired, grimacing
-Maybe a week- the doctor replied- there're just 4 stitches, but I want to keep an eye on that-
-It's okay, can we visit? Or are there any restrictions?- Emma questioned, her voice acid with sarcasm. She wasn't going to forgive the doctors that didn't let her see her cousin
-One of you can stay with her at night, but the others will have to respect visiting hours-
-Alright, I can live with that- she muttered
-Okay, then- the doctor stood up- Call me if you're in any pain, don't be brave, you need to rest in order to heal
-I will, thank you- Danielle smiled kindly at him and he nodded, walking out, leaving Emma and Danielle alone
-You're spillin' the beans, Dani, I don't believe you didn't see him- Emma accused, serious
-Em, please, don't do this now- Danielle begged. She was tired and wanted to be sedated and sleep. The painkillers kept the nightmares away-I need a favor- She looked at Emma with big puppy eyes and she rolled her eyes at her
-Fine- she sighed- what?-
-You need to tell the guys what you told the doctor, they're gonna fuck up if they don't know-
-Fuck, you're right!- Emma cursed- you're gonna be okay here? I can take one at the time-
-I'm okay, get it over with and please, stop callin' me Momma Bunny and change your clothes- Emma chuckled once. Apparently, the crisis was over. Danielle and her were similar in that aspect. They would joke and refuse to speak about certain things, and that was how they were made. If wasn't denial, it was more like, detachment and trying to keep their minds sane.
-I'll be right back- Emma told her, and kissed her hair. She stormed out of the room, looking for Sam and Dean. Now that she was calmer, she felt kinda sorry for Sam. The guy tried to keep her from doing something stupid, and it was a lost cause. As she walked, she promised to herself that she was going to make it up to him, didn't matter how.
Danielle was finally alone, and she felt desperate. She didn't want to be alone, but she needed it. There was no way she could pull it off with Emma there or one if the guys. She could feel bad and sick all she wanted when nobody was there. But she wasn't going to think about that now. She wasn't going to repeat Astaroth's words over and over again in her head, trying to make sense of them. No, she was going to sleep, and get better. Then they could handle whatever came to them. Her inner chat didn't help shutting Astaroth's voice in her head. She kept hearing him, tormenting her, she could feel the knife cutting through her skin, several knives piercing her flesh. She felt everything like she was living it right then, and that was how sleep found her. This time, the drugs didn't keep the nightmares away.
-Sam?- Emma asked as she approached him in the waiting room. Dean was nowhere to be found, and there was this girl, flirting with Sam shamelessly, and she just wanted to rip her miserable, redhead, head off. Even if that was redundant. It was time for a little show.
-Sam, darlin'?- Emma inquired as she walked to his side, wrapping her arms around his waist. He looked at her shock, but she ignored him, instead watching the bitch's face turned green
-Darlin', I need to talk to you- she got on her tiptoes and whispered in his ear, but loud enough so she could hear- Alone- she purred and felt Sam swallowed hard. Unconsciously, his arms had gone around her to, and she wasn't really short, although compared to him, everyone was short, and his hand rested on the small of her back, sending shocks of sensations through her.
-Um, excuse us- Sam said, looking at the girl standing in front of him. He needed to get away from there, to a safer place, otherwise Emma was going to drive him crazy. He heard her laugh as he dragged them to where Dean was, the cafeteria.
-What the hell was that for?- he asked as soon as they were safe. He undid her embrace and almost glared at her, but he wasn't kidding anyone
- C'mon, Dexter, you know you liked it- she teased and walked over to Dean- I've got news- she said and Sam sighed. She was impossible, and totally nuts.
-What's up? Can we see her?- Dean asked and Emma nodded
-Yes, you can see her, but I've got somethin' to tell you first-
-What is it?- She looked at the empty tables and decided that'd be as good as anything. She took both their hands and pulled them to an table in the further corner of the cafeteria
-Dani's awake, but she's not well. She still is in a lot of pain, and I bet my nonexistent paycheck that she's sleepin' right now- she sighed- but that's not what I wanted to tell you- she paused, trying to find a nice way to say it
-What did you tell the doctor?- Sam inquired, saving her from the prelude
-Dani told him the half truth- she answered- and I told him that the guy who kidnapped her called her cell and we traced the call- she explained- there was no other way to explain how we knew-
-You're right- Sam nodded thoughtfully and Dean took a deep breath.
