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Chapter 26

After Castiel disappeared, the girls drove straight from Bobby's house to the hospital, only stopping a few times for gas and the necessary bathroom breaks for Allison. They got there in record time since both of them were anxious to check on Bobby, and since neither Dean nor Sam were answering their phones they were in a little bit of a panic. Once they reached the hospital, they found out his room and quickly made their way upstairs and down the hall in time to see a doctor racing from the room they knew was Bobby's. The doctor bumped Addison shoulder as he raced past and they looked at each other as they heard Bobby's voice come from the room.

"I'll use my game leg to and kick your frigging ass!" Bobby shouted. "Yeah, you better run!" Addison smirked and Allison rolled her eyes as they quickly went to Bobby's door, surprised to see the boys standing by the window.

"Thank God," Allison whispered before she ran across the room and threw her arms around Dean's shoulders. He righted himself from where he had been leaning against the wall, and wrapped his arms around her in return, taking a minute to breathe her in before he slowly pushed her away. He gave her a tight lipped smile and she brushed her hands along his face before she lowered her hands to her side as she turned around to face Bobby, but Dean didn't let her get too far. He took her right hand into his left, intertwining their fingers and squeezing her hand tight.

"You sure had him running outta here like a dog with its tail between his legs. What'd we miss?" Addison asked as she casted a glance at her sister and then looked at Sam before her eyes finally settled on Bobby.

"That yahoo said it's unlikely that I'll ever walk again," Bobby said with a shake of his head. "I don't believe him."

"Screw him," Dean said and everyone looked at him. "You'll be fine."

"What happened at the storage facility, and don't you two know how to answer a damn phone?" Addison asked as she looked between the boys. "We've been driving ourselves crazy not knowing if you two idiots were all right." Bobby scoffed a laugh while Sam sighed as he looked at Addison, who was standing with her arms crossed over her chest and a pointed look on her face as she looked at him.

"Castiel made it sound like something was wrong," Allison said quietly and Dean looked down at her. "What happened?" Sam cleared his throat and the two girls looked at him before he gave them the rundown about what happened at the locker.

"Whoa, hold on a second," Addison said as she held her hands in front of her and turned her eyes from Sam to Dean, who's jaw was tight as he looked at her. "The Michael Sword isn't a thing, it's his vessel, and it's you?" she asked.

"Pretty much," Dean said tightly and Allison's hand slipped from his. He looked down at her to see her rubbing her hands over her tired face and he sighed quietly before he moved closer and wrapped his arm around her. She leaned into him instinctively before she wrapped her right arm around his lower back and sighed.

"So, I'll ask the million dollar question," Sam said before he scoffed lightly and shook his head. "What do we do now?"

"Well," Bobby said, "we save as many as we can for as long as we can, I guess. It's bad. Whoever wins, heaven or hell, we're boned."

"What if we win?" Dean asked suddenly and Allison raised her head and looked up at him. Addison looked at him as well with her eyebrows raised. "I'm serious," Dean said as he looked between everyone in the room and let go of Allison. "I mean, screw the demons and the angels and their crap apocalypse. Now they want to fight a war, they find their own damn planet," Dean said as he started walking away from Allison and towards where Addison stood. "This one's ours, and I say they get the hell off it. We take them all on. We kill the devil, hell, even Michael if we have to, but we do it our own damn selves."

"And how are we supposed to do all this, genius?" Bobby asked.

"I got no idea," Dean said quickly with a shrug of his shoulders and Addison laughed quietly as she shook her head and ran her hand through her hair as she moved over to stand with her sister who looked whiter than a ghost. It had been a rough ride for Allison, the poor woman having to throw up out the window on more than one occasion as Addison drove. She wouldn't let Addison pull over, and Allison was looking a little green around the gills once more. "But what I do have is a GED, and a give-em-hell attitude and I'll figure it out." Bobby smirked and looked at Sam who shrugged with a small smile and then turned his eyes to the girls. Allison looked ill, but Addison seemed stirred by Dean's small speech because she too was actually smiling.

"You are nine kinds of a crazy, boy," Bobby said and Dean shrugged.

"It's been said," he said before he looked at Allison, frowning when he saw how pale she suddenly looked. He gestured for her and she quickly went to his side, taking his hand before he moved over to Bobby's beside. "Listen you stay on the mend. We'll see you in a bit," he said before he smacked Bobby's shoulder and started to pull Allison from the room. Addison walked over to the bed and kissed Bobby's cheek as she followed them with Sam on her heels, but Bobby stopped him.

"Sam?" Bobby asked, making the other three stop just outside the door while Sam remained in the room, looking at Bobby. Dean moved inside the door, but kept his grip on Allison's hand. "I was awake," Bobby said. "I know what I said back there. I just want you to know that that was the demon talking. I ain't cutting you out, boy, not ever."

"Thanks Bobby," Sam said with a soft sigh.

