It had been a few days since Dean admitted he remembered hell and we had all been extra careful not to mention it while he was around. Things, seal wise, were slowing down. I felt bored just being stuck in the back seat of the Impala for hours on end. Sam was constantly checking out his sources for any news but it seemed pretty clear we were getting nothing. The sun was setting as I started to cabin fever.
"I hate being cooped up. Can't we just stop somewhere?" I whined wiggling in the back seat. Dean looked at me through the rear mirror and smiled at me. I caught his eye and smiled back.
"I guess." Dean replied looking back at the road. I wiggled some more until my butt had gone numb then decided it would be best to sit perfectly still.
"So... I've herd nothing, why don't we call Bobby when we get to where ever we are going." Sam said putting his laptop back into his bag.
"Why don't we ask Castiel? He's got to know what's going on, right?" I asked sitting still.
"Yeah, maybe." Dean muttered. Sam turned so he was sat facing me and Dean.
"We could ask." He said plainly.
"But will he answer?" I asked raising my eyebrow.
"True. He isn't the most reliable guy." Sam added. "I'll call Ruby, see if she has herd anything." I looked at Sam worried for a second until I saw Dean turn his head to Sam.
"We don't need her help." Dean said in a matter-of-fact voice and turned back to the road.
"Wait, what?" Sam asked getting insulted on Ruby's behalf. I sighed putting my hand over my face.
"We don't need her help Sam." Dean said still looking at the road.
"Why? Because she is a demon?" Sam asked raising his voice.
"Hey, look a motel, let's pull in." I said as Dean glared at Sam.
We pulled into the motel and it was just out the outskirts of a small logging town. Sam walked off in a huff as soon as we got the rooms. I walked by Dean's side in silence as we walked to the rooms to check them out. My butt was starting to get its' feeling back to normal and I was happy about it.
"I might go for a walk, want to join me?" I asked as we reached the rooms.
"No.. thanks." Dean said looking at me but I could see his mind was elsewhere.
"Cool, just call if, you know." I said smiling and walking into my room. It was a single with a small bathroom and small kitchen area. For motel's it wasn't the worst ever. I smiled at the surroundings as I dumped my bags on the bed and walked over to the bathroom. I washed my face in the sink and looked at myself.
"He's asking for trouble, you know it." The voice in my head said.
"Yeah... but it's his life. I gotta trust he knows when to say when." I said to the mirror.
"But he wont know when. You know that... You always need more and so will he." The voice said.
"I'm a monster and he's human. There is a big difference there." I said to the mirror.
"Really? He doesn't look human to me, looks like a wolf in sheep's clothing! Ha! Like you!" The voice said laughing.
"Feck off." I said shaking my head. "As long as Dean stays alive, and Sam doesn't get in the way of it. It's ok." I said confidently.
"He's going to kill us. Cass sent you that dream from the future, you know it's going to happen. You know it." The voice said harshly. I started to shake my head.
"Screw you!" I said turning and walking out the front door smashing into Dean. "Sorry." I said softly.
"Are you ok?" Dean asked confused.
"Yeah. Just need to clear my head, so I'm going for that walk." I said not looking at him. Dean raised his eyebrow.
"Ok. Well see you in the bar?" Dean asked. I nodded and walked off.
I must of wondered around town for a couple of hours when I walked to the bar in town. It was busy with lots of guys laughing and joking. It was a nice kind of bar. I looked and spotted Dean sat at a table chatting up the waitress. I decided to let him have fun without me getting in the way. I went up to the bar.
"What will it be?" The bartender asked with a warm smile, he was probably 50'ish and just seemed friendly.
"Beer please." I said smiling back. He got the beer and took the lid off.
"You're not from round here are you?" He said passing me the bottle.
"Just travelling through with friends." I answered.
"That douche chatting up my daughter one of your friends?" He asked slightly less friendly.
"Yeah, but the douche is a good guy really. Plus I'll beat the crap out of him if he does anything." I said with a small smile before taking a sip of the beer.