-You look worse than me- Emma commented, smiling softly- Look, I told him you had contacts, that you traced the call. And that the guy said we weren't goin' to see Dani again. She doesn't remember much, or so she pretends, but that's it. It's a psycho serial killer or sadistic bastard that took her because, well, I don't know, maybe she's too hot- Emma shrugged- that kinda stuffs happen-
-Yeah, they do- Sam agreed- but still, you told him any detail?-
-No sir- she shook her head- I didn't. I'm a good liar, but not that good. The guy seemed honestly worried about Dani, I felt bad lyin' to him-
-You had to-
-I know. I'm not complaini'. I'm just sayin', be careful, don't tell him much, in fact, if you guys want, I'll stay. He said that she'd be here for a week maybe, 'til the stitches heal-
-That makes sense- Dean stood up and looked at Emma- Hey, I'm gonna go see her, okay? You eat something- he told her serious
-Yes, sergeant, I will- she mocked- no, seriously, I'll eat, and change my clothes, this is my favorite T shirt and is just fucked up- she groaned at the blood and dirt in her clothes- I hate when that happen- she murmured- Go, Dean, I'll keep Dexter outta trouble- she winked and he nodded, appreciating her mood but not really following. He felt like hell, honestly.
They watched him walk away and Emma turned to Sam
-Okay, Dexter, where's the car? I need to get my bag-
-It's in the parking lot- he replied- and stop calling me Dexter-
-Sure thing Dexter- she joked- c'mon, come with me, some redhead may steal you while I'm gone- she took his hand and dragged him to the parking lot. My God, she was pushy. But there was something else about her that kept Sam curious and wanting more. More of her attention of course. He was just, shocked at her manners and behavior. She was so much like Danielle physically and so different in every other way, that her black long hair seemed to fit right in.
-Maybe you guys should get a motel room- Emma suggested as they exited the hospital- it's not healthy to sleep on those chairs- she threw him a look- trust me, I know- Sam rolled his eyes at her
-It's okay, I don't think will want to leave her side- he said- and what about you?-
-I'm not leavin' my cousin- she told him firmly- last time was a disaster, I'm not makin' the same mistake-
He thought about that for a moment. She was going to go nuts if she stayed all day in the hospital. They reached the Impala and Emma stopped, her hand stretched so Sam could drop the keys. He did, and she jumped in the backseat, looking for her bag
-Maybe we should take shifts- he offered- we could go find a motel now and take a shower, maybe a nap, and then one of us could stay with Dani, while the other two rest and live, otherwise it won't work. We can't be with her 24/7-
-You're right, Dexter- Emma murmured and Sam narrowed his eyes at her- but I'm not movin' from her side-
-We'll see- Sam muttered, smiling when she looked at him suspicious. She rolled her eyes and grabbed some clothes to wear, then turned back to Sam
-Listen, let me get this clothes off, and maybe then I'll burn them or somethin'- she got out of the Impala, and faced Sam- I really love this T shirt- she pouted
-Gift from a boyfriend?- Sam asked, playing dumb. Emma chuckled
-Gift from an absent parent is the same?- she replied and walked away, locking the car before that. Sam shook his head. He wasn't used to people talking like that. Emma had a way that with a short sentence or a joke, you could see part of her true self, and know part of her story. She was so different from Danielle. She always was very careful about that. Well, not with him, but so Dean said.
When Sam looked up she was already two feet away. He jogged to her side, again. It was becoming tradition pretty soon.
-Where you're going with those?- he inquired, catching up to her. She threw him a sideways glance and smirked
-Where you think?- she retorted, raising a perfectly curved eyebrow. Sam smiled shyly, guessing as much.
-I still think we should get a motel room, and maybe you can take a shower, and even a nap, imagine that- he said with mocked surprise. Emma smiled and punched his shoulder lightly
-I'll see how you're brother is doin', and then, maybe, perhaps, it's a possibility, I might go with you to look for that motel- She entered the hospital and Sam grinned as he watched her walk. She was hot, it was impossible to deny. And he wasn't blind either, he could tell an ordinary girl from someone like Emma.
