The Magnificent Seven, The Kids are alright, Bad day at Black Rock

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I'm so very sorry for the late update! I know I promised it weeks ago, but not only that I suddenly had an assload of work, within two weeks I got two times sick, currently I'm still sick, but I could finally get enough energy to post this up here =D Thanks for still following and reading me 3 I hope this can become again a weekly posting thingy, if that nasty cold decides to go away. Alright, Season three everyone =D

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Emma slowly opened her eyes. She needed some seconds to realize that she was lying in her bed. She sat up and felt a pain in her head right away. She touched it and recognized a bandage around her head. Her mouth was dry so she decided to get up and to go into the kitchen. Bobby was apparently outside, so she just took a glass, filled it with water and drank it.

"Emma?" The girl turned around and looked into Bobby's eyes, they reflected worries. "Why are you up?"

"I was thirsty, sorry. What… happened? Why am I injured?" Emma asked.

Bobby frowned. "You can't remember…?"

Emma tried to think, but her head hurt while she did so. "I'm not quite sure… We worked a lot on cars… Is this injury from a car?"

"We constantly work on cars, get a bit more specific." Bobby said.

"I don't know, I was just back from the hunt of the gargoyles… I think…" Bobby came closer and looked into her eyes, checking if they would react, which they did.

He seemed to look for words for a second. "You lost your memories of about two, three weeks…"

"Two or three weeks? What happened?"

"The gate of hell was open. We need to track a lot sons of bitches down, a bunch of them escaped before we could close the door again." Bobby explained fast. "How do you feel?"

"Hell?"

"Answer me."

"I- I don't know. I'm fine. Got some headaches, but that's about it. Why am I injured?"

"I think you got thrown against a tree. Was kinda busy closing the damn gate to really tell." Bobby answered. "So, only headaches, yeah?" Emma nodded. "Better go back to bed though. I don't want to risk anything."

"Rubbish! I'm fine." Emma assured.

"You lost your memory. That's not rubbish, Ems."

"Bobby, come on. Let me help you. What do you got?"

"A stinking girl in my kitchen. Go take a shower." Bobby commanded. Emma sighed and did how she got told.

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Emma stood in the bathroom and was looking at her reflection. She slowly unfastened the bandage and tried to find where she was hurt. She felt a scab on her back of her head, but it seemed all good. She slowly stepped into the shower and turned the water on. The warm water falling on her skin felt really good. 'Hell? Why did I have to loose my memory about the best parts of my life.' Emma thought bitter. She frowned. What if the Winchesters were there too? Most likely they were. Did they find yellow-eye? Did she help them? Was it his fault all this happened? Her head started to hurt slightly and she felt that it started to pulse.

[-]

"How are Sam and Dean doing?" Emma asked.

"Just fine. I have to leave in a bit, I will call them and probably meet them in Nebraska, near Lincoln."

"Did you get a track on something?" Bobby nodded. "When are we going?"

"We won't go anywhere. I will go on my own and you will stay here for recovery."

"I'm fine, would you stop?" Emma grunted.

"No you are not."

"Stop treating me like a child. I'm okay and I want to help!"

"No, period. No more discussions."

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Bobby just hung up on Sam. "Is everything okay with him?" Emma asked. Bobby had no idea how it happened that she suddenly was with him in the car, but sometimes she just knew how to put words.

"Considering the circumstances he is doing fine."

"Circumstances?"

Bobby paused for a second. "Well, Dean…" Suddenly Emma's head started to pulse again.

"What did you do?" But Dean didn't answer and got out of the car, Emma did the same and grabbed his hand to hold him back. "Dean!"

"What did happen?" "I don't know, Dean doesn't want to tell me… Did he… make a deal?" "Most likely. I'll kick his ass." Bobby wanted to go back, but Emma's saying held him back. "So… Sam is back… for real?" "Yeah." Bobby said and went back now.

"He made a deal…"

Bobby glanced at Emma shortly. "You remember?"

"Yeah, just now… How long did he get?"

Bobby didn't answer her right away. "One year."

Emma stared out of the car, watching the landscape passing by. "One year…" And she felt how she got really pissed at Dean. Even though her memory wasn't fully working, her feelings still were there. And now even got stronger that she knew this fact about Dean's deal. "Wait… Why… Why did he make the deal?" Bobby didn't answer. "What did happen with Sam that he had to make a deal?" But still only silence. "D- did he… Did he die?" Emma asked with a weak voice.