The bar tender smiled widely at me before going to serve another person. I turned and watch Dean flirt with this blonde bimbo waitress who kept giggling at his jokes. I don't know why but I couldn't stop watching them, it started to freak me out. I forced myself to turn away and finish my drink. You wanna look again? See what he's saying to her now, you wanna know if they are kissing, you wanna know if he's stroking her cheek like he does to you. You are jealous. Ha ha ha ha you've gone all Kevin Costner to his Whitney Huston.... oh god this is golden. Ha ha ha ha ha! The voice in my head said. I shook my head and downed the rest of the bottle. "No, I don't, and to prove it I'm going back to my room." I said under my breath as I stood up. A tall guy walked up to me, he had a base ball cap on, blue plad shirt, brown body warmer and dark jeans on. My guess was he worked at the mill. He gave me a small smile.
"Can I buy you a drink?" He asked in a deep gravelly voice.
"I was just leaving..." I said softly smiling at him, his smile faulted for a second and then bounced back.
"Sure I can't convince you otherwise?" He asked. I looked around as I thought and noticed Dean and the waitress had gone. Well we both know what they're up to! My voice in my head said and I turned back to the guy.
"You know what, go on. But just one drink." I said smiling. The guy walked us over to a table before ordering the drinks. He came back with two beers. He passed me mine and I swapped it with his. He looked at his bottles then up at me confused. "Bad experience with guy's buying me drinks." I said sweetly. He nodded.
"It's ok. So, you sound English, what you doing way out here?" He asked smiling at me. I took a sip of beer and smiled back.
"Travelling, I want to see everything before I die." I said softly.
"Cool, it's got to be dangerous though, being here all alone." He said moving a little closer to me.
"I'm a big girl." I joked. "Hey, what's your name?" I asked still laughing a little.
"Adam, Adam Gonteir." Adam said smiling. "And what do I call you?" He asked.
"Megan." I said simply. And that's the way the conversation went, we chatted about America, what I had seen and then started to talk about music.
After a few beers I had forget all about Dean and his friend and was actually laughing and having fun. I clocked the time and decided to call it a night. We were chatting about Adam's band he had going. He wrote the songs and sang lead.
"But seriously I've never been so scared in my life!" Adam said laughing. "Maybe thirty people watching me stuttering on stage. So embarrassing." He laughed. I was laughing as well.
"Well least you finally sang, right?" I said finishing my drink.
"No! I ran off stage! My band mates slaughtered me for it, for weeks." Adam said laughing. "You should come see us play. We're much better now."
"One day, maybe." I said seeing the time. "I'd best go, I have a feeling it's going to be an early start tomorrow." I said standing up. Adam stood up as well and smiled.
"It was nice meeting you Megan. Um... do... um." He sighed, stuttering slightly.
"You ok?" I asked putting my jacket on.
"Yeah.. I, I, I was wondering... want me to, to, t, to walk you home?" He stuttered out then cursed under his breath.
"Sure!" I said as we walked out of the bar. The street was silent as we walked back to the motel.
"So," Adam said moving closer to my side. "You leaving tomorrow?" Adam asked looking forward.
"Looks like it." I said plainly as we walked.
"That's a shame, I'd really like to know more about you." Adam said as we crossed the road. The street lights started to flicker and I looked around for any demon but couldn't see one.
"Well I can't really stay, I promised to meet a friend in the morning and go travelling a little with them." I lied as we turned the corner. "Plus, trust me I'm not that amazing."
"I'd rather be the judge, if you don't mind." Adam said as these street lights flickered too. "These lights seem really messed up today." Adam said.
"Yeah..." I said stopping and looking around. From where I was stood I could see the Impala and the motel. I looked around and saw nothing, but I could smell a demon somewhere. Adam was looking at me clueless.
"I can go the rest of the distance from here." I said softly. Adam's smile faded a little and he nodded. I went on my toes and kissed his cheek. "It was nice meeting you."
