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Chapter 3

Castiel sat beside Sarah as they waited for the doctor. He could feel the misery and death hanging over many of the patients and it made him very uncomfortable so he was relieved when she was called in to see the doctor. "I'm Doctor Black. Is this your husband?"

Sarah looked at the doctor. "Dr. Black? Do you have a brother that's into Psychiatry?"

"A distant cousin I think." He gave her an odd look as he went through her file and test results.

Sarah nodded and sighed. "He's a close friend." Talking about Castiel now.

He nodded. "Well we have all the test results back now. I am afraid it isn't good news." Sarah nodded and waited. "You have a particularly hard to treat form of leukaemia called T-cell prolymphocytic leukaemia. I'm afraid that this is a rather rare but very aggressive form." Sarah stared at him silently, taking this all in. Castiel cautiously brushed her hand with his. "You'll need to start treatment immediately and we will keep trying until we find the best treatment for you. But you have to understand that the median survival...it's less than one year. If we find the right treatment for you soon enough maybe two years. The disease just doesn't respond to most chemotherapeutic drugs that are available." He explained sympathetically.

"And if I don't seek treatment?" Sarah asked.

"Your condition will deteriorate rapidly and you won't make the year."

Sarah nodded. "Can I have a day...?"

He stared at her and then sighed, writing out two prescriptions. "Get this filled and take them. Even if you don't come back for treatment they should help you feel a bit better for a while longer. When the pain starts take these, they'll make you pretty groggy but should deal with any pain."

Sarah nodded. "Thank you doctor Black." She got up to leave. "Is ther a chance I can get your cousin's contact information?" He nodded and looked it up, writing it down for her, figuring it was to help her family deal with her illness and coming death. "Thanks." She left with Castiel, staring at the information of the other doctor.

Castiel led her outside and then teleported them back to her room at Bobby's. "Are you alright?" He asked softly.

"No... I need to tell the others." She wavered, getting a bit dizzy.

Castiel steadied her and then lifted her up and placed her on the bed. "You need rest."

"I need to tell the others." Sarah argued.

"You can do so from this bed Sarah. Collapsing will only cause more worry."

Sarah nodded and relaxed a bit. She handed him the paper. "Give this to Sam." He nodded and gently stroked her hair before pulling a blanket over her and going to find Sam. The hybrid took the paper and his eyes widened before going black with rage. He vanished, going to pay the dear doctor a long delayed visit.

"Hey!" Caleb yelled.

"I do not understand Sam's rage. All that was on that was contact details for a Doctor Black." Castiel told him.

Caleb's eyes widened. He looked over at Dean. "You remember Doctor Black?" Dean frowned in confusion. The name seemed like it should be familiar. "The doctor that starved me?" Dean growled at that but he didn't really remember. Caleb sighed; it was one of the memories that were gone. He looked at Castiel and explained what happened to him.

"Sarah needs to speak with everyone about the test results. I believe I will go find Sam." he vanished to help Sam in whatever vengeance he was taking.

"Guess I don't get to exact revenge..." Caleb muttered.

Dean hugged him, nuzzling his throat gently. "Come on, need to see Mom."

Caleb nodded and went with Dean. "Thought you were mad at her."

"Still am." He answered, knocking on John and Bobby's doors. Caleb nodded. John opened the door and looked at them through red eyes. He looked like hell. Dean stepped closer and hugged him. "Mom's back and wants to tell us what they said." John nodded and rested his head on Dean's shoulder. Dean nuzzled him gently. Bobby watched them and prayed the news was good. Dean led John to Sarah's room and knocked on the door. Sarah was asleep, curled around a pillow. John frowned and moved to cover her. She didn't even wake up for that. Dean got on the bed beside her and curled a wing around her protectively, finding some paper he held it out to John.

John picked the paper up and frowned. "Some heavy medication..." Castiel and Sam appeared silently, Sam's eyes no longer black but still darker than normal.

"You okay?" Caleb asked.

Sam pulled Caleb into his arms and kissed his forehead. "He'll never hurt anyone again."

"I never knew hell hounds could drag a kill out that way." Castiel commented.

Caleb looked at Castiel weird. "Maybe I shouldn't know..." He nodded and moved to the bed to check on Sarah. Sarah was curled under the blanket.

"It was bad news then?" Sam asked, seeing the way Castiel was hovering over her and the angel nodded sadly.

"How bad...?" John asked, his voice cracking.

"A year, two at most." He answered and Dean whined in distress. Sam paled and slumped against the wall, Bobby supporting him gently. John's legs gave out. Castiel moved to catch him, setting him on the bed with his mother and brother.

Sarah woke after a bit and blinked at everyone. "Hi...?" Dean whined and clung to her tightly. Sam reached over and took her hand. "Castiel told you?" Sarah asked. Sam nodded shakily. "I don't know what to do." Sarah whispered, a tremor in her voice.

"Let Cas heal you or make a deal with me, please." Sam begged and Dean nodded in agreement, looking over at John.

"No deals." Sarah replied. "I don't want forever."

"Don't have to deal for immortality, just health. But I think Cas would prefer healing you himself." Sam managed a shaky smile. Sarah really didn't want to be healed... but the kind of cancer she had... It wasn't fair. She whimpered and clung to Sam. Sam pulled her into his arms and rocked her gently. "It'll be okay Mom." He whispered.

Castiel knelt beside them and put his hand on her back. "Please Sarah."

"Won't you get in trouble?" Castiel shook his head. "Heal me... but no immortality or unnaturally lengthening of life." Castiel nodded and Sam let her go since his energy would clash with the angels. Castiel held her close and let his Grace wash through her, healing her totally of anything and everything. He closed his eyes as he felt her very soul. The only thing more revealing and intimate would have been bringing her back to life. Sarah gasped, clinging to Cas as he did so. It felt so... intense. She let out a soft moan. Dean giggled softly, able to feel their emotions even as he hugged his little brother to comfort him. John just clung to Dean relaxing. His mom was going to be fine. Castiel finished but it took a lot to pull his Grace back when it felt so good not to. He gently stroked her hair. Sarah smiled to Cas. "That was... wow." She chuckled. He smiled at her, hoping she now understood what he felt for her. Sarah blushed and pressed her face to his chest. Sam grinned and began humming the wedding march. John threw a pillow at Sam. Sam just grinned. Dean laughed, not knowing what Sam had been humming, just relieved everyone was happy now.

"We should let Sarah rest." Caleb voiced, tugging Dean out of the room. Sam and Bobby gently guided John out of the room. Castiel stood with her still in his arms and then gently placed her back on the bed.

Sarah smiled to Cas. "What... exactly did you do?" She asked.

He sat beside her and covered her with a blanket, fingers going back to hair. "Healed you totally. You are in perfect health. To do that my Grace mingled with your body and soul."

"What are the side effects of that?" Sarah asked, letting him do so.

"I will be able to find you anywhere unless you are hidden by wards aimed at angels. I will know when you are in danger." He answered softly.

Sarah nodded and raised an eyebrow. "No immortality?"

"Not without your permission." He told her. "I do hope you will say yes one day. I do not wish to lose you to death any more than your children do."

"Hey... if I get into heaven... you can visit me... and if I end up in hell... Sam will have a bitch fit and you can still visit me."

"Seeing you in Heaven would be...complicated. And if you go to hell I have the feeling you may end up ruling in Sam's name as his Regent until he chooses to live there." Sarah nodded and rested her head on his chest. He smiled and rested his head against the headboard, stroking her back gently.

TBC….