Kat sat in the emergency room; tears silently rolling down her beautiful face. Dean had suffered an electric shock during their previous hunt to take down a Rawhead and was now in a critical condition. The police officer who had been interviewing Sam approached her.
"Miss I understand this is a difficult time but we need to know what happened" Kat looked up from her seat and half heartedly smiled.
"I understand. We were just taking a shortcut through the neighbourhood. And, um, the windows were rolled down, we heard some screaming. We drove past the house, and we stopped. Ran in" Her words were toneless she didn't care about anything but Dean right now.
"And you found the kids in the basement?"
"Yes"
"Well, thank God you did" The police officer nodded, Kat faked a smile and he walked away. Kat noticed the doctor who was in charge of Dean's case.
"Excuse me doctor" Her voice was weak, she knew she had to ask but she wasn't sure if she was ready for the answer "Hey, Doc. Is he ..." She couldn't bring herself to finish the question.
"He's resting" Kat's face dropped. She figured that resting was doctor code for dying.
"And? ..." She wasn't ready for the answer.
"Mrs. Burkovitz the electrocution triggered a heart attack. Pretty massive, I'm afraid. His heart—it's damaged" He attempted to break it to her as gently as he could.
"How, how dam - damaged?" The tears were returning.
"We've done all we can" Kat's heart broke. "We can try and keep him comfortable at this point. But, I'd give him a couple weeks, at most, maybe a month" Kat sat down on the nearby white metal bench. She placed her head in her hands.
"No, no. There's—there's gotta be something you can do, some kind of treatment" The anger in her voice became more apparent towards the end of the sentence and then it ended in a huge sob.
"We can't work miracles. I really am sorry" Sam burst through the door.
"Kat! Kat! What's going on?" He knelt down in front of her and cupped her face in his hand.
"Sammy ... he's ..." She threw her arms around him. It was then that she had to tell Sam that his brother was going to die. After all the heart ache this boy had suffered she was going to inflict the ultimate tragedy onto him. "He's dying"
They both stood outside of Dean's hospital room. Kat attempted to hold back her tears. Sam opened the door; Dean was sat up in bed watching TV. He looked sick, he was pale and huge dark circles framed his beautiful eyes.
"Have you ever actually watched daytime TV? It's terrible" He sounded weak. The sigh of Kat in pieces made his heart ache. He could tell that she had been crying.
"I, I talked to your doctor" She shut her eyes and wiped away the stray tears.
"That fabric softener teddy bear. Oh, I'm gonna hunt that little bitch down" Kat frowned; making a joke of the situation typical Dean. Truth was he didn't want to upset her further by discussing the matter.
"Dean!" Sam got he's attention.
"Yeah" He turned the TV off. "Alright, well, looks like you're gonna leave town without me" He shrugged it off as if it were nothing. That was the final straw.
"What are you talking about? We are not going to leave you here" Sam spoke with conviction.
"Hey babe, you better take care of that car. Or, I swear, I'll haunt your fine ass" He winked at her "I don't think that's funny!" Kat's reaction shocked them both. She didn't raise her voice that often.
"Oh, come on, it's a little funny" Kat gave him a steely glare. "Look, Kitkat, what can I say, it's a dangerous gig. I drew the short straw. That's it, end of story you know how it is" Kat sighed and stormed over to the window and sat on the ledge.
"Don't talk like that, alright? We still have options" Sam moved over to Dean's bed.
"What options? Yeah, burial or cremation, And I know it's not easy. But I'm gonna die. And you can't stop it" Kat had had enough and if she felt like this then god knows how Sam felt.
"Watch me!" She got up and walked out of the room, pulling her phone out the pocket of her black jeans.
Kat spent hours on the phone to every hunter she knew; and she knew many. After all the small talk was out of the way she got down to the matter at hand but had little success until she came across the number of Joshua; a middle aged man who had hunted vampires with her and her uncle Danny many years ago. He had suggested that she try a specialist in Nebraska. She returned to Dean's room with the good news but his bed was empty. She inquired with the nurse and discovered that he had checked himself out twenty minutes ago. She made her way back to the motel and as she expected; he was there. The sound of an argument came from behind the door of their motel room. This was one family squabble she was willing to get involved in. She threw open the door.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" The boys went silent; Sam had never seen Kat this angry before. Her lips were pouting and her eyes were cold.
"I checked myself out" He smiled, that gorgeous smile that at any other time would have made her melt and forget why she was mad at him. But not today.
