Selina Winchester (Supernatural Season 2) (Supernatural Fanfic)

In My Time of Dying Pt. 2

I ran in as John cocked the Cult, pointing it a male worker. "John don't!" I shouted

The man looked at me his eyes glowing yellow "I was wondering when you'd show up," with a flick of his wrist I was thrown into the wall, a demon picking me up as he joined another behind John. "You conjuring me, John. I'm surprised. I took you for a lot of things. But suicidally reckless wasn't one of them,"

"I could always shoot you," John seethed

"John..." I warned

"You could always miss. And you've only got one try, don't cha? Did you really think you could trap me?" The Yellow-Eyed Demon challenged

"Oh, I don't want to trap you. I want to make a deal," John admitted

"John don't..." I began to argue, a demon covered my mouth.

Yellow eyes walked towards me with a smirk "You still protect this man...even though he's been considering trading you in just so he could get to me,"

I only glared at him as he laughed

"It's very unseemly, making deals with devils. How do I know this isn't just another trick?"

"It's no trick. I will give you the Colt and the bullet, but you've got to help Dean. You've got to bring him back," John demanded

"Why, John, you're a sentimentalist. If only your boys knew how much their daddy loved them,"

"It's a good trade. You care a hell of a lot more about this gun than you do Dean,"

"Don't be so sure. He killed some people very special to me. But still, you're right, he isn't much of a threat. And neither is your other son."

The demon let go of me and I looked at John confused.

"John?" I asked

Yellow eyes chuckled looking between me and John "You know the truth, right? About Sammy? And the other children?"

"Yeah. I've known for a while," John admitted

"But Sam doesn't, does he? You've been playing dumb,"

"Can you bring Dean back? Yes or no?"

"No. But I know someone who can. It's not a problem,"

"Good. Before I give you the gun, I'm going to want to make sure that Dean's okay. With my own eyes,"

"Oh, John, I'm offended. Don't you trust me?" Even I couldn't help but glare at him "Fine,"

"So we have a deal?"

"No, John, not yet. You still need to sweeten the pot,"

"With what?"

"There's something else I want, as much as that gun. Maybe more,"

I saw John's eyes glance towards me and I couldn't help but growl. "You're a sick bastard," I growled as I took a step towards the demon.

Yellow Eyes laughed as he traced a finger along my cheek "I was going to get you, either way, Selina. But you know how life works...a life for a life,"

I lunged at Yellow Eyes only for his two demons to grab me and hold me back. "John. Don't! Dean's a fighter. He can get through this," I pleaded.

"Take care of my boys, Selina," John ordered

"John..."

"That's an order..." John looked at Yellow Eyes "as well as a dying man's wish,"

"John...don't. The boys' need you..."

"Selina...promise me,"

I nodded at him "I promise you,"

***

I ran towards Dean's room, stopping at his door as the Doctor was checking on him "I can't explain it. The edema's vanished. The internal contusions are healed. Your vitals are good. You have some kind of angel watching over you,"

"Thanks, doc," Dean said.

The Doctor left and I looked at Dean tears in my eyes.

"Dean?" I cried

"Hey, Selina..." Dean greeted.

I lept onto him

"Watch the goods, Selina,"

"I am never letting go of you Winchester," I said

"Counting on it," Dean kissed my forehead as he looked at Sam "So you said a Reaper was after me?"

"Yeah," Sam said

"How'd I ditch it?"

"You got me. Dean, you really don't remember anything?"

"No. Except for this pit in my stomach. Something's wrong," there was a knock on the door and I quickly looked away when I saw it was John.

"How are you feeling, dude?" John asked

"Fine, I guess. I'm alive,"

"That's what matters,"

Sam got angry "Where were you last night"

"I had some things to take care of," John looked at me and I just ended up burying myself deeper into Dean's side.

"Well, that's specific,"

"Come on, Sam," Dean sighed

"Did you go after the demon?"

"No,"

"You know, why don't I believe you right now?"

"Can we not fight? You know, half the time we're fighting, I don't know what we're fighting about. We're just butting heads. Sammy, I, I've made some mistakes. But I've always done the best I could. I just don't want to fight anymore, okay?"

"Dad, are you all right?" Dean asked

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm just a little tired. Hey, son, would you, uh, would you mind getting me a cup of caffeine?" John asked Sam

"Yeah. Yeah, sure," Sam said

I got up as well, Dean looking at me worried. "I'll give you to some space," and even without Dean saying anything I knew he knew something was up as I headed for the hallway. I didn't look up when Sam called for some help, I didn't look up even as even Dean ran to check on the chaos. But there was one thing I was certain of this will be the last time Yellow Eyes takes someone away from this family, even if it's the last thing I do.