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Chapter 13 When the levee breaks

Pov (Y/n)

I don't know how we are going to win this whole apocalypse thing with my brother being a blood junkie and my best friend hating me. "Okay. Let me out. This is not funny." Sam kept screaming and we all could tell he was starting to get angry. "Damn straight." Dean was not budging. "Guys, come on. This is crazy." "Y/n?" I didn't even know how to answer. "No. Not until you dry out." "Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lied to you. Just open the door." Sam was starting to get desperate. "You don't have to apologize. It's not your fault. It's not your fault that you lied to us over and over again. I get it now. You couldn't help it." "I'm not some junkie." "Really? I guess I've just imagined how strung out you've been lately." "You're actually trying to twist this into some kind of ridiculous drug intervention?" I walked up to the door.

"Look Sam we just care about you." "Guys, I'm not drinking the demon blood for kicks. I'm getting strong enough to kill Lilith." Dean huffed in disbelief. "This is about as far away from strong as you can get. Try weak. Try desperate. Pathetic." "Dean!" He was starting to let his emotions swallow him. "What Y/n!? It's the truth." "Killing Lilith is what matters. Or are you so busy being self-righteous you forgot about her?" And of course, Sam threw it right back. "Oh, Lilith's gonna die. Bobby, Y/n, and I will kill her. But not with you." "You're not serious." "Congrats, Sammy. You just bought yourself a benchwarmer seat to the apocalypse." He started to close the cover to the little window with its closing Sam scrambled to try to appeal again."Dean, look—no, wait—" It was mumbles after that and Dean stomped upstairs. Bobby followed. I put my head on my door. "I'm sorry Sam..."

I went straight to the fridge for a cold one and downed it like it was the last one on earth. Bobby took notice. "You've never been one to drink like that." I laughed at my situation because what else is there to do. "Yeah well, end of the world causes for a special occasion right?" I held up my beer like it was to something grand and noble and took a swig. "You ok?" "Bobby why wouldn't I be okay, I mean my brother is under our feet getting dried out from demon blood and my so-called best friend basically hates me so yeah I'm doing great." "What happened?" I had to reel myself in to make sure I wouldn't release the cry that I had been choking back. "He said... that I was a distraction and that I was using him and we aren't... friends." A teardrop slipped into my beer.

"Why would he think that?" I really thought about it and what we had been through together and how he not just saved my brother from Hell but saved me from well ... me. "I don't know Bobby I don't know what happened when he was in Heaven. To be honest, I'm more scared of what happened to him, the rest of the Angels are a bunch of dick bags. He was practically there because of me Bobby." At this point, the tears had broken through and my eyes were burning from not blinking. "How am I supposed to help Sam when I'm just a distraction. I should just leave and let Dean do this I've never been a good hunter." Bobby took in my words and he said something in return that would always be with me.

"Are you kidding me!? Not a good hunter? Y/n Winchester, you better be possessed or I'll be pissed. You are one of the best Damn hunters I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. You never give up on the people who need you even though the whole world is against you, doesn't matter how many monsters, gods, Demons, or Angels. you fight for the people who can't fight for themselves that is what makes you a good Hunter Y/n Winchester. I can't count how many times you have saved us and that's including Cas. I think you saved him in an entirely different way and if he can't see that then he is the dick bag." Now I'm crying for a whole different reason. I bear hug Bobby and he does the same."Thanks, Bobby." I sniffle. "Anytime kiddio." But around the corner was Dean listening to the whole thing now mad as Hell at Castiel for breaking his little sister's heart.

Dean had been standing outside thinking about what to say to Cas. "Well, it's about time. I've been screaming myself hoarse out here for about two and a half hours now." Cas had appeared in the shadows. "What do you want?" "What do you mean?" "No, you don't give me that bullshit I heard what you said to Y/n." "I had to Dean." "Really!, you had to break her heart!?" Cas looked confused. "Her heart?"