Supernatural . . .The Truth Shall Set You Free

Chapter Eleven . . . Wake Me Up When It's All Over

Chapter Eleven . . . Wake Me Up When It's All Over

Sam's POV

I groaned as I tried to move my body. The soreness was something I used to but when you are laying on shards of glass and pieces of broken wood that becomes a whole new story.

The sound of sirens were getting closer, the police must of been called which means that Dean and I had to move our asses. We were still in the polices computers as murders and not to forget dead. So seeing us would cause a lot of questions.

I rolled to my side and saw Dean next to me his eyes were closed but the sight of his chest rising and falling had reassured me that he was breathing.

"Dean." I said and managed to shake his shoulder. With a groan he opened his eyes.

"Damn witches. What a bitch!" I managed to nod in agreement.

"We got to go. Cops are on there way." We both jumped up despite the pain of our bodies. "Where's Kylie?" I asked suddenly worried about our new 'friend'

Dean turned around and I followed his gaze to find Kylie crumbled on the ground and she was covered in blood.

"Damn." I whispered as Dean made his way over to her and picked her up and brought his way over to me. "Should we leave her for the ambulance?" I asked unsure but Dean shook his head.

"No, it's something we can deal with." The sirens were sounding closer.

Dean and I looked at each other. We had to go.

]______________________________________________________________

Dean's POV

I laid Kylie down on the bed despite her being soaked in blood. She let out a moan of pain.

"Hey Kylie it's okay. Can you hear me?" Sam said trying to check up on her.

I looked over at Sam and saw he had concern on his face which showed that he was starting to trust Kylie. If she survived.

I shook my head. She was going to survive.

"Sam, Dean?" She called out to us with her eyes still closed.

"Yeah baby, we're here." I grabbed her hand out of comfort.

"Is Chelsea dead?"

"Yeah, and everything that came with her." Sam assured before running to the bathroom.

"Kylie, you need to tell me what hurts?" I was checking her body but couldn't find any wounds except for little scratches from being thrown around.

"My shoulder and my head." She answered just as Sam came into the room with a glass of water and the first aid kit.

"I'm going to move you a little, okay?" She didn't answer so I took that as a yes.

I moved her head in my lap and propped her up a little bit.

Sam brought the glass to her beautiful lips and she gulped the water down.

After she was done I moved the sleeve of her shirt around and saw the wound from the knife. I wasn't going to lie, it was deep.

"If that witch bitch wasn't already dead I would-"

"Dean, shut up." Kylie managed to spit out before moving a little more slightly. She finally opened her eyes and looked at me apologetically. "Sorry just a lot of pain."

"Yeah, it's pretty deep Kylie." Sam said and I glared at him.

"Yeah, and I can feel it." She groaned and reached for the first aid box.

"Hey, will you take it easy." I said and tried to stop her but she only swatted my hands away.

"You know, being a hunter you get into a couple scrapes and scratches. This," She pointed to her wound. "is just a day and a life of a hunter." She weakly smiled and I saw her face was pale.

"Kylie you don't exactly look the greatest." I said and watched her swallow.

Sam looked at me and concern was written all over his face.

"I feel fine." She said and continued to work on her battle wound. "What about you guys?" She asked.

"We're good. Just a couple of scratches." Sam assured her. "You need to rest though." He said sounding like a strict father.

"You know I might take you up on that." She said and I watcher her faulter with her work she was doing.

"When your done just lay back and relax, okay?" I told her and she nodded as she put the patch on.

She slowly laid back against the pillows and before we knew it she was asleep.

"You think she'll be okay?" Sam asked me.

"Yeah, I do. She's a tough girl." I stretched my sore body out and Sam continued to look at me.

"What?" I asked but he shook his head.

"Nothing. I just can't believe after all these years you still have feelings for her." I rolled my eyes.

"Are we really doing the chick-flick thing again because I at least need a beer first." I said and made my way over to the little fridge and took out a beer.

"It's not a chick-flick moment. I was just stating facts. So what are you going to do when we have to leave?" He asked and I felt my world freeze.

I pushed leaving her in the back of my mind but now that it's brought up I didn't know what to do.

"I don't know." I answered honestly and took a drink. "She can come with us?" I asked and heard Sam sigh,

"Can she? I mean her coming with us, wouldn't that cause her even more danger than she would be here?"

"She's a hunter. She'll be in danger no matter where she goes."

"We're different though, Dean. We are not exactly hunting vampires and the boogey man anymore. We have angels to deal with now too."

"I think she might come in some use though I mean her premonitions are different from yours, Sam. Just one touch and she sees what's going to happen." I was trying to justify her being of use to us besides the need of her always being with me.

"At what cost though? You saw what happened to her, and how much pain she was in. You want to use that to our advantage and her pain." I sighed and rubbed my hand down my face. It seemed like either way I choose I'm screwed.

"Listen Dean, it's your choice. Whatever it is, I'll be by your side." And with that he went to bed like there wasn't big choices to be made.

But it wasn't Sammy's choices, they were mine.

I threw out my beer and walked over to the bed Kylie was sleeping in. She looked peaceful, like there wasn't a ton of monsters out there waiting to get her, but that was something I had a chance to protect her from.

I sighed before climbing into bed with her and stared at her as she gently took in and let out her breaths. God she was sexy. I felt like I needed her by my side forever, but what kind of world would I be getting her into. Angels, demons, hell even Satan himself was after us.

Would I be able to protect her from everything or would she die like everyone else around us.

"What do I do?" I whispered before letting sleep take over me.'

A/N Happy Croatoan day! Hope you enjoyed this chapter I have one more left and want to write more Supernatural fanfics for fun! Let me know what you guys think!

Luv ya

XOXOXO

PoisonGirl