Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, its characters or its plot. I DO own my OC Sabrina Moore and Ayami[Aya] I also own what I add to the plot and the whole thing with Sabrina.
If you haven't read Book 1 you should. BUT if you don't want to I suggest just reading the first chapter and last two chapters of book 1 to understand who Sabrina is and who Ayami is.
WAS going to post this when i got home after school but i figured I'd be too tired. Plus this gives people more to review about.
Summary: The Sabrina Moore Chronicles continues with a new character, Ayami, to the mix. She's sassy, sarcastic and sexy, oh and did I mention she's demon? Will Ayami lead Sabrina and the Winchester boys to their salvation or their damnation? Sam/OC/Dean Rated T (Might change)
The Sabrina Moore Chronicles Book Two: Highway to Hell – Chapter 1 – In My Time of Dying
ROAD NIGHT
The demon-possessing-a-truck-driver stepped out of his truck and walked over to the smashed Impala. John and Dean were both unconscious, Sabrina/Aya barley awake. Sam swallowed also barely awake. The demon pulled the driver's side door off its hinges to reveal Sam pointing the Colt at him.
"Back. Or I'll kill you, I swear to god." Sam said.
"You won't. You're saving that bullet for someone else." The demon said.
"You wanna bet?" Sam asked cocking the gun. It smiled; the black demon-ichor poured out of the man, who collapsed. Sam uncocked the gun, drops his head back in relief.
"Oh my god!" The man said.
"Dad?" Sam asked looking at him.
"Did I do this?"
"Dad! Dean? Dean!" Sam looked at Aya and saw the purple irises fading to blue before she passed out. "Bri!"
CRASH SITE - DAY
A rescue helicopter descended to the site, and all four were being loaded onto stretchers. John, Sabrina and Dean were still unconscious, Sam was awake.
"Significant passenger side intrusion. Unresponsive. BP is 180 over 60, heartrate 95, 95." Said a male paramedic.
"Tell me if they're okay!" Sam said.
"You have to stay still!" Said a female paramedic.
"Are they even alive?"
HOSPITAL - DAY
In a room, Dean sat up, worked his jaw, then got out of bed. He was wearing a white t-shirt, blue hospital pants, and nothing else. He went into the hallway.
"Sam? Dad? Anybody?" He asked. Dean went down the stairs to the front of the hospital and found a nurse's station. "Excuse me." He walked down the stairs. "Hi. I, uh, I think I was in a car accident, my dad and my brother and our friend; a girl, I just need to find them." The nurse was unresponsive. "Hello?" He asked snapping his fingers. He went back upstairs to the room he woke up in, panicked, and found his own body on a bed, incubated and dying. He stared in shock.
DEAN'S ROOM - DAY
Still reeling from the shock of seeing his unconscious body, Dean turned, relieved, as Sam entered. Sam stopped at the door and stared at his brother's body, breathing heavily.
"Sammy! You look good. Considering… Man, tell me you can hear me. How's dad? Is he okay? And Sabrina or Aya or whoever! Come on, you're the psychic. Give me some ghost whispering or something!" A doctor entered the room.
"Your father and your girlfriend are awake. You can go see them if you like."
"Thank god." Dean said. "Wait, why did you say she was your girlfriend?"
"Doc, what about my brother?" Sam asked.
"Well, he sustained serious injury: blood loss, contusions to his liver and kidney. But it's the head trauma I'm worried about. There's early signs of cerebral edema."
"Well, what can we do?"
"Well, we won't know his full condition until he wakes up. If he wakes up."
"If?"
"I have to be honest —"
"Oh, screw you, Doc, I'm waking up." Dean said over him.
"-Most people with this degree of injury wouldn't have survived this long. He's fighting very hard. But you need to have realistic expectations."
"Come on, Sam. Go find some hoodoo priest to lay some mojo on me, I'll be fine. Sam?" Dean asked. "Damn it, where's Sabrina's room?" He asked himself walking out.
JOHN'S ROOM - DAY
John was lying in a hospital bed, his arm in a sling. Awkwardly one-handed, he pulled something out of his wallet.
"Here. Give them my insurance." John said. Sam took the card John gave him, smiling as he read it.
"Elroy McGillicutty?"
"And his two loving sons and your girlfriend. So, what else the doctor say about Dean?"
