A/N: 1 more chapter to go!
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Ryce
Sarah got two rounds off managing to knock him out. "What the hell are you doing?" Axel shouted.
"Axel remember when I said I needed you to listen now is the time." She said.
"He tried to kill my wife and child!" he snapped.
"Axel please we should listen to her." Sarah said laying a calm hand on her husbands arm.
Sam
He gave Sarah a look of thanks. She smiled in return.
"Sam go and make sure Dean's out please." Ryce said all business. He nodded and walked over to his semi-unconscious brother and kept an ear on Ryce, Sarah and Axel's conversation.
"Why did you call him Dean? Wait is that the Dean Bryce's father?" He heard Sarah ask.
"Yeah it is. Look the thing is we think he was possessed by Harry's and Tom's ghosts." Ryce was explaining
"Oh come on!" Axel snapped.
"Really I didn't think ghosts could do that. Let alone two ghost possessing one person." Sarah mumbled to herself.
Earning three pairs of eyes trained on her. Sarah ignored them to ask another question.
"And, are you trying to tell me that Tom is dead?" she asked quietly.
"Yes Sarah that's what I am trying to tell you." Ryce said sadly.
"Hey guys sorry to interrupt but we better get moving I hear sirens." he said concern for his brother lacing his words.
"Sara could you please get our car it's a black '67 Impala?" She was saying.
"Yes where is it?"
"About a mile down the road from where Tommy crashed the Jeep it's in the bushes. Sam give her the keys meet us where the river and the woods meet." Ryce told her as he dug the keys out of his pocket mindful of his injured arm.
"Don't scratch her that's my brother's baby."
Sarah gave them a small sad smile then ran off in the other direction to do what was asked.
Ryce
"Axel I'm about to ask you to do something extremely risky."
He gives her a cocky smile.
"I'm up for risky but you still owe me an explanation."
"Of course Axel ya know you're not so bad when you're being nice. Okay I need you to tell people it was Harry that he came back. You know people will believe you." She says to him.
"Yeah they already thought that anyways. What else do you need me to do? I know there's more."
"Give Sam, Dean and I about five minutes and then I want you to fire into those tanks over there."
He nodded and she gave him back his gun.
"Here you might want this back." She said with a smirk. She walked over to Sam and Dean.
"I'll be looking forward to our talk Rycelynn!" He shouted as they walked away.
Axel
When they were far enough away he took up a good spot to take cover. He took aim and fired.
The bullet hit the gas tank sending fire exploding towards him.
Ryce
"I hope Axel's okay." She said looking at Sam.
"I'm sure he is. Were almost at the river you think Sarah made it there yet?" He asked looking over at her.
"Yeah Sara knows these woods better than I do." She grunted. Dean was a lot heavier than he looked.
"Geez when we get your brother back he's going on a diet."
"Yeah good luck with that. You know how much he likes his bacon cheese burgers."she managed to wheeze out a laugh.
"Oh thank God!" Sam gasped when he saw the Impala.
"Oh Ryce, Sam thank God you three are okay!" Sarah said running over to them.
"Sarah a little help please."
Sarah ran back to the car and opened the back door. Once Dean was settled in the car, she turned towards Sarah.
"Okay go back to the mines and back up Axel story. He's telling everyone that it was Harry." She says relaying what she told Axel.
"Okay I'll tell them Tom and me were being chased by him. And, I'll wing it from there." Sarah said nodding to herself.
"Thank you Sarah you have no idea what this means to us." She said waving her hands between her and Sam. Sarah smiled.
"It's okay. Look there's a motel about a days drive from here it's called Pine Valley Inn the owner is a friend of my dads tell him you know me. Tell him I told you to take the back way he will hide you away from any acquiring minds. Axel and I will meet you there in a couple of days." She says before running off towards the woods.
"Sarah wait!" Ryce calls out to her. Sarah stops to look back.
"Sarah burn that picture of you and Tommy I know that's a lot to ask but please you have to." she sees Sarah nod then run off.
"You think she'll do it?" Sam asks
"I hope so." Ryce says before getting into the backseat with Dean.
"Come on Sam let's get out of here." She says never taking her eyes off Dean. Who was sleeping fitfully.
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Sam
He could drive like his brother when he needed to. This was one of those times when he needed to.
He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the sign for the Pine Valley Inn. Thankfully it took less time than Sarah had predicted.
"We made it Ryce." He said putting the Impala in park.
"Okay you stay here with Dean, I'll go in and get us a room." She says gently lifting Dean's head off her lap and getting out the car.