-Hey, there- Emma greeted Dean as she walked in Danielle's room
-Hey- he replied. He was sitting on a chair next to Danielle's bed, and she was quietly sleeping
-Is she okay?- Emma asked, her clothes still in her arms. She had this feeling, that Sam was going to get away with the whole motel thing
-She moves too much and then she whimpers- Dean told her, his eyes fixed in Danielle's sleeping form- I know she's in pain...-
-They'd given her a tons of painkillers- Emma moved closer to her cousin's bed and stood there- But I bet the nightmares are awful…- she added
-Yeah…- Dean seemed thoughtful for a moment. He was wondering whether or not to talk about this with Emma. "Oh, what the hell?" he thought. She was as good as anyone.
-What do you think the demon wanted?- he asked, his voice low to not disturb Danielle. He brushed a hand over Danielle's cheek, and she winced in pain. He pulled his hand away and closed it in a tight fist.
-I don't know- Emma answered, her eyes on her cousin- but she's gonna have to speak soon, we don't know what he's up to and he's still out there-
-Yeah, without Sam we can't kill him- Dean murmured, and then realized what he'd said. Emma looked at him confused but he brushed her off-Where's Sam?-
-Outside, I think. Waitin' room- she replied- he's tryin' to convince me to go rent a motel room, and take shifts to look after her- Dean nodded his head in agreement
-That might not be such a bad idea- he said-it makes sense. You've been sleeping in those chairs two nights on the row, and before that, I bet you didn't sleep at all. You should take at least a long nap-
-And what 'bout you?- she asked, crossing her arms across her chest- you must be tired too, and, well, same thing you said, I forgot most of it- He fought a smile and looked at her
-Alright, I'll make you a deal- he offered
-I'm listenin'- she nodded once and paid attention
-You and Sam go to the motel now. It's near lunch time, you can have something to eat on a decent diner at least, and then come back here. When you get back, I'll go, and you can spend the afternoon with her. I'll be back tonight, and we switch places- She was about to argue, but he continued- I'll stay tonight, you'll stay tomorrow, and so on, and so on. Sounds good?-
She thought about it. It did sounded good, indeed. She nodded, stretching her hand for him to take
-You've got yourself a deal, Terminator- she said smiling. Dean shook her hand and was pretty satisfied with himself. At least he knew he was taking care of Danielle tonight. He felt like he had to, and he needed time alone with her
-Okay, so, I guess I'm goin', uh?-
-I guess so- he agreed
-Fine- she pouted and kissed Danielle's hair softly- sleep well, darlin', I'll be right back- she murmured and then straightened up-Okay, we're takin' the Impala, if somethin' comes up, you call-
-Yes, ma'am- he replied and she sighed, tired
-Alright then, see you later- she walked out and met a pretty smugly looking Sam in the hallway
-What you're smirkin' at?- she inquired, looking at everything but him. He had won that one, but it was a onetime thing, she wasn't gonna let him get away with it.
-Oh, nothing- he answered. He threw a glance at Danielle's room- I'm gonna say goodbye, be right back- he told her and got into the room. Emma leaned against the wall and waited. The lack of sleep from the last four days was catching up with her, and fast. She yawned at the exact moment Sam walked out. He smirked again
-Need me to carry you?- he asked and she punched him again
-Shut up, before I say yes- she replied and started towards the door to the parking lot. Sam shook his head. She had him there.
They drove for about half an hour until they found a pretty acceptable motel. They rented a room with two beds and went in. It wasn't big, but at least it had an actual bed and shower. Emma put her bags on the floor next to one of the beds and sat down.
-I'm gonna call Bobby and Bell- she said. She didn't know why she was telling him that. She shrugged, and took out her cell phone. She was going to have to charge it soon. She called Bobby and he picked up in the second ring. She told him everything, and after an hour on the phone, her head was starting to ache and she wanted to hear anybody else's voice except his.