"Nothing. Look. The doctors won't do anything, then we'll have to, that's all. I don't know, I'll find some hoodoo priest and lay some mojo on him."
"We'll look for someone."
"Yeah."
"But Sam, I don't know if we're gonna find anyone."
"Why not? I found that faith healer before."
"Right, that was, that was one in a million."
"So what? Do we just sit here with our thumbs up our ass?"
"No, I said we'd look. All right? I'll check under every stone." There was a pause. "Where's the Colt?"
"Your son is dying, and you're worried about the Colt?"
"We're hunting this demon, and maybe it's hunting us too. That gun may be our only card."
"It's in the trunk. They dragged the car to a yard off I-83."
"All right. You've gotta clean out that trunk before some junk man sees what's inside."
"I already called Bobby. He's like an hour out, he's gonna tow the Impala back to his place."
"All right. You, you go meet up with Bobby. You get that Colt, and you bring it back to me. And you watch out for hospital security."
"I think I've got it covered." He got up to leave; John stopped him, picking up a sheet of paper.
"Hey. Here. I made a list of things I need, have Bobby pick them up for me."
"Acacia?" Sam said reading it. "Oil of Abramelin? What's this stuff for?"
"Protection."
"Hey, Dad? You know, the demon, he said he had plans for me, and children like me. Do you have any idea what he meant by that?"
"No, I don't." Sam went to leave again. "Sammy." Sam stopped and looked back. "Go check on Sabrina." Sam nodded shutting the door to reveal Dean, who had been leaning behind it.
"Well, you sure know something." Dean said.
SABRINA'S ROOM – DAY
Sabrina was sitting up on her bed; she had bandages around her middle, on her head and her wrist. She scratched her head.
Finally.
Sabrina jumped her eyes widened. She looked around.
"Who there?" Sabrina asked quietly, not seeing anyone.
Forget about me already?
Sabrina frowned and kept looking around. Meanwhile Spirit Dean walked into the room. He saw her looking around and walked over.
"Tell me you can sense me or something. Come on, Princess."
"Ayami?" Sabrina asked.
Bingo baby. Hey your boyfriend's here.
Sabrina frowned and looked towards the door.
"There's no one there."
Of course not.
"What are you talking about? A-and how can I hear you?"
"What you hear Aya and not me?" Dean asked. "Great."
For one thing I'm in you, I can talk to you.
"Why did you never talk to me before?"
That stupid sigil kept me from doing anything. Basically I've been asleep the whole time but I know what you know.
"You do realize how creepy sounds, right?"
No kidding. But seriously he's there.
"Who's here?"
"Me! I'm here!" Dean said. "Aya can you hear me?"
Dean. I sense him. I can't hear or see him but I know he's there.
"Wait-Wait.. All the gut feelings I've been getting.. That's because of you?"
Yeah.
"Will I still get those feelings?"
If I don't feel like talking.
"Ya know this is gunna get weird if I have to talk out loud; no one else can here you."
Get a blue-tooth ear piece.
"Actually that's not a bad idea."
Just a heads up Sammy's in the doorway and you look crazy.
Sabrina looked over and saw Sam looking at her a bit concerned.
"Who are you talking to?" He asked walking over.
"U-Uh Ayami."
"You're talking to her?" Sabrina nodded.
"In my head."
"Hearing voices, I think you're going insane." Sam said with a light chuckle.
"Sammy." She rolled her eyes. "How is everyone?"
"Dad's awake. Dean…" He swallowed. "Isn't. They don't think he will." Sabrina opened her mouth but Aya cut her off in her head.
Don't tell him.
"What?"
"What?" Sam asked.
Don't tell him about Dean.
"Why?"
"Why what? Sabrina, feelin kinda left out here." Sam said with a soft chuckle.
"Uh Sorry."
Just don't tell.
"Okay well… I'm glad you're okay." Sam said. He walked closer and handed her a small teddy. "I uh.. picked it up while you were out."
"Sam." She said taking it with a smile. Dean rolled his eyes.
"Oh come on." He said. "You got her a bear? I'm walking around like a ghost and you're-you're flirting and-and- come on man!" She looked up at him.
"I never knew.. about Ayami I swear."
"Don't worry, Bri." Sam said. "I believe you." He reached out and stroked her head. Dean glared. "I uh, I gotta go get some things for my dad."
"Wait can I come?" She asked.