"You should try to catch some sleep, we will drive for a while." Bobby said.

"He did…"

"He is back now. Get back there."

"Mhm." Emma answered, crawled on the backseat and closed her eyes. For a few seconds Emma felt happy, that she lost her memories. Until she felt sadness, that grew inside her and tried to overwhelm her. Her memories might were gone, but her feelings…

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Sam looked at Bobby's car. "You took Emma with you? Is her injury okay?"

"I don't know, she kinda made me take her with me. She lost parts of her memory, she has no clue about the big showdown anymore. But she starts to remember every now and then. So I guess that is a good sign."

"What did the doctors say?" Sam asked. When Bobby didn't answer Sam looked at him reproachfully.

"You should've known better." Sam said.

"She'll be fine."

"You have to take her to one."

"Can we probably first go inside of this house, chatterboxes?" Dean rolled his eyes.

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"Dean?" "Okay, we are going to prison for a bit. Don't worry if we don't answer your calls. The cops might track you down, I don't know. But try to stay out of this as good as you can." "Gotcha." Then there was a short break. "After that we are going to the fairground, okay? Or whatever big brothers do with their little sis."

"Emma?" The girl moved slightly when Bobby tried to wake her. "Hey, Emma."

She slowly started to wake up. "Wh- what's going on?"

"We are at Tamara's and Isaac's place." Bobby said.

Emma sat up confused. "We are… What? Who?" After some seconds Emma realized what happened. "You didn't wake me!" She said upset and got out of the car.

"I told you that you still need recovery. Come on now." Bobby said and the two entered the house. In the hallway was Dean, talking on the phone. He smiled at her while he still talked to the apparently woman because Dean was flirting like stupid. She only nodded at him and then ignored him, entering the bigger room, where Sam, Isaac and Tamara were.

"Emma." Sam put his arm around her and squeezed her softly. "How are you?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Sam went over her head and felt the scab. Emma moved forward so she could escape Sam's hand and glared at him. He looked worried back.

"Emma? You are so big now, a real woman." Tamara said and hugged her.

"Uhm…?"

"She probably can't remember you guys. She was really busy not falling asleep." Bobby smiled slightly.

Isaac laughed. "Leave her alone, it was really late. How old were you back then? 13? 14?"

Emma was now seriously confused. "What?"

"It was way back when we were hunting this demon family."

Emma frowned. "Oh..." 'I don't remember anything! What is wrong with me?' Suddenly Dean entered the room.

"Yeah, I would love to have an appletini with you. Yeah, call you." He hung up. "Corner's tech. Get this: the whole family died because of dehydration and starvation. There's no signs of restraint, no violence, no struggle. They just sat down and never got up."

"With a fully stocked fridge just yards away…" Bobby said and sounded musing. While they talked Dean came to Emma and nudged her arm. Emma just stepped aside. Dean got confused and wanted to say something but when Isaac went insulting on them he got pissed and responded to him. Emma was glad about that. She really didn't want to start a debate with Dean just right now. She went to a couch and sat down.

"You brought war down on us! To all of us."

"Okay, that's enough." Tamara said and pulled Isaac out of the room. They looked at each other. What Isaac said there was what they thought anyway, but they never out spoke it. Not knowing where to look at Emma stared at her hands and her sight glanced the bracelet. Suddenly her head started to pulse and she got a bad headache. She was holding her head and grimaced.

Sam went to her and also Bobby stood up. "Are you alright?" Sam asked. Emma didn't say a word. "Emma?" It felt like something inside her head tried to battle something. The more Emma tried to win the battle the more her head hurt.

"Emma! Are you with us?" Bobby went to her, kneeling in front of her. Emma nodded.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked.

"Nothing, sorry." Emma said quickly. "I just need some fresh air." Emma stood up and went outside, Sam followed her.

"We have to get you to a hospital." Sam said.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just headaches."

"Yeah, after you got a hit on your head. This is serious, maybe you have a severe injury. Inner bleeding."

"Sam, I'm fine." They stepped outside.

"I just want to be sure you are all right."

"I know, I know." Emma paused, looking at the forest. "I will be fine tomorrow, promise."

"Tomorrow?"

"When we'll investigate."

"I don't see that happening." Bobby said, who stepped outside too now.

"Bobby!"

"One day without those headaches and you can be back on the team."

"That's not fair."

