No Longer Will Darkness Prevail

"Boys"

Bobby and I exchanged a look then went upstairs.

I hung back as Bobby opened the door.

"Boys," He greeted.

With that I knew exactly who was at the door.

"How could you call them, Bobby?" I asked.

He turned to me with a apologetic look.

"I'm series when I say, I didn't call them. They called me like five hours ago saying that you would be stopping by," He said.

Sam and Dean walked past Bobby and stopped as soon as they saw me.

They both looked tired as hell and maybe even a little distressed, especially Dean.

"Why would you just disappear in the middle of the night like that?" Dean asked me.

I crossed my arms and didn't say anything.

Dean walked towards me and grabbed my arm gently.

"Can I talk to you in private, please?" He asked.

I let him lead me out of the room and into Bobby's office, where Dean shut the door behind us.

I decided to talk before Dean could hammer me with questions.

"Look, Dean, I have a plan to get my brother back and I know you and Sammy wouldn't let me do it. I took it into my own hands. Yes, it's dangerous. I already know you figured out what I'm about to do. You can't do anything to stop me either. Bobby has already told me what I need to do and I'm going to do it," I explained quickly. "I'm sorry I left like-"

I was interrupted by his lips crashing onto mine.

I lost myself and kissed him back.

I wrapped my arms around his neck an played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

Dean finally pulled back.

"Don't apologize," He said.

His voice was husky and gruff from the kiss.

"Just don't ever leave like that again," He continued.

I nodded.

He kissed me again. This time more softly.

He pulled back and smiled gently at me.

"I'm still doing it," I said ducking past him.

"Come on Ashley!" Dean argues following me out of the room.

I went back to the basement and everyone followed me.

I stopped outside of panic room.

"Listen, I'll give you a choice: either I can tie both your asses to a chair and put you in the back or you stand off to the side, shut up, and help me," I snapped.

"I just don't think it's a good idea," Dean said softly.

"You don't think I know that?" I asked.

My voice was quiet, which at this point, was worse than me yelling.

"I am doing this and that's, that," I said.

I turned around and grabbed the matches.

I started whispering the incantation, "attenrobendum eos, ad consiendrum, ad ligandum eos, potiter et solvendum, et ad, congregontum eos, 'coram me."

I dropped a lit match into the bowl and it turned to flames.

I stood and backed out of the room slowly.