"I don't think you're in any condition to leave."
"I'm fine. If I'm in too much pain I'll.. let Aya out."
"No." Sam said sternly.
Sammy you hurt my feelings.
"She said you hurt her feelings." Sam gave her a look. "Why not?"
"Because she's not there to help us. She's there to keep you alive, the demon was right there and she did nothing."
I couldn't
"She couldn't."
"Why not?"
You wouldn't understand.
"She said you wouldn't understand."
"Try me." Sam said with a straight face. Sabrina nodded.
"She said he would've killed us. Her and me. She didn't help and he let us live."
"Why would he let you live?"
"Because of Ayami's father."
"Who is?"
"… She won't tell me. Sam please let me come with you." Sam sighed.
"I gotta sign you out then. You sure you're good?"
"I'm great." She went to get off the bed and held in a groan. He quickly put a hand on her side and one on her arm.
"Sure you are."
"Sammy please." She gave puppy dog eyes.
"Alright, but if I gets to be too much I'm bringing you back."
"Deal."
JUNKYARD – DAY
Sam and Sabrina met Bobby at the junkyard and walked to where the Impala was. Sam and Sabrina looked down at the mangled car.
"Oh man, Dean is gonna be pissed." Sam said.
"Look, Sam. This... this just ain't worth a tow." Bobby said popping the hood. He went to close it and it came off. "I say we empty the trunk, sell the rest for scrap." Sam got his laptop from the back.
"No." The top of the top of his laptop broke off. "Dean would kill me if we did that. When he gets better he's gonna want to fix this." Sam put the laptop on the roof. Bobby walked around the car.
"There's nothing to fix. The frame's a pretzel, and the engine's ruined. There's barely any parts worth salvaging."
"Listen to me, Bobby. If there's only one working part, that's enough. We're not just going to give up on..."
"Okay. You got it." Bobby said quietly.
"Here, uh, Dad asked for you to get this stuff for him." Sam handed over the list. Bobby looked at it, frowning.
"What's John want with this?"
"Protection from the demon?" Bobby gave him a look. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just, um,"
"Bobby? What's going on?"
"Let me see?" Sabrina asked. Bobby handed the paper to her not thinking she'd know what it meant. Sabrina looked at the paper.
Summon a demon.
Sabrina's eyes widened.
"What?" Sam asked. "What's wrong?" She handed the list back to Bobby.
"That stuff's used to summon demons."
"How would you know that?" Bobby asked confused.
"Ayami told me." Sam sighed.
"Uh, Bobby, don't freak out, long story short. Bri was put in a coma, Jess made a deal, Bri has a demon, Ayami, in her to keep her alive."
"What?"
"She's in full control!" Sam said quickly. "We didn't even know about it until she got her ribs cracked. There was something on them that broke and let Aya-"
"Wake up." Sabrina said.
"Yeah wake up. If Aya leaves Bri she'll die." Bobby had a frown on his face.
"Your daddy and Dean know about this?" Sam nodded. Bobby looked uneasy.
DEAN'S ROOM - DAY
John was sitting by Dean's bed; Spirit Dean stood nearly.
"Come on, Dad. You've gotta help me. I've gotta get better, I've gotta get back in there. I mean, you haven't called a soul for help. You haven't even tried. Aren't you going to do anything? Aren't you even going to say anything?" He said louder. He started walking around the bed. "I've done everything you've ever asked me. Everything. I have given everything I've ever had. And you're just going to sit there and you're going to watch me die? I mean, what the hell kind of father are you?" He paused, hearing something. "What is that?" Dean went into the hallway and a spirit whooshed past him. He jumped back. Dean looked at John. "I take it you didn't see that." Dean stalked the spirit down the hallways. He saw it go into a back hallway where a woman was lying on the floor, choking.
"Help! Help!" She choked out.
"Hey! I need some help in here!" Dean shouted.
"I can't... breathe!" She panted loudly, trying desperately to breathe, then went silent. Dean, leaning over her, looked on helplessly.
JOHN'S ROOM - DAY
Sam stalked into the room with a duffel bag, Sabrina followed behind him. Spirit Dean met him at the door and started trying to talk to him.
"Sammy! Tell me you can friggin' hear me, man, there's something in the hospital. Now, you've got to bring me back and we've got to hunt this thing. Sam!"
