Will and Zee
Slender fingers arched outwards, a muttered word had the blade spinning in the air between them. Just spinning lazily in a circle before she looked up at him and sighed. She never underestimated Will, she'd worked with him long enough to know better. She tried to think of a way out of this, then gave up, Zee trusted three people fully - Sam, Garin, Will - they'd all earned it in their own ways. She couldn't lie to Will.
"How do you reconcile the fact the person you love with everything fell under the sway of the Mark during the week of nightmares and tried, very earnestly, to kill you?" she waved a hand, another muttered word, the sleeve on her arm vanished. A jagged scar from shoulder to the crook of her elbow - the cut visible and the burn scars on the edges where she'd burned it shut to stop the bleeding was a shade darker. It had been a messy wound and she'd made it worse. Adam and Carson had done their best and she'd refused magical healing because she... she needed that reminder.
"He missed, and it was an all out, down and dirty, nasty fight where I had to the drag in the Winchesters to help or he would have succeeded despite my power."
"And that was after I had weeks upon weeks of regular nightmares and didn't get any sleep. Now all I see is his face twisted in deranged pleasure knowing that I was the hardest target for him to hit, the best adrenaline rush available. I know it was the Mark, and the First Blade twisting him, but that means the desire to test himself against me was there in the first place. Every time I close my eyes that's all I see. Magic, Potions, medication, meditation - none of it helps. We've talked, him and I. And I'll always have his back, and that I need to help him in the coming months, something's coming and I know it and I won't not help him, but my heart is broken in a way he's never managed before and I dont think I can patch it back up again."
Then she looked up at him, the blade falling to clatter on the desk, her blue eyes dark with a pain that ran soul deep. The next part was almost whispered. "I look inwards and see the changes, the darkness creeping in, and the worst part is the more he hurts me the more like him I become and we are supposed to balance each other out, I am supposed to be the light in his darkness and it's not ... it's not going that way anymore. "