Kayla

Apparently the fact that Sienna and I didn't have enochian on our ribs was proving a liability. It meant that demons and angels alike could track us. Yay. This was only further proven when a gang of them, demons, were stood outside Bobby's house when we got there.

Dean got out straight away and marched towards them. The leader, a young man, probably my age, stood at the front.

"Dean Winchester. I hear you are supporting Crow-" Dean shot him. It didn't do much but we all knew that. "Wow, rude." he continued as we all got out and drew our weapons. I pulled out my gun and the dagger they had given me for my birthday.

"These must be the girls we tracked. Hello Kayla and Sienna, thank you for not having enochian carved in your ribs." he said with a sneer. I almost shot him as well. Sienna did. Woops there goes another bullet. We all just stood there for a moment whilst Cas and Kushiel got out of the car. Sienna turned to look at me before gesturing something. She span her finger around before pressing down. I understood what she meant as she fell to her knees. Sam and Dean looked at her, making sure she hadn't been hit, she looked up at them before pressing her hand to the ground as I joined her, making the large devils trap together.

"What the fuck are you doing?" the man at the front asked as he stepped towards us, only to find a wall in front of him. "No, no fucking way."

"Yes way. Look down." I replied with a grin as I got up and started into the trap. I was deep in the group before Sienna and the others joined me. I realised that Sienna was slow on her feet, she hadn't taken her bracelet off for the trap, and I felt like hitting my head. Of course she wasn't okay, she still wore her bracelet as a precaution, but because I was still learning I barely wore mine. I made my way over to her as she killed one of the gang with her dagger, the enchantments lighting up and blowing the demon to bits. One down twenty three ish to go.

"Sit this one out." I said when I reached her. She shook her head and I grabbed her and dragged her bodily out of the trap. "Let me rephrase that, sit this one out." I said as I went back in.

I lost count of how many I had killed, near ten I think. Then they were all gone apart from the boss who was glaring at Sienna.

"You're a witch."

"Well noticed."

"Then I'll see you in hell."

"No you won't I was born this way baby." she replied as she walked over and stabbed him between his 3rd and 4th rib. He coughed up some blood on her before she withdrew the blade and let him fall. He lit up and died as he hit the floor. She didn't even bother wiping off her knife as she put it back in it's sheath.

"We're not gonna come out of this alive are we?" she asked as I walked over. "We're too inexperienced, too new." she continued as I looked over my shoulder. Sam and Dean had gone inside the house to grab our weapons, in a way I was glad. I didn't want them to see her like this.

"We'll live." I said as I hugged her.

"You will. I'll make sure you do. You're not dying if I can do anything about it." she said, her voice bubbling and cracking as she started to cry.

"I'll pull you threw, wounded or not I can heal you, Cas can bring you back."

"He can't. He couldn't with you."

Well, that was news to me. She still hadn't old me what happened between me dying and her selling her soul. She pulled back and wiped her eyes, smiling before pulling her helmet on and flipping up the visor.

"Where should we go now?" she asked Sam and Dean as they approached.

"I think it's best we figure out what this number Bobby gave us is."Dean replied as he leant against the impala. "So somewhere safe. If that's anywhere." he continued.

"I doubt there is anywhere that's safe, we're basically numbers two through seven on their wanted list. Crowley's number one obviously." I replied.

"Motels it is then." Sienna said with a weak smile. She was already missing home, I could tell. "I can do a spell to make it hard for them to track u-" she stopped as Cas his hand to her collarbone and then she gasped. "Ow. What did you do?"

"Kayla come here."

"Nu uh, it made her say ow, it'll hurt."

"I put the same thing on Sienna that Sam and Dean have." he said, as though not hearing my argument, which was fair. He pressed his hand against my chest and I felt a pain in my ribs. I stared at my chest for a while before looking at Sienna whose breathing had caught my ear.

"-F-f-uck." a gasp. "Fuck." another barely sucked in breath before I realised what was happening. "shit." she fell to the floor as I ran to the impala and grabbed my bag, I pulled out an inhaler and handed it to her as Sam and Dean pulled her up. She took it and frowned.

"Empty. Bike bo-" she coughed and doubled over her breathing getting worse. Ragged. It must've been what Cas did. Caused her lungs to fuck up somehow.

I opened the box and furrowed around, pulling out the blue inhaler and handing it to her as her hands started to shake.

"Can't you do something Cas?"

"I can't. It's hereditary,no matter how many time's I heal her, it will always be there."

"Great, Fucking fantastic." Dean said as she sucked in a breath before taking the inhaler and gulping in another breath. She sat down, her breathing still short. It was coming easier though. Each breath she gained back some colour. She took another puff, just in case. She handed it back to me, still shaking but getting better. Dean waited till I put it back before he spoke.

"Why didn't you tell us?" he asked in a barely controlled yell.

"She didn't want me to."

"She could have died." Dean replied, his voice practically a yell.

"She is right here."

"You nearly died, and you didn't tell us?" Sam asked, Dean still glaring at me.

"It was under control."

"You call that under control?" Dean asked, well yelled, as he turned to face her.