"You're quiet." John said. Sam turned, fuming, and hurled the bag onto the bed with a crash.
"Did you think I wouldn't find out?" Sam asked.
"What are you talking about?"
"That stuff from Bobby, you don't use it to ward off a demon, you use it to summon one. You're planning on bringing the demon here, aren't you? Having some stupid macho showdown?!"
"I have a plan, Sam."
"That's exactly my point! Dean is dying, and you have a plan! You know what, you care more about killing this demon than you do saving your own son!"
"No, no, no, guys, don't do this!" Dean said over them.
"Do not tell me how I feel! I am doing this for Dean."
"How? How is revenge going to help him?" Sam asked. "You're not thinking about anybody but yourself, it's the same selfish obsession!"
"Come on guys, don't do this!"
"You know, it's funny, I thought it was your obsession too! This demon killed your mother, killed your girlfriend. You begged me to be part of this hunt. Now if you'd killed that damn thing when you had the chance, none of this would have happened."
"It was possessing you, Dad, I would have killed you too."
"Yeah, and your brother would be awake right now."
"Shut up, both of you!"
"Go to hell." Sam said.
"I should have never taken you along in the first place. I knew it was a mistake, I knew I was wrong —"
"I said SHUT UP!" Dean smacked a glass of water off the table and it went flying, crashing to the floor. Sabrina let out a yelp. Sam and John looked at each other, confused, Dean looked stunned. "Dude, I full-on Swayze'd that mother." Suddenly dean crumpled in pain, flickering. Nurses and doctors started running by in the hallway. "What the- What is it?"
"Something's going on out there." John said. He jerked his head indicating "Go find out" to Sam.
DEAN'S ROOM - DAY
Monitors were beeping, a doctor and some nurses were surrounding Dean, resuscitating him.
"All clear."
"No." Sam said huddling in the doorway, tears in his eyes. Sabrina stared, tears coming to her eyes as well.
"Still no pulse." A nurse said.
"Okay, let's go again, 360." The doctor said.
"Charging." Sam was crying and fidgeting. Dean came slowly behind him. He saw a ghostly figure floating over the body lying in the bed.
"You get the hell away from me." He shouted. He ran to the bed and faced the thing down, yelling. "I said get back!" Sam blinked, looked confused, as if he had heard something. Dean grabbed for the spirit; he latched on momentarily before it hurled him back and then soared out of the room. The monitors started beeping slow, quiet.
"We have a pulse. We're back into sinus rhythm." The nurse said. Dean ran into the hallway, looking for the spirit; it had vanished. Sam sighed in relief and backed into the hallway, watching from there. Dean came back and stood by him.
"Don't worry, Sammy. I'm not going anywhere. I'm getting that thing before it gets me. It's some kind of spirit, but I could grab it. And if I can grab it, I can kill it." Sam looked over to where Dean was, confused. Dean wandered the halls, then heard a girl yelling.
"Can't you see me? Why won't you look at me?"
"Now what?" Dean asked.
"Somebody talk to me! Say something, please!" She was going up the stairs.
"Can you see me?" Dean asked. She turned around.
"Yeah."
"All right, just, uh, calm down." He said walking up the stairs. "What's your name?"
"Tessa."
"Okay, good, Tessa, I'm Dean."
"What's happening to me? Am - am I dead?"
"That sort of depends."
TESSA'S ROOM
Dean and Tessa stood outside a room, watching what was apparently Tessa's body, hooked up to tubes and machines. A woman sat by the bed, holding her hand.
"I don't understand. I just came in for an appendectomy." Tessa said.
"Well, I hate to bear bad news, but I think there were some complications." Dean said.
"It's just a dream, that's all. It's just a very weird, unbelievably vivid dream."
"Tessa. It's not a dream."
"Then what else could it be?"
"You ever heard of an out of body experience?"
"What are you, some new agey guy?"
"You see me messing with crystals or listening to Yanni? It's actually a very old idea. Got a lot of different names: Bilocation, crisis apparition, fetches... I think it's happening to us. And if it is, it means that we're spirits of people close to death."
"So we're gunna die?"
"No. Not if we hold on. Our bodies can get better, we can snap right back in there and wake up."
JOHN'S ROOM - DAY
"What do you mean, you felt something?" John asked.
