A Wish Fulfilled Ch. 10
Disclaimer: See chapter one
Previously: Watching as the boys walked away, John and Bobby shook their heads with laughter knowing that Dean would have his hands full with the little guy for the next hour or so. Turning their attention back to the Impala once again, they had been back at work only twenty minutes when a terrified scream pierced the air.
Moments before:
Stirring the dirt in his bucket with the water Dean added from the garden hose, Sammy happily squished the mud it created between his chubby little fingers as he mixed it thoroughly trying to get it to a desired texture. The mud had to be thick enough to pick up to put in the silver colored pan, but also gooey enough so that he could spread it out and decorate it with the colorful sprinkles that Dean had surreptitiously appropriated from Bobby's kitchen earlier. After all, his mudpie had to look good if his Daddy and Uncle Bobby were going to eat it.
"De, I needs morwe dirt," Sammy informed his brother as he lifted his mud covered hand out of the bucket and swiped it against his cheek to shoo away the fly that was bothering him.
"You do huh?" Dean inquired from his seated on the ground position as he scooped a little more dirt up with his hands and dropped it into the small plastic pail before wiping away the smudge of mud left behind on Sammy's cheek. "Seems to me like you've already got more than enough."
"Nuh uh," Sammy voiced vehemently, shaking his head in a negative motion as he swirled the added dirt into the viscid substance. I gots to make a big pie or Unca Bobby won't get any cause Daddy will eat it all."
"Uh oh," thought Dean as he watched bits of mud splatter out of the bucket and onto Sammy's clothing. He hadn't contemplated the fact that Sammy might actually want his family to eat the concoction the kid was making. Thinking fast, Dean looked at his baby brother and said, "Ya know Sammy, Dad and Bobby might not be hungry for pie when we're finished here. We might have to save it for later in the day, okay Squirt?"
"O'tay De, we have it for d'sert" Sammy agreed, sticking his tongue out in concentration as he reached both hands into the small pail and lifted the viscid substance from the bucket and moving it over to the pan as dollops of mud oozed from between his fingers and dropped onto his jeans. Noticing that more of the mud was dropping onto his jeans than into the pan, Sammy looked up at Dean with dewy eyes. "De, I tan't do it. Will you he'p me pwease?"
"Uh, sure Kiddo," Dean replied with a grimace as he hesitantly dipped his hands into the mud and scooped two handfuls up, placing it carefully into the pan.
"T'anks De," Sammy voiced gratefully as he reached over and wrapped both his arms around his big brother and gave him a hug.
"Anytime Kiddo," Dean replied, grimacing once again as he felt the slimy mud ooze down the back of his shirt collar and slowly make its way down his spine.
"So, you finished now?" Dean asked, shivering a little in disgust as the dollop of mud that had slid down his back oozed further on down and into the hem of his jeans before finally stopping. He so did not want to think about it getting into forbidden places.
"No, I gotta put da spwinkles on first, Silwy," Sammy replied as he glanced up at his brother, his blue-green eyes twinkling in delight.
"Of course, how could I forget?" Dean stated as he pulled the small bottle of colorful candied sprinkles from his pocket and removed the lid before handing it over to his younger sibling.
Taking the bottle in his chubby little hand, Sammy liberally shook the sprinkles all over the top of his creation and then smiled in satisfaction at his artwork. The pie was truly a masterpiece. "De, I's fini….." Sammy began to say as he glanced over towards his sibling with a most satisfied look, only to stop mid-word and scream in horror at the sight that beheld his eyes as the ugliest looking thing he had ever scene emerged from the woods and grasped his big brother from behind.
"Deeeeeean," Sammy screamed in terror as he watched the monster from his dreams wrap its humongous arms around Dean and lift him into the air as Dean fought it tooth and nail to get free.
~~Supernatural~~
Bending over the front of the car as they surveyed the damage to the front end of the car, John blew out an exasperated breath knowing that he and Bobby had their work cut out for them where the engine was concerned. The radiator was a mess and would most definitely have to be replaced, the headgasket was most likely blown, and it would be a miracle if the engine block wasn't cracked.
"What do you think Bobby, is it worth repairing or do I need to look for a new engine?" John asked as he carded a calloused hand through his disheveled hair. He knew he didn't have the money to put out for a new engine, but he could raise it by hustling a few games of pool or cards.
"Well, I think we might have a shot at repairing the engine if I can get the cracks to seal with this new…" Bobby never got the chance to finish his statement as the sound of a toddler's terrified scream rent the air.
"Oh god, my boys," John gasped in utter fear as he took off running at full speed towards the back of the house with Bobby following closely behind him. He had no idea what was happening, he only knew that his boys needed him and needed him now.
Rounding the corner of the house in record time, John's mouth dropped open in astonishment at the sight that met his eyes, that of his eldest fighting with everything he had to break free from one of the most hideous looking creatures he had ever seen as it dragged him back towards the woods. And to make matters incredibly worse, it looked like Sammy was slipping into shock as he witnessed the horrible event which had been haunting his dreams for the past few days. Suddenly finding himself in moral dilemma as to which son needed him the most, John was eternally grateful when Bobby took the choice from his hands and barked out a command.
"John, get Sammy out of here now," Bobby ordered as he took in the scene in one glance and realized the impossibly difficult situation his friend was suddenly faced with. He thought about getting Sammy himself, but he was afraid the little tyke would react negatively to him in his state of shock and they really needed to get the toddler out of there before things got so much worse. Reaching down to pull the small derringer from his ankle sheath as John made his way towards Sammy, Bobby waited for the angst filled father to pick the terrified child up and dash towards the house before making his own move.
~~Supernatural~~
Not having realized the creature was approaching from behind due to his preoccupation with Sammy and the fun he was having, Dean was suddenly startled as he felt a pair of huge arms wrap around him and lock him into a vice tight grip, his arms pinned to his side, as Sammy screamed in sheer and unadulterated terror.
Knowing that he had to get free and get Sammy out of there, he started fighting with all of his might. "Let go of me you freaking sonuvabitch," he seethed through gritted teeth as he threw his head back in an attempt to startle whatever the hell had a breath stealing hold on him.
Gasping for breath as the creature tightened its hold even further and spots began to dance in front of his eyes, Dean knew he had to hold onto consciousness or chance Sammy being left defenseless against the creature. Contemplating his next move as his vision began to grey out, he suddenly heard the sound of a familiar voice ring out and it gave him complete abd total relief. Yeah, maybe he was still in danger himself, but at least now, his baby brother would be safe.
Knowing he had one chance and one chance only to take down the monster that was currently squeezing the life out of Dean, Bobby took a hunter's stance and aimed for the one place that would take the creature down. Of course, he had to be extremely careful because one wrong move, and Dean would lose his life also. Squeezing the trigger until the hammer pulled back tight, Bobby called out the words he hoped Dean was lucid enough to understand. "Head down, Ace."
TBC Sorry for the short chapter, but I didn't want to keep you waiting. I promise to make the next one longer.