"Well I'm glad you cleared that up because I never would have guessed, you being here and all"
"Did I ever tell you how sexy you look when you're being sarcastic?" He smirked and winked at her.
"She's right you know? this whole I-laugh-in-the-face-of-death thing? It's crap. I can see right through it" Sam slammed down on the bed.
"Yeah, whatever, dude. Have you even slept? You look worse than me" Dean attempted to move towards the chair but stumbled. Kat steadied him and assisted him over to his destination.
"I've been scouring the Internet for the last three days. Calling every contact in Dad's journal" Great minds think alike but unlike Kat, Sam's attempts failed.
"For what?" Dean attempted to pull Kat onto his lap but she pulled away. He looked so fragile.
"For a way to help you but so far I haven't found anything"
"Never leave a man to do a woman's job" She held out a piece of paper adorned with her beautiful loopy writing.
"One of my old hunting buddies, Joshua told me about a guy in Nebraska. A specialist" Kat winked at Sam, his smile melted Kat's heart; he looked as though a great weight had been lifted off of his shoulders.
"You're not gonna let me die in peace, are you?" Dean looked from Kat to Sam.
"Sweetie I'm not gonna let you die, period"
"We're going" Sam stood up and began to pick up his clothes and stuff them in his duffle bag.
They arrived at their destination in Nebraska after a long and silent journey. Kat parked the car and Sam attempted to help Dean get out. A large white tent surrounded by people all of whom looked weak and ill.
"The Church of Roy LeGrange. Faith healer. Witness the miracle" Kat sighed. Dean grunted in pain.
"I got ya" Sam continued to assist him.
"I got it Sam" Sam let him go and he steadied himself on the Impala. "Babe I thought you said we were going to see a doctor"
"I believe I said a specialist. Look, Dean, this guy's supposed to be the real deal and besides Josh never said he was a faith healer" Faith was not something she could understand for many different reasons.
"I can't believe you brought me here to see some guy who heals people out of a tent" An elderly woman passed by and overheard them in the middle of their domestic.
"Reverend LeGrange is a great man"
"Yeah, that's nice" Kat gave Dean one of her "Be polite" faces and he smiled at the woman. They continued walking and came across an angry man who was talking to a sheriff.
"I have a right to protest. This man is a fraud. And he's bilking all these people out of their hard-earned money"
"Sir, this is a place of worship. Let's go. Move it" They walked away from the tent.
"I take it he's not part of the flock" Kat turned to face Dean "I understand why you're so sceptical sweetie, I'm not big on the whole faith deal either but you know as well as I do that when people see something they can't explain, there's controversy" Dean looked from Kat to Sam.
"I mean, come on, Sam, a faith healer?"
"Maybe it's time to have a little faith, Dean" Sam smiled at Kat.
"You know what I've got faith in? Reality. Knowing what's really going on"
"How can you be a sceptic? With the things we see every day?" Kat raised her eyebrow at Dean.
"Exactly. We see them, we know they're real"
"But if you know evil's out there, how can you not believe good's out there, too?" Sam questioned them both.
"Because we've seen what evil does to good people" Dean looked at Kat, she nodded.
"Maybe God works in mysterious ways" A young blond woman smiled warmly at them.
"Maybe he does" Sam seemed to be the only one of them who actually believed that good things happened to good people.
"I'm Dean. This is Kat and Sam" She shook their hands in turn.
"Layla. So, if you're not a believer, then why are you here?"
"Well, apparently my brother here believes enough for the both of us" An older woman walked over to them.
"Come on, Layla. It's about to start" She ushered her into the tent.
"Guys why don't you just give it a chance?" Sam pleaded with them both. Kat followed Layla into the tent; Sam took that as a yes. If it were any other incident she would have walked away but Dean's impending death was enough to make her want to at least try.
Inside the tent a large group of people sat waiting patiently for the service to begin. Kat gestured to a security camera on the wall.
"Yeah, peace, love, and trust all over" Dean went to sit down on the free chairs at the back of the tent. Kat joined him.
"Come on" Sam gestured to the both of them to join him.
"What are you doing? Let's sit here" Dean pointed to the seats he and Kat occupied.
"We're sitting up front" Sam's voice was filled with authority.
"What? Why?" Dean questioned but Kat rose from her seat and moved to the front.
"Come on" She tugged on his hand.
"Oh, come on babe" She helped him to the front of the room.
"You alright?" Sam took Dean from Kat and began to search for empty seats.
"This is ridiculous. I'm good, dude, get off me" He pushed Sam away. Kat pointed to four empty seats behind Layla and her mother.
