Carry On Home

Chapter 8

"Guys, I came as quickly as I could, what's wrong?" Cas asked as he came down the stairs and looked around at three concerned faces.

"We might have a problem but we can't find anything in the lore to confirm what we're looking for and hope you can answer the question," Sam said as Cas took a seat around the table.

"What's wrong and where's Abby?" Cas asked noticing Abby wasn't anywhere around.

"That's the problem Cas; we think that Abby might have inherited some of Sam's abilities due to the demon blood. Is that even possible? Dean asked bluntly, "Don't worry Abby is in her room playing at the moment right now," He added.

"I'm not for sure. Most that have had demon blood in them were eliminated a long time ago. I believe Sam and one other person are the only ones to have survived the mass slaughter of humans picked for demon occupation," Cas answered his forehead crumpled in concern and frustration on how to help.

"Just great so we're on our own for the most part and have no clue if this kiddo's inherited Sam's problems," Dean said picking up his beer and taking a swig before continuing, "So for now we just keep tabs on little britches and find something to help her sleep a little better at night," He finished.

Everyone nodded and began pulling books and other things toward them to start the research when a small voice made all of them jump, "Daddy can I go outside and play? I'm bored playing in my room."

Sam turned and got up, coming to stoop before Abby, "Sure sweetheart. Why don't you and I take a walk and get some air and let the others keep working here." He took her hand and gently led her up the stairs and out the bunker door.

Once outside the little girl's energy bubbled over as she began exploring the woods around the bunker jumping over fallen logs and larger rocks going from flower to flower, "Daddy, come look at this pretty flower," Abby called over her shoulder as a group of purple flowers caught her attention and she stopped to pick one or two.

"Abby be careful honey," Sam said as he caught up with her. He smiled realizing that she was so energetic that it would take all of them to keep her from just bouncing from one place to the other.

Abby ran ahead a few more feet stopping to look at the cross trying to read the faded name on it, "Daddy look what I found," Abby turned calling Sam over, "Who is this that's buried here?" Abby asked laying the flowers that she'd been gathering by the cross.

Sam came over realizing she'd found the spot where'd they'd salted and burned Charlie then spread her ashes leaving a cross there, "This was a friend of ours that died helping me to save your Uncle Dean," He answered solemnly. He pulled the taller weeds away from the cross.

Abby looked up at her father, "Daddy why are you sad?" she asked hugging him.

Sam sighed seeing Charlie's grave only reminded him of the mistake he had made, "I didn't save Charlie and keep her safe and she was killed by people that wanted something I had. Don't worry Lil bug I'll be alright," He answered picking her up and starting back toward the bunker.

"Wait daddy I want to pick more flowers for grandma since I gave Charlie those flowers," Abby said as Sam let her down and she began the process of picking flowers all the way back to the bunker. Once they were close enough Sam halted the flower picking.

"Come on Abby time to go see what trouble Uncle Dean and Uncle Cas have given to your grandma," He called as the little girl ran to the door and waited for Sam to open it for her.

Once they were inside she flew down the stairs and stopped by Mary, "Grandma I got these for you," Abby said laying the flowers on top of the book that Mary was reading.

"Ahh they're beautiful sweetie," Mary said picking up the flowers then turning to give the little girl a hug. The other two looked up and smiled at the conversation between Mary and Abby.

"Uncle Dean and Uncle Cas I got to visit Charlie's grave. I think it made daddy sad a little bit so you had better been good for grandma," Abby said giving Dean and Cas who were side by side a look.

Dean looked at Sam and smiled a bit knowing his brother still blamed himself for Charlie and remembering when he was so pissed at him for it. Time had healed that between them and he knew Sam was only helping but still, Sam felt responsible for Charlie, "Don't worry kiddo we've been good. How about you and I take grandma's flowers and find something to put them in and give them some water and let daddy have a chance to talk with grandma and Uncle Cas," Dean said taking the flowers from Mary and getting Abby to follow him into the kitchen area.

Sam sighed and took Dean's seat next to Cas, "So how's the research going?" he asked noticing both Mary and Cas giving him the exact same look. "I'm fine it just took me by surprise seeing Charlie's grave again."

"Sam, your brother told me about Charlie and you can't blame yourself forever. I don't think that young lady would want you to," Mary said putting her hand on top of his.

"Your mother is right. Charlie knew there were risks and she was willing to take them in order for us to have Dean back to normal. She wouldn't want you beating yourself up over her death," Cas added in.

Sam nodded, "I know you're right I just wish that things hadn't gone as far as they did and on top of it all I do miss Charlie being around."

"That's part of learning to cope honey. She's better off now than she was just knowing that she was able to give you back your brother. I'm sure if the need ever arose she'd give you a way to contact her if you need her help." Mary answered as she pushed something toward Sam, "Here let me show you what we have found although it's not a lot to go on but maybe this will help Abby to rest a bit better."