"Yeah..." Adam sighed. "You too. Just a bummer you-" Adam was cut off as a plume of black smoke descended into him. "Hello beautiful." The new demon Adam said smiling at me.
"Get out of him." I said threw grit teeth. Adam looked surprised.
"Oh a Hunter...tasty!" He said grabbing my waste and pulling me closer.
"Get the fuck out of him, now." I said calmly and grabbed his arms squeezing them harder than a human could. Adam looked down at my hands and back to my eye's making his eyes go black. He pushed me off him with his force and I landed on my back on the road. I started to chant in Latin. Adam smiled and pointed to my left. I turned just in time to see a truck head towards me, I tried to move but Adam held me in place. He waved as the truck hit it's breaks and tried to move out of the way.
I woke in a hospital bed feeling worse for wear. I blinked a few times and saw Dean a sleep in the chair next to my bed. He looked about as rough as I felt. I smiled and sat up.
"Dean," I said softly. "Dean wake up." I said softly. Dean grunted a little and wiggled in his seat. I smiled and got out of bed. I knew if Dean was there, Sam had to be close by. I went out of the room and saw Sam walking towards me carrying two cups of coffee.
"Hi Sam." I said raising an arm and waving. Sam walked right past me and into the room. I fallowed him as he woke Dean up passing him the coffee.
"Did the doctors say anything more?" Sam asked sitting the other side of the bed I was laying in.
"Holy Crap!" I said and walked fully into the room staring at my body. I was really badly beat up. I had cuts all over my face, my left arm and leg was in cast's and I had tube's coming out of my mouth, nose and arms. "Well.. I've looked better." I said sarcastically and noticed Dean just looking at my body.
"Dean?" I said at the same time as Sam. Dean blinked and looked at Sam.
"Sorry?" Dean said taking a sip of the drink.
"I was asking if the doctor said anything more." Sam asked looking worried.
"He said she was in a coma, it wasn't looking good. Lot's of technical terms." Dean sighed rubbing his eyes. "Doctor said the guy she was with had bruised forearms, saying he blacked out. Police reckon he pushed her in front of the truck." Dean shook his head and looked back at my body. "Why would she let him push her? Even if it was a demon."
"I don't know Dean. But she is strong, I mean come on, you saw how fast she healed before." Sam said looking like he was trying to convince himself more than Dean. "She'll be ok."
"I will!" I said shaking my head. "Dude's listen to me. Get Bobby on this out of body thing. I'll try to stay alive." I said and herd whispers coming from behind me. "What the?" I said turning and walking into the corridor. I herd a crash in the room next to me and went to see what was happening. A young man was dying and a ghostly shadow of a person was floating above him, it reached down and touched his cheek then the man died. "Dean! Sam!" I shouted and ran back into the room. The pair was sat in silence just looking at me. I walked up to the side of Dean and tried poking him but it didn't work. "DEAN!" I shouted in his ear but nothing happened. I shouted at the pair of them for about an hour before I sat on the edge of the bed and looked back at them. "Don't let me die." I said as I started to sob.
"I'm going to call Bobby. See if he has any ideas." Sam said solemnly and walked out of the room.
I was sat there crying to myself a good ten minutes when Dean spoke up.
"I... I should of met you in the bar like I said." He said softly holding my hand.
"Damn straight jerk!" I shouted and wiped my eyes.
"I... I was... I was being me again." Dean said softly. "But... I should have been there. Damn it!" Dean shouted smashing the wall. I jumped a little. "I... I'm going to fix this. You're going to be ok. I need you to be ok, god... don't ...don't die." Dean said holding my hand again and nearly crying.
"Dean," I said placing my hand over his. "Dude, come on. Don't be a chick!" I joked still feeling terrified. "Me, die? Pff!" I joked. Dean turned his head to me and looked. "Dean?" I said surprised. Sam walked back in and coughed.
"Hey," He said walking fully in and sitting down. Dean waited for Sam to speak. "Bobby is calling some experts he knows. He thinks she be ok." Sam said plainly.