-Okay, kid, you call as soon as you know anything- he told her- what you're gonna do next?-
-Probably go to your place- she answered. She was lying on the bed, stretched and comfortable-I'll ask Dani, but I know she won't go to Grams so fast-
-Makes sense- he murmured- okay, you tell her it's more than alright for her to come. Hell, you all come straight here when she's free. She's gonna need a break, I don't think your grams is gonna provide that-
-Amen, brother- she retorted- I know the old lady, she's gonna go crazy with Dani and Dani is gonna snap. Better put it off for a while-
-Yeah- Bobby agreed- well kid, call me if there're any news-
-I will- she promised- talk ya later, Bobby-
-Yeah, bye- he hung up and Emma sighed. Sam had taken a shower, and was now putting on a T shirt. She stared at his back for a few long seconds. She imagined how could it feel to run her hands through that back, her nails raising goose bumps on their way, while his weight almost crush her, but not completely, as they move together…
-Emma?- Sam's voice startled her-Emma? You okay?-
-Yeah, yeah…- she muttered- just thinkin', sorry- she smiled weakly and got up- I'm gonna take a shower, I'll call Bell later-
-Okay- he nodded and turned to her- hey, you mind if I go get us some lunch? I can grab something from the diner on the next block and you can take all the time you want-
-Thanks- she looked at him and their eyes met for a brief moment. She had the exact same eyes as Danielle. She saw those hazelish- green eyes and had to keep herself from jumping him. He was really, really hot, and, he seemed like a good catch, with all his history and all-Okay then, I'll be in the shower- she smiled and walked away, closing the bathroom door behind her.
Sam sighed. It was going to be hard to resist her. She wasn't flirting with him directly or anything, but she had that force that seemed like gravity making everything spin around her. He shook his head and grabbed the Impala's keys. He put his jacket on and left, his minds swirling around thoughts of Emma in the shower and wrapped in a towel, very mundane and sexy. Yeah, he was losing it.
"I wanna be sedated, nothin' to do, nowhere to go, I wanna be sedated!" Sam heard Emma's voice singing as he opened the motel room door. She was wearing a long black shirt and nothing else he could notice. She was drying her hair with a towel, singing along with the radio to a Ramones's song. He didn't want to interrupt her, she seemed to be doing well. Her long legs showed from under the shirt, and he had to swallow hard and reminded himself they were gonna have to go back to the hospital soon.
Sam slowly closed the door and Emma turned around, smiling when she saw him
-Hey, there, Dexter- she greeted- you brought burgers? Please tell me you brought burgers- she begged, tossing the towel on the floor and walking towards him to take the bag from his hands
-And fries- he replied, grinning. It was pretty cold outside, but the room was warm. He didn't know if it was true, or purely psychological. Emma took a burger from the bag, along with some fries and started eating.
-Man, this is good!- she muttered through a mouthful of food. Sam smiled and sat in front of her on the table. He ate his food in silence, the only noise coming from her almost moans as she ate
-If I knew you were this hungry I would've feed you before- he joked, reaching out to grab a beer from the other bag he brought. Emma chuckled and grabbed a beer too
-I didn't know I was this hungry- she told him, taking a sip of the beer. She looked down and her burger- Dexter, this burger is orgasmic good- she said, making him choke with some fries. Emma laughed and shook her head softly. Another song came on the radio. She started humming along with "I fought the Law" by the Sex Pistols. Sam looked at her curious
-How did you find this station?- he asked. It was hard to find a punk music station most of the times. Not that he was particularly fond of that kind of music, he just, wondered
-It just came on- Emma shrugged, which made her shirt fall down her right shoulder. She didn't seem to notice- And thank God, I was missin' Sid a bit- she smirked and continued eating.
After about ten minutes of peaceful meal, Emma finished and got up to throw the packages and beer bottle in the trashcan. When her back was to him, he noticed a black scorpion on her shoulder.
