Technicolour Life is the continuation of Back In Black, fallowing the life of Megan O'Connor, a werewolf and a hunter. Please read the other story to get a feel of her, but you can just pick it up from here if your lazy like me :P

Well here we go all over again...


Sympathy For The Devil

The Road So Far...

Five seconds?" Jon asked tapping my shoulder. "You have twenty."

"What?" I asked and Jon pointed over to the other side of the white light. I looked and Dean was looking directly at me. He had to be. "Can he... see me?"

"Yes and the clock is ticking, just don't tell anyone I did this." Jon said "Rule is I need to keep hold of you for him to see you, so you can't go over there and hug him. But talk. Fast."

"Thank you." I said as tears rolled down my cheeks. I turned to face Dean and he was crying too. "Dean, Dean I never got chance to say it when we were alive. God I wanted to say it so much for so long. Don't be mad at Sammy, he thought he was doing right."

"Five second here." Jon chimed in.

"Right, yeah." I turned back to Dean. "Dean, I lov-" Everything went a bright white.

"Oh Fu-"
"Language!" Jon interrupted.

Now...

The light was blinding, truly blinding... and really annoying. Once the light past I looked around at heaven and found Jon stood in front of me looking confused.

"What's going on?" I asked confused. We were in a park, somewhere, and to add to the confusion my body was laying on the ground with us. "Is that?" I asked walking over to my body, I tried to kick my body but my foot just went through it.

"Yeah... did, did you do this?" Jon asked looking around confused. It was good to know I wasn't the only freaked by our surroundings.

"Me? Come on I may be a werewolf, but I can't do this..." I said turning to face Jon, he had his head tilted and was listening to something. Something I couldn't hear. "What's-"

"Ssh!" Jon said waving a hand in my direction. I pulled a face and shook my head turning back to look at my body. I had taken one hell of a beating and my body showed it. Cuts and bruises decorated my lifeless body, Sam was so strong... so damn strong... I couldn't stop him. I couldn't stop the apocalypse and now... now I was dead, not to mention how much it sucked not being able to tell Dean how I felt. My brain clicked. Did he get out? Did they get out of the church? Are they ok, are they alive? My heart started to race as I walked up to Jon who was still listening to something.

"Yes, yes I understand, but this is- No. No I would never question anything, I just. Oh you did?" Jon looked like he was busted for something. "She was going to die anyway, no I know... yes sir. Yes. I will." Jon ranted to himself as I reached him.

"Is Dean and Sam alive?" I asked grabbing his shoulder. Jon looked away for a second thinking about the question, I think.

"Yes. Alive and well." Jon replied. "Now... um... yes. Seems like we are in a bit of a mess here..." I sighed and smiled. Thank you God...

"Mess? I'm dead, take me to Valhalla or wherever the hell I'm meant to end up and it's job done." I said plainly clapping my hands together, relieved that the boys had gotten out alive.

"I'd like to say it's that simple, but honestly Megan when has it ever been simple with you?" Jon asked sighing.

"I like to be memorable. You'll never forget me, but you'll miss me when I'm gone." I joked. "So what's the deal?"

"Yeah... the deal. I need to take your werewolf side from you, like we said. Only..." Jon said waving his hand trying to find the words.

"Only?" I prompted him.

"Well, you might not like this, but..." Jon took a deep breath and walked towards me. "I... management decided... you cant die yet... your still needed... you know... for... the... thingy."

"Thingy?" I asked getting mad.

"You know, the A word." Jon said skating over the issue of the apocalypse.

"Screw that! I have lived longer than expected, I am not doing this shit any longer. I died a good death, trying to save this world I might add! I did my good deed baby sitting Dean. So now I want my death and a nice peaceful after life I earned!" I said getting mad and walking away from Jon.

"I can't do that." He said and spun on my heels and turned to face him.

"Send me to heaven!" I demanded. I never knew it was so hard to die.

"If I do, they'll just send you back down here, and the ride isn't as comfy from up there." Jon said plainly as he walked up to me. We were both stood next to my body now.

"Send me to heaven or go. Let me be a frigging ghost, but I am not, no way," I turned my back on Jon and walked off. "No how going back!"