"Perfect" Sam smiled at them.
"Yeah, perfect" Dean sighed.
"Dean sweetie you take the aisle" They sat down. The reverend was escorted onto the stage as he was blind; and began the service.
"Each morning, my wife, Sue Ann, reads me the news. Never seems good, does it?" The crowd around them shouted in agreement with him. "Seems like there's always someone committing some immoral, unspeakable act" Kat noticed a table filled with crosses and other religious items. She sees an old cross that has another smaller cross on top with a circle around it. "But, I say to you, God is watching. God rewards the good, and He punishes the corrupt."The crowd responded with lots of nodding, cheering, and murmuring. "Who does the healing here, friends? The Lord who guides me in choosing who to heal by helping me see into people's hearts" The crowd murmured.
"Yeah, or into their wallets" He whispered to Kat, she smirked.
"You think so, young man?" The church went silent.
"Sorry" He was embarrassed and Kat had to stop herself from laughing.
"No, no. Don't be. Just watch what you say around a blind man, we've got real sharp ears" The crowd laughed. "What's your name, son?" Dean hesitated, Kat elbowed him.
"Dean"
"Dean. I want—I want you to come up here with me" The reverends wife Sue Ann got up on the stage to welcome him. The crowd clapped and cheered.
"No, that's ok" He shook his head.
"What are you doing?" Kat whispered to him.
"You've come here to be healed, haven't you?" The reverend questioned him.
"Well, yeah, but ..." The crowd cheered again. "No, maybe you should just pick someone else" The crowd clapped loudly.
"Oh, no, I didn't pick you, Dean, the Lord did" Kat rolled her eyes. God was another thing she had a problem with. The crowd clapped and cheered and shouted messages of support and encouragement to Dean.
" Dean get up there! Now!" Kat shouted at him. He reluctantly got up onto the stage, he looked very uncomfortable.
"You ready?" The reverend smiled at him.
"Look, no disrespect, but I'm not exactly a believer"
"You will be, son. You will be. Pray with me, friends" The crowd lifted their arms up and joined hands with each other. Roy lifted up his hands and placed one on Dean's shoulder. Dean looked as nervous as Kat felt. Roy moved his hand to Dean's forehead and his eyes glazed over. "Alright, now. Alright, now" Dean started to look very weak and dizzy. His eyes closed and he fell to his knees. "Alright, now" Dean collapsed on the floor. The crowd cheered.
"Dean!" Sam rushed onto the stage and shook Dean; he suddenly woke, gasping for breath. "Say something" Dean looked around. He noticed Kat froze in the aisle, her beautiful eyes were wide and she looked terrified. And then he saw it too an old man, pale white; dead. He had a black suit and white hair. He was standing on the stage next to Roy. He looked at Dean and then vanished. Kat shook her head and he was gone.
They sat in the local hospital waiting for the results of Dean's tests. Kat was staring into space; she was thinking about what she had seen or what she thought she had seen. A nurse came into the room; she was looking over some paperwork. Kat snapped out of it. Dean could tell that she was pondering something important as she was twisting one of her many rings around her finger.
"Well, according to all your tests, there's nothing wrong with your heart. No sign there ever was" Dean looked curious while Sam and Kat looked ecstatic. "Not that a man your age should be having heart trouble, but, still it's strange it does happen"
"What do you mean, strange?" Dean took the words right out of Kats mouth.
"Well, just yesterday, a young guy like you, twenty-seven, athletic. Out of nowhere, heart attack" Dean and Kat exchanged concerned looks.
"Thanks" Dean smiled at her.
"Oh, no problem" She left the room.
"That's odd"
"For once I agree with you sweetie"
"Maybe it's a coincidence. People's hearts give out all the time, man" Sam stood up and put his jacket on.
"No, they don't Sammy" Kat was going to tell them about what she saw but Sam interrupted her.
"Look, guys, do we really have to look this one in the mouth? Why can't we just be thankful that the guy saved your life and move on?"
"Because I can't shake this feeling, that's why" Dean frowned and Kat moved closer to him.
"What feeling?" She took his hand in hers.
"When I was healed, I just—I felt wrong. I felt cold. And for a second, I saw someone. This, uh, this old man. And I'm telling you, Sam, it was a spirit" Kat felt relieved that she wasn't the only one who had seen this man.