-You got it after your cousin?- Sam asked. Emma turned, looking confused- The tattoos- Sam clarified and Emma nodded
-Yeah, that kinda rub off on me- she admitted. She wondered why he had mentioned it and saw her shirt down, her shoulder showing off her scorpion tattoo- I got that tattooed when I was 16- she explained- Dani took me to a friend of hers to get it, as a birthday gift- she smiled at the memory- I guess you don't know, but we our birthdays are one day from each other-
-What?- he inquired, grinning. It was so crazy how many things Emma had in common with Danielle
-Yeah, hers is in November 18th, mine is in November 19th- she chuckled- She's three years older than me though- she touched her shoulder lightly- I'm scorpion, and so is she, but she's got her back covered already-
-Yeah, that's hell of a tattoo she has-
-What can I say?- Emma retorted as she took another beer- we're badass chicks- she held her bottle up for a toast- For Dani- she said
-For Dani- Sam repeated and they toasted, taking a long sip of beer- Okay, I think you should take a nap, and I'll keep an eye on things- He told her and she glared
-Don't bother, I'm goin' back to that hospital as soon as I'm wear somethin' decent- she replied and went to look for clothes on her bag. Sam sighed, knowing she had already won that battle.
Twenty minutes later, they pulled over at the hospital's parking lot. Emma got out from the car and Sam couldn't help to stare at her. She was, well, she was beautiful and hot. She had a darkness around her that he found quiet appealing. She wore black jeans with her biker boots, a white wife beater and black jean vest, her leather jacket on top of it. Her long raven hair hung in waves around her, and he discovered she smelt like chocolate, maybe from a shampoo or, who knew what else.
-Hey, you're awake- Emma greeted her cousin smiling. Danielle looked pretty bad. Her and Dean might have been talking earlier or something
-Hey guys- Danielle said, grinning. Emma walked over to her and sat next to her in the bed
-How you're doin, darlin'?- she asked, worried
-I'm better- Danielle answered- I still hurt in every fuckin' where, but I'm better-Emma grimaced at her and held her hand.
-Listen, I hate to bring this up, but I called Bobby, and Grams- Emma told her- Bobby says to go to his house as soon as you're out, and Grams didn't say much-
-She knows I'm not goin' back there- Danielle said, sighing
-Back where?- Dean asked, resting his hands in one of Danielle's
-Mississippi- Emma replied- that's where Grams lives-
-Where you live- Danielle corrected
-Don't be so sure- Emma contradicted- listen, I know you wanted me to have a nice, normal, apple pie life, but it ain't possible, Dani-
-And why the hell not?- Danielle crossed her arms against her chest, dropping both their hands
-'Cause look at what happened when I left you alone- Emma said- Dani, it's better if we stick together-
-IT's not that simple- Danielle told her, shaking her head- I'm ridin' with them now- she looked to Sam and Dean
-I know- Emma nodded- and I also know everythin' else that's goin' on-
-Like what?- Dean asked, suspicious
-Like Lucifer walkin' the Earth like he owned it- she answered- or the fact that you're lookin' for a way to kill him and your angel friend told you to find the Colt-
-How do you know all that?- Dean inquired, shocked
-I've got a lot of practice- she said- and I've been keepin' an eye on Dani and you for a while-
-Why?-
-'Cause I want her safe and unharmed- Emma defended- and I'm perfectin' my clairvoyant's skills-
-Wit Grams?- Danielle questioned
-Yeah- Emma nodded once again- she's makin' me meditate, relax, smoke pot, all that- she smiled at her own joke. Her grandmother, smoking pot? That'd be a hilarious picture
-And you keepin' tabs with me, 'cause your hero complex?- Danielle said
-Hey, I saved you, didn't I?- Emma retorted- anyway, there's nothin' to worry about-
-Oh, yeah? What about Lucifer fryin' your brain for helpin' us?- Danielle snapped. She would have to tell them eventually what Astaroth had said to her, but not right then.
