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Chapter 4

Dean drove us to some backwoods cabin. Sam and I were salting the windows and doors while Dean patched up John. When we were finished I made Sam sit so I could clean his face up.

"You like him don't you?" I stopped and looked at Sam.

"What?"

"Dean. I've seen the way you look at him. You like him."

I started cleaning the cut again. "I don't know what your talking about."

Dean walked into the room while Sam was smiling. I don't know if he heard us or not. I turned and looked at him. "How's John?"

"He's fine. Just needs to rest. How bout you Sam?"

"I'll live. You don't think we were followed here do ya?"

"I don't know. I don't think so, I mean we couldn't have found a more out of the way place to hole up."

"Yeah. Dean um…you um…you save my life back there."

"So I guess your glad I brought the gun huh?"

"Man I'm trying to thank you here."

"Your welcome." Sam walked to the other side of the room. "Hey Sam." He turned to Dean. "You know that guys I shot." Dean dropped his head. "There was a person in there."

"You didn't have a choice Dean."

"I know that's not what bothers me."

"Then what does?" I watched Dean intently.

"Killing that guy, killing Meg, I didn't hesitate. I didn't even flinch. For you and dad, the things I'm willing to do or kill, its just huh it scares me sometimes."

"It shouldn't." We looked up to John. "You did good."

"Your not mad?" Dean asked him.

"For what?"

"Using a bullet." Dean was a little confused, and there was something off about John. He was just too calm.

"I'm proud of you. You know Sam and I, we can get pretty obsessed. But you, you, you watch out for this family. You always have."

"Thanks." Dean said. Then the lights started flickering. All four of us started looking around. There was a thumping noise out side. We could hear the wind blowing.

"Its here. It found us. Sam, the salt, line the windows and doors." John said.

"I already did."

"Check it. Danielle help him. Dean you still got the gun?" I got up the help Sam, but for some reason stopped and stared at John. Something didn't feel right.

"Yeah."

"Give it to me."

"Dad we tried to shoot the demon in Salvation and it disappeared."

"This is me. I wont miss. Now the gun. Hurry." Dean pulled the gun out. I was slowly making my way next to Dean. He must have been feeling the same thing I was. He held the gun in his hands looking at it. He looked up at John. "Son please."

I was still about three feet behind Dean. He started slowly backing up making me stop. "Give me the gun. What are you doing Dean?"

Dean was now standing beside me. He looked over at me then back at John. "He'd be furious."

"What?" John asked.

"That I wasted a bullet. He wouldn't be proud of me, he'd tear me a new one." Dean raise the gun and cocked it. "Your not my dad."

"Dean it's me. Danny tell him."

I looked over at Dean then back at John. "I agree with him. I've had this feeling ever since we got here. Your not you."

"I know my dad better than anyone, and your not him."

"What in the hell has gotten into you two?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Dean said.

Sam walked into the room and saw Dean with the colt pointed at John. "Dean. What the hells going on?"

"Your brother and Danny have lost their minds."

"He's not dad." Dean said not taking his eyes off John.

"I agree with Dean, Sam. He's not your dad."

"What?" Sam asked looking between the three of us.

"I think he's possessed." Dean said. "I think he's been possessed since we rescued him."

"Don't listen to him Sammy."

"Dean how do you know?" Sam asked looking at John.

"He's different."

"We don't have time for this." John said. "Sam you want to kill this demon, you've got to trust me." Sam looked at John then back to Dean. Dean glanced over at him. Sam kept looking back and forth for a moment. "Sam."

"No. No." Sam said and moved over next to Dean.

"Fine. If your so sure, go ahead. Kill me." Dean and John held gazes for a long moment. John dropped his head. "I thought so." When he raised back up his eyes were yellow.

Sam was slammed up against the wall. Dean was next causing him to drop the colt. I went to reach for it, but was also pinned against the wall. The demon walked over to the colt. He smiled at me then picked the gun up. "What a pain in the ass this thing has been."

"It's you isn't it?" Sam asked. "We've been looking for you for a long time."

The demon smiled at him. "You found me."

"But the holy water?"

"You think something like that works on something like me?"

Sam struggled against the hold. "I'm going to kill you."

Dean was watching the two. I felt like my throat was closed off. I was gasping for air and couldn't speak. "Oh, that would be a neat trick." The demon smiled. "In fact," he laid the colt on the table, "here, make the gun float to you physic boy." The demon laughed and walked towards the window. "I could have killed you a hundred times today, but this, this is worth the wait. John, he's in here with me. Trapped inside his own meat suit. He says hi by the way. He's going to tear you apart." He said looking at Dean. "He's going to taste the iron in your blood."

"Let him go or I swear to god-" Dean started

"What? What are you and god going to do? You see as far as I'm concerned this is justice."

