Save Me [Supernatural Fanfic]

Chapter 10

SAM POV

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Dean shoved the holy bone thing into Dick's neck. Finally, it was over! No more Leviathans to roam the earth ... I hope. Books didn't say much of anything about them dissipating after the leader thing was dead. But, I'll take my chances.

Dick started to laugh, and something started to pulsate. It was like his life source or something. Within seconds, Dick exploded , and Cas and Dean disappeared.

"Dean?" I shouted.

"He's gone." Crowley said.

Kevin and I stood in the door way of Dick's lab. Kevin freaked out for a moment, and then he was gone.

"What did you do!" I shouted.

"I didn't do anything, Moose."

I rolled my eyes. Dean was missing...

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KYLEE POV

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Finishing the car was probably the most active I've been since the running thing... I mean... Heh. Yeah, I'm bored. I started the glossy part. Taking the same precautions , I placed the mask over my face, and the gloves on my hands. The paint went from dull, to glossy. Like the clear coat of nail polish.

I looked down at the car. It was perfectly done. I found it's keys on Bobby's hooks. Turning it in the ignition made the thing hum to life. I smiled in success . It only took me two days to completely finish it. I'd say I'm pretty damn awesome. Turning the car off, I just sat there.

"Kylee?" I heard someone call.

It was Sammy. He was back. But, I didn't hear his big mouthed brother.

"In here!" I called out.

I saw him walk over to the shed, "Why are you in here?"

"Just finished Bobby's last project... Where's Dean? And Cas?" I got out of the car. I crossed my arms, "They didn't die, did they?"

"No... They- they just disappeared." Sam's head hung .

I felt a pang of sadness in my heart, "Oh, Sammy. I'm so, so sorry."

Before I could do anything, his muscled arms came around my body. I could feel him sobbing. I dropped the stuff in my hand, and hugged him tightly. His body bounced with the sobs, and deep breaths. I cooed 'shhhhhs' in his ear.

"It'll be okay. We'll find him ." I whispered.

We stood still for a few moments. When Sam pulled away, his eyes were red and tears streaked his face. Taking the men's role, I wiped them away with my thumb. I flattened my hand against his cheek, cradling his head. His much larger hand covered mine. For a moment, his eyes closed. I pulled myself closer to him. Looking up into his sad eyes, a tear slid down my face. I felt bad. Sam practically just lost his last family member.

I stood on my tippy toes, making myself eye lever with him. My hand kept its place. Ever so slowly, I brushed my lips to his. Was this right?

I started to debate one whether or not it was... But, I stopped fighting with myself when Sam pushed his lips on mine. I went flat footed , and Sam's neck craned to stay lip locked. The kiss became heated, but we both forgot to breathe. We pulled back, breathing heavily. Sam's hand found it's place on my hip. And my hand? Hanging loosely over his shoulder.

"Before we do anything, Bobby wanted to wait for you." Sam whispered.

"What do you mean?"

Sam pulled Bobby's old flask from his pocket, "He's turning into a vengeful spirit... He didn't want Dean and I to torch it yet."