Chapter Seventeen - Dream a little Dream of me

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Just wanted to finish some words with NaNoWriMo before posting this topic I really, really like. I like the relationship between Emma and Bobby a lot. A girl he can take care of, just like he takes care of the Winchesters, I just love that. Enjoy =D Thanks for the comment 3 And the subscribing, putting story to favorites and all that, makes me so happy =D

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Emma woke up. Apparently the boys had carried her inside of a motel room and then had left her alone. She got up to get something to drink. The boys could slowly start to think about that she needed something to drink when she slept all the time. Her foot still hurt a bit, but it felt better after the lotion Sam put on it and after he bandaged it. When she got back to her bed she looked around. The boys had left in a hurry, she could tell that from how the bags just got thrown into the room, some of the bags weren't even in the room. Emma wasn't sure if she should call Sam to ask where he was. Honestly she was a bit scared that Jiva could just appear again. But nothing had happened so far, maybe nothing would happen. They had driven quite a distance and Jiva was tired from the battle and would be too exhausted to look for her again. Suddenly the motel phone rang. Confused the girl picked up. "Hello?"

"Emma?Areyouokay?" Sam asked with his caring voice.

"Yeah, I'm good, nothing going on here."

"Good.Wewillgetsomefoodandthenbacktoyou,wewillhavetohittheroadsoonagain." Sam said.

"Really? Again? Got another case?"

"Well…"

Emma frowned. "What's wrong?"

"Iwilltellyoulater,justresttillweareback,okay?"

"Sam?"

"Iwilltellyoulater,promise."

"Okay, I'll see you later…"

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Emma woke up by Sam carrying her outside. "Ugh, stop doing that, it's ridiculous." She said quietly.

"Sorry, I didn't want to wake you." He answered.

"What is going on?" Sam didn't say a word until he put Emma down at the Impala. "Sam?"

"In a minute." He said, got inside the Impala and they started driving.

Emma felt weird. Why did Sam make such a big secret out of this? It made her nervous. "What's going on?"

"It's…" Sam hesitated.

"What?" She was really impatient meanwhile. Sam should just spit it out.

"It's Bobby…"

Emma sat up, ignoring that the pain was really big, especially now that she wasn't… tipsy anymore. "Bobby? What's wrong?"

"We- we had your phone with us earlier, and they called, from the hospital." Dean started.

"The hospital?"

"It seems like he is in a coma."

Emma's face expression turned really worrying. "What? What happened?"

"They wouldn't tell us… So we have to get there for more information." Sam answered. Emma leaned back and stared straight on the street in front of them. Bobby never was injured. At all. He never had been to the hospital or anything. "Are you alright?" Sam asked and turned to her. Emma nodded, because she couldn't say a word. From all people Bobby was in the hospital. "You sure?" Emma nodded again.

"Whatever it is, we will kick its ass." Dean said, focusing on the road. Emma closed her eyes and dropped her head back on the top of the seats. Worst part was that she had lied to Bobby. What if…

"Here, take two of those." Emma opened her eyes and looked at Sam who had a little package in his hand. She frowned. "Painkiller." Her facial expression showed that she now understood, took the package and had the pills swallowed a minute later. "Tell me, if you are still in pain."

"'kay." Emma croaked.

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"Had Mister Singer ever any health problems?"

"No, he was perfectly fine always, never even caught a cold." Sam answered. Emma stared at her mentor, the person who had been like a father to her. He lay there, his eyes closed and looked like he was just sleeping. Emma gulped. Seeing him like that made her feel really weak.

"Are you okay, Miss?"

Emma looked up and at the doctor. "What?"

"Your injuries, should we take a look at them?"

She had totally forgotten, that she had visible injures. "Oh, no, no, it's fine, it looks worse than it is." Emma explained quickly.

"Okay, if you need me just ask for me." The doctor said and went outside. Emma sat on Bobby's bed.

"Hey, Bobby. Can you hear me?" But he didn't move.

"We have to figure out what's going on." Sam said and put his hand on Emma's shoulder. Emma nodded and tried to hold the tears back. Sam and Dean looked through Bobby's stuff and found a key to a hotel room pretty fast. They just wanted to leave, but Emma still sat there. "Do you… want to stay?" Sam asked. Emma nodded, still not able to speak a lot. "Are you sure? Should one of us stay with you?"

"N- no, just… Go investigate, please." Emma's voice was barely hearable.

"Okay, we'll catch you later." Dean said and he and Sam went to go investigating.

Emma took a deep breath and as soon as she knew the boys were further away she hugged Bobby gently. "I lied to you, I left you alone, I never called you… I'm so sorry, I'm horrible." She whispered, feeling that a tear ran down her cheek.

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Dean entered the room and saw Emma sleeping on the chair. She shouldn't sleep here, like that, she still needed to recover. But then he glanced at Bobby. First his father, now Bobby. How could this happen? "Okay, I think I go-" Sam stopped talking when he saw that Emma was asleep but she already had been woken up by the noises of the boy.