-If he kills me, he kills you too- Emma continued to be stubborn- and I'm not scared-
-'Course you aren't- Danielle scoffed- you're a brat who thinks the world is hers-
-Don't lay that on me, Brandy- Emma told her- I've been workin' my ass off with Grams, and I quit witchcraft-
-For now…- Danielle muttered
-Witchcraft helped me find you, Brandy- Emma said with a bitter smirk, knowing she had her there
-I guess you're right- Danielle murmured and sighed- Look, I don't want you in the middle of this- she admitted- I want you safe in Mississippi-
-Nowhere is safe now, Dani- Emma spoke softly, sympathy obvious in her tone- and I can help- Emma and Danielle stared at each other as the guys watched them. After a few minutes, Danielle looked away, and met Dean's gaze, her eyes asking a silent question. Dean nodded, and Danielle sighed again. He figured, what the hell, they could use all the help they could get
-But you're goin' back to Grams to tell her that- Danielle said in a hard voice- I want you to tell her you're gonna stay with me, and handle her so she won't come bite me in the ass-
-It's okay- Emma replied smiling- I'll tell her- she looked at her cousin in the eyes- but you're comin'-
-Hell no!- Danielle exclaimed- no, no way! I told her I wouldn't be back even if the world ended-
-You never thought it be like that, did ya?- Emma inquired, grinning- C'mon, Momma Bunny, you know you have to. You've scared us all half to death. You can't keep doin' this alone with them. You need me, and you know you want me- she winked at her and Danielle finally smiled a bit
-Fine- she muttered- God, you're one stubborn bitch!- she complained
-Yeah, that's what I've heard- Emma smirked at her cousin- Okay, Dean, up you go, I'll stay with her, go take a shower, you stink- she joked and Dean looked serious at her, thinking it over. She rolled her eyes and winked at Sam, who immediately smiled at her
-Yeah, you better go, Dean, we'll stay- Sam told him. Dean looked at Danielle, and sighed. They'd been talking the entire afternoon, now it was time for a break. His head was spinning from everything Danielle told him. She explained Emma's situation and her family's, it was enough to drive anyone else crazy. Her family was almost as bad as his, and bigger, which meant bigger issues.
-Rest, okay?- Dean said firmly, kissing Danielle's lips softly- I'll be back tonight-
-You better- she joked, and kissed him back- okay, those two will keep me company- she smiled as he walked away. When he was gone, she sighed.
-What's goin' on darlin'?- Emma asked her, sitting on a chair next to her. Sam took the other chair, and paid attention
-I'm fine, it's just…- she sighed again- I wanna be outta here soon, ya know?- she said, her expression tired. On the inside though, she was hurting like crazy.
-Yeah, I get it, seriously- Emma replied- but you're gonna get all better, and then we can go back to the good old times- she smirked- plus some boy toys to have some fun with- she winked at Sam again and Danielle chuckled.
That night, Sam had to drag Emma out of the hospital, despite her promise, she pushed to stay, but they won that one. He grabbed her by the waist and walked with her to the Impala, pretending to be a couple, but in reality, he was trying hard to keep her in line. She was hard as a wall, and stubborn as a freaking mule. And of course, she loved her cousin to death. That fact made her even more interesting and beautiful in Sam's mind.
He almost threw her into the car and drove to the motel. They had dinner in the hospital cafeteria with Dean, and talked about some things, like what where they going to do when she was released. They all thought it was wiser to go to Bobby's to keep her safe and comfortable. When she got better, she and Emma would go over to their Grams', but till then, they'd stay at Bobby's.
-I'm so gonna get back at you for this- Emma muttered as she got out of the car. Sam had pulled over near their motel room, since it was cold outside, and she was wearing just that leather jacket, that definitely looked good on her, but couldn't be enough for that weather.
Sam chuckled as he opened the door, and she stormed in, her shoulder brushing his hardly in the process. She was funny, like a kitten enraged, she was entertaining and adorable. He shook his head at that. Was she adorable? Not exactly, and he knew that if he ever told her that, she'd kick his ass in a heartbeat.
He closed the door behind him and his mouth fell open as he saw what Emma was doing. She was taking off her white wife beater, showing off another one of her tattoos. In her lower waist, she had a black heart, rounded with thorns, and the words "Obligatu Concisus" around it. He knew his Latin pretty well, but couldn't come up with a reason for her to have that inked in her skin.
She turned around and smirked as she caught him staring at her
-Like what you see, Dexter?- she asked, moving her hips a bit. Sam swallowed and stood there. She rolled her eyes at him and faced him, taking the same black shirt from her bag and putting it on. But not before revealing another tattoo. On her right hip, she had a fairy, which sounded pretty innocent but was actually kinda dark. Everything about her was. He thought about the scorpion, the black heart, and the words in Latin. And he had missed it before, but she had a woman tattooed on her right arm. It was a beautiful work, and he wondered if that was her mother. She looked a lot like her.