"No, I call that an asthma attack that was triggered by the pain over my lungs. It was out of my control." she replied as she pulled her helmet off and glared at him.

"You saying it's Cas's fault?"

"I'm saying my lungs are in the shitter anyway today, all it needed was a small push."

"What do you mean today?" Sam got in faster than Dean who stood up and walked away.

"I mean, normally I can tell if I'm gonna have one, I could tell I was due one."

"How do you normally control it?" Sam asked, a lot kinder than Dean.

"I take two puffs of my brown inhaler every night, but it's running out."

"And that means, what? You're more likely to have attacks?" Sam continued as I helped her up slowly. Sam looked over at me and smiled before doing the same.

"Yeah."

"So we'll get you some more. Why didn't you tell us?"

"I, people normally see me as weak when I say I'm asthmatic."

"Weak? You've saved us a couple times and killed 20 demons or more since last year. You're anything but weak." Sam said with one of those awed little smiles of his.

"We need a motel, It's too open here." Dean said as he walked back over, his hands hovering between his pocket and his side. "We'll go to the nearest motel, till she recovers. Then we're on the move again." he continued. Sienna bent down and picked up her helmet, putting it on before flipping the visor down.

"Lead the way." she said, though I couldn't see it I knew she was smiling under the visor. Dean got in the drivers seat as we got in behind him, Cas and Kushiel next to me.

We drove for a little while before pulling up outside a crappy motel. Dean got out as Sienna pulled up and took off her helmet. Dean walked past her without a glance. I followed after him, checking Sienna was okay before continuing after him.

"Two rooms please, three beds in each." he said to the man at the desk.

"Would you like them next to each other?"

"Please." he said as I reached him, pulling my bag higher on my shoulder. "Do you know if there is a pharmacy nearby?"

"One on the corner." he said as he grabbed two keys. "Up the stairs, numbers on the door." Dean took the keys and started up the stairs, Sienna and Kushiel jogging to catch up with us.

"All of you together?" the man asked.

"Yeah." I replied as I started up the stairs. Sienna and Kushiel were still behind us as we reached the rooms.

"Girls and Boys split?" Sam suggested as he opened the door to one of the rooms.

"Sounds good, but I want you to take your inhaler where I can see."

"This is exactly why I didn't tell you dickhead."

"Well, dweeb, I do know and I am going to make sure you stay healthy."

"You can try but my body has a habit of trying to kill me." Sienna replied as she took the keys from Dean and walked over to the next room.

"Is she stupid?" Dean asked, turning to me and gesturing at the room next to us.

"No. She has lived with this her whole life, she knows how to handle it. This is normal for her, she can deal with it."

"So she's just being bloody annoying."

"Do you want to know what else she has? Do you want to know her whole medical list?"

"That would be nice, yeah." he yelled, he was angry but clearly also genuinely concerned.

"She has been asthmatic since she was 8. She has depression, anxiety, bi polar, chronic pain since the car accident. She's allergic to penicillin. She also has mass nerve damage in her back and upper arms. But she is fine." I replied, getting annoyed at Dean.

Dean stood staring at me.

"And she deals with that?"

"Yeah."

"All of it?"

"Yeah."

"She doesn't even complain." Sam said, Dean seemed to have stopped working.

"She's probably gone to sleep, the pain takes it out of her."

"How does she get up in the morning?" Dean asked, his voice quieter now as he sat down on the bed.

"Sometimes she doesn't, when it's bad." I replied as I put my bag down. I knew she was probably already asleep, she fell asleep quickly when in pain.

" Shit, I understand why she didn't tell me." Dean said. "How long have you known all of that?"

"A couple of years. I noticed her med alert necklace and then we told each other what was wrong with us."

"You're ill too? Does no one tell me anything?"

"You told me about your hypoglycaemia" Sam added as Cas sat down. Most of this conversation about illness was going over his head. I think he was intrigued to learn about them.

"I did. Hypoglycaemia and diabetes."

"Do- don't they clash?" Sam asked. Kushiel nodded, not sure if it was her agreeing with the question or answering it.

"Yeah, it means that I have to have sugar, either way. If I don't I go into a coma, and I could die."

"You, you could die. Why didn't you tell us?"

"I've got it under control." I replied. All the life seemed to drain from Dean as he lay back on the bed. He got half way there before sitting up.

" Doesn't she have to take her stuff."

"Shit." I replied as I ran out of the door and opened ours. I saw her lying on the bed closest to the wall, facing the door. I walked over to her ad shook her shoulders, her reaction was immediate, she reached under her pillow and pulled out her dagger. She stopped just short of my throat and opened her eyes.

"Shit sorry." she said before turning and quickly putting the dagger back in the sheath under her pillow.

"Tablets." I said simply. She groaned and sat up, pulling the duvet off and grabbing her bag, pulling out the small plastic bag inside.

"I suppose Dean wants to check them." she said as she wiped her eyes free of sleep.

