Chapter Six:

The Winchester's hotel room was quiet as they packed up their belongings. Dean and Sam saw too much that even them, began to reflect on their lives. They knew their lives was never terrible. They agreed that their father was hard on them but he had never rose a hand towards them out of pure hate. They both looked as their sister, walked out of the bathroom looking happier even though she wasn't smiling.

Her hair was pulled up in her standard ponytail, her pants were the same dark blue and her shoes were the same brown hiking boots she always wore. But what was different was the choice of shirt she decided to wear. It was white and flowing the sleeves going three quarters down her arm. Two small straps of fabric was tied in the back and she had a pastel yellow shirt underneath it. Around her neck was the same small silver necklace with three small birthstones representing the Winchester siblings. Dean and Sam had wondered if she still had it for they hardly saw her wear it.

"Gonna go for a walk." Christina said quickly packing her things.

"Want one of us to go with you?" Sam asked and Christina shook her head softly. A small smile spreading across her face. She had spent the night before telling them everything that had happened to her and she now wanted to be alone. "Okay, just be careful."

"Yeah. Take your time we'll leave once you get back." Dean added and Christina gave each of them a quick hug before walking out of the hotel room.

~Family Ties~

Christina looked down at her phone as she slid her headphones inside the port. Opening up her music app she scrolled down until she found the song she wanted. Pressing play and sliding her phone back inside her pants pocket soft sweet music began to play as she walked up the street and across the crosswalk a couple blocks away from the hotel.

She walks to school with the lunch she packed.

Nobody knows what she's holding back.

Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,

She hides the bruises with linen and lace, oh...

Christina listened to the song her head gently bobbing up and down as it continued to play through her headphones as she walked down the sidewalk. Her white over shirt flowed with the soft wind as she walked her hands deep in her pockets.

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask.

It's hard to see the pain behind the mask.

Bearing the burden of a secret storm,

Sometimes she wishes she was never born.

Up ahead Christina saw a cemetery off to the left. Feeling compelled to walk inside she arrived inside the solemn place.

Through the Wind and the Rain

She stands hard as a stone.

In a world that she can't rise above.

But her dreams give her Wings and she flies to a place

Where she's loved.

Concrete Angel.

It all seemed too perfect as she came upon a small stone angel of a young girl that didn't have a chance to live. There were times where Christina wished she was never born as she gently touched the healed wounds on her arms. She knew she would have given her life to allow the young child a life. But the fear that the child would have ended with the same past Christina had, made Christina shake her head.

Somebody cries in the middle of the night.

The neighbors hear but they turn out the light.

A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate.

When morning comes it would be too late.

Through the Wind and the Rain

She stands hard as a stone.

In a world where she can't rise above

But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place

Where she's loved.

Concrete Angel.

Christina was lost as she stood there looking at the statue knowing she would be freed from the burden of the world. She shook her head and turned around heading back to the hotel.

A statue stands in a shady place.

An angel girl with an upturned face.

A name is written on a polished rock.

A broken heart that the world forgot.

Through the Wind and the Rain

She stands hard as a stone.

In a world that she can't rise above.

But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place

Where she's loved.

Concrete Angel.

Christina wiped at her eyes as she felt tears sliding down her face. In a way she felt like that child in the song. She had nobody there willing to help her until she had to leave the life she knew. She was happy now she felt the burden of lying to her brothers being lifted off her shoulders as they now knew why she lied. Why she hated to see them fight. Why she wished nothing more to have the strength to fight Lucifer and Micheal's wish to use them for their own selfish needs.

She shook her head as she searched her song list for something upbeat and loud to try and drown out her sorrows. Guns and Roses Welcome to the Jungle was the perfect fit as she had walked out of the cemetery and headed for the crosswalk nearest the hotel.

She stood on the corner of the sidewalk waiting for the crosswalk to turn green. She could see Sam and Dean loading up the back of the Impala with bags and weapons. She smiled, happy to finally trust them with her secret. They had helped her with the bodies of Amanda and Jeremy Walker by making it look like Jeremy killed Amanda then himself. She was deep in thought, remembering the night before, that she didn't hear a car's honk and people screaming as she walked across the street.

Even though the crosswalk was allowing her to walk people were screaming at her trying to grab her attention. Even Sam and Dean raced towards her. Christina was confused as she saw her brothers trying to get to her until she looked to her left and saw the reason. It was too late for anyone to help her.

The large SUV had collided into her sending her into the windshield before she rolled over the top, landing hard on the ground behind the vehicle. Christina didn't move as Sam and Dean raced to her side screaming her name. Blood spilled out of her mouth and nose as the impact had ruptured deep veins inside. The driver was also wounded but he had gone to check on Christina begging Sam and Dean to forgive him. Telling them he didn't mean to hit her.

Dean was both annoyed and happy the police and ambulance arrived. The man in question had a blood alcohol level that was above the legal limit. He was placed in handcuffs as the police pushed Sam and Dean back behind the yellow police tape as the EMTs went to check to see if Christina had any vitals.

