Mask- a Supernatural fanfiction

Chapter 5: Crashing Walls

I stood as my stomach got upset. He was back. No, that's impossible. I thought he was dead. I hoped he was dead.

Jess was staring at me and asking me if I was okay for the past five minutes, but I didn't hear her. I didn't hear any of them because I wasn't there. My head was clouded with horrible memories I had pushed behind a wall, but they were pushing through the cracks. The wall I had taken so much time to build was coming down. Somehow, sometime, Dean had taken my face into his hands and was trying to bring me back to reality.

            "Catherine!" Dean yelled in my face, but I wasn't looking at him. I was looking somewhere. Somewhere that wasn't here.

            "Catherine! Come back to me!" Dean's voice faded into my consciousness. He shook my head, slowly bringing me back. That's when I looked at him. His green eyes were concerned and searching for a part of me that was there with him.

            "You okay?" he asked me, still holding me from dropping back under.

            "I'm going to be sick," I said before breaking out of his grasp and running to the bathroom. I held back my stomach as I lifted the toilet seat. Then it came out involuntarily, all into the toilet. I threw up all I had eaten that day and my brunch was making its way down the toilet. My head pounded, and the light wasn't making it better. I felt someone's presence in the doorway, but I didn't try to look up. I groaned as my stomach ached.

            "Do you need something?" I heard Dean say.

            "There's pills in Max, can you get them?" I said when I realized I was probably done throwing up. They were migraine pills I had placed in Max when I was still learning to get everything under control. Now everything was slipping again.

            "Sure, yeah, of course," Dean mumbled, leaving me at the toilet. I put my head down so it could rest on my arm after flushing the toilet. I was pretty sure I was done throwing up, but I don't know what's happening anymore. I didn't want to get up just yet, and my head was killing me.

            "You okay, girl?" Jess said as she leaned on the doorway. I finally looked up to see her, behind her Cas and Sam were watching me intently with concerned expressions.

            I groaned. "Yeah, I'm okay. I think it passed," I told her, rubbing my head. The headache sure as hell didn't pass.

            "Are you pregnant and not telling me, or...?" Jess asked, a playful tone in her voice. I chuckled shaking my head.

            "No. Hell no," I laughed. That would be horrible. Bringing a baby into this world. I wouldn't want to do that to a baby.

            Dean walked in behind her, holding the pill bottle and a bottle of water. "I got you a present," he said holding the 'gifts' out to me. I took them and took two pills then a swig of water to wash them down. Obviously, the pills didn't work immediately, but I was still upset that my head was pounding and it hurt to look at the light. I finally stood up, angry that I was sitting on a dirty motel room bathroom floor. Dean put his arms out, holding onto my arms as I got up.

            "I got it," I told him, gently pushing him away. He hesitated but took his arms away from me, and still stayed close behind. As I walked out of the bathroom, I walked past Sam and Cas, avoiding their gazes. The light of the lamp gave me a massive headache and I shielded the light from reaching my eyes.

            "What is it?" Cas asked me as he saw my actions.

            "That light is so damn bright," I told him as I closed my eyes, trying to ease my head from the pain. Everyone in the room exchanged strange glances, confused as to why the lamp was bright. It wasn't bright. In fact, the bulb had lost its power, but my eyes seemed to catch every ray of light it gave off.

            "Migraine?" Jess asked, her voice coming from behind me. I nodded, hoping she can help me.

            "Any one have sunglasses?" Jess asked to everyone in the room. Sam moved to his jacket, taking out his pair.

            "Here," he said gently giving them to Jess and then to me. I took them and immediately put them on and opened my eyes. Most of the pain subsided and I let out a thankful breath. The room was darker and it felt strange to wear sunglasses inside, but they were helping with the pain. Hopefully, the pills will kick in and the pain will be fully gone.

            "Thank you," I mumbled and Sam gave me a nod. I looked to the bed I was supposed to sleep on, sat on it, and placed myself up against the headboard. Dean and Sam took a seat on Jess's bed facing me with concerned looks, and Jess sat on the bed with me watching my face for any more signs of distress. Cas stood looking over me. I looked up at them all taking in their concerned appearances.

            "Please stop looking at me like that. It's making me uncomfortable," I told everyone in the room. I was already uncomfortable with the pain, and their looks were not helping. They all tried not to look at me but it made it even more awkward. So I decided to change the subject.

            "How did you find me?" I asked the three men.

            "Your car was parked outside," Sam answered, pointing to the door. I didn't even think about hiding the car. Simple mistake.

            "Okay, how do you know... he's... he's back?" I choked out, trying my hardest to not think about that day.

            "The... uh... Knight of Hell told us he was looking for you when we went to go gank him," Dean answered gently.

            I let out a long breath, trying desperately to keep the flood from crashing through. Then a thought came to mind and my head shot up to the Boys sitting across from me. My anger was coming. 

            "How do you know about that day?" I asked them. They better have not looked through something.

            "I told them," Castiel said. I turned my head to him, the anger taking over. I sat up from across the wall; not paying mind to the throbbing sensation the action provided my head.

            "YOU DID WHAT?!" I yelled and I gave him a hard glare he could probably see behind Sam's glasses.

            "Cath-" he started. I was having none of this. Today was not my day. I stood up from the bed facing the angel who I made swear not to tell a soul.

            "What part of 'don't tell anyone' do you not understand?!" I yelled. The thoughts of my anger made my head throb harder, but I didn't care.

            "They needed to know," Cas tried to reason with me. But I didn't listen.

            "I was supposed to tell them! Not you!" I yelled pointing to myself then hitting him hard at his chest. The fact that Cas told them made me upset and angry. I wanted to tell them. Now they might think that I never wanted to tell them and that is the complete opposite of what I intended.

            "Catherine-" Dean interrupted as he stood up. Sam and Jess stood up too as my anger poured out. I quickly turned around to Dean.

            "No, I-," I began, but a loud ringing sounded in my ears. I grabbed my head. It felt like someone threw razors in my skull and shook my head viciously while screaming in my ear. I fell to the floor, pleading for it to stop. Dean fell to the floor with me, holding me in his arms as he yelled for someone to do something. His voice was fading out again, and everything was turning black.