"You're welcome," he said back. "I deserve a damn medal for this, but you're welcome," he said quickly as Sam started to turn away and Addison smiled at the old hunter. The foursome made their way outside, Dean's grip still tight on Allison's hand as they went out into the parking lot. He brought her to a stop and she looked up at him.

"Sam and I are staying here," he said as he pulled out a motel key for the room they had checked into before coming back to the hospital. "You and Addie head over there and get settled in, okay?" She nodded as she took the key from him. She started to pull her hand away, but he squeezed it a little more and she stopped as she looked up at him. "You okay?" he asked and she nodded as she gave him a forced smile.

"I'm fine," she said. "It's just been a long drive." Dean nodded before he kissed her forehead and let her slip away from him. Addison laced her arm with her sister's before the two of them headed for their truck.

"I was thinking," Sam said suddenly as Dean watched the girls walk away and Dean turned his attention to his brother, "that we could go after the Colt."

"Why? What difference would that make?" Dean asked with a small frown.

"We could use it on Lucifer," Sam said. "I mean, you just said back there-," he made to continue but Dean interrupted.

"I said a bunch of crap for Bobby and the girls' benefit," Dean said as he turned to look at Sam.

"So, you're just going to give up?" Sam asked with a frown. "What about Al-," before same could finish, Dean interrupted.

"Don't," Dean said. His voice was tight and warning Sam to steer clear of the direction he had been about to go. He couldn't think of what the future held concerning Allison. He wouldn't let himself. "I'll fight. I'll fight 'til I got nothing left, but let's be honest. I mean, we don't stand a snowball's chance and you know that. Hell, you of all people know that," Dean added before he started for the Impala.

"Dean," Sam said with a sigh and Dean stopped to look at him, "is there something you want to say to me?" Dean paused for a bit and Allison's words from their phone conversation a week earlier had played over in his head again and again, but he wasn't so sure that they could work things out. He had done his damnedest to see that Sam was protected and okay, but he had turned his back on him for a demon. It was something he couldn't shake, no matter how hard he tried. The sting of the betrayal was still too fresh.

"I tried, Sammy," Dean said heavily. "I mean, I really tried; but I just can't keep pretending that everything's all right because it's not, and it's never going to be. You chose a demon, over your own brother and look what happened."

"I would give anything, anything, to take it all back," Sam said.

"I know you would, and I know how sorry you are, I do," Dean said as he closed his eyes briefly, "but man, you were the one that I depended on the most and you let me down in ways that I can't even . . .," Dean stopped and shook his head as tears lined his eyes. "I'm just – I'm having a hard time forgiving and forgetting here, you know?"

"What can I do?" Sam asked.

"Honestly? Nothing. I just don't . . . I don't think that we can ever be what we were, you know?" Sam nodded in agreement, his eyes downcast. "I just don't think that I can trust you," Dean admitted and Sam looked up at him, surprised as Dean shook his head and walked to the Impala, leaving Sam to slowly follow.

The second Allison had made it into the motel room, she quickly ran to the bathroom slamming the door behind her before she emptied her already empty stomach. Addison winced at the sound and sighed as she picked up Allison's bag she had just thrown on the floor and sat it next to Dean's where it rested on his bed. She put her own bag down on the small table and sighed as she sank down on the chair. She heard the toilet flush before the running of the sink and then Allison slowly made her way out of the bathroom.

"I'm never getting pregnant again," she said absently as she sat down in the chair across from her sister. Addison didn't have the heart to tell her she might not even make it all the way through this one with what they were facing. "Two more weeks and then I'll be in my second trimester, the throwing up at all times of day should finally stop then or at least wear off," she said and Addison nodded as Allison sighed heavily and rested her head on her hand, which was propped up on the table.

"Maybe you should get yourself checked out tomorrow," Addison said and Allison looked at her. "You know, make sure everything is as it should be since you've obviously missed the appointments you made at the clinic."

"You're right," Allison said as she raised her head. "I'll get checked out when we go to see Bobby tomorrow." She sighed and ran her hand through her hair. "Where are the guys?"

"It looked like they were having a talk in the parking lot," Addison said. "They'll be here soon." Allison nodded as she took a deep breath.

"Something tells me that that conversation probably wasn't a positive one," Allison said and Addison frowned.

"What do you mean?" Addison asked.

"Dean's having trust issues when it comes to Sam," Allison said.

"Understandable," Addison added quietly.

"Yeah," Allison said just as the door opened to the room opened and the guys came inside the room. Dean's eyes instantly went to Allison and she gave him a forced smile.

"Hey, Sam, feel like making a grocery run with me?" Addison asked as she stood and walked over to the younger Winchester, who frowned.

"What for?" he asked.

"Crackers and ginger ale for Allie," Addison said and Sam looked at Allison, who gave him a genuine smile that he easily he returned.

"Sure," he said as he looked back at Addison and the two of them left Allison and Dean on their own. Dean sighed quietly as soon as the door closed and shrugged his jacket off before he tossed it on the bed and took Allison's hands before he pulled her from the chair.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Fine," she said. "I really wish that everyone would quit asking me that."

