Another three months passed with no word from the brothers, and Bobby had seen a drastic change in his daughter. Every day the deadline for Dean came closer, she grew quieter and quieter, yet was more and more desperate to find a way to get him out of the deal. He also noticed that she wasn't eating as much as usual and was beginning to lose weight. Even clothes that had been tight fitting looked loose on her, and it was worrying him as much as everything else. In the end, he paid for Kerry and three of her friends to go on holiday to New Orleans for a week. Kerry had been reluctant at first, but once Bobby assured her that he would let her know if the guys came back, she agreed to go, deciding that maybe it was a good idea to get away for a while.

The third night into the holiday, Kerry had been persuaded to go out with her three friends and do some shopping. They reached the historic voodoo museum, and of course, the others all wanted to go in. Kerry shrugged her shoulders and followed them in, and while they ogled all the artefacts, she stood to one side, lost in her thoughts. Her thoughts were interrupted though, when one of her friends nudged her.

"Hey Kerry. Isn't that the guy that used to pick you up from school sometimes?"

Kerry's head snapped up and she looked over to where her friend was pointing. As she caught sight of him, her jaw dropped, but she soon closed it as a smile spread across her face. She moved from her spot and slid up behind him, then covered his eyes with her hands.

"BOO!" she yelled.

Dean flew backwards and crashed into a shelf as he spun to face his 'attacker'. When he saw Kerry laughing so hard she was almost on the floor, he relaxed his stance and gave her a puzzled look.

"Kerry? What are you doing here?"

"Holiday" she laughed.

Sam walked in at that moment, and as he saw Kerry, he came over and gave her a hug. He laughed with her as she told him what she did to Dean, and Dean stuck his tongue out in a childish manner.

"So, what brings you two to New Orleans?"

"Witch" sam answered.

"Need any help?"

Sam looked like he was going to say no, but Dean saw something in Kerry, something he didn't like. Yes, she was smiling and laughing, but it wasn't quite reaching her eyes. Her eyes themselves seemed to have lost some colour, and as he observed her more carefully, he could see that she was paler, and had lost a fair amount of weight.

"If you want, then you're more than welcome to tag along"

Kerry smiled and thanked Dean, before moving off to tell her friends that she wasn't staying with them for the rest of the holiday.

Sam looked over at Dean with a raised eyebrow.

"Why'd you say yes, Dean?"

"Did you not notice how skinny she is sam? She's weak, pale and looks ill. I want to find out why and I can't do that if I don't observe her."

Sam nodded, casting Kerry a worried glance. Both brothers made a mental note to ring Bobby later to get some answers, but for now, they were doing some research, so they told Kerry to go back to her hotal and pack, and then meet them at their own hotel later on in the day. She nodded and moved off with her friends, and the two brothers returned to their investigation.

Bobby was sitting watching a film when the phone went. Without checking the caller display, he answered.

"Hey Bobby."

"Dean. What's up?"

"Kerry. We're in New Orleans and saw her today, but I can tell something's not right with her."

Bobby sighed slightly and sat back further in his chair.

"Well, the closer it comes to your deadline, the more detached she is. Whenever she hears a car go past, even though she knows it isn't you guys, I see her eyes dart to the window. It's you, Dean. Sam's the same, I just know he is. The thing that worries me the most with Kerry is that she isn't eating."

Dean frowned, and then bit his lip in thought, before suddenly coming up with an idea.

"Bobby, I want you to send another bag up here with Kerry's clothes. I think it'll be nice to have her with us for a couple of weeks. I'll try and speak to her."

"Ok. But you do know she won't listen?"

"Yeah, I know. But I'm going to try as hard as I possibly can."

"Good luck with that."

"Thanks bobby."

As he hung up, Dean heard a knock at the motel door and opened it to see a tired looking Kerry standing there.

"Hey, come in."

She did, and dumped her bag next to his and sam's. Dean moved over to the kitchenette and put the kettle on. Kerry sat down on the couch and turned the TV on, flicking through the channels, even though she wasn't really paying attention.

"Why so quiet kiddo? It's not like you."

"Yeah, well, people change Dean. You of all people should know that."

Dean rolled his eyes and moved over to her, standing in front of her so that she was unable to see the telly screen.

"I need you to listen to me Kerry. I know how upset you are that I'm going to die. Trust me, I know how hard it is, but you have to stay strong. You have to live, because I'm going to need your help to get me the Hell out of there, and if you die too, then you won't be much help will you?"