"Sorry." Jon said touching my shoulder from behind.

"Son of a bitch!" I cursed as I fell to the floor.


The next thing I knew I was waking in a hospital bed, I was getting sick of waking in them. I groaned and held my head as I looked around the room I was in. There was nothing special about the room, but I could see a coat on the chair next to my bed. I started to sit up but my stomach ached. I hate reapers, I hate death, I hate being forced back into my body and I hate-

"Chuck?" I asked confused as he walked into the room holding a small cup of coffee. He gave me a small smile and nodded.

"Hey Megan, how are you feeling?" He asked closing the door and taking the seat next to my bed.

"Confused. Dude what the hell is going on? How'd you know where.. where ever this is?" I asked taking a deep breath and feeling my whole body ache.

"Well.. um.. you've missed a lot in your little time out." Chuck said softly. "Don't worry though the boys are safe.. somewhere. I'm not sure where. But I know they're alive, they came to see me. Cass... he... he died. It was a big explosion... I had a tooth in my hair... and I think I may have had my mouth open... oh god... I ate a piece of Castiel..." Chuck said going into one of his little rants.

"Chuck, Chuck what's going on? How did you know I was alive?" I asked bringing him back to the conversation.

"Oh sorry. Yeah... well the apocalypse is happening, Lucifer is looking for his vessel and the angels need Dean to work with them, only Dean is pissed. Really pissed. Like as mad as I've seen him. And Sam, Sam is riddled with guilt. He hasn't told Dean he killed you yet... which is a good thing, because I think if he did... well I think Dean would kill him." Chuck said and looked up at me.

"Vessel? Do you mean like... person?" I asked confused.

"Yes." Chuck said plainly and took a sip of his coffee. "The boys think you're dead. I got a vision of you after they left and decided I'd come get you back to them. And tell you why you're here."

"You know why they sent me back?" I asked taking a deep breath.

"I saw it. You are the glue. The boys are broken and they need you to fix them again." Chuck said standing up and producing a back pack.

"How can I fix them?" I asked confused.

"Just being there. Now we need to hurry or the angels will find you, and trust me, Zach would not like to see you any time soon." Chuck said passing me the back pack.


Chuck brought me some clothes to change into and had arranged for me to check out of the hospital. I opened the bag and thankfully Chuck brought me some cargo pants, a black top and a grey zip up hooded jacket. I was more then willing to get back to Dean and Sam. Chuck drove me back to his house. Inside was a mess, a really bug war zone mess, not his usual type of mess. There was blood everywhere.

"Is... is this..." I asked looking at some splatter on the wall. How could they kill Cass...why?

"Yeah that's Cass the poor bastard." Chuck said and raced over to his laptop where he started to type.

"Chuck?" I asked walking over to him.

"Stay out of shot. I'm getting you some help to reach the boys." Chuck said and suddenly a girls voice started to talk. I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh... my god, you.. your.." The voice said.

"Carver Edlund." Chuck said plainly. "Yeah, hi Becky."

"You got my letters, and my marzipan!" Becky said. By her voice I could tell she was a fan girl... a big time fan girl.

"Yeah.. yeah." Chuck said glancing at me. "Yummy but um.."

"I am your number one fan." Becky said plainly. I rolled my eyes. "You know, I'm SamLicker81."

"I'm sorry your, your what?" Chuck asked as we were both confused.

"Web mistress at ." Becky explained.

"Huh, oh yeah, your my number one fan. That's why I contacted you, your the only one who will believe me." Chuck said to this girl.

"Are you all right?" Becky asked as Chuck looked up.

"Trouble?" I asked softly.

"No. No. I'm being watched. Well not now, least I don't think so...but I don't have much time. I need your help." Chuck plead to his cyber buddy.

"You need my help?" Becky said getting excited.

"That's right." Chuck said plainly. "I need you to get a message to Sam and Dean, ok?"

"Look Mr Edlund," Becky sighed heavily. "Yes I'm a fan, but I really don't appreciate being mocked. I know Supernatural is just a book ok? I know the difference between fantasy and reality." Becky said plainly.

"Becky it's all real." Chuck said plainly.

"I knew it!" She cried. I rolled my eyes again.