"Yeah." I replied as I helped her up. We both went back to the other room and Sienna sat down on the floor quickly. Dean and Sam watched, though Dean seemed to be looking at the scars on her legs. I had seen them so many times I had forgotten that they hadn't. She had two long scars at the top of her leg, though the shorts meant that they could only see the last bit of the top one. She also had her left calf on show, the lumps, bumps and nicks that made up the messy scar from the car accident in plain sight.

"I didn't realise how bad that was." Dean said as she emptied the small bag. I think he meant the scars, but I don't think S knew that.

"Well, I have to take medication for every illness."

"I meant the scars." I was right.

"Oh. Yeah, well, I was in a car accident."

"Your mum told us. Question, what are they?" Sam asked as he sat down on one of the beds.

She picked one up and showed it to Dean and Sam.

"This is morphine, its for the chroni-"

"You have morphine. Isn't that a drug?"

"It's derived from opium, it's not actually opium." Sam said as she put it down, taking a tablet out.

"I'm meant to take two, but I'm running out so I'm only taking one."

"But you need it. You can't lessen your dosage."

"If you find a pharmacy that does morphine in tablet form and will sell it to you then I wont. Till then I'm taking one."

"Alright. What are the others?"

"This is for depression, I take two. This is for bipolar, I take one. These are for migraines. Oh and this little brown inhaler is my preventer, I take two puffs." she said as she went through all of them, taking the doses. I had seen her do it before but I had never seen it all laid out. It was a lot to take, I was glad all I had to do was a jab three times a day. And eat sweets.

"You practically rattle, all those tablets in you." Dean said with a small smile. Sienna laughed. I hadn't realised how long it had been. It had been little over a week, but it felt so much longer.

Dean turned as Cas laughed, he seemed to be taking in every little detail about the angel. He was so Bi, whether he realised that or not. The attraction there was so obvious. Sienna had fallen silent as well, looking at the pair as the fawned over each other.

"Bi." Sienna said with a cough on either side to mask the word. I couldn't help but laugh, she was right. "I am going to bed." she said as she got up. I nodded and got up as well, following after her as Dean finally tore his gaze from Cas.

"See you in the morning, We'll get you a new inhaler from the pharmacy on the corner." Dean yelled. I smiled as we walked through the door to our room. Sienna straight up laughed, doubling over as she walked towards her bed, correction stumbled.

"Why did you say Bye?" Kushiel asked as they entered the room.

"Bi. B,I. It's short for bisexual, which means that someone likes people of the same gender and another, whether that's the opposite or a another."

"Like Dean." Sienna added from her bed, still laughing slightly.

"He likes women." Kushiel said as she took of her jacket.

"Yeah, but have you seen the way he looks at Cas?" S asked.

"No."

"Like he is his reason to live. Like he wants to memorise all the lines in his face so that he can see new ones as they appear. Like he wants to spend his whole life with him."

"Oh. He looks at him like Cas looks at him." Kushiel replied as she turned around to face us.

"Yeah. I guess."

"Like he's not sure if he's real or a dream?" She continued. The door opened and Dean stood in the doorway.

"You gossiping about my love life?"

"Or lack there of."I replied with a grin.

"They say you look at Castiel like he's a dream." Kushiel said. Dean looked like a fish out of water for a moment before shrugging and stepping inside the room.

"He did drag me from hell. But I don- I-" he sat down on my bed and look up at me. "Help me, you've both dealt with this shit. Help me come to terms with not being straight."

We both looked at him.

"Did you just-"

"I think he did. Well Dean, you've got to come to terms with it on your own."

"How? I like my closest friend, my only friend that's a guy. Fuck, how am I going to do this?"

"You'll manage. You've killed demons and monsters since you were a child, I'm pretty sure you can manage coming to terms with being bi."

"Is that what its called? I'm bi?"

"Yeah, unless you like more than two genders, then you're pansexual, or poly."

"Just guy- I don't know, does Cas even have a gender?"

"Th- that is a good point." I said as I sat down next to him on my bed.

"Do you like him cause of the body he's in, or cause it's Cas?" Sienna asked.

"Cause it's Cas, I guess. The body is a bonus." Dean said with one of those smile where he looked at the floor and shook his head.

"Well, congrats on coming out. How do you feel?" I asked.

"Happy, elated, terrified. Is- is it possible to feel all of those at once?"

"Yeah. It gets easier. You don't have many people to come out to anyway. Just Sam and Cas."

"Yeah, and Cas. How do i- how do I do it? How did you do it?"

"I brought it up in the car, I don't suggest that unless you're the one driving. Mum nearly had a heart attack."

"I wrote mum a note, then explained to her later. It really depends on you. If you want we could bring it up, or try to set it up for you?"

"You'd do that?"

"Dude, yeah. Hiding who you are isn't healthy of course we'll help you." I continued as Kushiel walked over.

"I would help, but I am unsure how."

Dean nodded and stood up slowly. He walked away quietly and went back to his room. I lay down on my bed and looked up at the ceiling.

"Did that just happen?" I asked with a small smile.

"Yes it did." Kushiel replied as she also got in her bed. I doubted that she would sleep, angels didn't need to sleep, I doubt she even understood why we did it.

"Well, that was eventful." Sienna said, her voice slurred with sleep, though I could here the smile in it.

"Yeah."