"But if there was something there, Dean, I think I would've seen it, too. I mean, I've been seeing an awful lot of things lately"
"Well, excuse me, psychic wonder. But you're just gonna need a little faith on this one. Sam, I've been hunting long enough to trust a feeling like this"
"I'm in babe" She stood up. After all she had seen it too so she had every reason to go along with Dean's intuition.
"Yeah, alright. So, what do you wanna do?" He sounded reluctant.
"I want you to go check out the heart attack guy. We'll gonna visit the reverend"
After Dean and Kat had gone to see the reverend and Dean had been shouted at by Layla's mother for being healed when her daughter hadn't they returned to the motel to regroup with Sam. Something played on Kat's mind; the reverend had told Dean that he had looked into his heart and seen a young man with an important purpose. A job to do. And it isn't finished. What did that mean? Whatever it was it had to be bigger than finding John and avenging his mother.
"What'd you find out?" Dean sat down on the bed and Kat sat crossed legged on the floor in front of the two of them. She tied her curly brown hair into a messy ponytail and removed her black hoodie complete with the Aerosmith logo on the back. Dean watched as the action of removing her hoodie caused her black string top to rise up and reveal her flat stomach, his eyes roamed her perfect body. He lingered on her breasts.
"I'm sorry" Sam's words distracted Dean. Kat smirked she would often catch him staring at her out the corner of her eye. She didn't mind though it's not like she didn't do it to him.
"Sorry about what?" Dean sounded surprised to hear his brother apologise.
"Marshall Hall died at 4:17" Sam sighed.
"The exact time you were healed sweetie" Kat clutched at her pentacle. She never took it off due to the sentimental value and the cross that hung below it was a gift from Danny on their first vampire hunt together. It had belonged to her auntie; it was solid silver with a black onyx stone in the centre.
"Yeah. So, I put together a list of everyone Roy's healed, six people over the past year, and I cross-checked them with the local obits" He handed Dean and Kat a pile of research." Every time someone was healed, someone else died. And each time, the victim died of the same symptom LeGrange was healing at the time" They divided the papers between them, taking a handful each.
"Someone's healed of cancer, someone else dies of cancer?" Dean questioned him as he and Kat exchanged their papers and continued to scan them.
"Somehow" They both looked at Sam as they pondered the situation.
"So what, LeGrange is trading one life for another?" Kat placed her research onto the bed next to Sam and stood up. She knew exactly what was behind this.
"Wait, wait, wait. So, Marshall Hall died to save me?" Dean's face filled with regret and guilt.
"Dean sweetie, the guy probably would've died anyway. And someone else would've been healed" Dean stood up.
"You never should've brought me here" Dean aimed it at Sam but Kat knew that this one was on her.
"Sam didn't bring you here I did and I was just trying to save your life" Her usual posh English accent complete with a complex vocabulary became flat but she remained calm. Dean didn't like arguing with her, she wouldn't get angry and shout in his face. She just kept her quiet but lose her melodically tone.
"But, Kat, some guy is dead now because of me" She knew it was serious when he called her Kat.
"I didn't know this was going to happen Dean" They stared at one another, the emotions running high and then the awkward silence kicked in. They refused to break eye contact.
"The thing I don't understand is how is Roy doing it? How's he trading a life for a life?" Sam broke the silence and they both turned their gaze to Sam.
"Oh, he's not doing it" Dean sat back down on the other bed.
"Something else is doing it for him" Kat turned to the window and observed the night.
"What do you mean?" Sam ignored Dean and turned to Kat.
"The old man I saw on stage, I didn't wanna believe it, but deep down I knew it" Dean's words caught Kat off guard.
"You knew what? What are you talking about?" Sam stood up and walked over to him. Kat turned to face him.
"There's only one thing that can give and take life like that" Sam looked at her with confusion on his face. "We're dealing with a reaper"
"Kat, you really think it's the Grim Reaper? Like, angel of death, collect your soul, the whole deal?"
"No, Sammy not the Reaper, a reaper. There's reaper lore in pretty much every culture on Earth. Go by a hundred different names. It's highly possible that there's more than one of them, in fact I would put money on the fact that there is only one Grim Reaper"
"But Dean you said you saw a dude in a suit" Sam sounded sceptical and the tone is his voice clearly suggested that he was humouring her.
"Well, what were you expecting Sammy, do you think he should've been workin' the whole black robe thing?" Kat smiled at him. He loved her sarcasm, he hated Dean's but when Kat did it, it was cute. "You said it yourself that the clock stopped, right?" She walked over to her laptop; it didn't get much use since Sam did most of the paperwork but Reapers were creatures that had always fascinated Kat. After a few minutes she turned the screen towards Sam with a reaper on it. "Reapers stop time sweetie" Dean decided to finally contribute to the discussion.