Chuck gave Becky the details of the message and then gave her a rendezvous point to meet me at. Becky wasn't so excited I was tagging along, but like Chuck said. It was going to be the only way to get me to the boys without the angels knowing. The whole ride to the motel all I got from Becky was how hot Sam was, how emotional Sam was, how she never met any guy like Sam, Sam, Sam Sam. If only you knew the half of it...I thought as we walked down a back alley to this dump of a motel.

"So how do you know the brothers?" Becky asked in her chipper voice, she was really excited to meet Sam.

"I hunted with them." I replied plainly.

"But your not in the books." She said as we walked down the steps to the motel rooms.

"He hasn't wrote them yet..." I said dryly as we reached the number Chuck gave us. Becky raced me to the door and knocked. Before I reached her the door opened and Becky stood there looking speechless.

"You ok lady?" I herd Sam ask. I smiled to myself out how freaked he must have looked.

"Sam is it really you?" She asked and walked into the room. I reached the door as I saw Becky put her hand on Sam's chest. "And your so firm."

"Do I know you?" Sam asked confused.

"No but I know you, your Sam Winchester, and your," Becky paused. "Not what I pictured." I smiled to myself I could imagine Dean's face.

"I'm Becky, and I've read all about you guys," She said walking in. "I've even wrote a few..." She got nervous. "Anyway Mr Edlund told me where you were."

"Chuck?" I herd Dean's voice and my heart raced a little. Sam went to close the door when I stood there. His face went pail, he looked like he was about to hurl.

"Hey Sam." I said softly and walked in. Dean's eye's widened and he looked at me worried.

"Is, is everything ok? Mr Edlund told me you'd know her." Becky said looking at Sam with puppy dog eyes.

"Yeah Becky, they're just a little shocked to see me, give them the message." I said plainly and stood next to her. Dean glanced to Sam and they exchanged a look. I knew they wouldn't do anything with Becky in the room.

"Ok, well he's being watched by angels. Nice change up on the mythology by the way. The demon stuff was getting kind of old." Becky said ranting.

"Right, but um what's the message?" Sam asked Becky. I felt Dean's eye's on me and when I glanced he was watching me. I gave him a small smile and he just raised an eyebrow before looking back at Becky.

"He had a vision," She closed her eyes. "The Michael sword is on earth, the angels lost it."

"The Michael sword?" Dean asked.

"Becky does he know where it is?" Sam asked.

"In a castle, on a hill made of forty-two dogs." Becky said giving Sam lust full looks.

"Forty-two dogs?" Dean asked unconvinced.

"Are you sure, you got that right?" Sam asked.

"It doesn't make sense. But that's what he said." Becky said walking closer to Sam. She reached out and touched his chest again. "I memorized every word, for you."

"Um.. Becky..um can you quit touching me?" Sam asked getting really uncomfortable. I was trying my best to hide a smile and giggle.

"No." She said rubbing his chest.

"Becky?" I asked walking over to her.

"Hmm?" She said with her eye's closed.

"Becky, you need to get back and tell Chuck I got here safe. Like now." I said putting my hand on Beckys shoulder, Sam gave me a smile of graitude. Becky opened her eyes and huffed.

"Ok," She turned to Sam. "But I'll be back." She said as I pushed her out of the door. I herd Sam sigh hard as the door closed. When I turned back round I was faced with two guns.


"Just what are you and how did you find us?" Dean asked as he walked up to Sam's side.

"I'm... me." I said confused "And Chuck knew how to find you. He was in the hospital when I woke up." I said plainly.

"You died..." Sam said softly still holding the gun up to me. Looking into his eye's I could see the guilt he was carrying around with him. I felt bad for him, but glad I could lighten that load a little by actually being alive.

"Yeah." I said plainly putting my hands into my jeans pockets. "And I was ready to die."

"How'd you get back then?" Dean asked glaring at me. He thought I was a demon.

"Honestly got no clue. One minute I'm in a pile dying in St Mary's next thing I know, bam, I'm in hospital and Chuck's there." I said. "He told me you guys still needed help, that it was some great powers idea to put me back in the game. Then he told me to come meet you."

"How do we know your not a demon?" Dean asked still glaring at me.

