someone to stay, supernatural [ 1 ]

004. changed lives

"Libby. Libby. I need Libby." Sam says, looking at his brother before turning to his sister. He was aware that his siblings had gotten Libby which he is extremely grateful for. Sam takes his daughter from Natalie and is unsettled by her lack of crying, but looks at her only to find her mostly asleep.

"Libby?" Sam asks. There's no way she would be asleep right now. Sam's glances to her stomach, finding a red patch on her pajama shirt. His eyes widen and he lifts it up, revealing a cut on her stomach. "No, no, no." He whispers.

Sam looks to his siblings in alarm, the two also seeing the injury.

"Baby girl, go back to the car." Dean gently tells his daughter, not wanting to raise her anxiety.

"But--"

"Just go, sweetie. We're okay." Dean tells her. Ophelia goes back to the Impala and gets in, Dean making sure she's good. "Okay, put pressure on it."

"I-- with what?" Sam asks, still holding his daughter.

Dean takes his jacket off and holds it over Libby's wound, pressing down on it a bit. He looks at Sam who has tears racing down his face as he worriedly stares at his daughter.

"Hey, she'll be fine." Dean tries to assure.

The ambulance and firemen get there practically at the same time. Dean drags Sam over to the ambulance.

"Excuse me. Hey. We need help. She's been cut." Dean says, pointing at Libby. A few medics take Libby from Sam, the father struggling to let her go, but he stays right next to the gurney they place her on. They work on Libby while a cop questions Dean and Natalie on her injury and what happened.

Soon enough, the medics are able to assure that Libby will be fine.

"Noah isn't answering his phone. I've called him seven times, but nothing." Natalie says, feeling her fear and anxiety at a high level.

"Okay. Yeah, yeah, let's go." Dean says, leading her to the Impala. "Sam!" He calls. Getting the clear from the medics, Sam takes Libby and goes to his siblings.

They get to Natalie's place, the three adults getting out, Sam gently putting an asleep Libby down. Natalie was out of the car before Dean even pulled to a full stop, the brothers catching up, Dean ordering Ophelia to stay in the car with Libby.

Natalie gets to her place and unlocks the door.

"Okay, both of you stay here." Natalie orders.

"What?" The brothers question.

"Maybe he's completely fine and just asleep. And if he is, he doesn't need to wake up to three people." Natalie reasons.

"Nat, he's probably not--" Dean starts.

"He could be." Natalie insists, her eyes pleading for it to be true. "So stay."

"Natalie--" Dean says.

"Dean." She copies his stern tone. She makes her way down the hallway, slowing down when she sees blood along the wall. She feels the tears spring to her eyes, her steps slowing as she makes her way to the bedroom.

Natalie keeps her eyes on the ceiling as she pushes the cracked bedroom door open. Part of her relaxes when she doesn't find her boyfriend pinned to the ceiling. However, that relief soon vanishes as her eyes fall onto the bed.

Noah lays on top of the covers and is in his pajamas, blood coating the sheets and pillows from his slit throat.

Natalie lets out an ear piercing scream, her brothers immediately racing into the room. They stop when they spot Noah's body, eyes widening at the horrific scene.

"We should... we should go." Dean quietly says, knowing his sister's seen enough. "In case of-of fire or something. Come on. Come on, sweetheart." He puts his hands on Natalie's arms, starting to lead her out.

"No! No!" Natalie screams, crying out, her hands hitting Dean's chest as she tries to fight against him. "No! Noah! No!"

Dean's arms wrap around her waist, hauling her off the ground, her legs kicking in the air as she sobs. Natalie continues to sob and cry out for her dead boyfriend as Dean carries her out, another hand on Sam's jacket, dragging him out.

The roles reversed with Natalie screaming and Sam in a frozen state of shock.

Dean doesn't put Natalie down until the reach the Impala and Sam called the police to inform them of a dead body.

Ophelia watches with sad eyes as her aunt sobs.

"Natty. Natty, Natty." Dean tries to get her attention over her sobs.

"No! Let me go!" Natalie shouts, trying to go past Dean, but he stops her.

The screaming wakes Libby up and she's immediately searching for her dad. Sam opens the door, picking her up and holding her close to comfort her, despite still being in shock.

"No. Hey, hey." Dean says, holds her back.

"I need to get back to him!" She cries.

"He's dead!" Dean shouts. Natalie's cries go silent for a moment. "He's dead." He repeats quietly. A small sob escapes Natalie, quickly followed by more.

Natalie allows herself to fall forward into her big brother's chest, her knees not having enough strength to hold herself up. Dean's arms wrap around her securely, making sure he's able to keep her up, a hand placed on her head.

~ ~ ~

The police are at the apartment, other tenants of the apartment standing around outside to see what's going on.

Sam is standing at the trunk of the Impala, Natalie standing next to him, watching as he loads a shotgun.

Dean watches the crime scene before he walks over to the trunk, standing next to his sister. Dean peaks into the backseat where the two girls are asleep.

Dean looks at his sister, but her eyes don't leave the gun in Sam's hands. Dean looks at Sam who looks up, sighing and nodding. Sam tosses the shotgun into the trunk.

"We got work to do." Sam states before shutting the trunk.