Kerry lowered her head, and Dean tilted it back up. As she looked at his eyes, a tear slid down her cheek, but was quickly brushed away by Dean. She gave him a watery smile and he smiled back, before ruffling her hair and moving back over to the kettle to make coffee. Kerry wiped the rest of her tears away, and actually began to pay attention to the channel that was playing.

Sam came in an hour later, complete with a couple of bags stuffed full off food. Dean had gone for a shower, so it was Kerry that stood to retrieve the bags off him. He watched her as she began to unpack, a small frown on his face.

"Do you have something to say to me sam? I'd rather you just say it rather than give me strange looks."

Sam blinked, wondering how she knew what he was doing, but when she turned to face him, he put the thought out of his mind.

"Why aren't you eating? Bobby says you aren't sleeping, you aren't eating and all you ever seem to do is constantly read and scribble down notes."

Kerry said nothing, just moved over to her bag and rummaged about until she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a green notebook, and sam could see that it was almost overflowing with bits of paper sticking out of it. She wordlessly handed it too him and as he flicked through the pages, his eyes widened in amazement.

"There are exactly two hunderd and three different ideas written down. All of them are ideas to save Dean. Every single one ends up with someone dying. The reason I haven't been eating and sleeping is because I can't be out here with you guys, and it is tearing me up to know that the days are passing and I don't know if I'm going to get the chance to say goodbye to Dean before he dies, and so I am determined to do anything in my goddam power to ensure he stays alive!"

As she finished, she realised that she was not only shouting, but crying too. Sam stepped forward and pulled her into a hug, and she rested her head against his chest as she cried. Sam looked up and saw Dean slip into their bedroom, but not before he gave his younger brother a look to say that he heard every word that Kerry had just said. Kerry eventually pulled away from sam and took her book off him again, placing it back inside her bag. Dean came back into the room, and so Kerry decided to grab a shower in the now vacant bathroom. As soon as the shower came on, Dean faced sam.

"I can't believe she'd do all this for me. Well, I can believe it, but I don't want her to end up killing herself over it. It's been hard enough keeping you under control, let alone her on top."

Sam smiled at that. Trust Dean to turn a serious situation into an amusing one. He clapped his older brother on the shoulder.

"I think we should keep her with us for a while. I mean, we only have nine months left, so it's only fair that she gets to spend time with you."

Dean nodded his agreement and fell silent as he waited for Kerry to come back out from her shower.

Kerry's bag with a bunch of extra clothes arrived two days later, along with a letter from Bobby telling them all to be careful and telling Kerry to make sure she ate and slept as she'd be no good on the team if she kept nearly passing out. She smiled as she read that, and then turned back to the laptop. The guys had gone out for shopping, leaving kerry behind to sleep, but she had been unable too, so had decided to continue sam's research for the witch they were hunting. As she typed, she scratched an itch on her shoulder, and as she felt the delicate scar there, she closed her eyes, blocking out the memory. That scar was the only one she had received from the spirit she fought last time she was with the guys, but it also reminded her of seeing Dean lying next to that woman in the bed. She quickly shook the thought out of her head and went back to her work. Suddenly, she noticed something and just as she finished reading it, it all fell into place and everything they knew about this witch suddenly fell into place like a jigsaw.

As she began piecing everything together, the phone in the room began to ring, and so she stood up to answer it.

"Hello?"

"You won't find me, my dear girl, but I can find you. If you and your boys don't stop trying to hunt me, something wicked your way may come."

As the voice stopped speaking, a loud, piercing squeal filled the room, causing Kerry to scream and drop the phone to cover her ears. The glass of the windows, the photo frames and the mirror all smashed, showering her in tiny shards of glass, and she cried out as she ducked from it and ended up landing on a small patch of it, slicing all up her left hand. She huddled where she lay, covering her ears and blocking out the sound, and when it finally stopped, she sighed in relief before jumping up and grabbing her phone to call Dean.

"Hey Kerry."

"Umm, don't worry about the mess when you get back, kay?"

"What are you talking about?"

"well, I got a phone call from our witch telling me that if we didn't stop tracking her she was gonna do something bad to us. As she hung up, there was this god awful noise that blew up pretty much every bit of glass in the room."

"Are you ok?"

"Umm, yeah about that. I think I'm going to get a cab to the hospital as I landed on some of the glass and I have a few nasty gashes up my arm and hand."