"Check." I said putting my arm by my side. Sam moved and grabbed a flask of holy water and threw it on my face. "Do I pass?" I asked wiping away the water.

"Megan... your alive." Sam said putting his gun away and pulling me into a hug. I hugged back. Even though he killed me, it wasn't really Sam. The person hugging me was the real Sam. Dean put his gun down but wasn't looking too pleased. I pulled out of the hug and smiled to Sam.

"So how'd you guys get out of there?" I asked more talking to Sam then Dean.

"We've... we don't know. We think the angels snatched us." Sam explained.

"Wow angels being nice... it really must be the apocalypse." I joked.

"Yeah..." Sam said trailing off.

"So, what do you guys know?" I asked trying to change the topic.

"Well Ruby's dead, Lucifer is free and the angels think Dean will stop him with the aid of the Michael sword." Sam explained as Dean sat back down on the bed. I walked over to the table and sat next to Sam. But I was watching Dean the whole time.

"Do you guy's know where it is?" I asked plainly.

"Nope." Dean said plainly sounding pissed.

"I mean Becky's message was vague.. it could be anywhere..." Sam added.

"True. But if Dean's meant to us it... maybe you'll know it when you see it." I suggested. I was sat watching Dean and he was looking back at me.

"We should get Bobby over, he might be able to help." Sam said plainly. "And I'll make that call outside..." Sam said getting up and walking out of the room.


We sat there a few minutes just staring at each other. What is he thinking? Why is he so pissed at me? Is it because I stopped him from getting into the church in time? I took a deep breath and looked away, his green eyes were drilling into my soul.

"You..um.." Dean said clearing his throat.

"Pardon?" I asked turning to look at him.

"Nothing." He said and looked to the bed.

"I'm glad your safe." I said softly and Dean looked up. "That your both safe."

"Yeah... lucky us." Dean said sarcastically.

"Dean," I started to say but couldn't finish my sentence. It was like we were a couple of teenagers rather than hunters... but then again we were hunters in love.

"So you think the angels sent you back to us?" Dean asked standing up from the bed and walking over to me.

"Could be." I said standing up. When I stood up I was inches away from Dean. I looked up into his eyes. He looked sceptical and worried, angry and alone. I gave him a sad smile.

"I... I thought... I thought I lost you." Dean said looking down into my eyes, putting his hand on my cheek.

"For a second there, you did." I said softly with a little smile.

"Did you really mean it when you said you were ready to die?" Dean asked softly giving me the puppy dog treatment, and moving his hand away from my face. Did I mean it? I wanted to be with you, I really did, I would have given anything for that... but then you called me... you said it and now... now...

"Yeah." I said softly and took a step back from him.

"What about us?" Dean asked locking eyes with me again. I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to jump on him and declare my love and well you get the picture. Only, something stopped me...monster his voice rang in my head over and over again.

"There is no us. Last time we met, I knocked you out, and the time before you called me a monster... what else is there to say?" I asked plainly. Before he could answer Sam walked back in putting his phone away.


We sat around and waited for Bobby to show. No one really talked which wasn't such a surprise as no one really felt like talking. I was sat at the table near Sam when there was a knock on the door. Dean got up to answer it and Bobby was stood there.

"Bobby." Dean said softly and pulled him into a hug.

"Good to see you boys-" Bobby said and stopped when he saw me sat there. "I wasn't expecting this!" Bobby said smiling and walked up to me and Sam.

"I like to be a surprise." I joked as we hugged. Then he hugged Sam. Sam was happy to see Bobby.

"You weren't fallowed were you?" Dean asked after he closed the door.

"You mean, angels, demons, or," Bobby turned to Sam. "Sam's new super fan?"

"You herd?" Sam said laughing.

"I herd Romeo. So? Sword of Michael huh?" Bobby asked turning to Dean.

"You think we are talking about the actual sword from the actual Arch-Angel?" Dean asked.

"You better frigging hope so." Bobby said and pulled a book out for us to look at. "That's Michael, toughest son of a bitch they got." Bobby said pointing to the picture.

"You kidding me tough? Guy looks like Cate Blanchette." Dean pipped up looking at the pictures. I laughed.