"I'm going to call Cass." Dean said. "You need to keep the doctors out of here." Dean said to Sam in a mono tone voice. Sam nodded and walked out of the room closing the door behind him.
"Yes!" I said smiling. "Good plan." I said doing a little dance.
"I know your here." Dean said and I instantly stopped dancing and looked at him.
"What?" I said rushing up to him.
"I mean, I felt your hand, on mine. Cass can fix this. CASS!" Dean shouted and looked to the ceiling. "Cass I need your help now!" He shouted and waited for something to happen. I looked around for Cass and nothing happened.
"Super!" I said sarcastically as Dean shouted again. Still nothing happened. Dean sighed and opened the door. Sam was stood the other side and looked confused when he herd Dean open the door.
"What's wrong?" Sam asked.
"He's not coming." Dean said plainly. I herd the whispering again and looked around.
"Well... well we'll just call Bobby again, see what he's got." Sam said as the pair walked back into my room.
"Sam..." Dean said and sighed. "Go check on that guy that was with her." Dean said wiped his eyes.
"Dean, you need to get some rest, you've been here all night." Sam said softly.
"I'm fine. Just go check him out." Dean pleaded.
"Dean! Go back to the motel!" I said and herd the whispers again.
I fallowed the noise down the corridor and down to another room. This time a little old lady was dying. The figure touched her and she too died. Then it looked at me. I backed up slowly shaking my head and bumped into a man.
"Sorry." He said and I turned to him surprised.
"You can see me?" I asked and then turned and the figure had gone.
"Yeah, you can see me?!" He said smiling. I nodded. "I've been here a few days and your the first person I've been able to talk to. I'm Jon." Jon said holding out his hand to shake.
"Megan." I replied shaking the hand.
"Do you know, your kinda dead?" He asked sounding uncomfortable asking.
"Yeah... kinds guessed when I saw my body." I said sarcastically and then shook my head. "This is way too weird for me sorry." I said as we walked down the corridor.
"What made you go to the room?" Jon asked as we reached a nurse station.
"I herd whispering and I wanted to know what was making them." I said softly leaning against the wall.
"Me too. I've..."Jon chuckled.
"What's funny?" I asked.
"Well I was going to say, I've seen some weird ass shit. But if we are ghost's it's probably not that weird." Jon said smiling at me.
"What did you see?" I asked pushing myself off of the wall as people walked past us.
"A ghost, well I mean, like the ghost you seen in films." Jon explained.
"Hovering over the bodies of people who die?" I asked.
"Yeah I guess. Why what are they?" Jon asked looking at me.
"No idea." I lied and walked down to my room. Jon came with me. As I walked into my room Dean had fallen a sleep again next to my bed.
"That your boyfriend?" Jon asked looking at Dean. I laughed shaking my head.
"Nope, he's..." I stood there and thought about it. Standing here, nearly dead looking at Dean... He is so strong, stupid, brave, stupid, funny and utterly stupid. He's really good in bed, knows more junk about cars and TV than me and has the best smile ever. Oh crap! I've fallen for him. Wait... I'm in love with Dean? No way... No...way... Right? Ok I'm thinking about this too much. Dean...I looked at him sigh softly as he slept. I love him. I thought and sighed. "He's complicated." I said to Jon. He looked at me and smiled.
"I'm engaged. She's my high school sweetheart. I know it's lame, but we had so many plans together." Jon said leaning on the wall just out side of my room.
"Well I'm sure you will get back in your body and live a long and happy life." I said nodding firmly.
"Ok... if you say so." Jon said sounding unconvinced and we walked over to his room. A small woman was sat weeping next to his body.
"I'm... I'm so sorry Jon." I said softly.
"Hey, I'm ok about it." Jon said walking away from the room. I fallowed him looking confused.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"No, I've thought about it. I'm a organ donner and so they'll help over people live. Mary is young enough to fall in love again and have a family. My parents are already dead and well... I don't know I'm ok with dying." Jon explained as we walked back to my room. I stopped standing out side of my room.
