Welcome back for chapter thirty-one. We're still in Cara's point of view. Hope ya'll enjoy it.
PS: I own nothing but my idea and OCs. Also, the idea of a 'demon cursed with a soul' was kind of spin-off of the 'vampire cursed with a soul' thing. That is the only idea that isn't mine and is rightfully Joss Whedon's.
PPS: This will contain spoilers for S1 E12: Faith. You have been warned so if you haven't seen it, get to it.

Rocky Road

After I reassured Dean, we headed back to the motel to meet up with Sam. Sam was sitting on the bed so I joined him while Dean remained standing. "Everything okay, you two?" I nodded and so did Dean. "So Roy really believes he's healing people."

"There is no reason for him to think otherwise, Sam."

"I don't think he has any idea what his wife is doing." Sam dug around in his pockets and pulled something out.

"Well, I found this, hidden in their library." Sam held up a small, very old looking book. "It's ancient, written by a priest that went dark side. There's a binding spell in here, for trapping a reaper." I took the book from Sam and scanned over it. Sure, I couldn't voice my opinions to the boys but that spell was powerful beyond their comprehension. My parents have warned me about this kind of magic and if they don't meddle with it, it's really bad.

"Must be a hell of a spell. "

"Yeah. You've got to build the black altar with seriously dark stuff. Like bones, human blood. To cross a line like that. A preacher's wife, black magic, murder. Evil."

"Desperate. Her husband was dying. She'd done anything to save him. She was using the binding spell to keep the reaper away from Roy." Dean looked at me and I could see hurt lingering in his eyes so I grabbed his hand, not caring that Sam was witnessing it happen.

"Cheating death. Literally."

"Yeah but Roy's alive so why is she still using the spell?"

"Rep. To force the reaper to kill people she thinks are immoral."

"Then God save us from people who think they're doing God's work."

"We gotta break that binding spell, guys." I threw my hands up.

"No way. She knows my face and sent that damn reaper after me. Sorry guys, you're on your own."

"Come on, Cara. You seem to know the most about this stuff."

"So? You guys are doing fine on your own. I mean, you found the book while I was getting knocked out and dragged in the mud. Speaking of which, I should probably shower." I went to get up but Dean sat me back down on the bed.

"Please, Cara." Leave it to Dean to make me crack with two words.

"Alright. I'll help." I picked up the book and flipped the page, stopping when I saw a cross. "Sue Anne has a Coptic cross like this."

"Yeah, when she dropped it, the reaper backed off."

"So you think we gotta find the cross or destroy the altar?"

"Maybe both. Whatever we do, we'd better do it soon. Roy is healing Layla tonight." Dean grabbed my hand and we all headed out to our cars. We drove back to the reverend's house and saw the sheriff's car, along with Layla's car. We all got out and stood close to Dean's Impala

"She's already here."

"Yeah."

"Dean."

"You know if Roy would've picked Layla instead of me, she'd be healed right now."

"Dean, don't."

"And if she's not healed tonight, she's gonna die in a couple months."

"What's happening to her is horrible but what are you gonna do? Let somebody else die to save her? You said it yourself, Dean, you can't play God." Dean swallowed hard and started to walk towards the tent, making Sam and I run to catch up with him. We got to the back of the tent and could hear Reverend Roy asking people to gather round closely. We looked in but there was no sign of Sue Anne.

"Where's Sue Anne?" Sam looked back at the house.

"House." We walked back to the house and Dean peeked around the corner, seeing something.

"Go find Sue Anne. I'll catch up." I went to say something but Dean shook his head. "Hey. Gonna put that fear of God in me?" Who the hell was he talking to? I went to peek around the bush but Sam grabbed me and pulled me out of sight. We watched as Dean ran past us, followed by the two cops that he ran into earlier today. That explains a lot.

"Come on." Sam and I ran to the house but we couldn't see any signs of Sue Anne. I got off the porch and saw the cellar door with light peeking through the cracks.

"Sam." He looked down at me. I tilted my head towards the cellar and he nodded, jumping off the porch to follow me. He walked over to the cellar, took a deep breath and opened the doors. He went down first and I followed him, making sure nothing would sneak up on us. We turned the corner and I spotted the altar, tapping on Sam's arm to get his attention. We walked over to it and studied it, while I noticed a picture of Dean with his face crossed out with a blood 'X'. I walked away from the altar and back towards the stairs, stopping when I saw Sue Anne standing in front of me.

"I gave your brother life and I can take it away." I shoved Sue Anne towards Sam and took off out of the cellar, towards Dean. I didn't get very far before I felt something hit the back of my head. I stopped and watched as Sue Anne locked Sam in the cellar. "Sam, can't you see? The Lord chose me to reward the just and punish the wicked. And your brother is wicked." She turned here attention away from the cellar and looked at me as I walked up to her, intent on taking her cross and breaking it. She picked up something and cracked me over the head, sending me to the ground in a heap. "Your brother deserves to die just as Layla deserves to live. It's God's will. Goodbye Sam." I struggled to get up and when I did, Sue Anne was gone. I opened the cellar for Sam, didn't tell him I did but I knew that Dean was in trouble and I had to keep Sue Anne away from him. I took off after Sue Anne but she disappeared so I went after Dean.

"Dean!" I caught up to him and he looked panicked. "What's wrong?"

"A lot." I watched the lights go out one by one and my migraine came back.

"Come on." I grabbed Dean's hand and took off, in hopes to get away from the reaper.

"Is he here?"

"Yeah." Dean planted his feet and I had to stop. "Come on, we can't-" I turned around, face to face with the reaper and he grabbed my shirt, throwing me into a car and knocking me out cold.

-FIN-

That's it for this chapter, folks. Reviews are appreciated. : )
PS: For the record, this is the longest running story I've ever written. : )