She blinked and looked around confused, then she got up, grimaced shortly over her pain and reached for Bobby's hand to hold it. "Did you find out what is wrong?" She asked.

"Well, yeah…" Sam got some papers out and showed them to Dean and Emma. "It's some African Dream Root." 'Oh no…' Emma didn't need to listen to Sam anymore, she knew what it was and what it did. Well, what urban legends said about it. Emma sighed and stared at Bobby. And then she heard it. "And can kill people in their dreams." She turned to Sam.

"So Bobby discovered him and the killer went to visit him too…"

"But how comes Bobby is still alive?" Sam asked and the boys looked at Bobby while Emma left the room. Sam followed her right away, Dean kept on staring at Bobby before he followed them too. "Emma… I know this must be hard for-"

"So, what are we doing?" Sam was a bit perplexed about Emma's reaction.

"Uhm, well, we need to find sandman I guess."

"But how do we find him?" Dean asked, who had stepped outside too.

Sam laughed bitter. "Well, in such situations we would've called Bobby to ask for an advice…"

They two eyed Emma now. "Give me the keys to his room, I will find something, I'm sure." She said. The brothers seemed to have a short conversation with their eyes and then Sam gave her the key.

"Take care, okay?"

"Sure." Then Emma walked off.

"So, we let her do whatever she wants to do while you have another plan, right?" Sam asked.

"We should get inside Bobby's dream to ask him who it is, he should know." Dean answered.

Sam looked after Emma but she was gone already. "Seriously dude?"

"We will just keep her busy somehow. She would want to get inside too, but we don't know what is waiting there and with her injuries we can't risk it."

"So what, we will get some Dream Root? Question is just… From where?"

Dean thought shortly about it. "Oh Crap. Bela…"

"Bela? Oh crap… Yeah, like she would do us this favor."

Dean shrugged. "We have to try."

They wandered out of the hospital. "You know… When Bobby is waking up and he sees Emma like that…" Sam started and glanced his brother shortly.

"Yeah, I know."

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Emma stared at her phone. This was the twelfth time that she had tried to call Sam or Dean, but neither of them picked up. Neither did she have the key to their motel room, or any idea where the motel even was. Emma sat on a stone wall in front of the hospital and stared at the building. Meanwhile it was really late and dark, but the lamps were light enough to view the hospital. Emma wanted to get inside to Bobby but at the same time she didn't want to see him like that. Not alone. That's why she badly wanted to reach Dean and Sam, to know if they were at Bobby, to know if she wouldn't be alone. Emma lay down on the stone wall and closed her eyes.

She never thought about the possibility of loosing Bobby one day. Why should she have? He always seemed strong, almost unbreakable. The wind became a bit stronger and blew through her hair and got under her clothes. Emma opened her eyes and stared at the starry sky. The stars were so small, but really it was her who was so small. A small world in a giant universe. "You really shouldn't be out here." A for Emma unknown voice said.

Emma sat up and looked into the nice face of a nurse apparently. "Oh uhm, it's okay, I'm just waiting here for friends." Emma answered quickly.

"But it's 2 am. Are you sure they are coming?" Emma nodded. "If you want we can wait inside. Our cafeteria machines have some nice snacks." The woman offered.

"Uhm…" Emma looked around, then nodded, jumped from the wall and her and the woman went inside. She couldn't tell why but the woman gave her a secure feeling.

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Emma got woken up from her phone. "Emma,whereareyou?" Emma was still a bit confused, as she just realized that she had slept in the Cafeteria of the hospital. But slowly her memories came back.

"Sam? Where have you been? I have called you all the time!" Emma reacted angry.

"Let's meet in Bobby's room, okay?"

"Yeah, sure." The girl got up and looked for the nurse from last night, before she went to Bobby's room. She had a nice talk to her, but she never had asked for the woman's name. When Emma arrived she lurked into the room and saw Sam and Dean talking to Bobby. Bobby just had answered a question when he spotted Emma. She slowly stepped inside and smiled at Bobby. He smiled back and held up his hand to wave to her. Sam and Dean had surveyed the situation.

"What, that's it?" Dean asked. Emma rolled her eyes and stepped closer.

"Anyway… How did he get in your head the first place? Didn't he need to ask for hair or some DNA?" Sam wanted to know.

"Yeah, before I knew it was him I drank a beer he offered me. Stupidest frigging thing I ever did." Emma was staring at her hands and was playing with her fingers.

"Oh I wouldn't say the stupidest thing…" Dean started and the others looked at him, knowing exactly what he would say now. "What? I was thirsty!"

"Great, now he can come after either one of you!" Sam said angrily.

"Well, now we just have to find him first."

"We better work fast and coffee up. Because one thing we cannot do is fall asleep." Bobby said. Sam and Dean nodded, got up and went outside. Emma hesitated for a second, then she followed them.

"You were in his head?" She asked and held the boys that way back. They turned to Emma. "Why didn't you let me in too? I could've helped too, I'm the one who knows the most about him."

"Well, he actually realized he was dreaming when I told him that you weren't here." Dean answered.

"Plus with your injuries it could've been really dangerous to be in there too. Jeremy came after me with a baseball bat anyway, who knows what he would've done to you." Sam continued.