"Well I wouldn't want to meet him in a dark alley, believe me. He commands the heavenly host, during the last big dust up upstairs he was the one to boot Lucifer's ass to the basement. And he did it with that sword. So if we can find it..." Bobby explained.

"We can kick the devils ass all over again." Sam said finishing Bobby's sentence. "Alright, so where do we start?"

"Deviey up and start reading. Try and make sense of Chuck's non-sense." Bobby said. Sam got up and walked to the pile of books. He was taking deep breaths and looked like he wanted to say something. I sat at the table and grabbed a book away from Bobby. "Kid, you alright?" Bobby asked looking at Sam. I put the book down and looked to Sam too.

"No actually," He said facing us, he looked like he was about to cry. "Bobby this is all my fault. I'm sorry." Sam started to explained.

"Sam." Dean said putting a book down and getting annoyed at Sam who kept talking.

"Lilith did not break the final seal, Lilith was the final seal." Sam sighed out.

"Sam stop it." Dean said seriously.

"I killed her... and I set Lucifer free." Sam said still looking at Bobby.

"You what?" Bobby asked in shock.

"You guys warned me bout Ruby, the demon blood, but I didn't listen. I brought this on." Sam said pouring his heart out to us. Bobby got up and walked over to Sam.

"You're damn right you didn't listen," Bobby said and I stood up. I went and stood next to Dean who looked at me with a sad expression. He had been trying to save Sam from this. "You were reckless, and selfish and arrogant."

"I'm sorry." Sam said as tears started to form in his eyes.

"Oh yeah?" Bobby said getting in Sam's face. "You're sorry you started Armageddon! Thins kind of thing don't get forgiven boy. If by some miracle we pull this off, I want you to loose my number, you understand me?" Bobby asked. Sam just nodded.

"There's an old church near by, maybe I'll go read some of the lore books there." Sam said nearly in tears.

"Yeah, you do that." Bobby said plainly. Sam walked out of the door and Bobby turned to us.

"What's gotten into you?" I asked walking over to Bobby.

"Megan stay out of it." I herd Dean said from the side of me.

"What's it to do with you girl?" Bobby asked coldly.

"Nothing much, just your like a bloody dad to him. He needed you to understand, understand he was wrong and he's sorry." I said getting mad.

"Sorry? Oh well that makes it all better now doesn't it?" Bobby said sarcastically.

"No, but at least he had the ball's to tell you." I said and turned to Dean. "You agree with Bobby?" I asked.

"Megan, just stay out of it." Dean said again walking over to me.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it's family stuff and you ain't family." Bobby snapped at me.

"Fine. I'll be in the church with Sam." I said plainly and walked out trying to find Sam.


I walked around until I found the church and sure enough sat at a pew was Sam. I walked in and he turned to see who it was, I gave him a sad smile and in return he smiled back.

"Hey, you ok?" I asked walking up to him and sitting down next to him.

"Yeah I guess..." Sam said trailing off.

"He didn't mean it, he's just in shock." I lied.

"He meant it. I deserve it, I deserve much more." Sam said softly.

"Well beating yourself up over it, isn't going to help much. You need to get on your feet and fight back." I said softly. Sam turned to me with tears in his eyes.

"I.. I killed you..." Sam let the words escape his lips before a tear fell. "I remember, I thought a demon was in you... when I looked your eyes were black..." Another tear fell.

"Sam, I..." I struggled for words so I pulled him into a hug. "The past is the past, the future is uncertain but today is a gift that's why its called the present."

"What?" Sam asked pulling out of the hug.

"I dunno, it's from Kung Fu Panda, always makes me feel better." I said and we laughed a little. "Look, we all make mistakes, some bigger than others, but what we all should remember to do is learn from them. For example, I now know never to share a car with Dean after he's had Chilli, or swap tapes over in the Impala when no one's looking, because I never knew your brother knew all the words to Barbie Girl..." I said making him laugh a little more.

"Thanks Megan, I really don't deserve you making me feel better." Sam said softly looking at me. I grabbed his hand.

"Sam, we are all carrying too much guilt right now, crucifying yourself over this wont help. I know it's hard, but you need to try and get past this, to work on how to stop it." I squeezed his hand a little and let go.

