Hey guys. Here is the next chapter. Just to let you know I dont own Supernatural. Oh how I wish i did. I mean Jensen and Jarad are just HOT! I'm sure many of you agree. Anyways leave me a review and let me know what you think.
Chapter Two
We were in Manning Colorado. Not too far from where the vamp nest was. John was showing Sam and Dean everything he had found out about the yellow eyed demon Azazel. I was stretched out on one of the beds listening.
"So this is it. This is all I know. Look our whole life we've been looking for this demon. Not a trace, just nothing. Till about a year ago. It's the first time I've picked up a trail."
"That's when you took off." Dean stated.
"Yeah. That's right. The demon must have came out of hiding or hibernation."
"Alright so what's this trail you found?" Dean asked walking over to the desk where John sat.
"It starts in Arizona, New Jersey, California. House burn down to the ground. It's going after family's, just like it went after us."
"Families with infants?" Sam asked
"Yeah." John dropped his head. "The night of the kids six month birthday.
Sam got this sad puppy dog look on his face. "I was six months old that night?"
"Exactly six months." John said.
"So basically this demon is going after these kids-" I started but Sam butted in.
"The same way it came for me. Mom's death, Jessica, it's all because of me?"
"We don't know that Sam." Dean said. He didn't want Sam blaming himself.
Sam jumped up. "Oh yeah Dean, cause I would say were pretty damn sure."
I jumped up and got in between the two before the fight could escalade. "Look you two. I know you don't know me and I sure don't know you, but tearing each other's heads off isn't going to solve your problem's."
"Your right you don't know us, and this is a family problem. A family your not part of, so why are you even here?"
"Dean!" John scolded.
"It's fine John. He doesn't want me here then I'll just leave. I've done fine on my own for the past five years."
"Danielle your not going anywhere." John said. "I promised your dad that if anything happened to him I would look out for you. I'm not going back on that promise."
"Oh so what now I'm just getting baby sat. You making sure nothing big and bad comes after me."
"You watch your tone girl." John was scary when he got mad.
I shrunk back. "Yes sir." I sat back on the bed and kept my mouth shut.
"Look, I've always been one step behind this demon." John continued on, but I kind of blocked it out. I was in my own little world. I wasn't for sure if I wanted to be here or not. I didn't even know if they truly wanted me here. I was brought back out of my little world by someone shaking me.
"Danielle." It was Sam. I looked up at him. "Pack. Were headed to Iowa." I just nodded my head and done what I was told. Not long after we were all headed to salvation Iowa.
As soon as we made it to the edge of town I got a phone call from and old friend, telling me that pastor Jim was killed. They informed me that it was a demon. I shot out around the Impala and in front of John then pulled off the road.
When I climbed out of the car Dean didn't look too happy with me, but by John's facial expression he had gotten the call also. Him and I just stood there looking at one another.
"What is it?" Dean asked. Him and Sam made their way over to us.
John turned and faced his son. "I just got a call from Caleb."
"Is he okay?"
"Jim Murphy is dead." I spoke up.
"Pastor Jim?" Sam asked astonished. John just shook his head while I stood there. "How?"
"His throat was slashed." John answered.
"It was a demon." I looked up at the boys. "Caleb told me he found traces of sulfur."
"Was it the demon?" Dean asked.
"I don't know." John was on the verge of crying for his friend, but wouldnt let one tear shed in front of his boys. "Could be he just got careless. He slipped up. Maybe the demon knows were getting close."
"What do we do?" I asked. All three turned towards me.
"Your going to do nothing." Dean said.
"This was just your problem, but now I'm here and this thing is going after people I care about, so weather you like it or not I'm apart of this now."
"She's right Dean. Let's just get a list of all the infants in the area that turn six months next week. This ends now boys. I don't care what it costs, but I'm ending it."
We all climbed back into our vehicles and found a motel. Instead of the boys having to go to the hospitals and get the information we needed I hacked into the hospitals data base and proved myself not useless. Dean was actually impressed.
Sam and I decided to go and grab a bite to eat. We were walking back to the motel when Sam started grabbing his head.
"Sam are you okay?"