-Sam, stop starin'- she told him- either you do somethin' about it, or you don't and stop lookin' at me!- she punched his arm lightly and smirked at his expression. He looked like he was on a trance. She snapped her fingers in front of him- Hey! Dexter! You with me?- she inquired, and he focused on her, his eyes piercing hers, making her backed away in shock. They were fierce, somewhat dangerous but gorgeous. She brought things in him he fought hard to keep buried. All the darkness he felt inside him now seemed less wrong and felt right, like they shared that connection. She bit her lip and looked up at him, her eyes widening in a sexy way.
And there it was. The other part that kept driving him insane. She was so good sometimes, she seemed so pure, like a ying and a yang, she had both parts in her, and they were more alive in her that in any other person he met. He fought the urge to kiss her and just, feel her, and let out a heavy breath.
Emma shook her head, trying to clear her head. She felt that. She felt that, thing, whatever it was, between them. And damn it, she wanted it, wanted it badly. God only knows how much she liked bad boys, guys with a dark side, a powerful dark side. And even though Sam looked nothing like a typical bad boy, she knew enough about him to admit he tried hard to keep that side hidden. And even if she didn't, she could sense it, like a powerful energy inside him that she wanted to reach and enjoy.
-You want a beer?- Sam asked her, trying to keep the feelings away. She nodded strongly
-Yes, please!- she replied and as he went to grab some from the fridge, she took out her boots and jeans and put them on her bed. She didn't wear any pants, she just turned up the heat and sat by the table, waiting for her beer. Sam handed her one and they drank in silence, both very aware of the tension in the room. And hell, it was so not the time for that right then. A part of her wanted to forget this whole mess, but her better side won, keeping Danielle in mind, focusing in her cousin other than Sam. It worked, for a while. When they finished the beers and had nothing more to do, he went to take a shower, and she decided to watch some TV.
Fifteen minutes later, she was watching a rerun of "The law and order, SVU" when Sam walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel around his waist. And Jesus Christ, he was perfectly built, not like a Sylvester Stallone, but more like a sexy and strong, younger, dark-haired version of Brad Pitt. Hell, she was losing it if she just compared him to Brad Pitt.
She shook her head and looked back at the TV as he entered the bathroom again. She rested her head on the pillow, sighing loudly. She was going to lose it with him, and that was never a good thing. Doctors told her she had an impulsive and addictive personality, and that definitely got her in troubles in the past, but now she was cleaned, and sober, so good things would be okay, wouldn't they?
-What you're watching?- Sam asked as he laid on his bed
-Um...- Emma hesitated, looking at the TV and heard him chuckle- I think it's "Millennium"- she said, remembering the movie she was watching
-Is it good?-
-Till now, yeah- she replied
-Okay- Sam muttered and then was quiet. Emma watched the movie till the end, it was one of her favorites, and she never got tired of it. Most of the times she got bored quickly, but there were some movies that held her interest indefinitely. She looked over at Sam and smiled widely. He had fallen asleep, his head resting on the headboard of the bed, his body half sit on the bed.
Emma slowly got up and walked over to him, sitting next to him, trying not to wake him.
-Sam?- she asked but he only sighed in his sleep. She took hold of his massive body and tried, unsuccessfully, to move him- He was going to hurt his back, and that was the last thing he needed. She groaned as stood up and began to pull his legs to get him to lay down. He murmured something unintelligible but didn't open his eyes. She finally got him into a horizontal position and his head hit the pillow, waking him up.
-What's goin' on?- he asked in alert. When he saw her there he looked confused- Emma? What're you doing?-
-I'm tryin' to help you avoid a nasty contracture on your back- she replied. He kinda grinned at her and nodded
-Thanks- he muttered, his head falling on the pillow again. She smiled and went to the head side of the bed
-Night, Dexter- she said and messed his hair with her hand a bit. He grinned, like a little boy dreaming, and then his breathing was slow and calmed. Emma got under her covers and turned off the TV. She sighed and laid on her stomach, putting her arms under her pillow, closing her eyes and willing herself to sleep. It was strange. She always had trouble with sleep, her entire life, but that night, she fall asleep quickly and peacefully, and her dreams were nightmare free.
