𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 & 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 | 𝐃.𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 [𝟏]

𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭—𝐒𝟒 𝐄𝟔: 𝐘𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐅𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

❝︎Because of you, I am afraid...❞︎

𝟸𝟺𝚃𝙷 𝙾𝙲𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝟸𝟶𝟶𝟾—𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙺 𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙶𝙴, 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙾

       AFTER FINDING OUT THAT JESSIE O'BRIAN was cremated, the chances of her being our ghost did not seem likely. Walking into the hotel room that Sam and Dean shared on the first floor, both Sam and I were slightly taken back by the sight of the broken clock on the floor, and Dean, sitting on the couch drinking a beer looking as if everything was fine.

"Everything all right?" Sam asked Dean as he placed the file we had on Jessie O'Brian and the groceries on the table.

"Oh, yeah. Just peachy. Find anything?" Dean asked, curious to see what we have come up with as his clock was continuing to wind down slowly.

"Yeah, Jessie O'Brien's body was cremated, so I'm pretty sure she is not our ghost," I stated, walking closer to the couch where Dean was sitting down, picking on his wound as I took the seat next to him. As I did, I noticed that Sam also took a seat on the cushioned chair in front of him. When he saw Dean scratching his arm, he nudged his foot and told him to stop picking at it.

"How you feeling?" Sam questioned his brother, genuinely worried about his well-being. In the month that I had spent with the Winchester brothers, I knew it was easy to tell that they cared a lot for each other. Dean, being to hell in the first place, was evidence that he sacrificed his humanity for his brother, the same I did for my sister, but I noticed how smothering Sam was just to make sure nothing happened to Dean. I understood why he did, though; I was the same way after my sister was brought back by my deal. I couldn't afford to lose her again. And I knew she would do the same thing if she knew I was alive.

My mind wandered to when I told Bobby not to mention anything about me to her, and I never thought I was doing the wrong thing. I always had the best intentions for her. The last thing I wanted to do was to put her in danger. Whatever it was that Dean and I were drawn into, I didn't want to drag her into it as well. Because I knew that if she realized I was alive, she would never let me go anywhere by myself ever again. I just had to keep reminding myself that I was doing this all for her.