Broken Things (A Supernatural FanFic)

Chapter 52: All Came Shattering Down

            I opened my eyes to find that I was not at Bobby’s house. I had focused in on Dean and I looked around to see I was in someone’s home. I listened but didn’t hear anything. How odd, usually when I thought of coming to Dean, I just appeared right near him. I walked around and tried to be quiet, I had never seen this house before and I had no idea who was here. Then I heard it. The soft crying noise. I finally started to hear more. Someone was screaming. There was screaming and things being pushed. Suddenly it was all coming to me like a bad dream.

            I ran through a hallway thinking that I was close to the sounds. But I couldn’t pinpoint it. Every room I stuck my head in was empty. Then I heard something that made me stop. I heard Dean’s voice and I felt my heart stop and rise into my throat. I felt my whole mind grow numb and absent.

            “GOD DAMMIT BOBBY DON’T YOU DARE DIE ON ME!” His voice roared throughout the house.

            I stood motionless a few moments in shock before I realized that I needed to get to Bobby. I needed to find him and save him now. Dean’s voice was breaking inside and I had to find them before it was too late. But just as I was taking another step Lucifer poked his head in at a door ahead of me. I grew rigid and I balled my fists. If he was going to stand in the way of Bobby, I would kill him now.

            He shook his head with the waver of his finger. “Now, now. Don’t kill me just yet goldilocks.” He came out from the doorway and stood tall in front of me. His face was already peeling, his vessel was dying all around him. “Don’t you want to see poor little Bobby as he dies? Unable to save the man you swore to protect?”

            I felt my blood course through my veins and my anger heightened to new unbelievable heights. They cries and pleas rang in my ears. I heard Cas calling out to me, and Sam trying to get them to the car, trying to get to a phone that worked. But nothing was helping them.

            “What did you do?” I snarled and felt my eyes squint at him.

            He grinned sideways. “I sent a demon on him. Although the little mark you left on Dean, Sam and Cas would’ve been useful to Bobby right then. Now he is slipping from this fragile little life.” He sighed dramatically. “And I am afraid I cant let you go until it is over.”

            I bit my tongue until I tasted blood. The rage boiled in me until I couldn’t take it. I let out a scream and ran at him. But he expected this and he easily dodged out of the way. I threw a side punch that landed on his shoulder blade. He let out a wheeze and took a stumble back from me as I stood and regained myself. I stared him down and I felt that I was beginning to not be able to control myself. I felt this thing bubble from within me.

            “You son of a bitch.” But my voice roared and seemed to roll over into the whole house.

            His eyes widened a little and he took a step back. “What’s done is done. See you soon.” Then he disappeared before my eyes. I stared at where he had been and then the house seemed clearer, like a fog or haze had been over it before.

            The crying and screaming rang clearly in my ears. I ran as fast as I could to them. When I turned the corner I stopped dead in the doorway. I felt my chest collapse when I saw the scene in front of me. Dean was hunched over Bobby, his body lying perfectly flat on the ground. Sam was pacing the room and punching numbers frantically into the phone. Cas was in the corner with his eyes clenched shut trying to keep the tears from falling. It was then that I saw the demon’s body on the ground not to far from where Sam was pacing. They hadn’t seen me yet.

            I stared at Bobby’s body. I felt tears on my cheeks but everything felt so numb to me. This was my fault. I should have been here with them. I should have been watching over him. I knew that his heart wasn’t beating, I felt that his presence was gone. I couldn’t seem to breathe as I watched Dean’s shoulders shake. He was screaming at Bobby in anger and frustration. But after every word there was a stingy desperate sadness that seemed to drown him.

            “Bobby.” Dean’s voice dropped. “You can’t leave me. Who am I going to turn to, huh? Who am I going to have a cold one with and shit talk the world? Who is going to take us in when we have nowhere to go? Bobby, don’t do this.” I could hear his throat start to ball up but he pushed through it. “I love you. I want you to know that, I love you. I know I didn’t say it enough. I know that I should’ve been a better friend to you. Bobby, don’t fucking die on me.”

            “Dean-“ Sam’s own voice was rough and his tears were streaming so fast that I couldn’t tell where one ended and the next began.

            “GET THE AMBULANCE HERE RIGHT NOW GOD DAMMIT!” Dean screamed and sat up and face Sam. But he saw me from the side. He turned slowly and his eyes met mine. I was hit with a wave of nausea when I saw the amount of pain that was behind his eyes. He just looked at me like he couldn’t believe that I was really standing there.

            I was going to ask what happened, I was going to ask if they were okay, I was going to ask if I could do anything, but the words weren’t there. I looked away from Dean and back down at Bobby. His chest was still. There was not even a remote sound coming from him. I took a step back from the room. This was my fault. Lucifer killed Bobby to get to me. To punish me. This man was lying there dead because I thought that we were invincible. I thought I was invincible. And it cost a life.

            “There isn’t any service. We have to risk lifting him.” Sam knelt down beside Bobby. “We have to get him to the car.”

            “He’s dead.” My voice didn’t sound like my own. I spoke the words and felt only numbness in my mouth. I stared at Bobby’s cheek. It was pale and lifeless. There was nothing I could say that would wipe this away. There was nothing I could do. Then I looked up and gazed at Cas. Then Sam. Then my eyes rested on Dean.

            If I stayed here, Lucifer would send others after them. He would send things that could hurt them. It suddenly hit me that I couldn’t imagine a world without these three people. And the only world they would all still live, is one where I am far from them. I stared at Dean and knew that if he ever died, I would be so heartbroken that nothing would matter. I would rather not see him, then watch him die.

            “I love you.” I whispered before the sobs finally broke on my face. “I love you so much and I can’t stay here if this means you are in danger because of me.” Before Dean could answer I turned from him and closed my eyes. I wrapped my arms around myself and thought of only one place to go. I went back to the night Dean told me he loved me. I sat in that rewind until the crying subsided. Until I was ready to face my fears and form a new plan of stopping the angels. I had to do it before those three nunskulls created their own plan and got themselves killed.