GOODNESS | DEAN WINCHESTER | BOOK TWO

In My Time Of Dying

Shia was very upset, she wasn't blaming anyone else but herself. She was now in the truck with her dad, Bobby, every now and then he would glance between her and the road.

"You know this ain't your fault, right?" Bobby told his daughter, Shia.

"No, dad, I should have went with them! How could I be so stupid?!"

"If you would have went then you would have gotten hurt. Stop blaming yourself, you had nothing to do with it."

"I should've been there, I could have orbed them away before the truck could have hit them," Shia said quietly, all she could think about is how she could have helped.

"Yeah, and you know how your powers have been acting lately. You need to get focused. If you were out there you wouldn't have had the strength to orb everyone out the way. Now, you stop your grievin'. This ain't your fault." Bobby told Shia, he couldn't understand why she was taking this to the heart. It wasn't her fault, Dean was the one to tell her to stay behind while him and Sam went to go find John. Then...he understood why this was hurting her so bad. It was her lover that is hurt, it is her best friend hurt, it is a man that's like a second father to her that us hurting right now. Shia's been so good to everyone, she doesn't deserve to lose anybody in her life. Bobby now understands completely, he took Shia's hand in his as he drove to the hospital Sam, Dean, and John stayed.

Bobby and Shia was now at the hospital where Sam was waiting out front, Shia jumped out of the car to run to Sam to give him a tight hug.

"Oh my God, I'm glad you're okay. I was so worried," Shia whispered in his ear. "Oh God, sorry, am I hurting you? Are you okay?"

"No, I'm fine." Sam told her.

"How's John?" Shia asked, Sam gave her a saddened look.

"He's not awake yet."

"Oh God. What about Dean?" Shia asked quietly, something in her gut told her that she didn't want to know the answer.

"Dean's got it worst than any of us, he's unconscious. They say he has a slight chance of waking up," Sam informed his best friend. Shia's heart broke for Dean, she could feel the tears run slowly down her face causing her mascara to become a black mess. Sam couldn't do anything but pull her into him to give her a comforting hug.

Shia knocks on John Winchesters door, he gave her a soft smile and nodded her to come inside.

"I see you're awake." Shia said sitting beside him in a chair.

"Yeah, well, I guess I am." John said giving her his bitch face, Shia laughed a little.

"John, don't be a smartass. I hate it. How are you feeling anyways?"

"Like hammered shit. What about you? How do you feel, baby girl?"

"I feel terrible. I should have been there for you guys, John. Now, Dean's in their suffering," Shia told him as she tried to blink her tears away. John grabbed her hand.

"You love my boy, don't you?" John asked.

"More than anything,"

"Promise you'll take care of him?"

"You know I'll always take care of both of them, John. Why? What are thinking?" Shia asked, she could tell that John was up to something. Her heart was burning, she got that feeling when something bad could happen at any moment.

"I just wanted to know. Look, we usually fight a little. Hell, we never really saw eye to eye. I love you. Okay? I want you to know that." John said as he reached over and gave Shia a small kiss on the forehead.