"Ryce are you sure?" he said eyeing her clothes critically. Her white t-shirt was covered in blood so was her jeans.
"Sam your not any better shape than me. Plus I have this feeling that this friend of Sarah's dad has seen people covered in blood before." she says before jogging off to the office.
He had to agree when he remembered what Sarah had said about ghosts. He leaned over the front seat to check on Dean who had started to sweat.
His skin was to hot for his liking and he looked to pale. Ryce took less time than he thought.
"Okay the guy said to meet him around back there are rooms he has open for people like us." she says getting back in the car and gently laying Dean's head back on her lap.
"People like us." He asks as he drives around back.
"Hunters Sam apparently Sarah's dad was a hunter before he met her mom." She says with a small smile.
"Well that explains a lot." He says parking the Impala for the second time.
"Hello names Jake." The owner said holding out his hand when Sam got out the car. Sam took the other mans hand and shook it.
"Thanks a lot Jake." He says.
"No problem get more customers like you all the time. Come on I'll show you to your room." Jake says jingling a ring full of keys. He left them to open the door to there room.
"Your friend says that Sarah and Axel will be here some time this week. I'll let them know where you three are. Until then if there's anything you need just let me know I have one hell of a first aid kit." He says walking back over to them.
"Thanks we will." Sam says putting one of Deans arms around his neck while Ryce puts the other around hers.
"Here let me help." Jake says coming over to grab Deans legs. Sam wasn't to happy about that but Ryce's glare was enough to shut him up.
"Thank you for your help sir." Ryce said once they had Dean settled on the bed.
"It's no problem really. If anyone comes snooping around where they shouldn't I'll give you a heads up. But thankfully were far enough off the beaten path that we don't usually get bothered by the police." Jake said with a smile. As he was walking out the door he looked at Ryce.
"Ya might want to address that wound young lady. before you look after your young man." He said pointing at her still bleeding wound.
She smiled at him.
"I will I promise sir." She said with a wave.
"And stop calling me sir the names Jake." He said walking off.
"Thank you Jake." She said quietly as she shut the door.
Now that everything had calmed down she looked tired and had started to limp while holding her side.
"Come on Sam get out the first aid and lets clean up your brother." She said with a grimace.
He would like to fix her up first but one look into her eyes and he decided against it.
Ryce
Poor Dean, he just couldn't catch a break. She thought as she wiped away the sweat off his forehead.
Sam cut away Dean's shirt so he could clean the salt out of his wounds. Once Dean was cleaned and stitched up Sam turned his brown puppy dog eyes on her.
"Come on Ryce your turn." he says getting up to clean his hands.
"Uh no you first I know that you busted your stitches." she says getting out a fresh needle and string. She finally got them to use silk string.
Worked better than dental floss and hurt less. She and Jo used it all the time when they hunted together.
"Ryce," he started. But she cut him off.
"Please Sammy I'm just not ready to deal with my injuries yet." She says wearily.
He wanted to argue but thankfully he let her have her way.
Sam
He sat down at the table and took off his shirt. She cleaned it with the whiskey he had out. They had just used to clean Dean.
"Rye are you okay?" He asked quietly when she set the needle to his arm. The silk string shining in the light.
"M' fine Sam just.. I'm just really tired of him hurting like this." She said choking back a sob.
He moved a strand of hair out of her face.
"We will get him back to okay." He promises but he cant tell she doesn't really believe him. When his wound is re-stitched he gives her a stern look.
"Now it's your turn." He says gathering everything he needed. She pulled off her shirt and hissed when he wiped her wound clean.
"Hot damn I don't think I'll ever get used to that." She grounds out between her teeth.
"I know what you mean." He says chuckling when she swiped the bottle and took a long drag from it.
"Okay you either need to stand up or lay down so I can stitch you up. That pick went in pretty deep your lucky it didn't go all the way through." He says helping her to stand.
"Yeah real lucky." She said her tone dripping with sarcasm. He smiled at her.
"I really need a cigarette." She groaned.
"As much as I like you smoking you'll have to wait until I'm done. And even then you'll have to do it in the bathroom we cant risk you being seen." He said frowning at her wound.
It looked really bad.
She struggled through it well enough.
He thought as he put the gauze on and tapped it.
He shook his head as she grabbed the whisky bottle and dug her pack of smokes out of her jacket.
"Call me if he even sighs in his sleep." She told him before walking into the bathroom turning on the air vent.
After a few minutes he could smell the smoke come from her smoking and he heard her crying.
He wanted to go to her but she wouldn't appreciate the intrusion on her very private moment.