"And you can only see 'em when they're coming at you, which is why I could see it and you guys couldn't" Deans words confused Kat, why could she see them?. After pondering it for a few seconds Sam responded.
"Maybe"
"There's nothing else it could be, Sam. The question is how's Roy controllin' the damn thing?" Dean was getting angry.
"That cross" Kat was talking more to herself than the boys.
"What?" They both questioned.
"There was this cross. I noticed it in the church tent, I knew I had seen it before" She shuffles through a stack of tarot cards that one of her uncle's hunting buddies had given to her on their first hunt together for luck. She picked one and turned it towards the boys it depicted a skeleton with a crown on its head. The cross is in the corner of the picture. "Here"
"A tarot?" Dean's tone was sceptic and the tension between them still hung in the air.
"Tarot dates back to the early Christian era, when some priests were still using magic and a few of them veered into the dark stuff. Necromancy, and how to push death away, how to cause it" Her tone twisted and she clearly enjoyed being right especially when it meant Dean was wrong.
"So, Roy is using black magic to bind the reaper?" Sam had never seen Dean treat her like this before, he wasn't being horrible or nasty but he still never spoke to Kat like that. Sam knew that Kat had a lot more experience with many different types of monsters and had, had many mentors along the way.
"If he is, he's riding the whirlwind. It's like putting a dog leash on a Great White" Kat slammed down onto the bed and crossed her legs.
"Ok, then we stop Roy" Dean stated the obvious.
" How?" Sam closed his own laptop.
"You know how" Kat laughed at Dean's remark.
"We can't kill Roy Dean" Kat stated in an authoritative tone.
"The guy's playing God, he's deciding who lives and who dies, that's a monster in my book Kat"
"No, we're not gonna kill a human being, Dean. We do that, we're no better than he is" Kat finally began to raise her voice.
"Okay, so we can't kill Roy, we can't kill death. Any other bright ideas?" As soon as the words left his mouth he knew it was a mistake. He had no intension for it to sound as harsh as it did. Her face dropped.
"If Roy is using some kind of black spell on the reaper, we've gotta figure out what it is. And how to break it, I say we I mean you" She got up and walked over to the door.
"Babe wait I-"She slammed the door and began to walk to the bar they had passed on the way in.
She walked in, it was empty. A young man behind the bar smiled brightly at her.
"What can I get ya?" He was very handsome but not a patch on Dean.
"Pepsi Max please" He seemed a little shocked at her choice of drink but smiled and handed her a bottle.
"Thanks" She walked to the furthest corner of the bar away from innocent ears. She dialled her uncle's number.
"Hey baby, how are you?" He sounded happy to hear from her after so many weeks but decided not to lecture her.
"Hi Danny, I'm fine ... well no actually I'm not" She took a huge gulp of her drink.
"Is it Dean, cause you know I'm not the best person to ask about that sort of stuff-"
"I've seen another one" She blurted it out.
"A reaper?" He didn't sound shocked as this had been occurring since she was a little girl.
"Yeah" It scared her. Seeing death was something that she had never got used too.
"Where? Who?" He sounded more concerned about the deceased than her.
"It's a long story but I saw him, it's tied in with the case were working on"
"I told you before, don't worry about it" The phrasing of his sentence made it clear that he was done talking about this subject.
"Don't worry?! I can see reapers. You're not supposed to see them unless you're about to die" She knew she wasn't on the verge of death apart from her anaemia she was perfectly healthy.
"You listen here, the amount of death and tragedies you've witnessed over the years it's no wonder you can see death!" He had never sounded so angry.
"Why do I get the feeling you're keeping something from me?" Whenever this subject came up he would always sweep it under the carpet.
"I gotta go, I'll call you tomorrow. Love you" She frowned, but it was exactly what she had expected. Pure avoidance.
"I love you too" She hung up and continued to sip her drink.
She decided that after and hour she had better go and find the brothers before they did anything stupid. She headed for the church as she reached the parking lot she saw him. The reaper. He was following the protester that they had encountered on their first trip to the church.
"Help! Help! Help me, please!" He ran towards Kat. The reaper stared at her and then carried on like she wasn't a threat at all. He placed his hands on the protesters face, he feel to the ground, and began to lose its colour quickly. Kat began to run towards the reaper. He suddenly he removed his hand from his face and began to walk away from him. Kat blinked and he had vanished. She rushed over to the protester.
