Confined to bed rest again. I feel so tired and weak. All I want to do is sleep and that is all I do but why do I feel so tired. My body aches and it is a pain to move. How on Earth did I let myself get into this situation?

I swear sometimes I could hear the baby thoughts, soothing my troubled mind. reassuring me that what had been wasn't my fault and for a while I felt at peace. I couldn't help but wonder though if there was something that my child couldn't tell me, something someone didn't want me to know.

My thoughts were interrupted as the door noisily flew open. It was like they knew what I was conspiring to think.

"It is time." He said as he guided me out of the bed.

I was made to dress quickly. Something strange was happening. I was reluctant to leave. Something about what was to come filled me with dread. Even the baby felt uneasy.

He appeared behind me and embraced me as the world dissolved into the darkness around us. Then we were in this dark cave.

"It is time to open the gate", he said.

Gate? What gate? Why did my head hurt so much? What can't I remember?

"It is ok", the voice said which I now recognised as my unborn child. "All will be revealed soon".

"Blood is needed to open the gate," he continued. "Your blood; that of light and dark"

Blood. I felt queasy just thinking about it. Help me, somebody please. This doesn't feel right.

"Trust me." He said as he handed me an athame.

I looked into his eyes and found myself edging the blade over the skin of my palm. I barely registered the pain. I found myself walking towards the stone wall. Somehow I knew where to touch to open it. I couldn't stop myself. I felt that it was wrong but I couldn't stop. As soon as my blood touched the stone the gate opened and dark spirits began filling the cave. I knew that I shouldn't have done it.

"Now", the voice said.

With that word two men appeared in the room, surrounded by red orbs. They looked so familiar. Flashes of my dreams came to mind. They were incomplete and conflicting. Scenes of death and destruction came to mind. Two guys stood out. They gave off an aura of strength and loss. Two brothers united by loss. They had occurred often in my dreams, playing the good guys. Their faces were puzzled but this soon turned to relief.

"Keaira", the older one said.

With that word, all of it came back to me. This warm glowing feeling filled me as I remembered the past. Then the guilt hit as I realised what I had done. I had hurt innocent people as well as opened a gate to Hell and allowing Demons into the cave.

"Oh crap. What have I done?"

How do I fix this? All my fault. Need to close gate.

The spirits were filling the cave but for some reason couldn't leave.

"We are stopping them", the voice explained. "And we can close the gate and send them back. Blood opens the gate so blood can close it."

But a bigger sacrifice was needed.

"Us"

At the same time, Lucifer realised what we were thinking but I knew I had to do it before he tries to manipulate me again. Before he could stop me, I plunged the athame into my heart and edged towards the wall.

I could barely see anything besides blood and there was a lot of it. Dying the stone floor red and causing my feet to stick as I walked through the pool of it. I could feel my blood being absorbed into the stone. I felt no pain just numbness and a sense of relief. I could hear so many voices merging into one; Sam's, Dean's, Lucifer's and many others. I couldn't make out what was being said. Silencing their voices in its wake, a baby's cries echoed within my mind as I succumbed to the darkness and separated from my body.

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