Akuma's P.O.V.
I rolled over on the bed, feeling the smooth the silk sheets slipping off my shoulders. I sucked in a breath as the sunlight peaked through the window shades and smiled to myself, feeling refreshed for once in my life. I slipped out of the sheets, my feet landing on the black wooden floor before sliding into the slippers that were laid out on my side of the bed. I stretched out my arms and legs, cracking several bones and feeling the relief of stiffness in my joints before I padded over to the walk in closet, grabbing a white robe from the hanger by the door and slipping in on over my nightgown. I followed the hallway to the enormous bathroom, soaking up the fresh scent of floral soaps and bath bombs the entire place was so amazing and relaxing, I wanted to stay here forever. I turned the shower on, letting the water run hot for a few minutes to fog up the glass walls, getting undressed and then stepping into the hot water. It almost burned, and I cringed slightly, turning the temperature down, realizing that I was reacting to different temperatures differently now. After adjusting the water to a temperature that felt better, I let the water run over my body, my hands finding their way to my stomach and resting on the small bump that identified my unborn child. I swallowed hard and tears prickled my eyes when I felt a small movement. It had been impossible before… I think. The more I thought about everything the more I remembered. I remembered the wedding and the honeymoon and telling my mom and Mary that I thought I was pregnant and the joy that came along with it. It really seemed like everything else was some vivid and terrible nightmare.
I pulled myself from my thoughts and finally picked up the shampoo, taking my time to wash my hair and body before stepping out and grabbing a towel, a shiver running down my spine. I took the time to brush out my hair and wrap it into another towel before changing back into my robe and slipping on the slippers, moving to the room and digging in drawers until I found sweats and a loose T-shirt. Dean was asleep on the couch when I got there and I frowned, studying him for a moment before pulling a blanket over him and narrowing my eyes when I noticed the bottle of alcohol on the ground. He had been doing so well lately. I picked it up and walked to the kitchen, dumping the rest of it down the sink before tossing the bottle into the recycling and searching in the fridge for breakfast food.
Dean's P.O.V.
I woke up on the couch, the daze of a hangover layered my body like a second skin. I groaned and rolled off the couch, hearing Akuma in the kitchen, I wanted to avoid whatever she was going to say about last night or even about my gin bottle that had mysteriously gone missing from my hand. I carefully made my way upstairs, the smell of cooking eggs filled my nose, but I kept walking, I needed to get this gross layer off of me. Maybe a shower would help clear my mind. I had been dreaming about a woman in a pale blue dress, her body blood and weak, she reminded me of the victim that we were supposed to be looking for. I pushed through the door to the bathroom and started the water in the sink, splashing my face with the hot water. I grabbed a towel from the rack to dry my face, glancing in the mirror at myself to see the same woman from my dream standing behind me. I turned quickly but there was no one there, but when I looked back in the mirror she reached out for me, her mouth moving as if to utter the words 'help me' though there was an absence of sound. I turned again, still seeing nothing, I thought hard about it. Maybe the victim was reaching out to me from her world, she found a way to cross the threshold, maybe if I could get Akuma to see what I was seeing she would believe that this is a dream.
"Akuma!" I called from the bathroom, almost in a panicked voice. I heard her race up the stairs, calling my name fearfully.
"Dean, are you alright?" She pushed open the door, holding her stomach protectively.
"I'm fine. Well not really, look, I want you to see something." I looked into the mirror, still seeing the woman reaching for me through the glass. Akuma stood beside me, looking into the mirror where I was pointing. "Do you see her? The woman, our victim?" I asked and she peered up to me, her eyebrows furrowed, concern plastered on her face.
"Dean, sweetie, I don't see anything. Are you sure you're alright? I can call Mary if I need to." Akuma's voice was soft and worried as she took a step back from me, her eyes flicking back to the mirror before she met my gaze again.
"No, I told you I'm fine, but you're telling me that you don't see her?"
"Dean, you're scaring me. Are you having a midlife crisis or something? Is it work? I know that travelling has always been hard on you, but please, baby, if you're having problems you know you can talk to me." She reached out and touched my face gingerly and I grabbed her hand, realizing that she just called me baby. I backed away and swallowed hard, running a hand over my mouth.
"Baby? No, this isn't right. This," I gestured around us. "This isn't real. Akuma, it's all a dream. The djinn has us in some crazy dream world. You have to believe me. He need to find this thing and hunt it, like now. You're falling for its tricks." I was basically begging her to realize but with every word she looked more and more scared, like I had gone off the deep end of something terrifying.
