Dean and Jo arrived at Bobby's shortly after Bobby and Sam. They had stopped to pick up soup, bandages and aspirin for Sam. "Did you talk to him?" Dean asked Bobby.
"No, he slept the whole way up. Just woke up when we got here. Make him some soup and I'll talk to him when I bring it up."
Dean went to the kitchen to make soup. Jo came in a few minutes later. "Bobby told me to give this to you," she said handing him a small charm.
"What is it?" Dean asked.
"Anti-possession charm. He gave one to me, too. With these, demons can't possess or control you."
"Did he get one for Sam?" Dean asked.
"Yes," Bobby answered as he walked into the room. "That soup done yet? I'll bring it up with the charm."
"Here it is. Thanks, Bobby. I don't know what we would do without you," Dean said, and meant every word.
Bobby grunted something and carried the bowl upstairs. "Sam, how you feeling?"
"OK, I guess," Sam answered as he reached for the soup.
"Put this on," Bobby said handing him the charm.
"What is it?" Sam asked as he brought it over his head.
"It's an anti-possession charm. Dean was possessed when he did all those things to you."
Sam breathed a sigh of relief. "Is he mad at me for thinking it was him?"
"Course not," Bobby rolled his eyes in exasperation. For two brothers who were so close, sometimes it seemed they didn't know each other at all. "Is it OK if he comes up here?"
Sam nodded.
"Dean! You can come up," Bobby yelled.
Dean was in the doorway milliseconds later. "Are you OK, Sammy?"
"Yeah, sorry I didn't realize you were possessed," Sam apologized.
"Well, the demon didn't give you much of a chance to figure it out. Left you tied up and alone for almost two days and then started torturing you. I'm so sorry for the things I did to you, Sammy."
"It wasn't your fault," Sam assured him. "Just promise me if you ever do have to kill me to do it quick, OK?"
"Sam, I'm not going to have to kill you. If it's the last thing I do, I'm going to save you," Dean declared.
"Isn't that sweet?" a female voice said from the doorway.
"Meg?" Dean asked. "How are you back so fast?"
"Got a get out of jail free card," she said as she walked forward.
"Where's Jo?" Bobby asked. There was no way that demon could get in here without passing Jo.
"She's dead. I stabbed her. But don't worry, Sammy. I took her by surprise from behind. She never knew what was coming." Meg stretched out her hand and threw Dean and Bobby into two separate walls and walked over to Sam's bed and sat down.
"Get away from him, you bitch," Dean yelled.
"I can't. I need him to power up my amulet," Meg said.
"What are you talking about?" Sam asked. He tried to move off the bed, but Meg grabbed his arm and he was still too weak to resist.
"This amulet needs to be charged by a psychic. Not just any psychic, but a demonic psychic, like you," Meg said and held out the amulet.
"What do you mean, demonic?" Dean asked.
"I'm not talking to you," Meg said. "Here, Sammy, just take it in your hand and hold it and it will charge.
"Why would I do that?" Sam asked. He didn't know what the amulet did, but if Meg wanted it charged, then he figured he didn't.
"Do it, or you'll get two more days like the last ones," Meg threatened.
Sam took the amulet. "Sammy, no," Dean said.
"I'm sorry, Dean. You don't understand how the last two days were for me."
"Thanks," Meg said and took the amulet and left.
Bobby and Dean fell off the wall. "I'm sorry," Sam said.
Dean was angry, but he knew he had no right to be. Sam had suffered at his hands, possessed or not, and he wasn't in any position to defy a demon right now. "It's OK, Sammy," he said.
Bobby went downstairs to find Jo's body. But instead he found her in the kitchen cleaning up. "Jo, you're OK?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Meg was just here and said she killed you," Bobby said.
"Meg was here? How did she get out of Hell."
"Don't know. I'm just glad she lied about killing you."
"Me, too," Jo laughed.
They went upstairs to join Sam and Dean. "What do you think that amulet does?" Dean asked.
"It allows the demon wearing it to have its own body and not have to possess anyone," Sam said. "It's actually kind of a good thing. It means there will be one less victim of demonic possession. The only bad thing is they can't be exorcised."
"How do you know?" Dean asked.
"I felt it when I was holding it," Sam explained.
"Well, it could be worse," Dean admitted.
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Across town Meg ditched her host and created the woman she would now become. What name should I use? she thought. Then she knew. She was now Bela Talbot and she would bide her time.
The End
