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Chapter 11 - Hit Me

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Wake me up
I'm about to give it up
Hey hurry up
Lately it's been hard enough

Try to shut me up
When you know you should wish me luck
And you could beat me up
I'm heading for the top

Hit me hard
Hit me right between the eyes
I wanna see the stars
Hit me, hit me!
Well hit me hard
Hit me right between the eyes
I wanna see the stars
Hit me, hit me!

What a nice surprise
And a dress that's black and tight
I wanna see the light
That takes me through the night
You beat me black and blue
But I can see through you
You know it's up to you
And I can't believe it's true
The Sounds - Hit Me

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Rika POV

Rika was walking towards the park, and it wasn't long before she heard a loud scream. Her head turned towards the direction the scream had been coming from, and she saw one of the female students at the university pinned up against a tree by a dark figure and she was screaming in fear. Rika ran as fast as she could towards the girl and the figure, who she could only assume was Belphegor. She wrapped her arms around the demon's neck from the behind, hanging on his back while pulling him away from the girl. Rika couldn't remember her name, but she knew she had seen her before.

"Run!", she yelled at the girl. "It's just a guy in a Halloween mask trying to play a prank on you. I've taken self-defence lessons so I can handle him."

The girl was still paralyzed with fear, blinking tears out of her eyes.

"Go!", Rika shouted once more and the girl finally started moving. Rika heard some footsteps and saw Sam and Dean running towards the scene.

"Get her out of here", Rika said to Sam and Dean while struggling the demon. Dean ran up towards the girl and took her by the hand.

"Come on, let's go", he said calmly. "They can handle this guy." Rika saw Dean and the girl running away towards campus in the corner of her eye as she continued trying to keep Belphegor in place. She suddenly felt a pain in her stomach as Belphegor punched her and she then flew through the air, hitting her back against a tree nearby. She gasped as the sharp pain hit her back as she sunk to the ground.

"RIKA!", she heard Sam screaming in the distance. She heard him running towards her and then felt him grab her hand to help her back up on her feet, which quickly succeeded.

"I'm fine", she tried to calm Sam. "I've had worse." Then she looked in Belphegors direction, and now she could see the demon more closely. Thank God it was corporeal, she would be able to kill it. It wasn't pretty though. Belphegor was wearing a black cloak, but underneath the cloak she could see his grey, slimy body. The demon's arms were not proportional, the arms and legs seemed too long for the skinny demon. It reminded her of someone anorectic, as she could see its ribs through the sickly, sluggish, grey skin. The face was even uglier, with a huge mouth covering up some yellow teeth. The demon's eyes were red, and he had a horn in his forehead.

"Not that powerful my ass", she muttered as she rubbed her stomach where Belphegor's punch had hit her. It really hurt, so she was sure she'd have a big bruise there in the morning. She took a few steps closer to the demon, but stopped as she heard some footsteps. Dean was back.

"What did I miss?", he asked while trying to catch his breath.

"Me getting slammed into a tree", Rika replied with an ironic smile. Then Dean spotted the demon.

"Dude, you have got to be the fugliest son of a bitch I've ever seen", he said glaring at the demon in front of them.

"Okay Belphegor, let's get this over with. I have places to be, things to do", Rika said as she was tired of just standing there. Something wasn't right, the demon hadn't made a move after punching her in the stomach. It hadn't ran away, and it hadn't attacked them. That wasn't normal. "You two stay here", she said with a glance at Sam and Dean. She took a run towards the demon and kicked it's head with a spin, making it turn its head to the left, but it didn't budge. She kicked the other side of the head this time.

"Issss that the bessssst you can do, ssssslayer?", Belphegor suddenly said with a guttural, serpentlike voice.

"No, I'm just warming up".

She punched the demon a couple of times, and kicked it in the stomach. She was just about to throw in another kick when the demon grabbed her leg, and she was again flying through the air, landing on the ground with an omph. She quickly got back up on her feet and instantly did a low kick, knocking the demon over by making it lose its balance.

"Gettin' tired yet?", Rika asked while looking at Belphegor getting up from the ground. Belphegor growled and charged towards her, slamming her into another tree with the weight of its body. Rika couldn't help but to let out a little scream as the pain hit her left shoulder. Apparently it was dislocated. How great. Belphegor was leaning closer to her, his mouth uncomfortably and unnervingly close to her own.

"Rika, no!", she heard Sam's now very familiar voice cry out.

Belphegor was strong, and she struggled to get out of its grip, while trying to ignore the pain in her shoulder. Then she heard a gunshot, and Belphegor stumbled a few feet away from her. Finally she was in control of her own body, and she looked in the direction the shot had come from. Dean was holding a shotgun.

"Sssstupid boy, that won't kill me", Belphegor growled.

"No, but it hurts as hell", Dean said with a cocky smile. Rika saw she had her chance, picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground and with two fast movements on her feet she swung it towards the demon. She heard a small thump as Belphegor's head fell to the ground, soon followed by the rest of the body. She turned towards Sam and Dean.

"Well, that's it." When she saw Sam and Dean's faces she couldn't help but to giggle a bit. They looked completely stupified. She took a few steps towards them, and Sam ran towards her, pulling her into a protective embrace. The pain that she had been ignoring for a moment suddenly hit her shoulder again, and she couldn't help but to gasp in pain.