"I know, I... it's just going to take time." Sam said looking at me. "Hey mind just giving me some space? I need to clear my head."

"No worries, I'll just go back and get my head handed to me by Bobby." I joked standing up.

"What happened?" Sam asked.

"Nothing I can't handle. See you later." I said softly and walked off.


I got back in the room, grabbed a few books and sat on the bed away from Dean and Bobby reading. I called them both jackass's under my breath as I grabbed the books, Dean looked up from his book and gave me a small sly smile. I wanted to punch both of them, but I knew it wouldn't help, so instead I gave them the silent treatment. A woman's best weapon. I was sat reading when Bobby piped up.

"I never would have guessed your daddy was right." He said breaking the silence.

"Bout what?" Dean asked idly.

"About your brother. What John said, you save Sam or kill him. Maybe..." Bobby trailed off and I looked up.

"Maybe what?" Dean asked.

"Maybe we shouldn't have tried so hard to save him." Bobby said.

"Bobby." Dean sighed.

"He ended the world Dean. And you and I weren't strong enough to stop him proper. That's on us. I'm just saying, your dad was right." Bobby sighed.

"Dad." Dean said plainly. Dean got up and walked over to me, he reached inside his duffel bag and found a small plastic bag. "It's got to be in here somewhere."

"What are you talking about?" Bobby asked.

"Here." Dean said smiling. "I don't believe it. I do not believe it." He was holding a small card.

"What the hell is it?" Bobby asked as he walked over to us.

"It's card for my dad's lock up in up state New York. Read it." He said passing it to Bobby. I walked over to them.

"Castle storage 42 rover hill." Bobby read.

"Castle on a hill of 42 dogs!" Dean repeated Chuck's words.

"So you think your dad had the Michael sword all this time?" Bobby asked.

"I don't know, I'm not sure what else Chuck could have meant." Dean said plainly.


"Yeah, ok." Bobby said agreeing. "It's good enough for me." And suddenly Bobby upper cut Dean down over a railing and onto the floor.

"What the-" I said before he back handed me into the wall. My head smashed against it and it hurt like hell. Before I knew what was happening Bobby picked Dean up and kicked him into the wardrobe. I got to my feet and punched Bobby, he blocked it and grabbed me sending me into another wall. My head cracked open and I started to go a little dizzy. Bobby's eye's turned black and he punched me to the floor. He walked back over to Dean and held him up as the door opened and a woman and two guys walked in. One of the guys walked over to me and dragged me over to stand next to Dean.

"I always knew you were a big dumb slow pain in the ass Dean." The woman said walking in and looking at me confused. "But I never dreamt you were so V.I.P." She said walking over and picking up Ruby's knife off the side. "I mean your going to ice the devil? You? If I had known that I'd ripped off your pretty pretty face off a long time ago." She said trailing the knife over Dean's cheek.

"Ruby?" Dean said plainly.

"Try again, go back further." She said smiling.

"Meg?" Dean said and looked confused.

"Hi, these are the days of miracle and wonder Dean, our fathers among us, you know we are all dreaming again for the first time since we were human. It's heaven on earth, or hell." Meg said waving the knife around. "We really owe your brother a fruit basket."

"My god you like the sound of your own voice." Dean said plainly.

"But you on the other hand, your the only bump in the road. So every demon, every single one, is just dying for a piece of you." Meg said walking up to him.

"Get in line." Dean said smugly.

"Oh I'm in the front of the line baby, let's ride." She said moving closer and kissing him. I pulled on the demon holding me but I couldn't move.

"What is that, peanut butter?" Dean asked.

"Lady please kill me before the peep show starts... because that really would be hell on earth." I said sarcastically. Meg walked over to me and raised an eyebrow.

"And just who are you?" She asked holding the knife to my throat. I just kept looking into her eyes but saw out of the corner of my eye's Dean struggle. "Aww are you his new love?" Meg asked smiling at me.

"More like an old pain in the arse. But for you honey, I'd gladly be the hunter who rips you to bits." I said smiling. Meg lost her smile and slapped me hard across the face.

"Hey!" Dean shouted trying to pull away from Bobby. It stunk like hell but I just flipped my hair back off my face and watched as Meg walked over to Bobby.

