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Chapter Seven
Alicia walked towards Sam "you found me out, we could have left here together, once I was inside Dean's body I would have been a better brother than he ever was or could ever be"
"No, you couldn't, you could never be better than Dean" Sam yelled back
"Now, we will never know, will we?"
"Where's Dean?" Sam asked
"Don't worry, you'll be joining him shortly and you can spend the rest of eternity together" she informed him as she stepped forwards and started pushing him back towards the wall. As he neared the wall he felt something cold pulling him from behind. Once he reached the wall he screamed out as intense pain shot through him, the wall closed around him and everything went dark. He tried to move, to call out to Dean, but he couldn't. When he was in the wall with Dean the ghosts had never stopped whispering, all he could hear now was silence, he was alone and afraid, tears started to run down his cheeks.
The basement was cold and dark, John walked down the corridor towards the stairs; a ghost of a man wearing rags appeared from nowhere. The ghost swung at John knocking the shotgun from his hand, the ghost grabbed John by his jacket and threw him into the wall. John was stunned for a moment before he scrambled on his knees towards the shotgun, he had just reached it as the ghost came at him again; he lifted the shotgun and fired, the ghost dispersed into thin air. John picked himself up off the floor gathering his belongings he carried on towards the stairs. His thoughts were for his sons, they had no weapons to defend themselves with, he was proud of them for lasting this long.
At the bottom of the stairs another ghost appeared in a blood covered hospital gown, John was ready this time and fired dispersing it immediately. He reloaded his shotgun quickly and started to climb the stairs. Once out of the basement he checked the blueprints and headed for the reception area. Now that he had reached the reception he looked around and noticed that there were no main doors. He looked out of the windows and saw blackness he turned and started to search the entire ground floor. There were no signs of Sam and Dean; there were no sounds at all it was an eerie lifeless place. It was then that he heard screaming coming from above, he ran to the stairs and climbed them three at a time. He stopped at the top and listen again for the screaming, it was coming from the floor above; it was defiantly a girl screaming. He again climbed the stairs three at a time to the next floor. He lifted his shotgun ready to fire, he ran down the corridor following the sound of the screaming he entered a room and stopped when he saw a ghost; it was the same ghost of a soldier that had pulled Dean away from the mirror. It was attacking a young girl with long chestnut coloured hair; she wore a T-shirt and jeans. When she saw John she cried out
"Please help me"
Before John got a chance to fire at the ghost it disappeared into the wall. The girl looked shaken put unhurt "are you alright?" John asked
"I am now thanks to you, my name is Isabel Peters" Alicia said in the form of Isabel
"I'm John Winchester, I'm looking for my sons have you seen them?"
"No, all the time I've been here I seen nobody, well that not strictly true I seen nobody living"
"You'll have to come with me, I want to keep looking for my sons" John told her
"No, please can we leave here now, I want to see my dad, I've missed him so much and he'll be worried sick" she pleaded
John knew how Alan Peters felt "Sorry, but I came in here to find my sons and I'm not leaving here without them" John replied
"You could get me out of here and come back later, I'm scared what if the ghost comes back, please" she begged
"OK, I have a friend waiting for me, I'll take you to him and then I'll carry on searching" John relented
"Great, thank you" she replied
John led the way back down the stairs; she followed him with a big smug smile fixed on her face. This was it at last she was leaving this place, she would be free
John and Alicia in Isabel's image reached the top of the basement steps, John turned to warn her that the ghosts were more active here, she nodded and they continued down the stairs, he was surprised when they reached the wall where the door was without seeing one ghost.
Alicia held her breath, her plan had worked; taking on Isabel form was a wiser move than her original plan of using Dean's form. If Sam had seen through her deception so would their father.
John put his hand through the wall and knocked three times on the door; the door slowly opened, when John and Isabel Peters appeared through the wall Pastor Jim was surprised, he had expected Sam and Dean to be with him.
"This is Isabel Peters, can you help her; I'm going back in to find my boys"
She was free, free for the first time in centuries and once she was inside Isabel's body and she had left the hospital she would do what she enjoyed most causing havoc and chaos. But before she let the hospital there was something she had to do; she would kill Sam and Dean trapping their souls in her prison for eternity.
Pastor Jim watched as Isabel's soul disappeared into one of the walls, he knew her soul would be heading back to her body on the third floor. As he closed the door his thoughts went out to Alan Peters, his nightmare would now be over and their lives would return to normal.
