The Sacrifice

Chapter 11: Time to See the Truth

*Ashley’s POV*

It was New Year’s Eve and unfortunately, things seemed to fall on top of me. John and Sherlock were drinking tea in the sitting room and I decided to lie down in bed alone but then out of nowhere, a realization hit me. Then, I was screaming, I was having a difficult time breathing and I was supposed to talk Dean today to finalized the details for our date but when John heard me screaming, he ran up to check on me and saw me clawing at my skin before yelling to Sherlock to help him. I was having a panic attack and this time, it was brought on by the realization that the day he asked me out was a day that I did not wish to be bothered on because all that day was painful. I saw everything going black and I saw shaking so hard that John was holding me in his arms, telling me to breathe and to focus on their focus on their voices.

I was slowly starting to calm down and then looked at them, tears falling from my eyes as I felt myself trying to rebuild the walls around myself again. “Ashley, don’t you dare shut us out honey…please don’t go into hiding. Is this about your date?” Sherlock inquired as I could not do anything but try to keep from crying. He grabbed my cell as he decided to call Dean however, what hurt the most was the words that followed his unusually kind greeting (He and Dean still do not see eye to eye). “Winchester, Ashley will not be attending your date as planned, something has come up and she will be unable to do much as of yet. I am sorry for the inconvenience.” I could hear him asking questions of some sort but the Sherlock hung up on him as I looked at him, still crying.

“Shall we go down stairs, have a cup of tea and watch some horrid television together? I will keep you from giving away anything in those horrible crime shows you seem to enjoy.” Sherlock announced as he grabs my hand to help me up as he helps John up as well. They did not have to know anything going on to know that something was not right which is why I loved them so, they never judged or pushed me too far past my breaking point. I nod as I stand up and follow them down the stairs of our flat to the sitting room, leaning on John for support as Sherlock helped make the room more comfortable for me by putting pillows on the couch and pulling out the Hobbit Series on DVD and even told John that he was ordering in for dinner.

How I wish I was strong enough to tell them all about the past and explain to those I love that I despise that day and its not for anything bad but that it was the day I should have died over 5 years ago.

*Dean’s POV*

I was just working on the car when I heard the familiar ringtone that I have been longing to hear all day. “I was wondering if she was going to call or if I was supposed to call.” I mumble to myself as I clean my hands on an old rag and I answer, smiling slightly and I felt this weird feeling of maybe I was too excited to see her on the on the day after tomorrow. “Hey girl, I was wondering if you were going to call.” I start by saying but the voice that replies was not Ashley’s at all, it was a male’s. “Winchester, Ashley will not be attending your date as planned, something has come up and she will be unable to do much as of yet. I am sorry for the inconvenience.” I could hear a much-ticked Sherlock Holmes say to me and I felt my stomach drop. Was she turning me down but then I remembered that she seemed so excited when we talked about it earlier so I decided to ask some questions.

“What do you mean she is not going on our date? What is wrong? Did James get her? Is she sick, Sherlock? Is she ok Sherlock!” I almost yell into the receiver only to be greeted by dead silence, Dammit, He hung up on me before I had a chance to ask if I could at least talk to her. Something was not right, I mean, I do know her but something about this was not good at all. I grab my cell and start walking back into the bunker to be greeted by Sam and Harlow, looking confused as I walk up to Castiel, playing a board game with Kaleb. “Dean, is something wrong, you seem upset.” Castiel questions while I look around at those Ashley loves most. “Does anyone know why Ashley cancelled our date? If you do, please tell me.” I plead with some stability in my voice as Harlow and Sam shake their head and say they do not know. I turn to look back at Castiel and he looks confused again. “I do not know why she cancelled your outing together. She has not prayed to anyone today so that is unusual. I should go check on her.” He start to say as he stands up but before he leaves, I grab his arm and when I open my eyes, I am in London but outside her flat and the strange blue box again.