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Chapter One - Nightmare Come True

"NOOO!" screamed Sam. He sat bolt upright in his bed. His scream had been so loud it had even woken Dean.

"What is it, Sammy?" Dean asked.

Sam looked at Dean. There were tears forming in his eyes. "Cassie!" he finally said.

Dean's eyes widened with fear but his body moved like the well trained soldier he was. He was dressed and packed within minutes. Sam was equally as fast.

A few moments later, the black Chevy Impala screeched out of the motel car park. "Tell me everything!" demanded Dean, his eyes firmly fixed on the road.

Sam watched his brother closely as he told him the details of his nightmare. Dean's face seemed to grow colder and angrier with every word. There was a faint flash of surprise on Dean's face when Sam told him of the white light and the evil disappearing.

But Sam had more bad news for his brother. "She wasn't at home, Dean."

The car screeched to a halt at the side of the road. Dean fixed Sam with an ice cold stare. "So where the hell are we going?"

Sam shook his head. "She was in a hotel, but, I don't know where!"

Dean threw his door open. "Son of a bitch!" he raged as he climbed out of the car and kicked angrily at the dirt. Dean slammed his fist into a nearby tree.

Sam got slowly out of the car but knew better than to approach Dean. He grabbed their father's journal from the back seat and started flicking through it's pages.

"What the hell are you doing?" hissed Dean, now kicking the tree furiously.

"Dad might know a locater charm." replied Sam calmly.

Dean marched over to him and grabbed the journal from Sam's hands. Sam glared at him and grabbed it back. Sam was almost convinced that Dean growled at him. He had never seen his brother this angry or worried. "Just find her!" said Dean.

Sam sat back in the car while Dean beat up that poor tree. After ten minutes, Dean slumped down at the side of the car. He was drained emotionally and physically and looking more desperate by the second. "Anything yet?" he asked, his voice now nothing more than a hoarse whisper.

Sam shook his head sadly but kept turning the pages of the journal. There were two questions playing on his mine. The first, and most obvious, was how to find Cassie but the second was annoying him the most. What's powerful enough to scare away pure evil? He kept the thought to himself but knew, deep down, that Dean must be thinking the same.

"We have to find her, Sammy!" said Dean, not even trying to hide the tears. Sam looked at his brother and sighed. "We will! You know we…"

The phone ringing on the backseat killed the conversation. The two brother threw themselves into the back and frantically searched for the phone.

Dean found it first.

"Hello?"

Dean's eyes narrowed and he grabbed the car keys from Sam. "We're on our way!"

Sam felt himself being thrown back by the force Dean pulled the car away in. It was obvious from the determined look on his brother's face, that Dean now knew where Cassie was. Sam felt slightly sorry for anyone who tried to stop his brother reaching her. "So, Where we going?"

Dean never took his eyes off the road. He stared at the road so fiercely, it was almost as though he hated every mile that stood between him and Cassie.

"Dean? Where are we go…"

"Salem, Oregon!" stated Dean, his tone as cold as his stare.

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It took all night for them to reach their destination. Sam had slept some of the way but Dean couldn't. He hadn't even taken his foot off the accelerator.

The brother's jumped out of the car and rushed into Salem General before the engine even had a chance to cool down.

Dean grabbed the first doctor he saw and demanded Cassie's room number. The doctor was so shocked that he gave up the information without question. Sam had trouble keeping up with Dean as they raced through corridor after corridor.

Their shoes squealed on the floor as they reached Cassie's room. Dean was frozen to the spot as he finally saw Cassie through the window of her room. Her face and arms were covered in cuts and large bruises. Traces of dried blood still clung to her lip and parts of her arms. Sam could almost hear Dean's heart breaking as he saw the tear trickle down his brother's face.

A young woman appeared from the end of the corridor. She rushed over to the brothers. "Dean?" she said grabbing hold of Sam's arm.

"No. I'm Sam, his brother. Who are you?"

"I'm Rayna. I'm the one who called you."

Dean turned slightly toward them. He wiped the tears from his eyes just before facing them. "What happened?" he asked.

Rayna sighed. "The doctor's say she was attacked by some lunatic. I told them what I saw and they said I must have been in shock."

Dean cleared his throat. "What did you see?"

"Don't worry," added Sam. "We'll believe you!"

"That's what she said. She told me to call Dean. That you guys could help." said Rayna once they were in the relatives room.

"Tell us exactly what you saw!" said Dean.

Rayna sat down on the couch and sighed as they brothers each took a seat.