Sam and Dean's legs were weak as the EMTs rushed to her side pushing a stretcher and their medical bag. Sam and Dean didn't take long with the police as they agreed that Sam would go with her while Dean drove to the hospital. Dean fought back tears of fear and anger as he drove following close behind the ambulance.

He arrived screaming into a parking spot and raced to the emergency entrance. Sam was trying to get past a nurse but she was surprisingly quite strong as she pushed him back. When Sam saw his brother he obeyed the nurse and pulled Dean to the side so that he could talk.

"Is she okay?" Dean asked seeing the fear in his brother's eyes.

"Her heart stopped just as we arrived at the hospital." Sam stated his voice starting to shake. "They took her back to see if they can start her heart. They've been at it for three minutes now."

Dean felt weak and slipped into a seat that was nearby. His mind raced with memories of when he lost Sam for the first time. He could still remember seeing the life leaving his eyes as Sam bled in his arms. He remembered hearing his screams as he failed to protect him. That's how he felt now as he sat there in the stale smelling hospital. He wasn't out in the open where he could release his sorrows for failing another sibling.

~Family Ties~

Sam and Dean watched as nurses and doctors moved from section to section trying their best to save everyone. Everytime they would enter their sisters area they'd jump to their feet and rush to see what was going on. But everytime they got near they'd be pushed away.

Finally after two long hours a doctor came sauntering towards them looking tired but relieved. "Gentlemen," he started making Sam and Dean jump to their feet. "Your sister is quite the fighter but it looks as though the injuries she sustained were extremely severe. She may not last through the night. However she is comfortable at the moment so you may stay with her if you'd like."

Sam looked over at Dean and saw anger flashing through him. He watched as Dean moved past the doctor upset to see someone who gets paid to save lives giving up. Sam apologized to the doctor before walking past him to join his brother. They weren't ready to lose another member of their family.

~Family Ties~

Dean raised his cellphone up to his ear. With each ring he fell further into depression. "Hello?" Came Castiel's gruff voice which made Dean have a bit of hope with his next question.

"Cas, its Dean." Dean rubbed the back of his head. "Sam and I are at Northern Regional Moore Hospital in Moore Oklahoma."

"I'm here Dean." Castiel said right behind him. Dean didn't do his usual explosive banter at him which confused the angel greatly. He watched as Dean placed his cellphone in his pants. "What's wrong? Why did you ask for me?"

"It's about Christy." Dean said and he saw something enter Castiel's sapphire eyes. "She was hit by a SUV. We were hoping you'd be able to save her." Castiel followed Dean into the room that held Christina's nearly lifeless body. Even though they had told Sam and Dean she was in bad shape and would most likely pass away during the night, the Winchesters had a secret weapon. That weapon was standing next to Dean.

Castiel stood frozen in the doorway looking at the battered form of Christina. Her face was lined with road rash. Her neck showed signs of being cut. Her chest was wrapped with gauze that was slowly turning red and the only way she was able to breath was through a tube. Machines were the only thing keeping her alive. Castiel broke out of his frozen phase and walked quietly to her side. Sam and Dean kept an eye on the hallway making sure no nurses or doctors came by.

Castiel gently touched Christina's forehead and there was a soft glow that flew out from his fingers. After a few seconds the glowing stopped and Castiel took a step back. He stared intently on the youngest Winchester hoping that there was something to bring back. He did see the markings on her face and neck vanish. He only hoped he fixed the insides but seeing as he couldn't see with all the gauze, the Angel had the only option of waiting and praying silently for the miracle.

The wail from the machines filled the room making Castiel vanish from the room leaving the two Winchesters to witness the nurses and Doctors who raced inside. Dean and Sam tied to look over the nurses heads at what they were doing but everytime they got an opportunity they were blocked.

~Family Ties~

Thirty minutes passed since Castiel had tried to heal their sister when Dean stood up once the Doctor arrived. "Are you the gentlemen that had a sister hit by a SUV?" The doctor asked as there had been another couple in the same waiting room.

"Yes." Dean answered catching Sam's attention as he was texting Bobby of what was going on. "Is she alright? Did you managed to restart her heart?"

The doctor nodded. "It's a complete miracle that she survived. Her heart gave out for only a couple of minutes before beating strong and regular. She's even awake now if you'd like to see her. But she's a bit groggy and probably won't understand what's been going on." Sam and Dean nodded and rushed past the doctor.

When they entered their sister's room she didn't seem to acknowledge them as she watched them come in and sit down. She was wide awake and alert. She looked more confused at Sam and Dean then why she was at the hospital.

"Hey, Christy." Dean said trying to keep his smile contained. "How are you feeling?"

"Good..." Christina said and she scooted away from Dean. "But why are you calling me Christy? That's not even my name...and why are you in my room?"

Dean and Sam shook off the reaction of her waking up from the medication but as they continued to sit there they started to realize that she really didn't know them. "Do you know your name?"

"Um..." Christina looked up at the ceiling trying to remember. "...Amy. That's right my name is Amy Walker."

