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Chapter Seven:

Dean didn't even look up from what he was doing when he replied, "That's not the first demon we've faced."

"What?" Kate asked in shocked amazement. "What did you say?"

"I said it's not the first demon we've faced," Dean told her. "I need my duffle bag, Kate." He continued to assess Sayid's injuries holding pressure on the worst of the lacerations in order to stop the flow of blood. When Kate didn't move and failed to respond he turned to her and smacked her on her bottom with his free hand. "Wake up sweet cheeks!" he told her. "My duffle bag, I need it, now!"

Started by the smack Kate moved, running from the protection of the tree to where she could see Dean's duffle bag on lying on a boulder. It wasn't until she was racing back with the bag in hand that she thought to be bothered by the way Dean got her attention. He would pay for that one she decided. But not yet, first he had to fix Sayid.

Sam was already at the tree when she returned. He and Dean had lifted Sayid carefully from the ring of trees and set him on the grass giving Dean better access to his injuries.

She dropped the bag at Dean's side and Sam immediately opened it and began rumaging through it. He pulled out the smaller bag within that Kate recognized as their first aid kit. "Is he going to be okay?" she asked.

"Yeah," Dean told her. "It's just a few scratches."

Kate watched him work. The intensity of his actions reminded her of Jack, though he didn't show the tenderness that Jack showed when he worked on the injured. It took a minute for her to realize he was speaking quietly to himself, keeping up a running commentary of Sayid's injuries. As she listened she realized he had seriously understated Sayid's condition. Her suspicions were confirmed when Dean spoke next.

"Sam," he asked his brother. "Do you remember how to get back to their camp."

"Yeah," Sam told him.

"Go get Jack," Dean told him.

Sam nodded and stood up. He handed the shotgun to Kate and pulled a few shells out of his pocket handing those to her as well. "If it comes back. Shoot it with this," he told her. "It'll give Dean time to get him into the safety of the center of the tree."

Kate looked at the shells Sam handed her. "What are these?" she asked staring at the white shells.
"Rock Salt," he replied. "It doesn't work as well as holy water, but it'll slow them down enough for you to get to safety.

"Sometime today Sam," Dean said without looking up. "Hurry."

"I'll be back," Sam said as he reached down picked up a water bottle.

Sam was about to leave when Dean called him. "Sam," he said, this time looking up and meeting his brother's eyes. "Be careful."

Sam nodded then without further comment ran back the way they'd come.

- - - - -

"Jack wake up," Charlie said.

Jack rolled over with a barely concealed groan. One of these nights he was going to get a full eight hours of sleep. He sighed as he sat up and put on his shoes. "What is it Charlie?" he asked.

"They're gone," Charlie told him.

"Who's gone?" Jack asked confused.

"Sam and Dean," Charlie replied.

Jack ran a palm over his face. "So?" he asked.

"Shouldn't we go after them?" Charlie asked. "Bring them back."

"Why?" Jack asked stepping out of the shelter to find Charlie and Clair standing beside it. "Who are we to tell them they can't leave?"

"Charlie's right," Juliet said coming around the corner of Jack's shelter. "We need to bring them back."

"No," Jack said shaking his head as he headed for the pantry and kitchen area of camp.

"They don't know about that thing out there, Jack," Charlie said. "We should have warned them about it."

"We didn't know they would leave in the middle of the night," Jack replied.

"Well," Clair said. "Maybe if we hadn't treated them so poorly they wouldn't have left. I mean, did Sayid have to keep threatening Sam?"

"Look," Jack said putting together a plate of fruit. "It's done, they're gone. Just leave it. We have too many other problems to worry about right now."

"Yeah," Hurley said coming up to the small group with Jinn and Sun. "Like where are Kate, Sawyer and Sayid?"

"Sawyer went with John last night," Clair said. "I don't know about Kate and Sayid."

"John came back?" Juliet asked surprised.

"Yes, late last night," Clair replied. "I saw him talking to Sam and Dean. Then he and Sawyer left." She looked down at Aaron. "Aaron was a little fussy. I was trying to get him back to sleep."

"Yeah, well that doesn't explain this," Hurley said holding up pieces of duct tape. "I found them in Sayid's bed. There's more of it in there, enough to tie someone up."

Jack took the tape, looked at it then passed it to Juliet. "Someone tied him up with duct tape?" Charlie asked. "Why?"

