Part Twenty Nine

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Sam gasped for air as he woke up. The Impala was hit pretty hard. "Dean, wake up" he said as he shook Dean. Dean finally woke up "What happened?" He said "Well, there's a truck right beside you" Sam said, making Dean look "Fuck" Dean said as he looked.

The truck backed up and then parked in the middle of the road. A woman opened the door and walked towards Dean with a knife, making both the boys nervous. Abby tied both of her parents up in chairs with her telekinesis. She couldn't even look at them, she didn't even want to be in the same house as them. She left as her parents screamed at her, she put on her helmet and drove away.

The woman bent over to look at Dean, it was Tasha. "Tasha?" Dean said in pain "I'm sorry Dean, but Abby's parents said that I'll get whatever I want" she said as she held up the knife close to his neck. Before she could move, Abby ran her over with her bike, causing Abby to fall off. She immediately got up, so did Tasha, Tasha held the knife up to Dean's neck.

"Abby, please, let me do this" Tasha said with tears "Get away from him, and you won't get hurt" "Your parents, they healed me, and in return, I can heal you, please, let me do this" Abby stepped closer to Tasha slowly with her hands a bit up "If you just drop the knife, no one will get hurt, not even you" "Please, let me do this! I have to!" Tasha was about to cut Dean's neck open, but Abby put her hand out and blasted Tasha with her powers.

Tasha fell back, dropping the knife beside her. Tasha tried to reach the knife, but Abby got on top of her, picking the knife up, holding it to her neck. Tasha was scared "Doesn't feel good, does it?" Abby said cold. Tasha punched Abby across the face, but Abby didn't even move, she just stabbed Tasha in the chest.

Tasha's mouth filled up with blood, "...I'm sorry Abby..." Tasha said, Abby leaned over to her ear, "I'm not" Abby said as Tasha took her last breath. Abby took the knife out of Tasha's chest and threw it into the woods. She then picked up Tasha's lifeless body and also threw it into the woods. She walked over to the Impala, "Hey Dean" She said with a smile "Hey beautiful" he said "Hi Sammy" "Hey Abby" "Let's get you two out of here, my house isn't that far" She said as she opened Dean's door.

Abby was repairing the car in her garage. Dean came in with an ice pack on his head, "Hey! How you doing?" Abby said setting her tools down "Sore, very sore" Dean said with a raspy voice "I'm sorry, how's Sam's hand?" "Broken, very broken" Dean said, making Abby giggle a bit. Abby set her hand on Dean's shoulder, "I think you'll feel fine tomorrow" she said "What makes you think that?" "Look in the mirror" she said as she walked back in her house.

Dean looked at the mirror in the garage. All of his bruises and cuts were gone. Abby healed him. Sam came running to Dean, Sam's hand wasn't broken anymore. Dean walked back into the house, "How did you do that?" Dean asked Abby as he walked towards her "Do what?" She asked "Heal us" "A magician never reveals her secret" she said as she walked to her bedroom to change.

Dean didn't follow her, he didn't know if they were okay. "Are you coming?" Abby asked before she opened her door. Dean's eyes shot up, of course he was coming. He ran to her and opened the door, then shut it behind them, then locked it.

Abby was already in her underwear and bra, she didn't smell nice at all. She walked to her bathroom, then started the shower. She took her underwear and bra off them hopped into the shower as the hot water hit her body. Dean secretly took his clothes off, then walked to the bathroom. Abby was washing her hair as she felt Dean wrapped his arms around her waist. She smiled, she loved Dean so much.

Dean held her as she washed her hair, he loved her so much, and he was so happy that they were okay. She got all of the soap out, then she turned around and hugged Dean tightly. "I love you so much Dean Winchester" she said as she looked up at him "I love you so much Abigail Smith" he said looking down at her, smiling, making her smile. He leaned down and kissed her, this kiss wasn't sexual or wanting, this was more of a comfort kiss.

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