AN: Gooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! Ugh...got such a headache! Everybody and their freaking mother is on my ass and it needs to stop and stop before someone gets hurt! Sigh. Also be on the lookout guys. My youngest brother has been through my stories and such. My brother has a user name on here by JacobAbraham. If you see this mother effer block him. Then get out your pitch forks and torches. This kid causes so much grief. But block him. I don't want him getting to you guys and doing all kinds of crazy shit. So yeah. Anyways. Sorry for the lateness. But you know. Real life and stuff. And I couldn't concentrate worth a damn! I still kinda of can't but I am determined to get this finished and get started on the next story! Dangit! Lol! Much determination! Anywhoozles, time for a random moment! The devil went down to Georgia! End random moment. So. Guys. Halloween's coming! Anyone got any spooky plans? My roommate and I want to dress up as we pass out candy to little ones. We might do an Alice in Wonderland type theme. One of us will be the Mad Hatter (a psycho version) and The Chesire Cat. Should be fun! Now then! Let's get a move on! When we last off, the Winchester wrecked with the gang. The gang is dead, and the Winchesters are down in out! Oh man!
Disappearing Rose-Ugh. Yes, yes they are. And don't worry, I have an older brother who probably thinks I'm a pain in the ass. XD Anyways. Thank you lovely!
Souless666-Yup! Good and dead! Lousy punks.
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Salted and Burned!
Dr. Tyrone was about to leave the elder Winchesters to their thoughts when a loud PA voice rang out.
"CODE BLUE RECOVERY ROOM. REPEAT CODE BLUE RECOVERY ROOM!"
"Shit!" Dr. Tyrone swore and booked it like a bat of Hell to the recovery room where the youngest Winchester lie.
He moved so fast out of the room he didn't hear the questions from the other Winchester nor see Castiel following him to the recovery room.
When they got there Sam was the one coding. Someone had severed his ventilator tube and was now struggling to breathe. The doctor rushed forward barking orders to save his patient's life.
"Push another EPI! Come on people let's get the kid breathing again!"
Castiel stood there in shock as they raced to save his brother. He inwardly snarled and clenched his fists. If he had to guess at who or what severed the breathing tube, it was those punks back from the grave.
He turned and quickly made his way to the hospital morgue. He needed to see the bodies and then he was going to take them and salt and burned them!
When he got to the morgue he noticed Bobby Singer was already there, talking the doctor. He went inside and cleared his throat.
"Hello? Can I help you?" The women asked.
"That's my partner. Jimmy Novak. Come in son." Bobby said motioning for Castiel to come in.
"Mr. Novak. I was telling your partner about the bodies in the accident. He said the three were criminals and had escaped prison, correct?" She asked.
"Yes ma'am. We appreciate your work but we need to get those bodies to the prison morgue." Castiel said.
"Of course. Let me get some release papers and they'll be all yours." She said and she walked out.
Bobby looked over at Castiel and John was right. His boy was an angel. He could also tell by the shadow of wings on the wall.
"So. You know huh?" Castiel asked.
"Yeah. Yer daddy emailed me the night y'all took Sam out of the hospital. I said he was crazy but he was right. How come I can only see the shadow of your wings?" Bobby asked.
"Because seeing my actual wings would burn your eyes out." Castiel said.
Bobby nodded and then carefully signed the release papers. With Castiels help they got the bodies out to the van Bobby brought and they headed for the nearest field.
Earlier in the recovery room
"Well well well. My boy survived. Just barely." Leader smirked.
"What should we do to him?" The giant asked.
"I say we down right kill him. After all he and his family killed us." The little man said.
"An eye for an eye. Genius!" Leader said.
He grabbed a scapel from the table of instruments next to the bed and cut the venilator tube. He laughed as the boy seized and writhed.
They watched as the nurses called for a code and then a doctor appeared with a man in a trench coat appeared behind him.
"Hey isn't that?" The little man asked.
"Yeah it is. He's come to his little brother die." Leader smirked again.
The three disappeared. Having done what they came here for.
Now in the field
Castiel kept the spirits contained and controlled with his powers as Bobby dug a big hole. When the hole was finished they threw the bodies in and salted them, then doused them with lighter fluid, and set them on fire.
The three spirits cried in agony and were gone in mere minutes.
"Rot in Hell you sonsuvabitches." Bobby said.
"Let's return to the hospital Bobby. I need to see if Sam made it." Castiel said.
Bobby nodded and they got in the van and sped off for the hospital.
"If Sam made it, could you heal him?" Bobby asked.
"Yes. I could heal him. I have my energy back. I could dad and Dean as well." Castiel said.
Back at the hospital
Dean and John were going out of their minds with worry.
The doctor told them Sam was breathing okay and didn't need the ventilator but he had yet to awaken. So they were caustiously optimistic.
When Castiel and Bobby walked back in the room, Castiel was cradling an unconscious but fully healed Sam.
Castiel teleported them to Bobby house and healed his father and brother. He then went and got Bobbys van.
That night
Sam slept peacefully on the couch with his family around him guarding him.
Ever since they got back they didn't want Sam out of their sights for no more than minute. So after they were all fed and showered.
They huddled around the couch. Bobby even let Rumsfield in. Rummy instantly went to Sam and laid down cuddled and smashed to boy.
The house was quiet and calm.
Whew! Done! Lol! Final chapter tomorrow!
Until Next Time! *grabs pitch fork and torch* It's go time. Anyone got any salt?
