Bring Me To Life

This chapter jumps the four years between Aria's death and return.

"Shh." She giggled quietly, her hands running up his arms, forcing them up towards the top of the bed. The man beneath her couldn't help but grin. He didn't usually like the whole helpless feeling but with this girl, he'd go for it. "Don't want to be waking anybody else up do we?"

"Yeah, let's try to avoid that." He whispered. She smiled and nodded, her long dark brown hair bouncing with the action. The strands curled over her shoulders and brushed across the black cotton of her tank top. She leaned down and pressed soft lips to his and he shifted beneath her, his fingers clenching at air as she kept his wrists in death grips. Her tongue snaked between his lips and tangled with his, seeking dominance. She squeezed his hips between her thighs and a slight growl like noise rose from his throat. They both paused and listened carefully to their surroundings.

"All clear." She whispered, pressing her lips to his neck.

"He's gonna...wake up." He pointed out, biting back a groan as her tongue ran a path from his neck up to his ear.

"No he won't." She retorted, taking his lobe between her teeth and biting gently. He gritted his teeth and flipped them over, quickly covering her mouth with his before she could let out any noises. Her fingers dug into his hair. She lifted her hips to rub against his and he once again let out that growl noise.

"Dude, seriously, can't you go one night?" The lamp flicked on and the two paused before looking over at the second bed.

"Sorry Dean." Sam muttered sheepishly. Dean sighed and shook his head.

"Couldn't have two rooms, no, had to just have one free one." He mumbled to himself. Sam looked down at the girl beneath him, her face red from the embarrassment of being caught even though she had a slight smile on her face. "Lil, stop being so tempting to him if we gotta share a room."

"Sorry Dean." Lily repeated Sam's earlier sheepish tone. Lillian Carter had been found two years ago, a year and a half after Dean had reunited with his brother, and had been traveling with the brothers ever since. A year ago she and Sam had been hit by witches that had made them act on their inner feelings and they ended up sleeping together. Dean had been bugging them both for several months after having feelings for each other so he had laughed at them when they had to get a spell on them to finally admit to it.

"Get some sleep you horn dogs, we gotta be up early if we want to get to Bobby during the day." Dean ordered, turning the light back off and rolling over, his back going to the couple. Lily giggled softly behind her hand as Sam rolled off her and pulled her to his side. She cuddled up to him, resting her head on his chest and listening to his heart.

"Least he's gotten better at his scoldings." Lily whispered.

"He was never all that bad." Sam reminded her quietly.

"Still surprises me sometimes that he actually agreed with you to let me come along." Lily pointed out.

"You...sort of reminded us of someone else." Sam explained. He glanced over at his brother's bed and sighed. "Someone Dean loved."

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Bobby Singer sat behind his desk, piled high with newspaper and magazine clippings, the keyboard to his computer hidden beneath papers and a particularly large book filled with Latin translations. He often found himself doing this just for the one particular demon that continued to elude him and the two boys that he had come to be a father figure for. He was getting just as antsy as the boys were to put the sucker down for good.

"Two calls, one from Dean saying they'll be here in an hour and one from mom saying they didn't have apple pies at the store so she got cherry." Jo Harvelle announced as she walked into the office, using her shirt to grip the lid of a beer bottle and pop it off. She held out the bottle to the old man and kissed his forehead as she did.

"Thanks sweetie." Bobby sighed gratefully. Jo was practically his daughter these days since he had her and her mother move in with him and one thing led to another with him and Ellen. Jo had been not so subtly laying down hints that they should get married and the main reason for it not happening was just to bug her these days.

"This guy again?" Jo asked, picking up one of the papers on the Yellow Eyed Demon. "This might be borderline obsessive there, Bobby. I mean what if someone's taken him out already? He hasn't come up anywhere for years."

"There ain't a hunter out there that don't know to contact us if they've seen or taken out this monster." Bobby pointed out, gulping down some of his beer.

"If you say so." Jo remarked, squeezing his shoulder. "I'm gonna get dinner started so it'll be ready by the time the terrible trio get here." Bobby chuckled at the nickname as Jo moved to the kitchen to make good of her statement.

It wasn't long before Ellen came home and shortly after that, the door opened up to let Dean, Sam and Lily in. The girl instantly went to the kitchen to chat with Jo and play catch up. This visits were just as much social as they were business considering it gave Lily a chance to get in some girl talk that she ended up lacking since she traveled with two guys the whole time. She needed to talk to someone about things sometimes and Dean just wasn't that good at it, especially when the conversations turned to be about Sam. There were just some things Dean didn't need to know about his brother.

