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Fallen and Once Upon A Time
Naomi knew she lost Dean right then and there. She didn't even remember putting her hands around him. How did that happen? Why didn't she remember? She definitely didn't want to remember. Dean was going to kick her out and she would be alone and with everything going on that was the last thing she wanted.
Naomi kept quiet hiding her tears. She looked down pulling out a knife. She hurt Dean the one who person who cared for her how could she live with herself.
Naomi sneezed due to some dust giving away her hiding spot. "I don't remember touching him." She whispered to herself tears quickly came down her face.
"You don't have to do anything I will." She whispered softly looking at the knife. "I don't remember touching you. I don't remember." Naomi said shaikly.
"I had my hands around your throat. I honestly don't know how my hands got there." She whispered. "I tried killing you. "
"Yeah. I know." Dean sighed. He glanced up at the sky. He knew that if she went off alone, she'd probably be dead by next week or she'd be drunk somewhere.
"You were going to kick me out. I could sense coming from you." Naomi said. "Please if you are going to kill me do it or I will I can't be trusted." She knew Dean wouldn't kill her.
"Stop saying stupid s*** like that." Dean told her. "Get up, come on." He said, stepping back so she'd get out of the car.
Naomi looked at him and got out quickly looking down. She honestly felt that way. She didn't trust herself at all. "I can't be trusted."
"That's why you're going back into the panic room. And you're not gonna try to break yourself out this time." Dean sighed.
Naomi didn't argue with him she was afraid of herself. "Please kill me. I'm a monster." She stayed far away from Dean because she didn't want to hurt him. She wasn't sure who was taking this harder him or her.
Naomi quickly pull away from his touch. "Please don't touch me." She whispered. "I'm serious Dean I could have really hurt you. I'm a danger to you and my sister. I...." A loud crash came it was the hunters who were looking for awhile back. She looked at Dean. To her hunting or fighting was Dean was fun because she felt like they really clicked together.
"Give us the orcale." The one hunter. "Winchester hand her over or I will shoot you and the old man. There's a price and I'm not letting anything take that away."
"Give us the orcale." The one hunter. "Winchester hand her over or I will shoot you and the old man. There's a price and I'm not letting anything take that away."
Dean sighed. He was about ready to tell her to just leave, he wasn't going to deal with trying to convince her to do simple things. Dean spun, hearing the voice. He drew his gun. "You won't shoot me, cause if you shoot me and she'll be gone in an instant."
"I think what he is trying to say is if you shoot him and my father. Or anyone else I will kill you." Naomi said. "No one hurts the people I care about " Maybe she should have kept quiet , but she didn't take this threat lightly.
"Hand her over. I knew you had a soft side for monsters, but really. She can't possibly care for you. Just hand her over now." He said pointing his gun at Dean. "We will make sure her death is quick."
"Hand her over. I knew you had a soft side for monsters, but really. She can't possibly care for you. Just hand her over now." He said pointing his gun at Dean. "We will make sure her death is quick."
"She's not a monster." Dean answered in a low growl. "If she was, I would've shot her already, but she isn't.." Dean kept his gun aimed at the hunter pointing one at him.
Naomi looked at him and smiled softly he believed in her or maybe he believed her.
The hunter look at him. "Fine then I gave you your chance." He said with a cold smile. He pulled the trigger.
Naomi screamed closing her eyes tightly. "Please be okay." She whispered she didn't realize she stopped the bullet in mid-air. Falling to ground. "He has to be okay."
The hunter look at him. "Fine then I gave you your chance." He said with a cold smile. He pulled the trigger.
Naomi screamed closing her eyes tightly. "Please be okay." She whispered she didn't realize she stopped the bullet in mid-air. Falling to ground. "He has to be okay."
Dean quickly moved to dodge the bullet when it suddenly stopped. He tilted his head, grabbing it. "I'm alright Naomi, it's okay."
Naomi was shaking. She got up off the ground. "Your not welcomed here."
The hunter smiled some taking an aim and fired at her. It Naomi in the stomach. "There she's dead." He said as she fell to the ground.
Naomi was struggling to breathe.
The hunter smiled some taking an aim and fired at her. It Naomi in the stomach. "There she's dead." He said as she fell to the ground.
Naomi was struggling to breathe.
Dean didn't care. He fired one shot at each hunter, nailing them in the head before rushing over to Naomi.
((Sorry for the late response))
Naomi had been stabbed and knocked around countless times. "Dean." She managed to say. She didn't want to die.
Naomi had been stabbed and knocked around countless times. "Dean." She managed to say. She didn't want to die.
((She was I meant that she was comparing getting stabbed to being shot sorry for not making that clear.))
((Okay. Thanks for clarification.))"I'm right here." Dean knelt beside her, looking for where she was hit.
"No. You can't sleep." Dean answered. He put pressure on the wound once he found it, knowing Bobby would come out because of the gunshots.
"I know. But you can't sleep. You've got to stay with me." Dean told her. Wyatt nodded. She sighed and stayed in the house, glaring at the stupid cast on her arm.
Naomi looked at him. "I don't want to die." She whispered. She felt her eyes closed like she had no choice. She forced them open.
Bobby looked at them. "I'm going to have Wyatt call 911 Seb take care of those bodies. Dean make sure she doesn't close her eyes." Bobby ran back to the house. "Wyatt you need to call 911 now."
Bobby looked at them. "I'm going to have Wyatt call 911 Seb take care of those bodies. Dean make sure she doesn't close her eyes." Bobby ran back to the house. "Wyatt you need to call 911 now."
"Keep looking at me. You're gonna be fine." Dean told her. Seb heard Bobby and went to take care of the Bobby's.
Wyatt nodded, grabbing the phone and dialing 911. She quickly explained what had happened and gave the address.
Naomi looked at him. "I'm cold." She whispered. Fighting to keep her eyes open. "Dean." She whispered. "I love you." She was struggling to breathe.
Bobby sighed some. He went back to Dean. "You go with them tell them your married." He knew most likely that the hospital wouldn't let him see her other wise.
Bobby sighed some. He went back to Dean. "You go with them tell them your married." He knew most likely that the hospital wouldn't let him see her other wise.
"I love you but you aren't going anywhere." Dean told her. He nodded, acknowledging what Bobby said. Within minutes, sirens could be heard. Seb had already moved the bodies out of sight.
Naomi heard the noises. "It hurts." She whispered. "Dean don't leave. I'm sorry I shouldn't have stepped out." Whispering softly feeling her eyes drift shut.
The paramedics did the best they could to get the wound packed to help slow the bleeding before getting her into the ambulance. Dean was allowed to go, using Bobby's excuse of being married to Naomi.
Naomi felt everything melt away. She no longer heard noises. She was having a hard time breathing. Deep down she regretted wanting to die. Fighting to keep breathing. The pain didn't help either, every time she breathed in the pain intensified.
"I might but I won't be much use there. Naomi and I currently aren't really talking. I love her and want her okay but me being there won't help. I can do stuff to help here though.." Wyatt replied.
"Wyatt stop this childish act your sister is dying. You will regret every day if your sister dies" Bobby said.
Naomi forced her eyes darting back and forth. She couldn't move or speak. She said was going to die.
Naomi forced her eyes darting back and forth. She couldn't move or speak. She said was going to die.




Seb frowned. He went after them, frustrated.