"I was coming back to my room from the bar. I was only about a hundred yards away when I heard her screaming. I ran to the room and heard crashing noises. I kicked the door open and saw her pinned to the ceiling. There was this dark cloud all around her."

Rayna paused and wiped tears away.

"There was a man in the corner of the room. He was smiling at her. I grabbed the lamp from the table but he saw me. He didn't move but the lamp just flew out of my hands. I got thrown back against the door. I tried to get free and when I focused really hard, I was able to move. The man glared at me, it was like he was surprised. He moved his hand toward me and I swear, it felt like a punch hit me in the chest. It even tore my top. I screamed at him. Then I saw his eyes, they were yellow! They looked like they were on fire. I screamed at him again and suddenly, he vanished. That's when Cassie fell. I only just caught her in time and got her on the bed. I called nine one one and got her brought here. She came too slightly in the ambulance and ordered me to call you." she said pointing at Dean.

Dean sat very still and stayed very quiet. Too quiet for Sam's liking. Sam asked Rayna for more details about the man she had seen and she told him everything she could remember. As they spoke, Dean flicked through page after page of his father's journal.

A man appeared at the door of the relatives room and Rayna threw herself into his arms. "Dad!"

Rayna and her father walked away down the corridor but Sam shouted after her. "Rayna, wait!"

Rayna stopped and turned around to face him. Tears welled up in her eyes as Sam spoke again. "Thanks for helping Cassie! I'm glad she's got a friend like you around."

Rayna shook her head. "I only met her the other night. I work at the bar next to that motel."

Sam was shocked. "You did that for a stranger!"

"She needed my help!" replied Rayna, blinking away her tears. Her father hugged her tightly and turned her away from Sam. "Rayna just like that!" he said. "She can't just stand back and let bad things happen to people!"

Sam watched as Rayna and her father left. He knew the look Rayna's father had in his eyes. He'd seen it before. It was that look of pride and anger. Sam knew the instant he saw it in her father's eyes that he was very proud of his daughter, but wished with all his heart that she'd stop putting herself in danger. Sam knew there and then that Rayna had done something like that before, maybe many times.

With a quick check to make sure Dean was okay, or as okay as he could be, Sam went to see Cassie.

"Sam?" croaked Cassie as she finally came too.

"I'm here. Dean too! We came as fast as we could. I'm sorry it wasn't faster!"

"It was him! The yellow eyed thing Dean told me about."

"We know!"

"How?"

"Rayna told us." lied Sam. Cassie didn't need freaked out any worse than she already was.

"Who's Rayna?"

"She works at the bar near the motel you were in. She heard your screams!"

Cassie tried to prop herself up on her elbow but was winded and flopping back down within seconds. Sam held a glass of water to her lips so she could drink.

A doctor came in as Sam was putting the glass back down on the bedside unit. The doctors face betrayed his emotions and a tear trickled down his cheek.

"I'm so sorry." he said, choking back more tears. "We did everything we could. We couldn't save your baby."

Cassie cried out in anguish and Sam's eyes widened with utter shock.

"Baby?"

Dean stood in the doorway. His voice was a shadow of itself. His eyes gleaming with tears and growing rage.

"Cassie?"

Cassie's tear filled eyes locked with the doctor and pleaded. The doctor nodded, understanding her silent request and moved closer to Dean.

"Cassie was roughly four months pregnant. I'm afraid that the attack caused too much blood loss. If I didn't know better, I'd say it was surgical!"

Dean's eyes raged with emotion and locked with the doctors. "What?"

The doctor swallowed hard. "The attack was mainly around her abdomen, the baby never stood a chance." He put his hand on Dean's shoulder. "I'm so sorry!"

Dean glared at the doctor. He quickly took the hint and pulled his hand back from Dean's shoulder. A low growling noise seemed to emanate from Dean as he spoke, his eyes fixed on Cassie's tear streaked and traumatised face.

"Not as sorry as it's gonna be!"

Sam barely made it out of his chair before Dean charged off down the corridor. His purpose clear, his mission defined, his rage growing with each step.

"Dean!"

Dean never answered or broke step. Sam called after him again as he finally caught up with his brother. "Dean! Wait!"

"For what?" raged Dean as he stormed toward the exit. "The son of a bitch to get away!"

"Calm down, Dean! We gotta think this hunt through!"

"Calm down! Don't tell me to calm down Sammy! That son of a bitch demon went after Cassie! Four months, Sammy! Four months! That evil son of a bitch killed my baby!"

To be continued