Dean confirmed that he and sam would meet her there shortly, and as he tossed the mobile over to sam, he quickly spun the car round and raced back to the hotel. Sam gave Dean a horrified look as Dean filled him in, and as soon as they parked the car, they both ran up to the room, to see the hotel manager staring into the room with a scared expression. She saw the two men approach and moved over to them.

"I am so sorry about this! I have no idea what happened. All of a sudden all the phones went haywire and then we heard the crashing of the glass, but noone could get onto this floor to help, and guests on this floor were unable to get out of their rooms to help. Then, everything suddenly went back to normal, and I got up here to see her covered in blood and holding her left arm. She's just been taken to hospital by my husband. I am so sorry about your sister."

Sam thanked her for her patience and Dean mentioned that sje wasn't their sister. He moved into the room, and quickly packed all of their possesions. The hotel owner gave them directions to the hospital, and the pair of them headed over to see Kerry. Sam rang Bobby and told him what happened, and Bobby told him that he was heading down to them, as they were going to need extra help this time.

The hotel owner's husband saw the pair of them come into the ER, and hurried over to them. Dean and sam both thanked him, and he smiled, saying that it was no problem. After finding a nurse to say that the family were there, he left, and Dean moved over to the cubicle where Kerry was. He slid in and she gave him a warm smile as he came over to her.

"How are you?" he asked.

She uncovered her arm, and Dean winced. Sam walked in at that moment and saw it, and he took a sharp intake of breath. Her whole hand was smothered in blood, and three of the gashes were still bleeding. Bits of glass could be seen stuck in the wound and Kerry hissed every time she moved her hand. The doctor came into the cubicle, and asked the two men to wait outside for a while. They both saw how alarmed kerry looked at that, and so Dean decided to stay while sam waited outside for Bobby, who had just texted to let them know that he was going to be about another five or six hours.

Dean sat with Kerry, holding her good hand the whole time. She squeezed his hand as the pieces of glass were pulled out, and when the doctor had to dig deeper to get the smaller fragments, Dean felt her tense up in pain, so he slid onto the bed to sit next to her and wrap an arm round her. She buried her face into his shoulder and bit onto his jacket as the pain intensified. He rubbed her arm, and when the doctor told her that the glass was all out, she sighed in relief. Then she tensed again, as she had to have antiseptic applied to the wounds, and the three main ones had to be stitched. The doctor had to go to the supplies closet to get the needle and thread. Kerry looked up at the clock to see that it had taken nearly two hours just to get the glass shards out, and she knew that it would be at least another hour before the stitches were in. she groaned and buried her head further into Dean's shuoulder, barely even registering when sam poked his head in to see if everything was ok.

It took longer than she expected for her hand to be finished, as an emergency came in and the doctor was called away for four hours. Kerry had been leaning against Dean, and gradually slipped into a deep sleep. When she woke up, she noticed that there were three people in the room, and as her vision cleared, she realised that her dad had finally arrived. He smiled and gave her a hug, and also had a look at her hand, before placing it gently back on the bed.

"So, we're talking about a witch that can control her powers through technology. I've never even heard of that before." Bobby said.

Kerry sat up and shook her head.

"I think she was there. Just before the glass exploded, it felt like there was someone in the room with me. Somehow she was able to enter the room without me realising. It wasn't until she used her power that I realised she was there."

The three of them listened with understanding on their faces. Dean coughed slightly before speaking.

"That means she is extremely powerful. To be able to be in the room without Kerry even noticing shows how good she is. We'll need to be careful on this one."

He lifted Kerry's arm up to prove his point about being careful, just as the doctor came back in to stitch and bandage the arm.

It took nearly a week before they finally tracked down the witch. Kerry's arm had started to heal, and the stitches had been taken out, so she decided to make the most of it and practise with her staff. She moved out to the small garden in the hotel, and after making sure noone was around, started to slowly spin the staff round, then once she warmed up enough, she flicked her wirst and smiled as she felt the staff extent, sliding out of its hold smoothly and silently. She spun it over her head, and started the round by doing a backflip and twirling it round her waist before thrusting it forward and spinning it over her head once again. As she flicked it forward, she noticed Dean watching her and so she stopped.

"Need something?"

"We got her"

Kerry nodded and brought the staff back to normal and jumped up, running to the car. Bobby and sam were already there, and before long, the group were on their way to the witches hide out. However, when the got there, the whole place was on fire. They all looked with confusion and Dean with anger, but suddenly Sam realised. He pointed out a strange marking on the wall, and Dean froze as he saw it. He looked at Kerry and Bobby with fear before speaking.

"It's Lilith"