The Moonlight cab

Part 13

A/N this is my shortest chapter with only 950 words, I'm sorry I promise one of my chapters will make up for it

I dragged Dean into my car as fast as i could and put him right next to me in the now bloody passenger seat. I made out a quick text to sam.

"First Aid Kit ASAP Sammy, Dean got in an accident"

And before i knew it i was off to the bunker. I turned to look at him, he was covered in blood from hitting his head on the steering wheel, but none of it looked fatal. His eyes slowly started rolling back and closing.

"Dean stay the hell awake or after you wake up imma beat your ass"

"Mel, it's not just my head" He whimpered, i hated seeing him weak, an he hated it too but something was wrong.

"W-what?" I stuttered and there it was, lifting his shirt he revealed his knife jabbed into his side.

"I-I had my knife in my hand and I was about to put it away right before the car hit me, I-I'm Sorry Melody."

"No, you do not need to apologize, We are going to get you to the hospital and fast that is. I mean i used to race cars, i guess i can speed a teensy bit." I replied with a shaky voice. Knowing that he'd sooner or later see the scars on my wrists from the day he "died".

We've been through so much, i mean he's died in my arms before, but this isn't just something that had happened by supernatural forces. This was something that happened everyday, yet i didn't know if he would make it this time. My head was beginning to spin, i began to feel nauseous and i could tell that Dean could too. Thankfully i was already parking at the door and yelled out for the medic to come get him. Millions of thoughts were running through my mind and finally i had a good idea. Praying to Cas. Now don't get me wrong, even if it's Cas i don't pray, but it's about Dean and he'll realize that its urgent.

"Cas, I know I don't do this, but we need your help. Dean's hurt, and I know you knew he's alive, but I don't care at this point. Can I think he's d-dying" I managed to get out, before breaking down in the car. I knew he's was going to be okay, he's Dean Winchester god damn it! I missed the happiness between us, the times when Dean would tell me he's upset and we could fix it in a heartbeat. I could feel the floor beginning to sway under my feet, and after that it was like a demon had crawled inside of me, all i saw was black.

Flashback

"Crowley I swear to god! Get out of my damn body!" I screamed fighting the demon trapping himself in my body, using me as a vessel.

"Oh sweetheart just wait till i'm done with you." He replied, spitting while he spoke.

End of flashback

If this is Crowley yet again, I don't want to live. Last time I was just so close to death, the pain he caused. Making me watch Dean being a demon. Making me stay in the bar, close by. Causing me more pain, causing me to die. Yet I knew I had to fight it for Dean, because I knew that I could save him. He could always be saved, I knew he could. We were both the same. We don't think we can be saved, we got messed up thoughts, we spend every moment thinking about others. We think we're causing them pain. And maybe we are. Our walls were falling down. We were gone, lost, stuck in broken glass. The pain was always going to be there, it followed us like an old ghost, trying to get it's vengeance. I felt empty. I lost my happiness a long time ago. But i had to stay happy for my boys. They were all i had left, i didn't have a father to walk me down an aisle, to tell me to stay safe. I was a nightmare, a lost dream. I was a broken record, replaying everything that i knew shouldn't be replayed. There was no cure for my madness, i wanted to scream out everything. I knew i couldn't, i had to be the strong one.

My eyes fluttered open. I passed out from trauma? Or from Crowley? It didn't feel like there was a demon inside of me. Sending me pain as Crowley did. So what the hell happened?

All i was held by was a safety pin, keeping me together, so i knew. I passed out. Not from trauma, from anxiety. Over everything. I thought Dean would leave me, they always do, don't they? My pain was music to everyone else's ears. I knew it was. Maybe Sammy and Dean were the only ones that cared. Letting them go was the hardest thing i'd ever done, yet i never fully did. But the hope wasn't what had kept me alive. It was the revenge, i wanted aura belle to burn in hell. But I knew that wasn't the answer, it never accomplishes anything for hunters like us. We always died from revenge, so eventually we couldn't take it anymore. I knew I shouldn't want revenge on her, I wanted to put her weary head to rest, but there was a part of me, that wanted her in hell.

Dean, was going to be okay, Cas was going to show up, he couldn't just leave Dean. They were best friends, Dean taught Cas every manly thing he knew, I knew Cas couldn't give up on Dean. He wouldn't.