Dean looked over at Sam then excused himself from the room. He walked a few feet away from the room and pulled out his cellphone. "Cas." Dean sounded both angry and worried when Castiel answered the phone after the second ring. "You need to get back to the hospital. Christy's awake but she's saying her name is Amy."

"Is she awake?" Castiel asked appearing beside Dean making the oldest Winchester jump.

"Yeah she is." Dean said ending his phone call and placing his phone in his pocket. He lead Castiel into the room where "Amy" sat talking with Sam making him worried too. "How she doing?" Dean asked Sam when his brother stood next to him.

"She's says she's fine. But I think that crash did a number on her head. She's not making any sense. She thinks she's still Amanda and Jeremy's daughter."

"Did you tell her they're dead?" Dean asked. Sam shook his head.

"Here's another thing Dean. She's saying that she's fourteen years old." Sam said his voice soft and quiet. Castiel moved slowly towards "Amy" and looked her in the eyes. After about a moment he slowly stood up and pulled Sam and Dean outside the room.

"She's gone." Castiel said his voice quiet. Dean and Sam looked confused. "Celestial is gone."

"Who's Celestial?" Dean asked. Castiel tilted his head to the side in confusion.

"You didn't know about Celestial?" Castiel asked and both Winchesters shook their head. "Celestial is the younger sibling of Micheal and Lucifer. She has been in your sister since she was born in Heaven. To have her gone now means that your sister has reverted back before Celestial helped her on her journey to find you two."

"So wait, you're telling us that Christy had an angel inside since she was born and it only started to help her when she was fourteen?"

Castiel nodded his head a small smile spreading over his face. He started to believe that Dean wasn't smart enough to figure out what was said. "Celestial must have been ejected out of your sister when she was hit by that vehicle. We would have to find her before your sister starts to deteriorate."

"You mean die?" Dean asked worried.

"No, become too weak to withstand Celestial's presence." Castiel looked back at "Amy" and then back at Sam and Dean. "She would have three weeks before it would be too late. I will help as much as I can. But to warn you, since Celestial is now out in the open, other Angel's will be looking for her too."

Dean and Sam nodded and looked at their sister. She was looking at them smiling unsure why they were looking at her but when they turned to look at Castiel who had vanished.

"So not only are we to stop the Apocalypse from happening..." Sam sighed heavily.

"We're needing to save our sisters sanity as well." Dean finished.

~Family Ties~

Rain was starting to fall when a figure crawled off the side of the road to the middle. A large damp silver wing dragged along the asphalt while a badly burned and broken wing, with hardly any feathers, dragged on the other side. Cars zoomed passed the figure not noticing the fully nude body of a woman with large splendid wings dragged herself slowly across the road. The figure fell to the road to weak to continue when lights began to shine on her. A large semi truck didn't blow his horn as it zoomed towards her.

The woman, on shaky legs stood up and raised a hand her eyes began to glow the brilliant color of silver wing she had left. The semi continued on its path towards her. "I command you to stop." The womans voice sounded like a large crackle of thunder but still the semi driver was moving closer.

The woman glanced down at her surroundings before leaping into the air. Her one good wing opened and began to push the air downward giving her height while her bad wing had to work twice as hard. The woman knew she couldn't be seen by normal humans. But she knew it was worth a try. She tried to remember what had happened before she was separated by her perfect host. That's when she felt the searing pain of lightning move through her making her silently scream as she fell to the earth.

The humans that were walking around saw the lightning strike something they first thought it was a bird but as the lightning cleared they saw the nude body of a woman. Her grey eyes were inhuman as they glanced from person to person.

"...help..." she whispered weakly and the nearest person grabbed their cellphone and dialed a number. Nobody saw the large imprints of wings in the ground as it was dark that stormy night. But as morning came the people were curious as to what had happened since there was a large feathered wing on the left while on the right there was an imprint of a fatherless broken wing that looked like what bat wings would look like.

Even when the news reporter was reporting the find nobody could tell what it was. Sadly neither Dean or Sam Winchester saw the report as they helped "Amy" out of the hospital and drove out of town. They didn't know they were driving further and further away from the only way of saving their sister.

The End

~AN~

The song that was written was one of my personal favorites called "Concrete Angel" by Martina McBride. All rights go to that song. There was another song I was going to use called "Alyssa Lies" by Jason Micheal Carroll. Both songs are about child abuse. About not listening or those not brave enough to talk about it.

From personal experience I was never physically abused in my life but I did know someone who was. Luckily she found the help she needed and got away from the situation. Now please I hope you read this. If you are or know someone who's being abused. Whether it be physically or verbally listen to them and help them find the help they need.

National Child Abuse Hotline is (1-800) 4A-Child or (1-800) 422-4453.

Help save a life. Help someone find a place where they're safe. Please this wasn't intended for personal gain nor was it for commercial. It started out as entertainment only. But it grew into this. Please understand that I am not a spokesperson for this cause. I'm just a writer with a heavy heart knowing somewhere a child is being abused or is in a abusive situation. Please help them. Thank you.

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