Jack was about to reply when Sun pointed down the beach. "Jack," she said. "Look."

Sam had just rounded the turn of the beach at a dead run. He was sweat soaked and tired practically staggering the last few strides to the group.

"What'd you do with Kate and Sayid?" Charlie asked. "Where are they?"

"Jack," Sam gasped leaning heavily on the table and ignoring Charlie.

Jack reached over, grabbed a bottle of water and handed it to Sam. Sam drank it thankfully "Sayid's hurt," Sam told Jack after he drained the bottle. "Dean's working on him but…," Sam looked around at the angry faces. "It's bad, he needs your help."

Pandemonium erupted with everyone trying to talk at once. "Quiet!" Jack shouted above the din. When silence again prevailed Jack asked, "What happened?"

"We were attacked by…," Sam wasn't sure how much to tell them. "…something."

"The monster," Charlie said awed.

A curious look crossed over Sam's face as he realized they knew that something was out there. "Yeah," he said without clarifying further. "It got Sayid. We were able to stop it from killing him but he's hurt bad. Dean's afraid to move him."

"Juliet, Hurley, Sun, Jinn," Jack said. "We leave in ten minutes. Claire get Sam something to eat and make sure he drinks some juice."

Sam rolled his eyes at Jack and was about to say something but Jack cut him off. "How far away?"

Sam looked at his watched, "It took me two hours to get here."

"And you can find your way back?" Jack asked.

"Yes," Sam replied.

Jack nodded. "Eat," Jack told him before leaving to gather his supplies. "I don't want you passing out on the way back. We need you to find them again and besides, I wouldn't want to be the one to have to tell your brother that something happened to you."

Sam was just finishing the plate of food that Claire had presented him with when Jack returned. "We won't be moving as fast as you did," Jack told him. "But we'll be moving pretty quick. Do you think you can keep up?"

"I'll keep up," Sam told him as the other four returned.

"You ready?" Jack asked the group. They all nodded.

Claire came up and handed Sam a pack. "Its food and water," she said.

"Thank you," he said taking the pack and without another word he headed off down the beach in the direction he'd come. With Jack, Juliet, Hurley, Sun and Jinn following he set a brisk pace. They walked in near silence for the first thirty minutes.

"What happened Sam," Jack asked, "when it attacked? So far every time it attacked it killed someone."

"How?" Sam asked confused.

"I've never seen it," Jack said. "But I've seen what it can do. It batters them."

"It picked him up and slammed him against a tree," he said. "We were able to make it drop him, but we weren't fast enough."

"You fought it?" Jack asked incredulously.

"We didn't have much of a choice," Sam said. "It surprised us. We didn't have time to do anything else."

Juliet grabbed Sam's arm and pulled him to a stop. "You know what it is," she said.

Sam looked around at the other people in the group, then back at Juliet before replying. "Yes," he told her.

"What is it?" Jack asked.

Sam sighed. "It's…," he started then shook his head. "They… are demons."

"Excuse me?" Jack said.

"Demons?" Hurley asked.

"Oh God," Sun said then translated for Jinn.

"You and your brother," Juliet said in shocked amazement. "You're hunters."

"We have to go," Sam said to the group. "Believe or don't believe. It's up to you, but what I said is true."

"A demon," Jack said. "I guess that's as good a name for it as anything else. Let's go. We need to keep moving."

A/N - Alright y'all, I took almost two days off between the last chapter and this one but I'm off tomorrow so I'll try and do another one tomorrow. For now... don't forget to hit that button and give me a review.

Also for those of you interested in the exorcism ritual I used in the last chapter. Here's the entire ritual in Latin and it's english translation:

Genitus , Diabolus , inventor quod vinco of totus furta , hostilis of man's salus. Tribuo locus ut Sarcalogos in Quos vos have instituo nullus of vestri officina ; tribuo locus ut Unus , Sanctus Senior , Deus of Populus. Subsisto decipio humanus creatura quod fluo sicco sibimet virus of eternus damnation EGO iacio vos sicco quod redimio vos in bottomless vorago of abyssus!

Translation: Begone, Satan, inventor and master of all deceit, enemy of man's salvation. Give place to Christ in Whom you have found none of your works; give place to the One, Holy Lord, the God of Hosts. Stop deceiving human creatures and pouring out to them the poison of eternal damnation I cast you out and bind you into the bottomless pit of hell!