In the hospital room, Dean was fast asleep on a chair, his head resting in Danielle's lap. She was running her long fingers through his hair, which helped her relax. She was fighting the drugs, she didn't want to go to sleep. She wanted to enjoy Dean's peace, knowing it was rare, and she just didn't want to close her eyes, fearing those horrible images could hurt her again.
She was haunted by Astaroth's voice, and the feeling as she cut her. She kept thinking about what he said, and how was she gonna tell the guys, and Emma. Her cousin. She sighed tired. She was going to stay with them, and that was an invitation for trouble. But she couldn't find her in her to tell her no. She knew she was right, they needed her. She was one of the best hunters, and her experience with witchcraft was nothing to mess with either. Besides, another clairvoyant was always welcomed.
Danielle let her mind wondered. She remembered times with Emma when they had so much fun. When they were little, and Emma would come crying to her, scared of her nightmares, and she would hug her, and tell her everything was going to be okay, that she'd always be there to protect her. But she wasn't there when she needed it, and despite that, she had run to help her. Danielle felt beyond bad with herself, and it didn't make sense, it was stupid for her to feel bad, it was too late and she couldn't do anything now.
But she sure as hell could make it up to her. Danielle sighed, her decision made. They were going to work together, and there was no way around it. Whatever that might come, should meet them together, and they weren't gonna run.
A week later, Danielle's stitches were healed and she was finally out of that awful bed that had been her torment for days. Emma had helped her put on some comfortable clothes and now they were in the Impala, driving to Bobby's. Emma had called everybody. Isobel, Bobby, Anthony and Andrea. They were freaked, but happy to know Danielle was okay.
She still wouldn't talk about what happened, and that bothered Emma. She knew how tortuous it could be to keep things like that to herself, but, her cousin was one stubborn chick. Of course, Sam and Dean were scared as hell of what might happen with her, and with the fact that they couldn't kill the demon. It was one hell of a shitty situation, but what mattered was that Danielle was safe, and they still had a world to safe, and a devil to defeat.
When they got to Bobby's, he waited anxiously and hugged her as well as he could in the wheelchair and with her delicate condition. She still couldn't walk upright, her side wound hurt like a bitch, but luckily, and her cuts and bruises were uncomfortable and painful too. But beside all that, she was in a good mood. She was just too happy to be out of that horrible hospital and horrible town.
Bobby had a room ready for her downstairs. She didn't know how he'd done it, but the room was clean and tidy, the bed looked pretty comfy too. She annoyed Dean to stay with her, and after an hour of begging and pleading, he gave up. Emma was sleeping on one of the rooms upstairs, the one that belonged to Danielle, and Sam took the other one, that were his and Dean's when they were kids.
The ugly part was coming in a week or so. Whenever Danielle was ready to travel, Emma and her would be going to Mississippi, to see Isobel. And that was one trip she wasn't looking forward to do. But there was no way out of it, Emma was dead set in going, and she was going to drag Danielle by the hair if she had to. The boys didn't know what to do, the only thing that was clear was that they weren't going near that place. Isobel was the girls' grandmother, and men didn't last much in that family, so, if they wanted to keep their dignity and safety, they would stay away from her. Or so Danielle said.
Dean wanted to go with her, if only to be there, and support her, but she refused, saying she had to deal with it herself, and then sighing. She was stubborn and pigheaded, but he respected anyway. They still had a lot to go through, and well, if she wanted to do that on her won, he'd respect that decision. Or he'll follow her in his car, who knew?
Emma worked all day with her spell books. She wasn't giving in into witchcraft again, she was trying to come up with a plan to kill Lucifer, or at least get rid of him. It wasn't easy. And, she had this feeling, in the pit of her stomach, that Danielle was hiding something. And that that something was important to defeat the devil. But she waited for her cousin to talk patiently. Or as patiently as she was able. Either way, she'll harass her in Mississippi if she had to.
For now though, they were enjoying a very artificial calm, fully aware that it wasn't going to last long.