Broken Trust

Chapter 4


Author's Note: Chapter four...i just HAD to post something after that totally kick ass episode of supernatural...but i won't say no more cos i know that theirs some of you out there who haven't gotten to see it yet. hope you like and pretty plese remember to review! oh and thnks to girlwholovesjensen for betaing for me! Thnks hun!


"Where are we?" Dean asked thrown somewhat off-kilter by being the passenger in his own car.

Jessica had asked him for the keys to his car, and Dean had handed them over, eager to put this plan that his parents and, she, apparently had made. Dean still wasn't so sure about this whole breaking his deal with the crossroads demon thing, but if she knew something to bring Sammy back—he was all for it. Fifteen hours later they were...well, Dean didn't exactly know where they were and Jessica hadn't exactly been forthcoming with information about this great master plan.

"You don't recognize it?" Jess said, as she pulled in front of a small building. "We're in Lawrence."

Dean felt his heart skip a beat as he looked around and realized that she was right. They were in Lawrence. He couldn't help but to feel a bit uncomfortable, no matter how many years might pass this would always be the place that had changed his life; the place that stole not only his childhood, but his brother's also.

"C'mon," She said softly, seeing that this place clearly didn't carry any happy memories for him. "We have someone to see."

Dean was about to ask her who it was they had come to see. After all, he didn't know anyone in Lawrence. And then it hit him as he looked up and saw the familiar building. He did know someone in Lawrence, he knew Missouri Mosley.

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"Don't know anyone in Lawrence?" Missouri scoffed with a raised eyebrow as she looked Dean up and down.

"Missouri." Dean said as a way of greeting. He didn't bother to question it, he had learned better than that.

"I was going to come to you and Sam but..."

"Let me guess, by brother's dead girlfriend told you that we were coming for a visit?" Dean said slowly, becoming irritated with the fact that he was the only one who didn't know about this master plan of his father's.

"Dean Winchester. The poor girl knows that she's dead; there is no need for you to keep referring to her as dead. And if you'd be quiet for a moment we could get to explaining this to you." Missouri told him, taking it easy on him since he was still visibly shaken still by his brother's fragile condition.

Dean suddenly felt guilty. She was right, about Jess, he couldn't imagine what it felt like to die and come back like this. To see everyone living life when you couldn't...to see someone you love hovering between life and death...

"I'm sorry." He told Jessica, and it was certainly one of the most genuine apologies he'd ever made in his entire life. "Missouri's right...I..."

"It's fine." She told him. "But perhaps we can just stick to Sam."

"That's better." Missouri murmured, "Now, both of you, take a seat and we can get started."

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Sam couldn't help but to think of how bad the demon had ruined his family as he looked at, and talked to his mom. She was young, and beautiful, and she even seemed happy...but he didn't even know her. Aside from pictures, the woman in front of him was a stranger, and he couldn't help but to be reminded of the fact that he was the reason why she was dead.

"You ruined my life. You killed everyone I loved. You destroyed my family."

"Your mom, she was in the wrong place at the wrong time." Yellow Eyes told him. "It was unfortunate; but I couldn't have anyone coming between us Sammy."

Then it hit him. His mother died because of him. Everything, all Dean had gone through--lost, everything his dad had gone through, it was all his fault. He had known that he had no one to blame for Jessica except for himself but...he'd never known, never realized...

"I'm sorry." He told his mom as he felt his eyes well with tears. She deserved that much from him at least. She never got to see her sons grow up, or grow old with her husband...all because of him.

John looked confused by his son's words but Mary figured it out without missing a beat. "Don't you dare." She told her son, looking him square in the eye as she spoke, to be sure that he missed nothing; that he knew that she meant every word. "Don't you dare blame yourself, Sam; none of this is your fault. Not what happened to me, not what happened to Jessica...you have to stop blaming yourself. Just because you can see the future doesn't mean that you can control it." Mary wrapped her arms around her son in a hug. "Do you understand me?"

"Your mother's right, Sam." John said clapping a hand to his son's shoulder as Mary released him. "I've always known it was the demon. You know, I never once thought you had a thing to do with it; neither did Dean, you know..." John's voice cracked a bit and Sam swore he saw his dad's eyes start to tear up, a rare occurrence in his life. John had always tried to hide that kind of thing from his boys and he often succeeded in it. "I know I made a lot of mistakes in the way I raised you boys. I made Dean grow up too fast, and I pushed you...I made you into soldiers and...If you ever thought..."

"Dad. No." Sam tried to ignore the lump in his throat. "Dean and I, we were lucky—we were so lucky to have you. You taught us to be strong...to be fighters...if it wasn't for you, dad, I would have ended up like all of those other kids...I never would have had the strength to fight all of this evil—it felt like it was consuming me sometimes, like I'd never be able to get away from it...Dean and I never would have made it without you, dad."

Mary watched them silently, waiting, for her time. John and Sam, they needed this, but she needed to tell her son the truth; a truth that he should have known from the start.

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"No!" Dean vehemently objected to Missouri's...plan? Actually, Dean wasn'y even sure that it was a plan. It was ridiculous. It was crazy. It was stupid it was...

"Dean's right." Jessica said. "It's too dangerous...John—John thought about that, but we can't do it."

Missouri's grand plan was to put Sam into some cockamamie sleeping beauty coma until Dean's time came so that the demon couldn't take his soul; and Dean would be dammed if he was going to go along with that. Who knew what could happen? That plan had so many flaws... with the major one being that the crossroads demon could figure it out and with a snap of her fingers do Sam in. No, Dean wouldn't do it, if that had to be the plan screw them and screw his dad...it was his life and he had the right—no, the responsibility to do this for Sam.

"We have to try John's plan." Jessica insisted. "It's the least intrusive and it leaves Sam and Dean in the least amount of danger."

"I don't like it." Missouri told her. "Sweetie, that plan has more wrong to it than I can begin to explain to you."

"But it could work." Jessica pressed.

Dean wanted to scream. It would have been nice if they could share and let him into their seemingly private conversation. All he'd heard about was this friggin' great plan of his dad's that no one would tell him about.

"That's some dark area that you're venturing into..."

"What the hell is the damn plan?" Dean bellowed finally exploding out of sheer irritation with the women he was sitting with.

"I know you didn't just yell at me." Missouri told him eyeing him up and down as he jumped up to look from her to Jess.

Dean bit his tongue before he shot back a reply that he might later regret.

"That's what I thought." She told him, "Now, if you'll sit down, and stay calm I think Jessica will be able to explain it to you."

About damn time, Dean thought, ignoring the scathing look that Missouri gave him.

"Don't you cuss at me boy." She warned him.

"It isn't going to be easy." Jess started.

"Of course not." Dean said, "Nothing in our line of work is."

"Can you keep your mouth shut for...just five minutes?" Jessica asked him, starting to become irritated.

Dean was shocked into silence and just looked at her expectantly.

"Thank you. Well...John has been working on this theory for a while and we think it could work."

"Theory." Missouri raised an eyebrow, "You mean crazy plan, right?"

Dean shushed her, and Jess continued.

"We can kill her. Literally. Not just send her to hell, but actually kill her."

"How?"

"By putting a truly good soul in there and if all goes to your dad's plan...they'll cancel each other out, completely cease to exist.

It took a moment for it to set in, for Dean to understand what she was saying. Jess wanted to sacrifice herself to this demon to save him and Sam.


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