"You're hurt!", Sam said looking at her in horror.

"It's okay, just a dislocated shoulder." She let out a brave smile. "Do me a favour and hold onto my elbow?", she asked and he took a grip around her elbow, while she rested her palm against his chest. She gripped her shoulder and with one fast twist she popped the shoulder back in place, gasping once more.

"You can let go now", she said while slightly massaging her shoulder and looking at Sam who was looking a bit pale and worried. He didn't let go, instead he touched her stomach. "What's wrong?", she asked.

"It's not just your shoulder", he said. "Look." He showed her his hand, and it was covered in blood. In shock she looked down at her stomach. The side of her t-shirt was covered in a dark, sticky substance.

"Oh", was all she could say. "When did that happen?"

She lift her shirt up a bit, so she could see the wound. It wasn't that deep, or bad for that matter. She sighed from relief.

"It's not that bad", she said looking at Sam, trying to calm him down once more.

"We're taking you to the hospital", he said his expression not easening.

"I'm not sure it's...", she begun but Sam interrupted her.

"Don't be so stubborn! Please, do this for me?"

She couldn't deny him anything, not when he gave her that puppy dog look. She sighed with a small smile on her lips.

"Sure."

She put her palm against the wound on top of her shirt and started walking. She hadn't noticed that she had injured her stomach aswell, but now that she was aware of it and moving, she couldn't deny it hurt. She had to limp forward, and it wasn't long until Sam was walking besides her. He took her free arm and put it around his shoulder, supporting her. Dean was flanking her other side as they walked towards the car. Once in it, Sam sat down in the back seat with her.

"Just hurry to the nearest hospital", he told Dean who merely nodded not speaking a word.

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Sam POV

Sam's heart had almost stopped when he noticed that Rika was bleeding. He had a million thoughts running around in his head. Why was it that everyone he cared about had to get hurt? He and Dean shouldn't just have stood there while Rika was fighting the demon all by herself, even though she had told them not to. They should have helped her anyway. Dean couldn't get to the hospital fast enough, Sam was really anxious and worried. At least he had managed to convince her to let them take her to the hospital to get patched up.

He took a glance at Rika. He was holding his arm gently around her waist, keeping her close. She was resting her head against his chest, while his other hand was resting on her thigh. She had put her legs over his own, so she was practically in his lap. If the circumstances had been different and she wasn't injured, he really would have enjoyed this moment. He could smell her hair, it was a fresh, flowery scent, probably from the schampoo she used. Her scent filled his nose, and his thoughts wandered back to earlier that afternoon when he had been kissing her. "No", he thought. "Don't think about that now, Sam. Stop it and don't be silly."

He tried to get a look of her face, and once he saw it he got worried instantly. She looked a bit pale and she was struggling to keep her eyes open. One of her hands was pressing against the wound on her side, the other resting on his chest. She flickered her eyes and caught him looking at her. "Oh, God, I love her eyes", he thought.

"Stop worrying", she said and gave him a small smile. However, it didn't ease his worries.

"You can barely keep your eyes open", he said.

"I'm just tired, that's all, I'll be just fine."

"I know, I'm not going to let anything happen to you", he said softly and kissed her forehead.

Just after that Dean pulled the car over with screeching tires.

"We're here", he said while opening the car door and getting out. Two seconds later he opened the door next to Sam. Rika tried to get out of his embrace, probably trying to move by herself. He wasn't going to let her.

"No, don't", he said trying to stop her. "I'm carrying you."

He got out of the car and pulled her up in his arms as carefully as he could. She didn't resist, even though he knew she would have been able to if she wanted. He walked as fast as he could towards the hospital and when he got inside he yelled.

"Hey, we need some help here! She's lost a lot of blood!"

Two nurses came running towards them and took Rika out of his arms.

"What happened?", one of them, a tall blonde woman with grey eyes, asked.

"I'm not sure, but she fell against a tree so maybe a branch hurt her."

"We'll take care of her", the woman said and they quickly lead Rika away along the corridor. Sam sighed in frustration, massaging his forehead.

Maybe fifteen minutes later he saw Rika walking towards them along the corridor. She looked as radiant as ever.

"Sam, Dean", she said with a smile.

"How bad was it?", Sam asked while he grabbed a soft hold of her arms and kissed her forehead once more.

"It wasn't that deep", she replied. "They just cleaned it up a bit, and put on some compressors and bandages on it. With my healing ability, I'll be completely fine tomorrow."

"Thank God", Sam said with a sigh of relief.

"I'd hate to tell you "I told you so", but I will. I told you so", she teased him and smiled. Sam couldn't help but to smile back. "Would you guys mind taking me home? I'm really tired, and I need to call Hugh before going to sleep."

"Sure thing", Dean replied and they were soon out of the hospital.

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A/N: Some twists and drama are still coming up in this story, and I have planned on doing maybe 15-16 chapters. :) Please review the story, no matter whether you like it or not. I'd like to know if I'm doing something right, and I'd love everything I get just to help me improve. :) I kind of have a sequel to this story in mind as well.