"You look like you're ready to fall over," he said and she laughed quietly before she rested her head on his chest.

"Probably because I'm tired," she said.

"Why don't you change and crawl into bed?" he asked and she sighed as she lifted her head and looked up at him once more.

"I will as soon as you tell me what you and Sam talked about," she said and it was Dean's turn to sigh as he pulled away from her and went over to her bag that rested next to his. "Dean," she said lightly, but firmly and he turned his head to the side to look at her.

"Look, Allie, I don't want to talk about it, okay? I'm tired of talking," he said before he grabbed his jacket and started for the door.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Out," he said before he left the room, slamming the door behind him and making Allison jump slightly before she walked over to the bed and sat down. She sighed and pulled her pajamas out of her bag. She changed, threw Dean's bag across the room, sat her bag at the foot of the bed and crawled under the covers. She left the lights on and closed her eyes as she willed the tears away from her eyes and cursed her anger and her hormones for letting the tears come so easily.

Sam and Addison had walked to the corner market just down the street from the motel and got the necessary items and they were halfway back when they saw the Impala with Dean behind the wheel speed down the road. Frowning, the duo looked at each other before they picked up the pace towards the motel. Sam tried calling Dean, but he went straight to his brother's voicemail.

"Allie?" Addison asked as she and Sam entered the room, but she stopped short when she saw her sister lying in the bed. Addison looked up at Sam, who shrugged. He started to close the door, but Addison stopped him.

He frowned and she held up her finger for him to wait a minute and she walked over to the fridge where she put the six pack of ginger ale and then took the box of crackers out of the bag before throwing it away. She walked over to the bed and looked at her sister. She sighed when she saw the tear tracks on Allison's face and the wetness on her pillow, but she was relieved to see her sister was at least sleeping. Addison walked back over to Sam, turned off the light, and pushed him outside before locking the door behind her.

"What's going on?" Sam asked her quietly.

"I think Dean and Allie had a fight," she said. "She was crying before she fell asleep." Sam tried Dean's phone again, but once more it went to voicemail.

"Dean's not answering," Sam said with a sigh and Addison took his hand after he put his phone in his coat pocket. He looked at their hands and then at her face.

"I don't want to wake, Allie, and whatever it is I'm sure they'll figure it out," Addison said. "They always do." Sam nodded and was surprised as Addison pulled him towards her truck. "Come on," she said.

"Where are we going?" Sam asked as he followed along. They reached the back of the truck, and Addison let go of his hand before she opened the back of the truck bed and climbed in. Sam frowned as thanks to the street lights he watched her do something in the back of the truck before she came back to the tailgate and held out her hand.

"Get up in here, sasquatch," she said and Sam laughed quietly before he climbed in, but stayed on his knees so he could actually fit. "Scoot back and relax," she said and Sam moved back on the thin mat and sat down while Addison closed the tailgate and the glass, cutting off the chilly night air. Addison sat down next to him and looked up at him expectantly and he frowned, still not understanding why they were sitting in the back of the truck. "Talk to me, big guy," she said.

"About?" he asked.

"Why you look like someone killed your dog," she said and Sam sighed as he looked away from her. "Look, Allie told me that Dean doesn't know if he can trust you anymore," she said and Sam looked at her again. "Like I told you the other day, I may be pissed but I'll get over it; and I still trust you Sam," she said in a whisper before she reached out and took his right hand into her left and laced her small fingers with his much larger ones.

"What if I don't trust me?" Sam asked in a whisper and she sighed softly before she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Everything's still sinking in," she said. "Give it time."

"I'm not very patient," Sam said and Addison rolled her eyes.

"Yes you are," she said as she lifted her head and looked at him. Sam smiled at her.

"I like the red," he said and she smiled.

"Thanks," she said softly and slowly Sam started to close the small distance between their faces and Addison tilted her chin up slightly before he pressed his lips to hers. It was tentative at first, but when she didn't pull away Sam raised his free hand to her face and pulled her closer. Addison let go of his hand and wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he pulled her so she was straddling his lap.

"Wait, Addie," he said roughly as he pulled his lips from hers and she looked at him, her hands on his shoulders and his on her face. "Should we be doing this?"

"Do you want to?" she asked breathlessly, her blue-gray eyes dancing as they held his hazel, and he nodded. "Then don't question it, Sam. Just go with it."

She captured his lips once more and Sam right hand moved into her hair as the kiss turned rough and he laid back on the thin mat in the back of the truck. Clothes were discarded as they fumbled around in the back, Sam's large frame taking up much of the room. However, Addison was small enough for it not to matter too much. Addison let out a heavy sigh as Sam's lips made a hot trail down her neck and along her collarbone. Somehow, Addison found herself lying back on the mat with Sam's body covering hers and her legs around his hips. After quickly digging through one of the boxes in the back, protection was in place and Sam pulled his lips back from Addison's skin.

Their eyes met in the dark and Addison smiled as she brought her left hand to his face. He closed his eyes at the tenderness of her touch and he opened his eyes before he kissed her softly and the lost each other to the moment.