"You know your sugar daddy's still awake, screaming in there, and I want him to know how it feels slicing the life out of you." Meg said passing Bobby the knife. Bobby took the knife and held it to Dean's throat backing him away.

"Bobby, Bobby," Dean said as he backed away.

"Bobby, don't!" I said but Meg walked over to me and slapped me across the face again.

"Bobby no!" Dean said trying to hold him off.

"Now!" Meg ordered and Bobby turned to cut Dean's throat. He brought the knife back high in the air.

"Bobby no." Dean said trying to protect himself any way he could.

"Stop it Bobby!" I called out as Bobby seem to stop. The knife was in the air. He pulled back on the knife and plunged it into himself. Killing the demon inside. Instantly Dean started to beat down on Meg and the other demon while I started to fight the one I had. Dean was getting beat up by his demon and so was I.

"No!" I herd Sam shout before I saw Meg hit him with a phone.

"Hey Sammy, you miss me? Cos I sure missed you." She said as he fell to the wall. Everyone was getting there arse's handed to them, including me. I was blocking but I wasn't fast enough to attack. I tried to crack my neck but nothing happened. What? Where's my wolf side? What's wrong with me? I kept blocking as the demon laid more punches on me. Dean managed to get to Ruby's knife and stabbed his demon. The Meg and the demon in front of me saw and escaped from the people they were ridding.


We grabbed Bobby and got him to the emergency room. Sam and Dean carried him in as I fallowed behind.

"What happened?" A nurse asked us as we walked him in.

"He was stabbed." Dean shouted.

"We need a gurny." The nurse shouted and one appeared.

"Hold in Bobby, you going to be ok." Sam said as he laid him on it.

"You'll be ok Bobby." I said too.

"Just wait here." The nurse said as a medical crew carted Bobby away.

"We can't just leave him." Sam said worried for Bobby.

"Just don't move, I've got questions." The nurse said looking at us.

"Sammy we need to go." Dean said to Sam.

"No, no way Dean." Sam replied running a hand threw his hair.

"The demons herd where the sword is, we've got to get to it before they do, if we're not too late already." Dean said plainly. "Come on." Sam looked at me.

"I'll stay here, I'll call if anything changes, just hurry." I said and Dean gave me a small thank you smile. I just nodded and went in search of the nurse.

I spent most of the night answering all the questions the nurse had, then the police, and then the nurse again. By morning all I wanted to know if Bobby was ok. I was sat alone in the waiting room with nothing but time to think. Back in the game one day and you nearly get killed, Bobby gets stabbed and now... what is up with your powers? Where are they? I feel... empty. This is not right... I feel wrong being here, alive. I need Bobby to be ok, he has to be, he's the only person on the planet who might possibly be able to help me, and its a long shot he will know anything. Damn it! If I was myself I would of smelt the demon a mile off, he would never of had to stab himself... never end up in here...

"Mr Singer's family?" A doctor called from the waiting room and I stood up. He was wearing smocks so I guessed he came from Bobby's surgery. He walked up to me looking at his clip board. Let him be ok, God let him be ok, please...

"Is he ok?" I asked nervously.

"Yes, the surgery went as well as we could have hoped. There were several small bleeds to repair and some of his major blood vessels were damages, however we stopped all the bleeding." He paused. Why has he paused... what's wrong?

"But?" I asked knowing more was to come.

"Are you his daughter?" The doctor asked me, his face gave nothing away.

"He's my foster dad." I said and meant it, ever since I lost my dad Bobby had always been there for me. My eyes began to well up.

"Well I'm afraid the stabbing was deep, so deep it nicked his spine. Now I don't want to get too technical with you right now, but basically it is highly unlikely your father will walk ever again." The doctor said. I was in shock. I just nodded calmly. I did this to him... I should have had my powers, I should have been able to know...

"Can..can I see him?" I asked still in shock.

"Sure the nurses are taking him to his room as we speak. He wont be awake until morning." The doctor said and pointed me in the direction of Bobby's room. I was about to walk off when I herd someone call my name. I turned and Sam and Dean were heading towards me.

"Have you got any news?" Sam asked as we reached.

