Chapter Six

When Dean got back to the motel room, a disoriented Sam was sitting on the bed, looking around. "What happened?"

"The spell Daeva had on you broke. Zoey killed her." Dean carefully laid Aurora on his bed, avoiding Sam's gaze.

He was looking out the window, awaiting the return of his wife. Three long hours passed. "Dean, where's Zoey?"

"She might still be at the old mansion across town, you know, cleaning up." Sam nodded, leaving immediately. Dean looked down at Aurora. "I'm still not kissing you, so wake up, Philips."

"She's not going to, Dean." Castiel said, appearing behind him. "You have to kiss her."

"True Love's Kiss breaks it, not the kiss of a sorry ass hunter who couldn't even save his own sister-in-law."

Castiel's eyes widened. "Zoey's dead?"

"I-I think so."

"This is not good." Cas muttered, taking off.

Dean sighed and leaned down, pressing his lips to Aurora's. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at him, shocked. "Huh." Dean said, sitting down on Sam and Zoey's bed. "Interesting."

"Is she dead?" Aurora asked suddenly.

"Daeva? Yeah."

"Oh." Aurora got to her feet, throwing the rose away. "I've always hated fairytales."

"Really? Me too." Dean stretched out, waiting for the inevitable.

She gave him a small smile before she disappeared into the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, the shower still running, Sam slammed open the door, a very pale, bloody Zoey in his arms. He laid her gently on the bed, lifting up her shirt. The gash on her stomach had turned green and the young witch wasn't breathing. Sam swallowed back tears and began to rummage around for the first aid kit. Dean didn't have the heart to tell him it was no use.

The silence was unbearable until Aurora walked back in, a towel wrapped around her. "What happened to the witch?" She asked bluntly, although not rudely.

Sam said nothing; he kept trying to clean out the wound. Dean shrugged. "I have no idea."

"She's dead, isn't she?"

"NO!" Sam yelled. "She's not dead. She's just unconscious, right baby?" He kissed her forehead. "You're not going to die on me, you hear?"

Dean stood to his feet. "Get dressed. We'll go get something to eat, Sammy."

Aurora did and they left. She looked back through the window. "Will he be alright?"

"Why do you care?" Dean asked, irritated at himself.

She shrugged and they continued walking to the Corner Café, not far from their motel. After ordering the food, they walked back to find Sam sobbing, his fingers laced with Zoey's. "Are you hungry?" Dean asked, sitting down at the table.

Sam glared at Dean. "My wife is dead, Dean! No, I'm not fucking hungry!"

Aurora flinched, but continued to eat her sandwich. "Sam-"

"You left her there." He said accusingly.

"She told me to!"

"Since when do you do what someone tells you to?" Sam roared, yanking Dean to his feet. "You let her die, dammit!" He slammed Dean against the wall.

"Sam, let your brother go." Lucifer's quiet voice commanded. Sam whirled around, releasing Dean. He grabbed an angel blade out of his bag and started toward the fallen archangel. Lucifer gave him a small smile. "I'm sorry, Sam." Sam crumpled to the floor, angel blade still in his hand, and the angel stepped over him, leaning over Zoey.

"What killed her?" Dean asked, going back to the table.

"She accidentally cut herself with the knife, which I presume was dipped in the blood. It's one of the few ways to kill a witch." He hung his head. "I never meant for this to happen."

"Is Daeva really dead?" Aurora looked up at Lucifer.

"Yes. That is the bright side. You are safe from her." He knelt down beside Zoey and began to mutter in Enochian, his hand on her stomach.

A bright light shone around the devil and the witch, and Dean wondered if Lucifer really was all that bad. "Are you bringing the witch back?" Aurora asked curiously.

Lucifer nodded, his eyes closed in concentration. Sam began to stir, sitting up. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of the fallen angel trying to revive Zoey. Sam tossed the angel blade back into the duffel bag and stood up. Suddenly, Zoey coughed and her eyes opened. She looked at Lucifer, who got to his feet. "Thank you." He smiled, disappearing.

Sam rushed over to his wife, hugging her tightly. Tears fell as he realized just how close he'd come to burying her and even Dean felt a little tear fall. He wiped it away quickly. Zoey smiled at Sam, kissing his unshaven cheek. "I love you." Sam said, cupping her face in his palm.

"I love you too, Sam." She turned to Dean. "Please tell me there's a bacon cheeseburger in there for me. I'm starving."

Dean chuckled, handing her one. "I got two for me, so you can have this one."

Aurora cleared her throat. "Thank you, Zoey, for killing that wicked witch. I appreciate it."

"Piece of cake." Zoey took a big bite of her burger and the tension in the air vanished as they all finally ate.

"What do you three say we put this town in the rearview mirror and leave?" Dean said after he'd finished his burger.