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A/N: so sorry this took so long

She lunges and you dodge out of the way just in time. She anticipates it and kicks your leg, making you fall to the floor in the pool of blood. You struggle to get up but you slip. The monster steps on the hand holding your knife. You scream and drop it. Then she kicks your side viciously and you groan, curling.
"You and Cas are," kick, "weak. That's why, " kick, "I'll finish him first. Then I'll come back for you." The monster grins. She steps toward Cas's door, trying the knob. Finds it locked.
"Stop, please," you beg feebly. You know she won't even listen, but you have to try. You're desperate.
She looks to you, moving back from the door. "Sorry, sweetheart. Say goodbye to your pathetic boy toy." She raises her leg and kicks it out, slamming the door open. You grope for your knife. Blood dribbles down your chin and onto the floor. Finally, you wrap your hand around it. With some effort, you lift yourself up enough to throw the knife at the monsters back. She catches it, turning around. "Really? Maybe I should finish you first." She raises the knife, then stops. She coughs, blood spurting. She looks down at her waist, which is seeping red. Then, she falls to the ground.
"Cas," you gasp. He's standing above her, bloody knife in his hand. He's pale and slumps, dropping the knife. You hurry towards him, catching him before he falls.
"Cas," you whisper again. You lower him to the floor, clutching him in your arms. He weakly reaches up, slipping his hand into your hair.
"I'm here," he says.
You thought you couldn't cry anymore. That the last few days have drained every drop from you. But with those three words, you are proved wrong.

One final part left!

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A/N: so sorry this took so long

She lunges and you dodge out of the way just in time. She anticipates it and kicks your leg, making you fall to the floor in the pool of blood. You struggle to get up but you slip. The monster steps on the hand holding your knife. You scream and drop it. Then she kicks your side viciously and you groan, curling.
"You and Cas are," kick, "weak. That's why, " kick, "I'll finish him first. Then I'll come back for you." The monster grins. She steps toward Cas's door, trying the knob. Finds it locked.
"Stop, please," you beg feebly. You know she won't even listen, but you have to try. You're desperate.
She looks to you, moving back from the door. "Sorry, sweetheart. Say goodbye to your pathetic boy toy." She raises her leg and kicks it out, slamming the door open. You grope for your knife. Blood dribbles down your chin and onto the floor. Finally, you wrap your hand around it. With some effort, you lift yourself up enough to throw the knife at the monsters back. She catches it, turning around. "Really? Maybe I should finish you first." She raises the knife, then stops. She coughs, blood spurting. She looks down at her waist, which is seeping red. Then, she falls to the ground.
"Cas," you gasp. He's standing above her, bloody knife in his hand. He's pale and slumps, dropping the knife. You hurry towards him, catching him before he falls.
"Cas," you whisper again. You lower him to the floor, clutching him in your arms. He weakly reaches up, slipping his hand into your hair.
"I'm here," he says.
You thought you couldn't cry anymore. That the last few days have drained every drop from you. But with those three words, you are proved wrong.

One final part left!