I felt the pressure release from my throat. "Justice…for ..what?" I managed to get out.

Yellow eyes walked over and stood in front of Dean. I was pinned right beside of Dean. The Demon looked over at me and smiled, then back to Dean. "That little exorcism of yours, that was my daughter."

"Who Meg?"

The demon ignored his comment. "The guy in the ally. That was my boy." I stared wide eyed. We had killed his children and he was just repaying the favor. "You understand."

"You've got to be kidding me." Dean said.

"What? You the only one who can have a family? You destroyed my children. How would you feel if I killed your family?" Dean and Sam both had sad looks on their face. "Oh, I forgot, I did. Still, two wrongs don't make a right."

"You son of a bitch."

"I want to know why?" Sam practically yelled.

"Why I killed mommy and pretty little Jess?"

"Yeah."

The demon turned back to Dean. "You know he never told you this, but Sam was going to ask her to marry him. Been shopping for rings and everything." The demon turned to Sam and got up in his face. "You want to know, it's cause they got in the way."

"Way of what?"

"My plans for you. You, Sammy, and all the children like you."

"Look you mind getting this over with cause I cant stand the monloguing." Dean had his mask back up and was back to his cocky self.

"Funny. But that's all part of your m.o. isn't it? Mask all of that nasty pain. Mask the truth."

"Oh yeah? What's that?" The demon walked back to Dean.

"You know, you fight and fight for this family, but the truth is….they don't need you. Not like you need them. Sam, he's clearly John's favorite. Even when they fight, it's more concern then he has ever shown you."

"I bet your real proud of your kids too. Oh wait I forgot. I wasted them."

The demon looked down then back up to Dean and smiled. All of a sudden Dean yelled in pain. Sam and I both yelled for him.

I saw blood coming from Dean's chest. I struggled hard to get loose. "You stupid son of a bitch you let him go!"

"Dad. Dad don't you let it kill me." Dean said. Sam and I both were trying to get free with no luck. Dean's chest was pouring the blood. He had blood dripping from his mouth. Sam was still yelling for him. I had tears running down my face. "Dad, please." I heard Dean whisper. Next thing I know Dean closed his eyes and dropped his head.

"Dean!" Sam yelled.

"Dean open your eyes back up! Dean!" I screamed out. I looked over at the demon. "John you have to fight him. You cant let him kill your son. Your stronger than it is. John!"

John looked up and his eyes were back to normal. Sam, Dean, and I fell from the wall. I rushed over to Dean to try and stop the bleeding while Sam grabbed the colt.

Sam had the colt pointed at the demon. It spun around and looked at Sam. "You kill me, and you kill Daddy."

"I know." Sam said then fired. I flinched a little at the sound but didn't turn my focus from Dean. He was in really bad shape and needed a hospital.

Dean opened his eyes and looked up at me. Sam came over to us. "Dean."

"Sam he's lost a lot of blood. He needs a hospital."

"Where's dad?" Dean asked.

"He's here." I turned and looked. Sam had shot him in the leg.

"Go check on him."

"Dean-"

"I got him Sam, go check on your dad." I said. Sam looked up at me then went over to John. I put pressure on Dean's chest and he winced. "Sorry."

"Thanks." I wasn't for sure what he was thanking me for and I didn't get the chance to ask cause of John yelling out.

"Sammy! It's still alive. It's inside me I can feel it. Just shoot me. You shoot me. You shoot me in the heart, son. Sam, do it now." Sam cocked the gun and pointed it at John. I felt Dean tense and I looked down at him.

"Don't you do it. Don't you do it." He said.

"Sam I cant hold it much longer. You shoot me son. Shoot me! Sam I'm begging you. We can end this here and now. Sammy!"

"Sam no." Dean whispered, but Sam couldn't hear him. I looked down at Dean with sad eyes. We held each others gaze. John started screaming and Dean and I both looked over to see the black smoke pour out of him.

Dean collapsed back on the floor. "Guys we've got to get him to a hospital." Sam came over and helped me get Dean up. We carried him out to the Impala and placed him in the back. I got in with him and held a towel to his chest while Sam went to help John out.

The road we were driving on was deserted. Dean kept grunting in pain, but at least he was staying awake.

"Just hang on the hospital's only ten minutes away." Sam said from the divers seat.

"I'm surprised at you Sammy. Why didn't you kill it?" John asked. Dean and I both were staring at him with shocked looks. He had asked his own son to kill him. "I thought we saw eye to eye on this. Killing this demon comes first. Before me, before everything."

"No sir. Not before everything. Look we still have the colt. We still have the one bullet left. We just have to start over. We-"

Sam was cut of by a semi that came out of nowhere and hit us in the side. I was thrown on top of Dean. My head hit the window knocking me unconscious.