"Dean, I'm calling Sam." I watched as Akuma backed up some more and spun, walking out of the bathroom. Her steps were a bit heavy on the stairs and I groaned, moving to the room to get changed into new clothes. I needed to get out of here and go hunt this thing down and kill it as soon as possible, or at least find a way to make this normal for myself so I could get Akuma back to reality before this thing killed her. After I changed I dug around the room for a silver blade, it would be easy enough to get lambs blood from somewhere else. When I couldn't find anything in the room I bolted downstairs, ducking into the dining room and stopping when I saw a china cabinet. I hesitated for a moment before bolting forward and pulling open the drawer, smiling when I found the silverware. I grabbed a knife and turned, moving to grab my keys but stopped hard in my tracks when I saw Akuma standing there, her hands on her hips. "What are you doing?"
"Fixing everything." I grumbled, feeling a wave of annoyance wash over me. I had no idea how she fell for this stupid illusion so fast. I needed her help but here she was convinced she was human and that this whole crazy world is actually her world. "Let me past please."
"You're not leaving… at least not until Sam gets here." She moved forward slowly, her voice was calm even though it was suspicious. I knew that in this stupid world I was an ex alcoholic and she was an ex junkie, but honestly they didn't have any faith in this version of me. I hated it, I hated that Sam hated me and that they all thought I was crazy and I had no idea how anyone would actually believe this is true, no matter how nice some parts of it seemed. It just wasn't worth it.
"Fine." I rocked back on my heels as I spoke, relaxing as I heard the door open. They didn't take long at all which meant that I could leave soon. "Perfect. They're here. Can I go now?"
"We're coming with you." Sam said as he walked up behind Akuma, his posture rigid and his face set in stone. I bit back a groan of annoyance and plastered a smile on my face. Alice had tagged along and looked pretty worried as well, they all looked as if they were just going to try and entertain me before locking me up. I huffed and just nodded, not wanting to waste time arguing with them.
"Dean you should just sleep. Let this go." Akuma's voice was getting harder now, the tone that usually meant she got her way, but it wasn't happening while we were in this place. I rubbed my eyes and looked over her shoulder, swallowing when I saw the woman in the white dress again, her face more pale than before.
"No. We have to go, either come with me or leave me alone." I moved past them and shoved my feet into some shoes, grabbing my keys from the hanger and stepping outside, only stopping to wait in the car. Once they were all in I started baby and took off, making a quick stop at a butchers and returning with lamb's blood before taking off again.
"What's in the bag Dean?" Sam asked rom the passenger seat. I turned to look at him and gestured to the knives on the seat.
"Dip those in that would ya?" I asked, ignoring his question and turning my gaze back to the road. I heard a short gasp following the crumpling of the paper bag.
"Dean what the hell?!" This time it was Alice and I rolled my eyes, taking a turn off that should lead to the warehouse that the djinn would have been in.
"I'm calling mom." Sam's voice was dark and I could see him pull his phone out from the corner of my eye. I sighed and rolled down the window, turning my gaze to the side long enough to grab the phone, give him a short smile, and toss the phone out of the window. I ignored their yelling and pulled to a stop a few minutes later outside of the warehouse. I shot them all a look that told them to shut up as I pulled open the jar and dipped a couple of knives in it, watching as it dried.
"You guys can stay in here but I'm going inside." I wasted no time in closing the jar and getting out of the car, storming towards the warehouse, sucking in a breath when I saw the woman again. This entire situation was fucked, the place was empty and it looked like it was actually an abandoned warehouse. I slowed to a stop after searching around and swore loudly, jumping when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"See there is nothing here?" Akuma's voice was soothing but it made a shiver run down my spine. I hadn't heard any of them get out of the car, hadn't heard any of them walking behind me either.
"Dean, come on man. Let's get you to the hospital maybe you have a tumor or something." Sam's voice was less harsh than before as I turned around and faced all of them. They had strange looks on their face.
"No, I'm right I know I am. This isn't real." I tried, worried that Alice and Sam were here as well, all trapped in this stupid false fantasy world.
"Dean you're really scaring me. Please come home and stay with me. Your baby needs you." Akuma's hand dropped to her stomach and her eyes got a bit dark, like she was getting pissed off. I took a step back and groaned in frustration, running a hand through my hair.
"No. Akuma, you have to wake up. This isn't real. You're not pregnant, we're not married, and you're not human." Akuma stared hard at me and tears slowly filled her eyes before spilling over, her free hand pressing to her mouth. She stepped back and Alice wrapped an arm protectively around her, hitting me with a death glare.
"Dean that is enough. Let's go, I came to help you but this, this is too far. We are leaving." Sam was on the verge of yelling now and I used my free hand to keep him away from me as he tried to move forward.
"I said no! If you don't believe me than I'll prove it!"