"He's ok, but they say he wont walk again..." I said still in shock. Sam wrapped his arms around me and we hugged. Everyone was in shock. "Did you get the sword?" I asked without thinking. Sam looked at Dean and he shook his head.


It took Bobby nearly all day to wake up, but when he did all three of us were sat around waiting for it. The doctor came in and explained his situation.

"Unlikely to walk again? Why you snot nose son of a bitch! Wait till I get out of this bed, I'll use my game leg to kick your frigging ass! Yeah you better run!" Bobby yelled scaring away the doctor. I smiled. That was Bobby for you, never trusting the doctors... "Can you believe that yarhoo?"

"Screw him, you'll be fine." Dean said plainly. The room fell silent for a second.

"So let me ask the million dollar question, what do we do now?" Sam asked leaning against the window next to me.

"Well we save as many as we can, for as long as we can I guess." Bobby said sounding defeated. "It's bad, whoever wins, heaven or hell, were boned."

"What if we win?" Dean asked and we all looked at him like he had gone nuts. "I'm serious, I mean screw the angels and the demons and their damn apocalypse. Hell they want to fight a war, they can find their own planet. This ones ours and I say they get the hell off it. We take them all on, we kill the devil, hell we kill Michael if we have to, but we do it our own damn selves." Dean said walking over to Bobby.

"And how are me suppose to do all this genius?" Bobby asked.

"I got no idea!" Dean admitted and I smiled. "But what I do have is a G.E.D, and a give them hell attitude and I'll figure it out." Bobby turned to me and Sam who were still by the window and we both shrugged our shoulders.

"Your a nine kinds of crazy boy." Bobby said turning back to Dean.

"It's been said." Dean said plainly. "Listen you stay on the mend, we'll see you in a bit."

"Take care and try not to kill the doctors...please." I joked kissing Bobby on the cheek.

"I'll try." Bobby said as me and Sam walked out. "Sam?" I kept walking to the hall where Dean was stood.


"So what happened back there, why didn't you use your powers?" Dean asked as we waited for Sam. I looked to the floor. They're gone... I'm human now.. yeah...

"I," I took a deep breath. "My bodies still pretty weak after what happened in the convent, I'm still healing from it." I lied to Dean, but I wasn't looking into his eyes.

"Well," I looked to Dean. "Just, take care of yourself."

"Dean," I took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. "I know things between us have changed... you think I'm a freak, and a backstabber. But..." I couldn't bring myself to tell him how I felt.

"Yeah things have changed." Dean said looking back into Bobby's room.

"Did you practice the speech for long?" I asked looking back too.

"That obvious?" He asked glancing back down at me. I put a hand on his arm and rubbed it.

"Only if you were expecting one..." I said as Sam walked out of the room.


We got outside and started to walk to the car.

"You know I was thinking, maybe we could go after the Colt?" Sam suggested.

"What's the Colt?" I asked as we walked.

"A gun that can kill demons." Dean said glancing at me. "Why what difference would that make?"

"Well we could use it on Lucifer, I mean you just said back there-" Sam started to say.

"I just said a bunch of crap for Bobby's benefit. I mean, I'll fight, I'll fight to the last man, but let's at least be honest. We don't stand a snow ball's chance and you know that." Dean explained to Sam as we stood by the Impala. "I mean hell, you of all people know that." Dean said walking to get in the car.

"Dean," Sam sighed and Dean turned to face us. "Is there something you want to say to me?" Dean took a deep breath.

"I tried Sammy," He said letting it out. "Man I really tried. But I just can't keep pretending everything's alright, because its not, and it's never going to be. You chose a demon, over your own brother, and look what happened."

"I would give anything, anything, to take it all back." Sam said honestly.

"I know you would, and I know how sorry you are, I do. But man, you were the one I depended on the most, and you let me down in ways that I cant even... I'm just, I'm having a hard time forgiving and forgetting here, you know?"

"What can I do?" Sam asked almost in tears.

"Honestly, nothing. I just don't... I don't ever think we can be what we were, you know? I just don't think I can trust you." Dean said and both me and Sam were shocked. Dean walked over to the Impala and got in.


So thats the first chapter of the new story, I hope you all liked it, please rate and review

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