Heat of the moment

Chapter 10

It's been a couple hours sense we found out I'm dead meat I'm in the motel room reading about this sickness but all I can concentrate on is this stupid clock ticking I sigh out starting to feel weird I start coughing my eyes being drawn to the horrible pictures of people dying I start feeling my heart pick up its pace my vision going blurry I close my eyes rubbing them trying to get it to stop but to no avail I start seeing big bold words on the pages that I swear weren't there before like "your gonna die" and "your such a loser" I start getting really freaked out breathing heavily then I hear that god awful ticking again and it's the last straw I jump up grabbing the clock from the wall slamming it on the floor breaking it I huff sitting down on the couch running my hands through my hair when the door opens I jump only to see Sam and Dean coming in with groceries they look at the clock on the floor confused

"Everything all right" Sam asks already knowing the answer Dean comes over and sits next to me looking at me worriedly

"Oh yeah just peachy"I say smiling sarcastically

"Find anything" I say looking over at Dean impatiently

"Yeah, Jessie O'Brien body was cremated so we're pretty sure she's not our ghost" he sighs hating to give me bad news I sigh going to pick at my scratches

"Hey quit picking at that" Dean grabs my hand holding it in his to stop me I smile a little even though I really wanted to scratch

"How are you feeling?" Sam says plopping down on the chair in front of me putting his feet on the table

"Awesome....its to have my head on the chopping block" I say with fake enthusiasm Dean just squeezes my hand looking at me like I could break at any minute I look at him and my heart breaks a bit seeing him so scared especially over me I just want to soothe it away so I try reaching my other hand up to his face cupping it rubbing my thumb up and down on his cheek he practically melts into my hand and it makes me smile warmly when I pull away after a minute he groans not wanting me to stop which makes me laugh lightly but that laugh turns into a cough as I lean forward

"You ok?" Dean asks worriedly putting his hand on my back I try to respond but can't as I start gasping for air putting my hand on my throat I run to the sink feeling like I'm gonna barf

"Em!" They both say running over to me Dean holding my hair back I continue coughing when all of a sudden I cough up blood and a wood chip after that comes out I feel back to normal taking a deep breathe Dean pulls me into him holding my face in his hands

"Don't ever do that again" he looks in my eyes seriously groaning out a sigh of relief he pulls me into him hugging me tightly I hug him back if not tighter thinking that I was just dead, Sam washing the wood chip off

"We've been completely ingoring the biggest clue we have-you" Sam says looking at me I pull back from Dean him not letting me go far with a hand on my hip

"I don't wanna be a clue" I say looking at the wood chip

"The abrasion's, this- the disease it's trying to tell us something" Sam says smiling

"Tell us what- wood chips!" Dean says not seeming as happy

"Exactly" Sam says sighing out a little laugh of relief me and Dean just look at him confused

~~~time skip~~~

Sam figured out we need to go to a lumber mill of all things so we hopped in the car and now here we are pulling up to it, I look at the abandoned building scared Dean sees sense he's barely let me out of his sight sense my almost choking to death fiasco earlier which I secretly love, he puts his hand on my thigh squeezing it reassuringly I smile at him blushing a bit before we get out of the car but once I see the building a terrified feeling washes over me