A Hunter's Daughter (Supernatural Fan Fic)

Chapter 6

Delilah's POV:

I had to get out of the car, because I didn't want to ruin their home. Once I was out, Sam had to hold me up. I could feel that the bacl of the gown was opened as I puked. I didn't care. I needed to take care of myself. I heard Sam and Dean talk about something, but I was so upset, that I didn't pay attention. Then my knees gave out. 

"Delilah, come on. You're okay." Dean said as I felt him grab the other side of me. I closed my eyes as I took a deep breath. Dean lifted me up and I heard a car door open. He set me in and I looked at them. 

"I'm sorry." I mumbled as I leaned against the back of the seat. 

"What happened? I need to know." Dean said as he grabbed my face so that I was looking at him. There was a fire in his eyes. 

"I was in the hospital and then I was in a cold ware house, tied to a chair. There were people there that were talking about you." I told them. I thought that was enough.

"Why are you covered in bruises? I don't care what they said. What did they do to you?" He asked me more clearly. I smiled as I looked at my wrists. They were all bruised from the ropes. There had to be more from when I fell. As I closed my eyes, I remembered that I had tried to get away. That's when they had to stop me.

"It's nothing. I just bruise easily. I was tied up, then I fell to the floor, tied again, I tried to get away maybe once or twice." I told him. I wasn't sure how long that took me to say. I looked back At Sam and Dean. Dean was on his knees in front of me. Sam was leaning against the car door.

"Cas, please do something." Sam asked the angel. I looked at him slowly and he was squinting. He then touched my forehead and everything was black.

When I woke up, I saw that I was covered in my own bed. My head was cold and I was just really cold. I had gotten over being nauseous. but my body ached. My spine seemed to hurt the most. I stayed under the covers as I laid there.

"Dad?" I said loudly, just to see if someone would come. I wasn't even sure why I yelled the word "dad". I thought of Dean and that came out. I closed me eyes and sighed as I tried to think of something to cover it up with.

"Yeah? Are you feeling better?" Dean said as he came to my room. He looked like he was in the middle of something. I smiled at him. He wasn't responding negatively to that word.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked him. He smiled and looked at the clock.

"Just 5 hours." He told me with a smile. I knew that he was lying. I rolled my eyes and tried to got up.

"Why? Why was I taken like that?" I asked Dean as he tried to leave that room.

"Because that is what happens in my job. They take what is closest to Sam and I to make us pay attention." He explained to me. I nodded my head and actually sat up this time. I was still in the gown.

"I think that I'm going to have to teach you some things on how to take care of yourself." Dean then said. I smiled at him.

"That sounds great. I think that I'm gonna need it." I said as I got out of the bed. He smiled and left the room so that I could get dressed. He shut the door behind him.

It was horrible getting dressed. I managed to pull my clothes out, but I ended up falling on the floor. I thought about screaming for help, but I needed to get up on my own. I knew that if I laid on the floor for too long, I would have to get help. I kept trying anf trying to get back up. When I started to shake, is when I called for the help.

"Dad? I mean, Dean? Sam? Cas?" I yelled as loud as I could. I had managed to lean on my good arm, but I wasn't able to pull myself on to the bed. I had my bra and shirt on, but I fell because I was trying to get my pants on. I saw how bruised they really were.