"How's it going?" The older Winchester asked as he hovered over Bobby, looking at everything spread across the desk.

"Back off." Bobby snapped. Dean stepped back. "This guy has fallen off the radar, Dean. No one we know has seen hide or hair of this thing."

"He's out there still, I know it." Dean muttered, determined. Sam looked at his brother and sighed. The pain was obvious sometimes and other times, he hid it well. He always wanted revenge though, that much was certain. The Yellow Eyed Demon had been the cause of so much pain, even to Sam. The younger of the brothers was just glad to be vision free for the last eight or so months.

"So how are things going?" Jo asked, leaning on the kitchen counter, Lily next to her, both watching as Ellen finished up the cooking that her daughter had started.

"Same as it usually is." Lily replied, sipping her beer slowly. "It's that time of year again."

"Yeah I know." Jo sighed, glancing over to the office. "You would have liked her."

"Who?" Lily asked.

"The reason Dean gets at his crankiest this time of year." Jo replied.

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They were half way through eating when the call came in. Rufus was in the area, following a potential lead to the Yellow Eyed Demon. Sam and Lily barely jumped into the Impala before Dean was flying off to meet the man. Something in Dean's head had gone off when he heard those words and he drove on instinct.

"You ain't gonna believe what he's found."

Those were the last words Bobby had gotten out before they took off and now Sam and was wondering what it could possibly be. He strongly doubted that it was the demon itself but then what could it be?

"This doesn't seem right." Lily commented as Dean stopped the Impala.

"Rufus's truck is right there." The eldest Winchester remarked before climbing out of the car. Sam and Lily followed suit and let their eyes dart around. They could all hear voices, one very distinctively being Rufus. Dean took out his gun and moved towards the voices, the other two following close behind.

"Come on, keep breathing." Rufus's encouraging voice starting to become clearer. They heard a slight whimper and a muttered replied. "It's going to be okay, deep breaths now, that's a good girl."

"Girl?" Lily whispered. Sam shook his head, just as confused.

"Rufus?" Dean called out.

"Over here." Rufus replied. The trio followed the calls until they hit a stream. sitting against a boulder next to the water was Rufus and across his lap he cradled a young woman. A nearly completely destroyed hooded sweatshirt lay on the ground, navy blue in colour under all the blood staining it, particularly at the chest. Under an oversized coat, that obviously belonged to the older man, the woman wore tank top that was probably once white and a pair of jeans that were slashed at the thighs and torn at the knees. Her hair, mostly up in a ponytail, was coated in blood and dirt.

"This is our lead to Azazel?" Dean asked. The woman tensed up at the name and Dean frowned as his eyes scanned over her and the discarded sweatshirt, a sense of familiarity washing over him. The coat fell off her shoulders as she shifted and Dean lifted his eyes to take in the back of her neck. He felt his heart almost literally stop beating as he stared at the butterfly tattoo inked into the skin just below her neck. His eyes widened, his jaw dropped, and he could do nothing but stare and wonder.

"Yeah...that was my reaction too, boy." Rufus stated, seeing the look on Dean's face. "But I've done the routine."

"Did I miss something here?" Sam asked.

"I think we both did." Lily replied, looking between Dean, Rufus and the woman across the older man's lap.

"No..." Dean whispered. "This...no...it can't..."

"It is." Rufus cut in. Dean felt the tears building up, felt all the emotions that came with this moment.

Confusion, joy, anger, fear...

"Dean?" Sam asked carefully, unsure what to do. Once again the woman paused then ever so slowly, lifted her head and turned it to look at them. Dirt, scratches and blood littered her face, dark circles ringed her blue-green eyes, her lower lip trembling from the cold and her uneasy breathing.

"Dean..." Her voice sounded rough and raw, as if she had spent hours upon hours screaming.

"Ari." Dean whispered, just two seconds before he dropped to his knees and yanked her from Rufus's arms into his own. She broke into a fresh round of tears as she clutched at him, her face buried in his shirt. He didn't care that it got wet from her tears, dirty from everything else. All he cared about was this not being a dream.

"No way." Sam muttered, realization hitting him hard enough to make him actually stumble.

"What? What am I missing?" Lily asked.

"That...That's Arianna." Sam explained. "But...she...she's not..." He didn't know what to think, what to believe or even what to say at that moment. All he could do is stand there, staring in wonder as his brother clung to the girl they thought they'd never see again.

I had other stuff attached to this but I decided that this would be a better ending. There'll be twists of course, it wouldn't be a story of mine without them lol. I made a few more banners so check those out on my profile, plus I'll be trying to make a couple more for Sam and Lily because unlike my other stories, they're going to be just as deeply involved as Dean and Aria.