"Denava Benakaba." She said. Sam cocked his head to the side in confusion just before his skin began glowing. Her eyes widened with shock. The light wasn't as the book described though it was more of a dull light and like there was a short in the system. The book read that the light would be so bright you had to look away. She stood slowly and backed away from Sam.
"What did you just do?" Sam asked
Slowly with shaking hands she pulled the knife out from the side of her suit and held it in front of her.
"Sam if you're not a demon you've got to prove it to me." She said
She took a few steps backwards and watched suspiciously as Dean climbed out of the pool.
"What did you do to him?" Dean asked
"I read it in the book. It's how you expose a demon. The book says their skin will light up if they are a demon. Sam you lit up, prove to me you're not a demon." She said
"Bless the water." Sam said to Dean.
Dean looked at him having no patience for this but he did as his brother requested. Willa waited not knowing what Dean was saying she listened. Sam kept his distance while Dean was busy. When he finished Sam put his foot in the water and nothing happened.
"There you see." Sam said
"I don't know whether Dean said the right thing or not." She said still holding the knife.
"Go and get the salt then." Sam said
"I think its cause of your blood." She said "You have demon blood in you."
She charged into the house knife in one hand book in the other. While going through the kitchen she found another chant. This one would force the demon from its vessel and the demon would be hurt. She memorized it as quickly as she could while grabbing the salt. Quickly checking the book again she repeated it softly out loud. She stepped out of the house. Sam and Dean were where she had left them by the pool. They were in a heated conversation and stopped to look at her when she came out.
"He's not a demon." Dean said
She fumbled with the knife, the book, and the salt. Trying to balance the salt and book in one hand and shove the knife in the bikini. She nearly dropped the salt when Sam stepped forward. He was only going to take the salt from her to help her but she mistook it for an act of aggression and before she knew it she spit out the phrase.
"Majabura bura bhavana auta." She spat.
Sam was surprised at her words but took the bag from her.
"Look salt." He said and put a handful in his mouth.
Nothing happened for a moment until Sam's nose started bleeding. Sam grimaced as though he had a bad headache.
"Your nose." Dean said
"He's a demon." Willa shrieked
"This is not what happens when a demon eats salt. What did you say?" Dean asked
"I told the demon to get out." She replied
Sam held his stomach and doubled over. More blood was coming from his nose. He fell to his knees and started coughing. Willa felt so horrible seeing Sam this way but she had no idea what to do. Sam started coughing harder and she watched in horror and blood splattered on the white concrete patio. Dean bent down next to his brother.
"Reverse what you did." He said angrily to Willa.
"I can't." She replied shaking her head. She hadn't done it, had she?
Sam was still coughing until he began throwing up blood. Willa could see blood staining his cheeks coming out of his eyes like tears. Dean held his brother. She opened the book and flipped through the pages as fast as she could, looking for something to undo this damage. She found nothing.
"Cas!" Dean cried
The angel was going to grow weary of troubles caused by Willa. He appeared and began his work. He touched Sam's forehead and his body immediately stopped convulsing. Castiel turned his attention to Willa.
"No more trouble out of you." He commanded and vanished
"I'm so sorry Sam." She said
Sam was aware that she had done this but wasn't sure how and positive she didn't know she did either. He didn't feel like speaking as he was a bit shaken by what just happened to him. His eyes met hers. Her blue eyes were sad and frightened.
She darted away forcing back tears. In the pool house she pulled her T-shirt on and sat on the bed. Once these men left she would have no one and as each day passed the more she seemed to be driving them away faster. She set the knife and the book on each side of her and put her head in her hands. She sighed deeply. Her thoughts were on how pitiful her life was when there was a light knock on the door.
"It's open." She called out
A weary Sam entered. He looked pale and there was still blood on his face. She moved the items from the bed and placed them on the nightstand. She stood from the bed but kept her distance from Sam.
"Oh Sam." She said. She had a million apologies to say but nothing would come out. Instead she went to the bathroom where she soaked a rag with warm water. He followed her to the doorway.
"Come in here." She said
She took his hand and she could swear she felt him jump a little when she did. It would only be right for him to do so.
"Sit." She said referring to the side of the tub. She brushed his long hair out of his face and gently dabbed away the blood.
"Are you okay?" She asked. He had been quiet and it worried her
"Yes I'm fine." He said and sighed heavily.
"I'm sorry." She said again looking into his hazel eyes.
"I know." He replied
She turned and rinsed the blood out of the rag and turned to face him again. He gently grabbed her by her hips and pulled her to him. He lay his forehead just below her ribcage. He inhaled and exhaled deeply. She tossed the rag in the sink and ran her fingers through his hair then down to his shoulders. He kept his head against her as he spoke.
"Dean tried it on me." He said
She thought understood but she didn't want to.
"Tried what?" She asked
She ran her fingers up to his chin and he looked up to face her.
"He said both spells. It didn't work." He said softly
"Are you sure he said it right? Let me get the book." She said. She turned away but Sam grabbed her hand.