"I mean it felt like, like Dean. Like he was there, just out of eyeshot or something. I don't know if it's my psychic thing or what, it... But do you think it's even possible? I mean, do you think his spirit could be around?" Sam asked.
"Anything's possible."
"Well, there's one way to find out." Sam turned to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"I gotta pick something up, I'll be back."
"Wait, Sam. I promise I won't hunt this demon. Not until we know Dean's okay." Sam nodded and left. Sabrina walked up to him in the hall.
"Where are you going?"
"To uh, get a Ouija board."
"Did you sense him too?"
"Too? Bri have you sensed Dean?"
"Uh no.. Ayami did. She couldn't see or hear him but she knew he was there." Sam nodded.
"Come on."
HALLWAY - DAY
Dean and Tessa were walking down the hallway.
"I gotta say, I'm impressed." Dean said.
"With what?" Tessa asked.
"With you. Most people in your spot would be jello right now, but uh, you've taken this pretty well. Maybe a little better than me."
"Don't get me wrong. I was pretty freaked at first. But now, I don't know. Maybe I'm dealing."
"So you're okay with dying?"
"No, of course not. I just think, whatever's gonna happen's gonna happen. It's out of my control, it's fate."
"Huh. Well, that's crap. You always have a choice. You can either roll over and die or you can keep fighting, no matter what —" The was a sudden PA announcement.
"Room 237, code blue. Dr. Kripke to room 237, code blue."
"Where are you going?" Tessa asked.
"Just wait here." Dean ran down the hallway to another room in crisis. The same spirit was hovering over a little girl, who was being resuscitated. It reached a hand into her face. "Get away from her!" He lunged at the spirit, which vanished. The nurses stopped resuscitation.
"All right, let's call it." A male doctor said.
"Time of death, five eleven p.m." A female doctor said.
"At least she's not suffering anymore." Said a nurse. Dean looked stunned.
DEAN'S ROOM - NIGHT
Sam entered the room quietly, clutching a brown paper bag in his arms. Sabrina walked in behind him.
"Hey. I think maybe you're around. And if you are, don't make fun of me for this, but um, well, there's one way we can talk." Sam pulled out a box labeled 'Mystical Talking Board'. Spirit Dean was now behind him, arms folded.
"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." Sam and Sabrina circled around the bed and sat cross legged on the floor. Sam opened the box and pulled out the board.
"Dean?" Sam looked around. "Dean, are you here?" Sam asked.
"God, I feel like I'm at a slumber party." Dean said sitting opposite Sam in front of the board. "All right, Sam. This isn't going to work." Sam had his hands poised on the pointer. Dean placed his fingers on it and slowly, concentrating, slid it to 'YES' on the board. Sam gasped. "I'll be damned." Sam laughed in relief and Sabrina smiled.
"It's good to hear from you, man. It hasn't been the same without you, Dean."
"Damn straight." Dean placed his fingers on the pointer again and started sliding it.
"Dean, what? H? U? Hunt? Hunting? What, are you hunting?" The pointer slid back to "YES" "Dean, It's in the hospital, what you're hunting? Do, do you know what it is?"
"One question at a time, dude." Dean said.
"Give him a chance." Sabrina said.
"What is it?" Sam asked. The pointer slid again during the following, to R, E, A, P.
"I don't think it's killing people. I think it's taking them. You know, when their time's just up."
"A reaper. Dean. Is it after you?" The pointer slid to YES. "If it's here naturally, there's no way to stop it."
"Yeah, you can't kill death."
"Man, you're, um,"
"I'm screwed, Sam."
"No. No, no, no, um, there's gotta be a way." He stood and started pacing. "There's gotta be a way. Dad'll know what to do." He left. Sabrina walked over to Dean's body and stroked his hair. She bit her lip.
"Ayami told me she sensed you." She swallowed stroking his face. "Dean… if you can't escape the reaper.."
"Don't even go there." Dean said.
Touch the board.
"Why?" Sabrina asked confused.
"Wait can you hear me now?"
"What good would that do, it would take too long for him to really say anything."
"Of course not, you're talkin to Aya." Dean sighed.
"Fine, fine, I'll do it." Sabrina said walking over, sitting down and touched the board. Dean put his fingers on the piece and waited for her to speak.
"Well are you gunna say anything?" Dean asked. Sabrina's eyes widened and she looked at Dean but didn't see him.