"Prove what? That you're a psycho?!" I glared at my brother and dropped my gaze to the sharp silver knife in my hand, swallowing hard and lifting it slightly before digging it deep into my gut.
"DEAN! NOOOOOOO!" Akuma's scream filled my ears as everything started shaking and my knees his the ground a shattering noise sounding before everything went black.
The pain faded as I woke up, groaning slightly as I opened my eyes, tugging at the ropes that held me. My wrists were already slick with blood and it seemed that I might be able to get out. Though I froze when Akuma's scream ripped through the room, piercing my ears. I turned my head to look at her, a lump forming in my throat as her eyes opened, tears staining her face. I could feel tears on my face as well, I had wanted everything to stay real and I felt like I had lost my mother all over again, not to mention a normal life, but Akuma looked more broken than I felt. She was in her perfect world and I just took that from her, guilt quickly filled my stomach and tightened in my chest. I was about to say something to her when Sam and Alice burst into the room, both of them looking panicked. When I looked back at Akuma she had her eyes closed and head down, though her breathing was irregular and her shoulders were shaking slightly, telling me that she hadn't fallen back into the dream world. "Sam!" I called, turning to them as he stepped in front of me, cutting me down and supporting me when I hit the ground. "You need to help Akuma." I muttered, pulling away from my brother and steadying myself as he nodded and moved to cut her down, catching her when her knees gave out.
"What happened?" Sam asked, letting Alice take Akuma from him. They both shifted and sat on the ground, Alice holding Akuma and stroking her hair while she cried.
"It doesn't matter… where's the djinn?" I demanded, looking around the room. It was only one part of the warehouse but it was crowded. "Did you bring more weapons? And we need to help the other victim. I think she's still alive."
"I... don't know. But the other girl she's not too far away." I nodded and looked around. "We need to find the djinn first and kill it." I demanded, holding out my hand for the blade Sam held in his hand, ready to go find the thing and kill it for putting me through that, but more for putting Akuma through that. I still wasn't sure how her mom died but it was painful for her, and so was losing her father again and having everything she wanted. I missed my mom but a world where I wasn't close to Sammy wasn't perfect at all.
"Don't worry about the djinn. I'll catch the fucker." Akuma's voice was low and rough as she pulled away from Alice and stood up, holding a blade that Alice seemed to have given her. "I'm going to take it down just get the other girl out and I'll meet you outside. She slowly lifted her head and I swallowed hard when I noticed that her eyes were black with a small swirl of yellow creeping in. She no longer looked broken, she looked completely pissed.
"Yeah... alright." I muttered, looking at Alice hesitate and exchange a hard look with her sister before finally nodding and following Sam out of the room. I watched her for a moment longer before I followed them to the girl, checking her pulse and relaxing when I felt a light beat against my fingertips. Sam cut her down and we carried her out, setting her in the backseat of baby.
"What happened?" Alice asked after a few moments of silence, her green eyes bright in the fading light. "Akuma hasn't gotten that pissed after everything that has happened since the hospital and she's had every right to."
"The… the djinn. It knocked us out and put us in a world that seemed like it would be amazing… um... my mom… my mom was alive... And so was hers and... Your dad. Your dad and her mom were married and uh Akuma… she was… we were... married. And she was uh..." I took a moment and sucked in a breath. I didn't want to talk about it right now but I didn't want Akuma to have to explain it later. "She was pregnant. She got… she fell for it. She got sucked into the dream and the only way I could get the both of us out of it was by killing myself." I muttered, taking in Sam's shocked face and Alice's pale, shocked, and scared face.
"Why didn't you fall for it?" Sam asked, meeting my eyes for a moment before I looked away again, running my hand through my hair.
"The both of us weren't on the best terms. You basically hated me. I couldn't believe that." I muttered, running my tongue over my lips and looking back at Alice. Her lips were pressed in a thin line and she looked worried.
"Well she's going to have fun killing that thing then." Alice finally spoke, her voice strained as she stared at the doors before turning back to us. "You guys should bring her to the hospital. I can wait for Akuma here." She didn't really leave room for argument, though I wanted to make sure Akuma came out alive before I left. I was about to open my mouth and say something to Alice when the door was thrown open and Akuma stepped out, blood splattered over her arms and clothes.
"It's dead." She announced, moving closer. Her eyes were blue again, though they were dark and her pupils were still dilated, but none of the blood on her was her own. "Let's leave. You guys should take the other victim to the hospital. Keys please Alice. I'm fine to drive." She sounded kind of rushed and like she didn't want to slow down, but no one fought with her and so Alice handed her the keys and we got into our separate vehicles. I knew that this was going to bother Akuma for the next while, and I knew that she would want her alone time to cope with what had happened.