"No way! That is shit." I said shaking my head. "Don't just give up man, fight! You have a whole life to live for!" I said sounding grumpy.
"Hey, calm down. It's just my opinion. If I die, I die. It's simple." Jon said walking up and looking into my room at my body. "Maybe if I were you, I'd accept it too."
"Hey! I will not be dying any time soon thank you!" I said and walked into my room. "This isn't even close to bad for me!" I said pointing to my body and then suddenly felt weird. "Jon run." I said feeling it hit me again.
"Why?" Jon asked confused.
"Run!" I shouted and then started to faze in and out. I turned as my heart monitor stopped and Dean raced to get help. In a few seconds I was being shocked, Sam and Dean were stood at the door watching in horror and honestly I felt pretty horrified too. I herd the whispering and soon the ghost figure was there. It looked at me, not my body.
"Back, the fuck up!" I shouted backing away from the ghost thing. It looked at me and raised it's hand. "Touch me and DIE!" I shouted and it disappeared. I looked and saw Dean looking in my direction.
The rest of the day I hung around my body hoping I would just pop back in. Dean came and went several times and Sam popped back twice. Neither of them looked good, they both could do with some rest. Jon walked into my room dressed differently.
"Jon?" I asked looking at him.
"We need to talk." Jon said as Dean walked in. I walked over to Dean's side and kept my eyes on Jon.
"What do you want to talk about?" I asked staying by Dean who was flicking through his dad's journal.
"You. And what is going to happen next." Jon said plainly.
"Why don't we talk about what you are first, shall we?" I said with a quick smile. Jon nodded.
"Fine. I'm a-"
"Reaper. Son of a bitch!" Dean growled and I glanced at him, he had a page open and there were a couple of pictures of the ghost figure I saw. I read the page and looked back at Jon.
"So, this book says your a Grim Reaper, as in Death." I said plainly and calmly. "Fuck off." I said with a smile. Jon laughed and shook his head walking closer to me.
"I can't. I got orders, just like you had. Megan, this is your time." Jon said stopping an arm reach from me.
"No it's not." I said plainly.
"It is. Trust me, I'm 99.99% correct about these things." Jon said smiling.
"No... No I saw when I die. It's not now, not like this." I said shaking my head. Dean moved to the side of me and looked at me.
"If... if it is a reaper... I... I don't know what to do. I'll get Castiel, Uriel hell any of them to make a deal. Something." Dean said holding back the tears. "Your not going to die."
"SEE!" I said pointing to Dean. "Even he said I wasn't going to die!"
"Megan... I know." Jon said softly. "I know how hard it is to leave behind loved ones, especially when you have only just worked out how you feel about them. But never the less, now is your time. Please, come with me. I promise you if you stay here nothing good will come from it." Jon said holding out his hand.
"No!" I said moving away. "No..." A tear rolled down my cheek. "No, I am not... I don't want to. I.. I have so much left to do here... Dean. I need to protect him, and Sam, I need to show him that the demon blood isn't the answer. I can't leave... I...." Tears were rolling down my cheeks and every word I spoke burnt my throat. I was holding back so much. Jon looked at me with a sympathetic look.
"You know what will happen if you stay here." Jon said softly.
"It's not fair!" I whined a little while tears fell down my cheeks. "I.. I can't leave him now! I... Love him." I said softly wiping away my tears. "I..." I looked at Dean stood over my body.
"It's time Megan, are you coming with me?" Jon asked holding out his hand. I looked at Dean and my body and then to Jon's hand. I sniffled and wiped my face. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"Ok." I said confidently. "I can do this." I said walking up to Jon. "It wont kill me." I joked and Jon laughed.
"Gotta say, loving you humour." Jon said smiling at me. I reached out for Jon's hand...
I hope you like it I'll do a short finish to this in the next chapter. I just wanted to do a little cliff hanger before Anna and the angel stuff begins =)