"It's fair for your head. Stop arguing with me right now. Sometimes I feel like you are twelve again." Emma resisted the urge to react on that or to run off. When Bobby said stuff like that she knew he was serious.

She only once went further and since then she never did it again. "Okay."

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Could Emma hate it anymore to be here without being able to help? She yawned. At least she didn't have any headaches anymore. But even if, as long as Bobby wasn't around, seeing that she was fine, she could tell him what she wanted, he wouldn't believe her. Bobby was angry with her, he seriously was. He didn't even call her today to give her updates.

It was late. Emma's thoughts wandered to the dream she had last night. Or the flashback. Of Dean promising her to go to the fairground. Or whatever big brothers would do with their little sisters. So they would become a family. She gulped. Damn liar. Emma got up and went to the door. She hesitated for a second, but then stepped outside. Just when she was outside Tamara, Bobby, Sam and Dean came back, dragging her back in. "Emma, follow me." Bobby commanded. He went with her in a different room. "How are your headaches?"

"Didn't have any all day." Emma responded quickly. "Why?"

"So you are sure you will be alright?"

"Yes."

"Good. I have to count on you." Bobby dragged her back to the others, while they tied up a man in the middle of a devils trap. "The seven deathly sins. That's what we are dealing here with. The family, sloth and this woman, greed." Bobby started. "Not just any demons, but real devils."

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"Sam?" The boy didn't look to her and was still focusing staring outside the window. Him and Emma were currently together in a room, killing the time before they would go killing those devils. "What- what happened when the hells gate opened?"

Sam sighed quietly. "I'm not sure if I should tell you."

"What? Why not?"

"Look, it wasn't a fun moment, it's maybe the best that you can't remember it…"

"I'm not eleven years old, and I have seen a lot shit, so this is really no excuse."

Sam looked shortly on the ground before he stared back outside. "It's also… Who we saw… And… You might get feelings back you already had forgotten." And suddenly Emma's head pulsed.

All turned around and stared to John Winchester. The spirit looked to Emma, but the girl couldn't say what expression his face had. Then he turned to Dean, slowly stepped to him and put his hand on his shoulder, smiling at him. Then he stepped back and disappeared in a bright light.

"Oh…" She suddenly said.

"I'm sorry." Sam said who hadn't noticed Emma's short zoom out.

"It's okay…"

"They are coming." Emma nodded and left the room to go to the next room, ready to fight.

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"You think you are better than the rest, don't you?" The sin entered the room.

"Just finish the talk part and go for it, bastard." Emma hissed. She had realized right away that pride stood in front of her.

The sin hesitated for a bit. "Emma…? You are Emma, aren't you? Wow, a common hunter? That is something I should've expected I guess." He laughed and then surveyed Emma, until he stopped at her bracelet. Emma followed his sight and glanced the bracelet. Suddenly her head started to pulse. 'No, not just now.' And suddenly massive headaches started to torture her.

"Fuck!"

The sin smiled. "Now who would've thought that? Emma is down by her own headaches. Adorable."

Emma grabbed her head and then tried to focus again. "Shut up!" Emma screamed, having her eyes closed. She collapsed on the ground.

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"Emma? Emma! Hey, Emma…" Sam was sitting next to the girl, shaking her softly.

Emma started to blink and then looked confused at Sam. "Huh…?"

"Are you alright?" Sam asked and helped her to get up from the floor.

"Yes." Emma looked around. "What happened?" She asked confused.

"I don't really know, I found you like this. The sin left the body though." He said. "Did you exorcise him?"

"N- not that I know of…" Emma answered thoughtful. Suddenly Emma grabbed her head. It started to pulse again. "Ugh…"

"Damnit. Okay, that's enough." Sam dragged Emma outside, just going past Bobby and Dean.

"Sam, what are you doing?" Emma said, flailing her other arm.

"I will drive you to a hospital." He said, opening the Impala and pushing her inside.

"Sam!" Bobby yelled and while Sam turned around Bobby and Dean came outside. "A little talk." Bobby said, went back inside and Sam followed him.

"You should know better, Bobby, really! Emma is seriously injured and-"

"Sam! Shut up." Sam did so, looking pissed. "I know she is injured, but I'm not sure if the headaches come from the injury, or the memory loss."

Sam frowned. "What? What should it come from then?"

"I don't know exactly yet." Bobby answered.

"But you got an idea?"