John returned to the basement stairs, a ghost wearing an old fashioned prison uniform appeared out of the wall, he lifted the shotgun and fired, he was in no mood for ghosts, he still hadn't found his sons.
He searched every inch of the first two floors; he called out his sons names hoping they would hear him. As time went on he became more and more disillusioned and his heart sank further. He reached the final floor and there were still no signs of them. The place was silent; he hadn't even heard a squeak from a mouse. He had seen nothing evil just ghosts; he turned and started back down the staircase, his sons souls weren't here
Pastor Jim heard three knocks on the door opening it John walked through the wall alone and looking dejected.
"Where are they?" Pastor Jim asked
"I couldn't find them, they're not in there" John replied solemnly
"They've got to be there?" Pastor Jim said shocked
"Don't you think I've looked everywhere?" John spat out
"Sorry, I know you would leave no stone unturned in there?" Pastor Jim replied he knew John was frustrated
Let's go up and see Isabel Peters, she should be awake by now John said as he squeezed Pastor Jim's shoulder.
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Malakai stood in the darkness outside the old hospital, he blended in with his black long hair tied back, his long black trench coat covered his body, most of his face was covered with a black beard and he wore shades to cover his red sensitive eyes. Hours ago he had watched the two boys moving around in the reception area, they were Alicia newest victims, he shook his head he was powerless to interfere. He felt sorry for them as they were so young. But now he could sense that something had changed, he could no longer sense the evil that was Alicia, he had been the warden to her prison for centuries and had become accustomed to her. The prison that was purposely built for her was now empty she had escaped. He turned away from the prison, as the last of his kind it was up to him to recapture her and but her back where she belonged but he wouldn't be able to do it alone.
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John and Pastor Jim made their way to the third floor and Isabel's room. Alan Peters was busy talking to Doctor Phillips in the corridor. They heard the doctor say she was suffering from amnesia, as they walked in they saw Isabel sitting up in bed. She put on her best smile as she saw John and Pastor Jim walk in. Alicia needed to keep up the presence for now she would bide her time until she had left the hospital.
"How are you feeling?" John asked
"Fine, who are you, do I know you?" she lied
"Not really, I'm Jim and this is John, do you not remember anything at all?"
"I'm afraid not. I don't even remember my own name"
Alan Peters came into the room and said hello to Pastor Jim who introduced John to him.
"I'm sorry to hear about your sons I hope they come out of their comas soon like my Isabel, the doctor says she suffering from amnesia but he's hopeful it won't be permanent" Alan Peters said
John and Pastor Jim left the room having said their goodbyes and went back to John's room. John was totally exhausted. Pastor Jim persuaded John to lie down for an hour. No sooner had John's head hit the pillow he fell into a deep sleep. Pastor Jim left the room to go sit with Sam and Dean.
John walked into Sam and Dean's room and sat in the chair between the two beds he heard scratching noises like chalk on a blackboard, he looked up to see words been written in what looked like blood on the wall above his sons beds it read
WHY DID YOU LEAVE US DON'T YOU LOVE US
The words repeated themselves over and over again making lines which covered the entire wall. John woke up with sweat pouring down him, the bed sheets were soaking wet; he saw that he was in his own room. He climbed out of bed and went next door to Sam and Dean's room and sat in the chair his head in his hands. It was just a bad dream he thought to himself. He slowed his breathing and listened to the two heart monitors. It was then that he heard that noise again like chalk on a blackboard, he daren't look up but he knew he had too. As in his dream he saw the same words written in blood repeated over and over again
WHY DID YOU LEAVE US DON'T YOU LOVE US WHY DID YOU LEAVE US DON'T YOU LOVE US WHY DID YOU LEAVE US DON'T YOU LOVE US WHY DID YOU LEAVE US DON'T YOU LOVE US WHY DID YOU LEAVE US DON'T YOU LOVE US
John jumped up from the chair knocking it over, he spun round all the walls were covered even the large window in the room was completely covered. What happen next wasn't in his dream. Both Sam and Dean opened their eyes and said in unison "Why did you leave us, don't you love us. They started to repeat the words over and over again each time getting louder.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't find you and I do love you" John shouted back as he stood in the middle of the room with his hands covering his ears, his body uncontrollably shaking.
TBC