"Dean?" She heard him sigh.
"We've established you know I'm here now say something."
"Where are you?"
"Alright, stupid question."
"Hey! It was not."
"Yeah alrigh- Can you hear me?"
"No I'm just imagining what you'd say to me."
"Oh my god. How can you hear me? Can you see me?"
"No I can only hear, Ayami did something. She said it's only when we're both touching the board."
"Sweet, thank you Aya."
"She says... No problem Casper."
"Hey I'm not dead yet. Are you alright?"
"You're lying in that bed barely alive and you're worried about me?" She smiled slightly. Suddenly her face went pink. "S-shut up." She whispered.
"Huh?"
"Not you." Dean nodded then remembered she couldn't see him.
"Alright."
"You're gunna be okay….right?"
"I'm trying, Princess. There's a reaper."
"You can't die." Sabrina said quietly, tears coming to her eyes. "You can't."
"Hey, I'm fighting this. I'm not giving up so easily. I'm not leaving you any time soon." She smiled slightly.
JOHN'S ROOM - NIGHT
Sam entered and saw that the bed was empty.
"Dad." Sam whispered.
BOILER ROOM - NIGHT
John pushed the door open and entered, carrying the duffel bag. He walked through a dark and dripping hallway to a clear space, placed the bag down. He pulled out a box of white chalk and started drawing a large symbol on the floor.
DEAN'S ROOM - NIGHT
Sam returned carrying the journal. He sat on the edge of Dean's bed. He looked at Sabrina who had her hands on the piece. She wiped her tears away on her sleeve and looked up at him.
"A-Ayami's letting me talk to him."
"Letting you?"
"She did something, I dunno what but, I can hear him." Sam's eyes got wide.
"Does he sound okay?"
"He sounds just fine." She said with a smile.
"Alright then.. uh So Dad wasn't in his room." Sam said.
"Where is he?" Sabrina said repeating Dean's question aloud.
"I don't know. But I got Dad's journal, so who knows? Maybe there's something here." Sam flipped open the journal and leafed through it, glancing up at Dean's unconscious form occasionally.
"I'm getting up, might not be able to hear me." Dean said.
"Alright." Sam looked over at Sabrina.
"What did he say?"
"That he was standing up and I might not be able to hear him." Dean came to stand behind Sam.
"Thanks for not giving up on me, Sammy." Sam turned to a page that said 'Reapers', Dean leaned over and reads something. His eyes went wide. "Son of a bitch." He left, stalking down the hallway until he saw Tessa sitting on the edge of the bed in an empty. She was dressed differently.
"Hi, Dean." She said.
"You know, you read the most interesting things. For example, did you know that reapers can alter human perception? I sure didn't. Basically they can make themselves appear however they want. Like, say, a, a pretty girl. You're much prettier than the last reaper I met."
"I was wondering when you would figure it out."
"I should have known. That whole "accepting fate" rap of yours is far too laid back for a dead chick. But the mother, and the body, I'm still trying to figure that one out."
"It's my sandbox, I can make you see whatever I want."
"What, is this like a turn-on for you? What, toying with me?"
"You didn't give me much choice. You saw my true form and you flipped out. Kinda hurts a girl's feelings. This was the only way I could get you to talk to me."
"Okay, fine. We're talking. What the hell do you want to talk about?"
"How death is nothing to fear." She touched his cheek. "It's your time to go, Dean. And you're living on borrowed time already."
BOILER ROOM - NIGHT
John had finished the chalk symbol, had placed several candles and a black bowl around it. He was incanting in Latin. He slid a knife across his palm, drawing blood and dripping it on the bowl. He lit a match and dropped it in; the sand in the bowl flared and went out. John stood, looking around. A hand grabbed his shoulder.
"What the hell are you doing down here, buddy?" Said a man.
"I can explain."
"Yeah? You're going to explain to security. Come on. You follow me." John pulled out the Colt and cocked it.
"Hey. How stupid do you think I am?" The man's eyes went yellow.
"You really want an honest answer to that?" Two possessed men in lab coats stalked by and take positions behind John. "You conjuring me, John. I'm surprised. I took you for a lot f things. But suicidally reckless wasn't one of them."
"I could always shoot you."
"You could always miss." He laughed. "And you've only got one try, don't'cha? Did you really think you could trap me?"