"Yeah… Somehow… John once talked about Emma's special skills. He might used this term different than I first thought."

Sam got quiet for a bit, before he answered. "She does have special skills." He said silently. Bobby raised his eyebrows in question. "I thought she was one of those special kids we were trying to find. Because she didn't get mind controlled from one of them."

"It's different from that. The memory loss ain't had happened the first time." Bobby said.

"You think the doctors would spot something if you go with her to them, don't you?"

Bobby nodded. "Whatever it is, it never hurt her. Well until last week when her headaches started."

"And you got an idea?"

"Maybe, I don't know. I will look into it."

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Meanwhile back at the Impala. "Why did Sammy become so helicopter mum on you? Are you dying too or something?" Emma stared at Dean. "What?"

"Shut up." Said Emma and got out of the Impala. Dean frowned and followed Emma. She wiped her eyes and stopped after a while.

"Emma? Is something wrong?"

Emma froze for a second, then she turned around. "If something is wrong? Are you kidding me? How can you do that? You promised me that we would become a family. And now? You will be gone after a year. You will leave, just like John did. You are a damn liar!"

"I couldn't have let Sam die!"

"So now you die? I was hurt too, when I heard, that Sam was dead, but what you did was just as bad as the thing John did! What do you think how Sam feels? How I feel…"

"You are lucky, you can't even remember! You can't remember how he died, when he lay there!" Emma started going again. "Wait!" Dean followed her, but Emma turned around and felt, that a tear shed.

"Leave me alone." She hissed. Then she wiped the tear away and started to run.

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Dean came back inside. "Where's Emma?" Bobby asked.

"Don't know, girls problems." He answered and started to pick up the dead bodies. Bobby frowned, but him and Sam helped him.

Emma meanwhile sat on a tree stump, staring at her feet. She hated it when she overreacted, but Dean's comment made her really furious. Losing him would hurt her again, just like when she lost John. And all though her memories about how it happened, she could still feel the pain from Sam's dying. Emma sighed and stared up to the stars. She hated that she could remember what sight John had given her.

She had hoped that John would smile at her, just how he smiled at his sons. John had always been like a father to her, more than Bobby. Bobby was like that really nice but strict uncle that likes taking you aside to give you your first sip of a beercan, but at the same time babbling about the consequences of alcohol. All though something had changed lately between them two. Emma watched the sun rose. So why had John Winchester acted like that? Had she done something wrong? She felt empty all of the sudden.

She felt like she had been sucked out. Emma stood up and went back to the house, helping with the corpses.

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"How are you feeling today?" Bobby asked and sat on Emma's bed.

"Good." The girl answered. Which wasn't true. Her head felt really heavy and the rest of her body felt simply weak. Probably because Bobby made her rest for such a long time now.

"So, you are ready for a hunt again?"

"Not really."

"I thought you were feeling good?" Bobby frowned.

Emma hesitated shortly. "What if I don't want to hunt anymore?"

"Then just don't." Bobby answered calm.

Emma stared at him shortly and suddenly she burst out in laughter. "Just don't… How can I just don't go hunting anymore? This is my whole life. Well, as much as I know of my whole life." Emma said bitter. Bobby didn't say a word. "I don't know, Bobby… Yeah, maybe I should go back on a hunt."

"You can just take it easy. I work on the colt anyway." Emma nodded and Bobby stood up to leave the room. He stopped for a second. "I know, what Dean did was the biggest bullshit of all, but that's how he is." Then he left. Emma sighed and fell back on her bed. Yeah, that was Dean. She probably should've expected that he would do that. But that wouldn't make her feel better at all.

Emma rolled at the side and randomly looked at her bracelet. The black leather strap with the silver charms was on her wrist since she could remember. Emma's head started to pulse, she closed her eyes and tried to make it go away. When she opened her eyes again she fiddled around on the clasp of the bracelet and put it on her nightstand. 'You wont give me headaches any longer.' Emma got up, dressed and went downstairs.

Bobby just hung up on someone and Emma frowned. "They got some trouble with a Lucky Foot and… Well, Bela."

"Crap." Emma said and grimaced. Then she looked around and looked unhappy. "Oh man, what the hell." Bobby looked up and then around in the room too. It was a total mess. Bobby was used to that when he worked on something Emma would be with him and cleaning after him. His face expression became uneasy. "How do you keep the house clean when I'm hunting?" She asked.

"I don't use plates." Emma snorted and started to collect the used plates.

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