My Best Friends Brother // Supernatural

Chapter 88

"What else do you have to lose? The boys?" A voice asks, I look around the dark room "these boys don't have anyone anymore, I am not losing them and I'm not putting more weight on their backs by turned off my humanity" I reply "this is good for you, you won't have to suffer the pain of losing your first born miracle child. Plus it's their fault you're in this mess, how could they let you come? Their father could've let you have a normal life instead of bringing you up to be a hunter, you could've been human" the voice says, I turn around "I don't want to be human, I don't want a normal life. I want to be here with them until they take their very last breath, this is not on them. I chose to go, stop flipping things around" I yell, I turn and there's another version of me standing before me "I have no emotions and I turned out great" she says, she's dressed in dark clothing, dark makeup "I take what I want when I want, I don't worry about helping this stupid ruined world. It's all about us, join me" she says

My eyes flutter open, the bright light stinging. I look around the room and Dean is holding our little hunter wrapped in a blanket, Sam has taken the vervain drip off and I can already feel my strength coming back, drinking vervain daily has been very helpful in this case, Sam helps me sit up, my belly is fully healed, Dean walks over and hands her to me. She's so small and fragile barely even developed but still, she's absolutely beautiful "Cas said she would be half vampire" I whisper looking down at her, tears streaming down my cheeks once again "I think that only applied for when she was fully developed" Sam whispers, I nod. I swing my feet off the table and get up "where are you going?" Dean asks "I'm going to give her a funeral" I say walking away, they follow close behind without saying another word. We wrap her up properly in blankets, go upstairs and build a small pedestal/ bonfire. I put her on top

Dean has the matches, he looks at me and I nod "bye little hunter" I whisper "you weren't here for a long time, but I hope you know that you are loved. By all of us" Dean says, he lights the match and throws it on the bonfire and we watch it erupt with fire. Kevin walks towards us and stands beside me, he holds my hand while Dean wraps his arms around me, Sam is behind me with both hands on my shoulders. I hate to say goodbye but I am grateful to have these boys with me during this time

I break free from their grip and go back inside, down the stairs and into the kitchen to grab two bottles of whiskey. I grab three cups and we sit down together, I pour them a drink from one bottle and then drink directly from the other "here's to little hunter, or um as Dean and I discussed once or twice. Our little Samantha" I say looking at Sam, his eyes widen slightly, fresh tears form in them. I raise my bottle and they raise their cups before we take a swing "now I know we have the whole human Cas, Abaddon, Crowley in the basement and um fallen angels. I'm sure you guys are dying to do research on that and haven't because, well I've been walking on wafer thin ice. But I'm going to drink until I cannot stand. If you find something please, let me know" I say taking another swing and walking away to my room, Dean follows "you don't have to babysit me" I say "I'm not babysitting you, I am joining you. She was my daughter too and I'll be dammed if I'm going to let you do this alone" Dean says

I take a long swing from my bottle, Dean puts his hand out and I give him the bottle, he does the same "music?" Dean asks, I nod and he puts some music on his tape player. We drink and dance around the room trying to hide the pain we're really feel. I kick my shoes off and so does Dean

We share a look and I grab him by the collar of his flannel pulling him closer and kissing him roughly, his hands are roughly around my waist. We're both clearly drunk, Dean pulls away for a second "are you sure you're okay for this?" Dean whispers, I just pull him closer to me and take his flannel off before tugging on his shirt eager to take it off. He takes it off and I place kisses on his chest, the sound of his heart beating and the tension between us making me lose complete control over my transformation. I push him on the bed and straddle him, he licks his lips softly and I kiss him "you can drink" he whispers against my lips, I pull away for a second and he nods. I bare my fangs and bite into his neck as softly as I can, and once again his blood is intoxicating, addicting and I feel like I could never have enough but I stop before I get too far but he pulls me closer saying it's okay

And so I do, I bite him again on the other side of his neck and he moans softly as if this is as pleasurable for him as it is for me. I pull away from his neck and kiss his lips roughly again eager to have him here and now as if he is the answer to all my pain, the only one who could take it all away