"I got ya sweetie. I got ya" He gasped for breath as she helped him to his feet.
"Thank God"
"Listen I gotta go are you going to be ok?"
"Yeah, yeah thanks" She ran into the church as Sue Ann the reverends wife and the sheriff stood around Dean.
"I just don't understand. After everything we've done for you, after Roy healed you. We're very, very disappointed, Dean. You can let him go, I'm not gonna press charges. The Lord will deal with him as he sees fit" She walked away.
"We catch you around here again, son, we'll put the fear of God in you, understand?" The sheriff let go of Dean.
"Yes, sir. Fear of God. Got it" The sheriff followed Sue Ann out of the tent. Dean turned around and saw Kat.
"Hey" She smiled sweetly.
"Hey ... look about before-"
"Forget it, I'm sorry" She opened her arms.
"I'm sorry too" He hugged her, picked her up and kissed her forehead.
"I'm just glad you're alive" he put her back on the ground and she wrapped her arms around his waist.
"But?" He rested his head on top of hers.
"But if it is Sue then she must be using a binding spell to trap the reaper" She nuzzled her head into his chest.
"Must be a hell of a spell" He rubbed her back.
"Yeah. You've got to build a black altar, with seriously dark stuff. Bones, human blood. To cross the line like that, that preacher's wife. Black magic, murder. Evil" He kissed the top of her head.
"Desperate. Her husband was dying; she'd have done anything to save him. She was using the binding spell to keep the reaper away from Roy" He sighed.
"Cheating death. Literally. " Sam appeared from the back of the tent. They separated from one another.
"Well I get, she's doing what she has too to keep the man she loves alive ... but Roy's alive and she still using the spell so she must be forcing the reaper to kill people she thinks are immoral" Dean smiled a little at the first half of her sentence. Was she talking about him?
"May God save us from half the people who think they're doing God's work" Dean raised his eyebrow in shock.
"We've gotta break that binding spell, guys" Sam moved over to sit on the empty seats.
"You know, Sue Ann had a Coptic cross and when she dropped it, the reaper backed off" Dean looked over to Kat.
"So, you think we've gotta find the cross or destroy the altar?" Sam questioned them both.
"Since when have we ever done a half hearted job?" Kat smirked. "Let's do both" She winked at Dean.
Kat, Sam and Dean stood at the back of the reverends house; the sheriff blocked their path into Sue.
"You go get Sue, I'll handle the sheriff and Dean you keep an eye on the reverend" Kat disappeared round the front of the house. She removed her jacket and adjusted her rolling stones camisole to show a little more flesh.
"Excuse me officer?" He turned and was clearly caught off guard by her beauty. She was classically beautiful; pale skin, red lips, dark hair. Elegantly beautiful.
"C-can I help you miss?" He adjusted his tie.
"Oh yes please" She wrapped a piece of hair around her finger and bit her bottom lip. He moved closer to her and then she punched him in the face. She quickly put her jacket back on and called for Sam.
"Sammy its all clear, I'm gonna go help Dean" She ran towards the parking. Terror filled her as the reaper had his hands on the side of Dean's face as he did with the protester and the colour began to drain from his handsome face.
"Dean!" The reaper turned his head towards her but again his reaction was nothing, he looked at her like she wasn't even there. She ran closer but the reaper ignored her totally. She knelt next to Dean and yet he still did nothing to stop her. He suddenly removed his hand from Dean and turned to face the tent. Sue Ann stood near the back; the reaper appeared in front of her and placed his hand on her face. She fell to the ground, becoming increasingly pale and twitching and then she stopped moving all together. The reaper turned to Kat; he nodded his head and then disappeared. She instantly knelt back down next to Dean. "Baby are you ok?" She stroked the side of his face.
"A little bit weak" She rested his head on her lap. She leant down and kissed his forehead.
"Come on we gotta get out of here" She helped him to his feet and they ran to meet Sam next to the car.
They sat in the car in the motel parking lot, Dean was quiet and that worried Kat. Sam had gone to pay the bill.
"What is it sweetie?" She wrapped her arms around his neck from her seat in the back of the car.
"Nothing" He tilted his head to the side and she kissed his cheek.
"Come on baby this is me your talking too" she smiled at him in the rear view mirror.
"We did the right thing here, didn't we?" He took her hands in his.
"Of course we did" She rested her cheek against his.
"Didn't feel like it" He kissed her fingertips.
"You're alive, that's enough for me" He smiled at her, his warm, caring, amazing smile.