Chapter 6

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Dean

Everyone swore as Anna passed out. Bobby gripped her arm tightly, kept her from hitting the floor. Dean lunged and caught the other side of her. Sam ran for a first aid kit. His hands shook a little as he cradled her body close to him. Her warm, living, breathing body.

"It's really her?" Dean asked, his voice tight with hope. Bobby nodded.

"No one was supposed to know she was alive. Not even me. I only found out because someone fudged her plan C, sent her stuff to my place. If she had actually died the girl would have burned it. I brought her here instead of letting them take her back. She's still injured, healing on her own." Dean huffed, his head jumbled up with the additional emotional stress on top of everything else. Somewhere, just underneath the relief he was feeling, came the anger. A burning fury that she was going to let him think she was dead, let him think she was gone and then run off to be away from him. To leave.

"Why did she do this?" He asked gruffly. Bobby looked over at Dean, his expression inscrutable. Dean thought he saw a flash of pity, but the next second it was gone. It was replaced by fear. Fear for Anna. Fear that next time it would be real, and not fake. Dean felt the fear too. The older hunter looked away from Dean, down towards Anna, his expression tinged with pain and fear, even as it softened.

"Because no one looks for a dead girl."

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