carry on my wayward son [closed]

"I... I think I'm okay," Cady gasped, fighting to catch her breath and keep the fear at bay, "Pretty sure my stitches are open again. DOn't worry about me, I'll be healed in a few days if I can manage to go that length of time without injuring myself again."

***

Sam frowned at Cady's comment, unsure of how she could possibly be healed within such a short space of time and turning to look at Jessie. "We'll figure out something, lets just focus on warding the house and keeping you two safe for now."

"We need to check the stitches, if you need them redone, we're going." Dean told her firm as he got up and scooped her up taking her to the room he always shared with Sam and laying her and checking. "They don't look reopened." Dean told her sitting beside of her frowning. "I am going to keep you safe, I promise." Dean told her.

***

Jessie nodded her head seeing Dean walk away with Cady. "Could she be a vampire, or demon or something?" Jessie looked at Sam talking quietly to him as she frowned a little at how bad her back was aching.

"My dad promised me that and then he died... please, don't say that," Cady pleaded quietly, looking down at her hands and silently cursing herself for letting him so close.

***

"I don't think, I think she's human," Sam replied with a frown as he stared at the door Dean had just carried Cady through, "I think she's just special... unique way beyond any human."

Dean frowned looking at her, "I am sorry." Dean told her. "But I will keep you safe. Azazel will be dealt with." Dean told her honestly.

***

Jessie looked at him, "I feel bad for her." Jessie whispered.

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"Thank you," Cady stated quietly, "I was just a girl in a bar, you didn't have to take time to talk to me... it meant a lot that someone recognized my struggle."

***

"She'll be okay... you'll both be okay, but I think that you're going need each other to get through this," Sam said.

"I have been there." Dean sat beside of her. "I am going to be with you though, this. I promise." Dean told her. "Nothing will take me away. I have been to hell and back. I am still going strong." Dean told her.

***

Jessie nodded her head, "Maybe." Jessie whispered as she managed to get to her room. Feeling the pain in her back she sat down slowly frowning.

"What's hell like?" Cady replied with a frown, "I've heard that it's like a prison... endless and void of light, I've had a run in or two with Crowley as well."

***

"Are you okay?" Sam inquired concerned, "You hit that wall pretty hard."

"I hate that man." Dean sighed. "It is like a prison. I was suspended with hooks in my back. I had the hell hounds come after me, and kill me in front of Sam and take my soul to hell." Dean told her. "I made a deal with a deamon to save Sam, and costed me a trip to hell." Dean admitted.

***

"Just swore." Jessie told him. "I'll be fine, I promise." Jessie told him with a light smile.

"There are worse things that you could have traded your soul for... money, immortality, selling it to save your brother is selfless," Cady stated, looking over at Dean and offering him a small smile, "If I had known what was going to happen to my parents, I would have traded my soul to keep them safe and alive."

***

"We should really get you looked at," Sam added, but he didn't want to push and simply left to get her some painkillers.

Dean frowned, "Trust me it is one thing you'd never want to do. Not even if it is selfless." Dean told her as he sighed softly to himself.

***

Jessie shook her head, "I'll be fine in the morning, promise." Jessie told him.

Cady opened her mouth to answer, but quickly closed it again and looked down at her hands. The truth was that she would, even now... she thought about giving herself up so that they could live again and it was tempting. She had always been picked last, always giving a hundred percent of herself and receiving hardly anything in return. She was tired... tired of living and fighting for a world that she saw in black and white, instead of color.

***

"Okay... here," Sam stated, handing her the painkillers and a glass of water, "I'm going to go do some research."

Dean looked at her and frowned a little, "Are you ok?" Dean questioned her softly.

***

"Need help?" Jessie asked taking them from him and sipping the water after taking the medicine.

"I... I'm fine," Cady told him with a smile, although she had already decided that she was leaving and come up with a plan in her head, "I'm going to try and get some more rest."

***

"Help is always appreciated," Sam answered with a grin, heading into the kitchen and setting up his laptop as he grabbed a couple of books from the library. They knew a lot about Azazel, but they had never really looked into him properly and Sam figured that it was the best place to start.

Dean looked at her knowing that look but didn't say anything as he nodded. "Alright." Dean told her. "Good night." Dean told her.

***

Jessie sat down after getting her a beer. She took a sip of it and handed Sam one. Going through the books, she began writing on her writing pad as she took and sighed to herself hoping they came up with more than they knew.

It was late when Cady was awoken by the alarm on her phone and quietly got up, heading to her SUV.

***

Sam took the beer with a nod in thanks and kept his focus on the screen, typing in the search engine for the sites that they normally used. The internet wasn't exactly the place to go for information, but if you knew the right sites (And Sam most definitely did) then you could find out what you needed and more.

Dean jolted awake hearing Cady move. Rushing out the door barefooted, and only in his jeans he saw her going to her SUV. "Where are you going?" Dean questioned walking right behind her.

***

Looking up from the book, Lacey looked at Sam. "Have you found anything?" She questioned him softly laying her pen down as she got up getting them some coffee and handing Sam his mug the way he liked it as she sipped hers.

"Away... just somewhere that my presence isn't going to cause others to get hurt," Cady answered as she chucked her bag in the trunk, "You don't understand, Dean and I don't expect you to."

***

Sam smiled at Jessie in thanks and shook his head. "I haven't found anything that we didn't already know, but that doesn't mean the information isn't out there and I'm going to find it."

"I do, actually." Dean crossed his arms. "I was the same damn way when I came back from hell. But running, isn't going to solve anything or help the matter at hand." Dean admitted. "Let me help you, Cady please." Dean begged.

***
Jessie smiled at him, "I know you will." Jessie hugged him. "I am going to go make us all something to eat, if you need me shout." Jessie told him.

Going into the kitchen she took and began making breakfast for everyone.

The urge to run was strong, but Cady's heart told her to stay with Dean and, at that particular moment, her heart was stronger. She'd always been a think with your head type of person, but it seemed as though Dean had a way of by-passing everything that she knew was logical and getting her to listen to what she wanted to do instead.

This of course was dangerous for them both and Cady had tried to walk away, but he wouldn't let her.

***

With a nod, Sam returned his attention to the computer screen and sighed. Azazel came up in many legends and stories, but they all simply repeated what other stories had said. This was going to be harder than any of them imagined it would be.