"Oh, I don't want to trap you." He lowered the gun. "I want to make a deal." The demon looked intrigued.
DEAN'S ROOM - NIGHT
Sam was standing on the window side of Dean's bed, hands in his pockets. Dean wasn't there.
"Dean, are you here?" Sam asked looking around. "I couldn't find anything in the book. I don't know how to help you. But I'll keep trying, all right? As long as you keep fighting. I mean, come on you can't, you can't leave me here alone with dad, we'll kill each other, you know that." He paused. "Dean, you've got to hold on. You can't go, man, not now. We were just starting to be brothers again. Can you hear me?" Sabrina walked back into Dean's room with a small cup of coffee. "Is he still here?"
"In this room? No." Sam nodded.
EMPTY ROOM - NIGHT
Dean was staring out a dark window.
"Look, I'm sure you've heard this before, but... you've gotta make an exception, you've gotta cut me a break."
"Stage three: bargaining." Tessa said.
"I'm serious. My family's in danger. See, we're kind of in the middle of this, um, war, and they need me."
"The fight's over."
"No, it isn't."
"It is for you. Dean. You're not the first soldier I've plucked from the field. They all feel the same. They can't leave. Victory hangs in the balance. But they're wrong. The battle goes on without them."
"My brother. He could die without me."
"Maybe he will, maybe he won't. Nothing you can do about it. It's an honorable death. A warrior's death."
"I think I'll pass on the seventy two virgins, thanks. I'm not that into prude chicks anyway."
"That's funny. You're very cute."
"There's no such thing as an honorable death. My corpse is going to rot in the ground and my family is going to die! No. I'm not going with you, I don't care what you do."
"Well, like you said. There's always a choice. I can't make you come with me. But you're not getting back in your body. And that's just facts. So yes, you can stay. You'll stay here for years. Disembodied, scared, and over the decades it'll probably drive you mad. Maybe you'll even get violent."
"What are you saying?"
"Dean. How do you think angry spirits are born? They can't let go and they can't move on. And you're about to become one. The same thing you hunt."
BOILER ROOM - NIGHT
The Demon, John, and the two minions were still in a circle around the summoning symbol.
"It's very unseemly, making deals with devils. How do I know this isn't just another trick?" The demon asked.
"It's no trick. I will give you the Colt and the bullet, but you've got to help Dean. You've got to bring him back."
"Why, John, you're a sentimentalist. If only your boys knew how much their daddy loved them."
"It's a good trade. You care a hell of a lot more about this gun than you do Dean."
"Don't be so sure. He killed some people very special to me. But still, you're right, he isn't much of a threat. And neither is your other son." John lowered his head, raised his eyes. "You know the truth, right? About Sammy? And the other children?"
"Yeah. I've known for a while."
"But Sam doesn't, does he? You've been playing dumb."
"Can you bring Dean back? Yes or no?"
"No. But I know someone who can. it's not a problem."
"Good. Before I give you the gun, I'm going to want to make sure that Dean's okay. With my own eyes."
"Oh, John, I'm offended. Don't you trust me?" John shook his head slowly. "Fine."
"So we have a deal?"
"No, John, not yet. You still need to sweeten the pot."
"With what?"
"There's something else I want, as much as that gun. Maybe more."
EMPTY ROOM - NIGHT
Dean was sitting on the bed, Tessa behind him. She stroked his hair tenderly.
"It's time to put the pain behind you." She said.
"And go where?"
"Sorry. I can't give away the big punch line. Moment of truth. No changing your mind later. So what's it going to be?" As he turned to look at her, the lights started flickering, a familiar buzzing started.
"What are you doing that for?"
"I'm not doing it." The both turned to a vent in the floor and saw black demon ichor pour out of it.
"What the hell?"
"You can't do this! Get away!"
"What's happening?!" Tessa screamed as the demon flew into her mouth. She turned, eyes glowing yellow.
"Today's your lucky day, kid." The demon said inside Tessa. The demon placed a hand on Dean's forehead; he convulsed.
DEAN'S ROOM - NIGHT
Sam and Sabrina were still sitting on the bed as Dean gasped, waking suddenly and choking on the tube in his throat.
"Dean? Help! I need help!" Sam shouted into the hallway
DEAN'S ROOM - DAY
"I can't explain it." The doctor said. "The edema's vanished. The internal contusions are healed. Your vitals are good. You have some kind of angel watching over you."