"Next time leave me at least the keys somewhere, I didn't know where to sleep, Idjits." Dean turned around and walked away, but Sam still stood there. He looked at her with his puppy eyes and frowned. "What's wrong?"

"Your… reaction was just…"

"What? My reaction?"

"Nevermind. We will be in touch."

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Emma just entered the room when Bobby had just hung up on his phone and now shortly talked to Bela. Emma was really annoyed how the boys had left her out on everything, they even hadn't told her that they asked Bela for a favor. "Got something?" Emma shook her head and went to the bar to drink a sip whiskey. She hated it, really did, but the pain was way less when she was a little drunk and Sam must have forgotten to give her the painkiller package. Bobby suddenly stood next to her. "You going to tell me what happened some time?"

Emma gulped. "What?" Bobby pushed her side a bit and Emma cringed slightly.

"This."

"S- since when do you know?"

"Pretty much since I saw you. Your foot is sprained too, isn't it?" Emma stepped some steps away.

"Yeah…"

"So?"

"When this case is done, okay?" Then Bobby took her hand and put something into it. Surprised she looked at her bracelet.

"You…"

"I had it with me when I wasn't home. I thought if I ran into you, you would want it back. You should've never just let it lay at home. It's the only thing you got from your parents, Silly."

"Thank you." Emma said and smiled.

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Bobby and Sam walked side by side down the hallway. "So… You just didn't tell me about Emma's injuries? If this case wouldn't have happened and you wouldn't have met me here… You would've never told me or…?"

Sam looked down, he felt guilty. "I'm sorry. First I wanted to tell you, but…"

"But?"

"We didn't want to worry you."

"Naturally I worry about this girl I know now since over ten years and treat her like my daughter. I want to be able to trust you boys. What happened with her?"

Sam didn't answer right away. "It happened during a hunt."

"I figured that much. How did this happen? Why is she so badly injured and you guys don't even have a scratch?"

"She had a demigod hunting her and we weren't around. She just waited till we left Emma alone and then attacked her." Sam explained, his voice was weak.

"A demigod? How could you not tell me? What demigod?"

"We didn't know first ei- Jiva." Sam had just blabbered out that Emma didn't tell them either and put the girl so into bigger trouble than she would've been anyway. They finally entered the motel room where Emma and Dean were, Emma packing some stuff and Dean had just put his mobile phone away.

"Seems like Bela just took off." Dean said.

"Emma, a word?" Emma looked to Bobby, then to Sam and she could read the guilt in his face.

"What did he tell you?"

"I really want to talk to you alone about this." Bobby answered.

"Woah, you going to yell at her?"

"Shut up, Dean." Emma and Bobby said almost at the same time.

"Maybe Bela just left." Sam tried to change the topic.

"Yeah well, she owed Bobby a favor, so no reason to stay." Dean said.

"Favor?" Bobby repeated.

"Yeah, you saved her life."

"Bobby never saved her life." Emma frowned.

"But, the thing in Flagstaff…"

"The thing in Flagstaff was an amulet. I gave her a good deal, that's all."

The boys looked confused at each other while Emma rolled her eyes. Then she headed to the safe with a bad suspicion. When she opened it, the safe was empty. "The colt…"

"Bela stole the colt!" Dean yelled angrily. "Oh this bitch is going to regret that." He grabbed his stuff and stormed outside, Sam followed him, but halfway he stopped.

"No, until Emma is not recovered she stays with me."

"Yeah, it's better that way…" Sam turned to Emma and hugged her. The girl didn't know how to react, but she felt weirdly good in her stomache. "Take care."

"You too." Emma answered and looked down.

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"A demigod?" After half an hour of silence during the drive back Bobby finally broke it.

Emma dropped her gaze. "Yeah…"

"And you neither told me or the boys?"

"No…"

"Are you like trying to kill yourself?"

"I just didn't know what she would do to others. So I just wanted to protect you." Emma defended her actions.

"That's plain stupid. We are all way more experienced than you and you know that. Why did you really not tell anyone?"

"It was my problem so I wanted to handle it myself, okay?"

"You mind you tone with me, Emma."

"I'm just so full with how I'm always the one just sitting at home doing research and being useless! First I thought that I at least had an important task and I could actually help. But then Sam died and Dean made a deal and now he is going to die! And Dean wants me to take his place! But I can't do that, cause again, all I do is doing research which Sam can do himself pretty well and other than that I can not even defend myself. I got it all in my brain, just when it starts to get dangerous I'm useless like someone peeing on a house on fire."

"So you feel responsible for Dean's Deal?" Emma just grunted. "You really do…"

"You said I could help them. You lied to me about such an important thing. Why?"

"First off: it was all Dean's fault he is in this situation now, not yours okay?"

"Don't you understand? Dean or Sam, either way one of them would've let their life."

"Second: yes, you might be not ready yet to team up with Sam, but in fact, you will be. John said that. And third: if you ever again lie to me about stuff like that I will kick your ass."

Emma leaned back. "Sorry…"