"Yeah. Ahh." He grabbed at his head again. After a few minutes he opened his eyes and started digging through his bag. He pulled out his map mumbling something about railroad tracks. "Come on." He grabbed my arm and started pulling me with him.
"Sam what's going on?"
"I cant explain it right now just trust me." I did as he asked and followed him.
We were standing in front of a two story white house. Sam grabbed his head again. Then he started pulling me towards a women pushing a baby. "Hey, I'm Sam, this is Danielle, we just moved in up the street." He looked down at the baby. "She's gorgeous, is she yours?"
"Yeah. I'm Monica, and this is Rosie. So welcome to the neighbor hood."
"Thank you." I said. "She's such a good baby."
"I know, I mean she never cries." Monica said. "She just stairs at everybody. Sometime's she looks at you and I swear it's like she's reading your mind."
"What about you Monica, how long have you lived here?" Sam asked.
"My husband and I actually bought our house right before Rosie was born."
"How old is Rosie?"
"She's six months today." When Monica said this it clicked. The demon was coming after this family and somehow Sam knows this. "Its big right. She's growing like a weed."
I grabbed Sam's arm. "Yeah, they grow up fast. Sam we need to get back. Monica it was nice meeting you."
"You two."
"Hey Monica." Sam said. "Just ah, just take care of yourself okay."
"Yeah. You too Sam. I'll see ya around."
"Yeah you too."
I pulled Sam across the street and back towards the motel room. "What the hell was that?"
"The demon's coming tonight. And he's coming for Rosie."
"Care to tell me exactly how you know that?"
"Let's just back to the room. I have to tell Dad and Dean. I'll explain everything then."
Once we got back to the motel room Sam explained his visions. He also told John and Dean that the demon was coming tonight.
"When were you going to tell me about this?" John asked the boys.
"We didn't know what it meant." Dean said pouring a cup of coffee.
"Something like this starts happening to your brother you pick up the phone and call me."
"Call you? Are you kidding me?" Dean asked turning around. "Dad I called you from Lawrence. Sam called you when I was dying. I mean getting you on the phone I've got a better chance of winning the lottery."
"Yeah. I guess your right. You know I'm not too crazy with this new tone of your you know. I'm sorry."
"Azazel." I said causing all three guys to turn to me.
"What?" John asked.
"Azazel." I was digging through my duffle looking for a book. I pulled it out and started flipping through the pages. "I know the demon your dealing with. I just realized it. I've came across him once before. Put me in the hospital for a month. This book doesn't say much about him, but he's one bad son of a bitch." I finally found the page I was looking for. I reached the book to John.
"He has children. Not just demon children, well they are demon's, but they are his actual blood children. He's high ranking in the food chain when it comes to demons. He's practically at the top. I've heard some talk. Something about Azazel looking for gifted children."
"What for?" Sam asked.
"I don't know. But I would say your vision's are connected to him. And if that's so then he's coming for Rosie tonight."
"No he's not." John said. "Were going to end this tonight." At that point Sam's phone started ringing.
"Hello?" Sam asked. "Who is this?…Meg." Sam looked between John and Dean. "Last time I saw you, you fell out of a window…Just your feelings? That was a seven story drop." Meg asked him something else causing him to look at John. "My dad, I don't know where my dad is." Meg said something else when John reached for the phone.
I blocked out his conversation. I was too worried about tonight. We had to stop this demon. That was until I heard John say "Caleb." I jumped up from the bed and stood in front of John. Caleb was like a second father to me. As well as John. "You listen to me, he's got nothing to do with anything, you let him go." Tears were burning in my eyes. "I don't know what your talking about…Caleb? Caleb?" I heard gurgling coming across the phone and I lot it. I dropped to the floor crying my eyes out. "I'm going to kill you. You know that right." I blocked out the rest of the conversation.
I felt a soft hand on my back. I kept trying to get myself under control, but couldn't stop the tears. I looked up to see Sam beside me. "You okay?" I just nodded my head and wiped the tears away.
"Okay we've got to go." Dean said.
"Where?" My voice cracked.