"Thanks, doc." Dean said. The doctor left and Dean turned to Sam and Sabrina. "So you said a Reaper was after me?"
"Yeah."
"How'd I ditch it?"
"You got me. Dean, you really don't remember anything?"
"No. All I remember is Aya can talk to Sabrina and… this pit in my stomach. Sam, something's wrong." A knock at the door; John hovered in the doorway.
"How you feeling, dude?"
"Fine, I guess. I'm alive."
"That's what matters."
"Where were you last night?" Sam asked.
"I had some things to take care of."
"Well, that's specific."
"Come on, Sam." Dean said.
"Did you go after the demon?" Sam asked.
"No."
"You know, why don't I believe you right now?"
"Can we not fight?" John said pleading. "You know, half the time we're fighting, I don't know what we're fighting about. We're just butting heads. Sammy, I, I've made some mistakes. But I've always done the best I could. I just don't want to fight anymore, okay?"
"Dad, are you all right?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm just a little tired. Hey, son, would you, uh, would you mind getting me a cup of caffeine?"
"Yeah. Yeah, sure." Sam left, still frowning. John looked after him sadly.
"What is it?" Dean asked.
"You know, when you were a kid, I'd come home from a hunt, and after what I'd seen, I'd be, I'd be wrecked. And you, you'd come up to me and you, you'd put your hand on my shoulder and you'd look me in the eye and you'd... You'd say "It's okay, Dad"" He paused. "Dean, I'm sorry."
"What?"
"You shouldn't have had to say that to me, I should have been saying that to you. You know, I put, I put too much on your shoulders, I made you grow up too fast. You took care of Sammy, you took care of me. You did that, and you didn't complain, not once. I just want you to know that I am so proud of you."
"This really you talking?"
"Yeah. Yeah, it's really me."
"Why are you saying this stuff?" John came closer, put a hand on Dean's shoulder.
"I want you to watch out for Sammy, okay? And Sabrina."
"Yeah, dad, you know I will. You're scaring me."
"Don't be scared, Dean." John leaned over and whispered something into Dean's ear. Dean pulled back in shock, processing. John was crying. He left, and Dean stared after him. Sabrina, who had been sleeping until a few moments ago sat up. She quickly got up and went after him.
"John." He turned and looked to her.
"Sabrina… Could you stay with Dean I-"
"Ayami told me… about Sam and about..." He looked at her.
"Don't tell them."
"I won't."
"I was always worried about them being around you." Sabrina looked confused. They started walking down the hall. "I knew about Ayami… before. I found out you were working with the boys and I looked up everything about you. Missouri told me about Ayami. They obviously trust you."
"I trust them with my life."
"Put that demon to good use. I'm sorry about Jessica. But your sister just like my boys would do anything to bring their sibling back."
"I didn't try to bring her back.. I didn't know how."
"That's fine. It's much better than selling your soul to a demon."
"Do I still have one, since I died and.. you know."
"Of course you do. Think of it as Ayami's one of those horrible friends you let live with you for a few days."
"I- " She cleared her throat "Well I'm not relaying that message." John chuckled. They stopped in front of an empty room.
"Take care of my boys." She nodded.
"I promise."
"And take care of yourself." She nodded again and surprised him by giving him a quick hug before leaving.
HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY
John entered and placed the colt on a small bed table.
"Okay."
HALLWAY - DAY
Sam walked back to the room carrying a cup of coffee. He looked into a room and saw John on the floor.
"Dad?!" Dropping the cup, Sam ran to John's side, kneeling over him and screaming for help.
HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY
Once again, a crowd of doctors and nurses attempted resuscitation, this time on John. Sabrina stood in the hall way watching. Dean and Sam hovered in the doorway, and a nurse tried to push them out.
"No, no, no, it's our dad. It's our dad!" Dean pleaded. "Come on."
"Okay, stop compressions." The doctor said.
"Come on, come on." Dean said.
"Still no pulse." A nurse said. They boys had tears in their eyes.
"Okay, that's it everybody." The doctor said. "I'll call it. Time of death: 10:41 am."
How was that for the 1st chapter? If you have any questions/comments please review. I will respond to comments in the next chapter as always. Next one out Monday since i don't post on weekends. (Gives me time to write more so i don't run out of chapters to post.)