"He said it right." He said his voice heavy "We know it's you."
"Sam I'm not….there's nothing different about me." She tried convincing him and herself
He stood slowly.
"You may have never known, but that's why the demons are after you. We're unclear of the whole plan but you have the power to expose them. It worked on me because I have demon blood in me."
Willa wanted to collapse. There it was. She wasn't interested in a different life. She wanted her old life back. Her parents were gone, her branding, her feeling of security, It was all gone and she had just hurt one of the few people there was left for her to care about. She put her hands on Sam's shoulders.
"Why didn't Cas completely fix you?" She asked. She could tell Sam still felt bad.
"Maybe he doesn't have much energy to use. I'm not sure." He responded.
She could see he was tired and didn't feel well.
"Why don't you lie down for a while?" She asked
"Lay with me?" He asked hopeful.
It was the hardest thing to turn down his beautiful hazel puppy dog eyes.
"No." She smiled. "You need to rest and we won't rest in bed together."
He returned her smile and she planted a kiss on his lips. She took his hand and led him to the bed. She picked up the knife and tucked it in her bathing suit.
"Do you mind if I read some?" Sam asked picking up the journal.
"Please just give it back to me? I think I understand what it is now." She said
Sam looked at her with questions in his eyes.
"I think it's my instruction manual." She replied
Sam laughed and sat down on the bed.
"Is Dean still at the pool?" She asked
"I think so or he's tearing your house apart." Sam replied
Her eyes widened. "I guess I better find him."
"I think he's calm now. I'm sure he's at the pool." Sam said reassuring her.
"Ok yell if you need anything." She said
She left him on the bed with the book in his hand. She made sure to grab the knife and left the pool house. She hoped he would actually get some rest and not keep his nose in the book the whole time. As she was shutting the door she could hear splashing by the pool. She looked up directing her attention towards the sound. Dean was struggling with another man in the pool.
"Dean!" She shouted
Without even thinking of possibly getting Sam she ran to the pool. Grasping the knife firmly in her hand she jumped in. As she came up from the water the man turned in her direction. She could hear Dean behind him gasping for air and she was thankful for the moment that he had to breath. The man swung at her. She was able to block the full blunt of the blow but it knocked her off balance. He knocked the knife from her hand and punched her square in the face. This caused everything around her to go completely black for a moment and she fell in the water. The man turned to attack Dean who was regaining air in his lungs. Dean and the man tumbled in the water together for a few moments until Willa was able to regain her bearings. She charged the man. Hoping it was a demon and grabbing the first bit of exposed skin that she could get her hands on, she held on to his neck for hers and Deans dear life. She spat out the phrase to cause harm to a demon and didn't let go. His body lit up. Just as the book said it was if someone turned on a thousand, one hundred watt bulbs. When the light disappeared and Willa was able to uncover her eyes smoke was leaving the man's body. She let go of him. The smoke went into the air and completely dissipated. As she watched the body go limp she realized the man might drown so she grabbed a hold of him. She heard Sam call her name.
"Are you ok?" Sam was in the pool
She hesitated in shock of what had just unfolded in front of her. She found it in her to respond with a quick nod. Sam grabbed the man from her and dragged him out of the pool. Hearing Dean cough brought her back to her senses. She turned towards him.
"Dean." She exclaimed
He half smiled and coughed again. He made his way to her and touched her face. He grabbed her chin and tilted her face to the left to examine her.
"You saved my life kid." He said and smiled. "Are you okay?" He asked. He touched her face again and then looked down on her from another angle. "It's not broken" he said and went into a small fit of coughs. It was then that she could taste the blood. She wiped her hand across her mouth. As she suspected there was a good amount of blood.
"This is why I don't swim." Dean joked "Come on."
"The knife." She said and began looking around the rippling pool water. Spotting it quickly she dove in and grabbed it. As she came up Dean met her with his arm around her waist. They supported each other out of the pool.
"Is he okay?" Dean asked
Sam shook his head.
"Is he dead?" Willa asked horrified
"Afraid so." Sam replied
"I didn't, I wasn't trying to kill him" She said stammering looking at the men completely ashamed of what she had done.
"No you, my dear, killed that Demon." Dean said
"He was already dead. The demon killed him at some point during possession." Sam explained.
Some form of relief came to Willa but the poor man was still dead on account of her as the demon wouldn't have taken him if it weren't for trying to get to her. And Dean wouldn't have been attacked if it weren't for her. When was this madness going to end?
"Do we call the police?" Willa asked wiping the back of her hand across her mouth. She could feel the trickle of blood running across her lips.
"No you go take care of that." He said pointing at her bloody nose. "We'll take care of him."
Willa nodded and headed into the house. Her mind raced as she was walking inside. There was so much shock from being able to save Dean but at the same time all she needed was four little words that would've saved her from a hell she continued to live. If her parents had told her she would've been able to help herself. Why did they wait? What good came out of them waiting? She could've been living a lifetime of being prepared for this. Instead she was learning the hard way.