"Dad's going to Lincoln. I've got to go pick up a gun that resembles the colt. Were staying here to kill yellow eyes."
When we went out the door Sam got in with John. I walked over to the Impala and crawled in. I didn't feel like driving. "Is it okay if I come?"
Dean smiled "Yeah. You can help me pick out a gun." I tried to return the smile, but it didn't quit work.
After Dean and I had gotten the gun we met up with John and Sam beside the highway. We gave John the gun and he took off towards Lincoln. Later on that evening Sam, Dean, and I were sitting outside of Monica's house. They were going back and fourth with scenarios of getting the couple out of the house.
Sam started thanking Dean for everything he had done for him. I was sitting in the back and couldn't believe he was giving him the goodbye speech. Dean noticed it too. "Don't say just incase something happens to you. I don't want to here that frigin speech man. Nobody's dieing tonight. Not us not that family, nobody. Except that demon. That evil son of a bitch ain't getting any older than tonight. You understand me."
I noticed the static on the radio, but the boys were too busy fusing at each other. I then noticed the street lights flickering. "Guy's your going to have to hold off on your little speech's. I think our demon is here." I pointed towards the house.
All three of us bailed out of the car. Dean picked the lock on the front door and we crept into the house. A guy came at us with a baseball bat yelling for us to get out of his house. Dean pushed the guy up against the wall telling him we were here to help, but the guy just yelled at his wife to get the baby.
I took off up the stairs trying to get to her to stop her from going into the nursery. Sam was right behind me. When I got there Monica was pined to the wall and there was another guy in the room standing over the crib. I tried to pull Monica down while Sam point and shot at the guy, but he disappeared. Monica collapsed to the floor.
"Where the hell did it go?" Sam asked. I was helping a hysterical Monica up off the floor. She was screaming for Rosie.
Dean rushed into the room. "Go I got the baby." It took Sam and me to drag Monica out. As soon as Dean grabbed Rosie her crib caught fire. The house was filled with smoke before we even made it out. I heard an explosion coming from the nursery.
When we made it outside Monica's husband was yelling at us to get away from his family. "Charlie don't they saved us." Monica told him. Dean reached her the baby and she walked over to her husband. "Thank you."
Sam and I were looking up at the nursery. "He's still in there." Sam said. He went to take off, but Dean and I both grabbed him. "Let me go it's still in there."
"Sam the house is burning to the ground. Its suicide." I told him.
"I don't care."
"I do." Dean shot back. Finally Sam stopped struggling.
We left Monica and her husband to deal with the cops. We headed back to the motel room. I took a quick shower. When I came out Dean was pacing the floor with a cell phone to his ear. "Come on dad, answer you phone damn it."
"What's going on?" I asked and took a seat at the table.
"Something's wrong." Dean looked at Sam, but he didn't say anything. "Did you hear me?"
"If you would have just let me go back in there. I could have ended this."
"Sam the only thing you would have ended was your life." I told him.
"You don't know that."
"So what your just willing to sacrifice yourself? Is that it?" Dean asked coming to stand in front of Sam.
"Yeah. Your damn right I am."
"Well that's not going to happen. Not as long as I'm around."
"What the hell are you talking about Dean. We have been search for this thing our whole lives. It's the only thing we have ever cared about."
"Sam I want to waste it. I do. But its not worth dieing over. I mean it. If hunting this demon means you getting yourself killed I hope we never find the damn thing."
"That thing killed Jess. It killed mom."
"You said yourself once. That no matter what we do, their not coming back."
Sam slammed Dean up against the wall. I jumped up and tried to push Sam off. "Stop it. Stop!" I yelled.
"Don't you say that. Not you." Sam said.
"Sam look. There's three of us, and that's all we have left." Sam loosened up on Dean so I stepped back. "And it's all I have. Sometimes I feel like I'm barley holding it together man. Without you or dad…" Dean trailed off.
"Dad." Sam said walking away. Dean and I exchanged looks. "He should have called by now. Try him again." Dean did as Sam asked.
This time someone answered. I could tell it was a girl, but I couldn't hear what she was saying. "Where is he?" Dean asked then he closed the phone. "They've got dad."