I got a reeeally long, reeeally great review tonight, which totally made my day, so I decided to post another chapter! :) I think you'll like how this goes….

Chapter 10:

Time had no meaning anymore.

There were no minutes, no seconds, no sense of time at all, only the pain. The screams from her daughter and the cries of pain that came from deep inside Sarah herself lasted forever. Mavet had started with the blade, digging through skin, tissue, and down to bone, and then, his voice frighteningly unemotional, explained with detail the increasing severity of burn injuries on a human body before he took out a lighter.

Sarah desperately tried to keep her pain inside, to keep her daughter from hearing the agony in her screams. But by the time the demon called Sam, Sarah had slipped into unconsciousness several times and struggled so hard against her bindings that she could barely feel her hands or feet anymore.

"Do you think it's time we called Sam?" the soft voice asked. The sharp edge of vengeance in his tone caused Sarah to blink a few times, bringing the basement into a clearer focus. Sarah's eyes glared murderously at him as he wiped the blood from his hands. "Think it's time we share your screams with him?"

Sarah's fear had disappeared into the pain eventually. All that was left was rage. Toward the demon before her, toward God, and, admittedly, toward Sam. So when the demon called Sam, she knew exactly what she was going to say.

"Sam. Are you there...? We're having a lot of fun without you. When will you be arriving at the party?" He paused, most likely to listen to Sam's fury. "Not to switch the attention off me, as much as I love it, but why don't I put Sarah on the phone?" The tape was ripped from her mouth and she coughed the cloth out of her mouth, taking deep breaths of air. "Talk to Sam, Sarah. Tell him how you two are doing."

Her voice hoarse and her body devoid of strength, Sarah swallowed to try to enable herself to talk. "I want you to kill him, Sam," she whispered. "You hurt him worse than you've ever hurt anything—." The blade dug harshly into her leg and she cried out, her voice muffled by the cloth the demon quickly shoved back in her mouth and covered with the duct tape.

Sarah closed her eyes, her head falling back to the cold cement floor as she breathed harsh breaths through her nose.

"Stop!" she heard Sam scream. "Stop it!"

"I really hope you join us soon," Mavet whispered. "I'd love to have you here for this."

Her cell phone closed with a snap and Sarah barely had the strength to flinch as a hand slid gently down her bloody arm. Sarah finally brought her eyes up to meet her daughter's, something she hadn't been brave enough to do after mere minutes of hearing her screams.

Katie blinked tiredly at her mother, fresh tears slipping down to the floor, and Sarah tried to communicate her remorse. She wished she'd never allowed this to happen. Never told a soul about Sam being Katie's biological father. Never slept with Sam. Even wishing she'd aborted Katie or at least put her up for adoption, wishing for anything to stop this pain that her daughter had to endure.

"You think it's time to end it yet?" the demon asked. "I know that Sam and Dean must have called other hunters, so even if the two of them are still states away, rescuers are coming. And that would just make things so much more complicated…. Though I could take another road. Dump this meat suit somewhere upstairs and…use you as a host."

Sarah's eyes flashed to him, too exhausted to do anything but plead no.

"Yes, that would be fun, wouldn't it? You torturing your own daughter. I've done it before. A few times. Heard the silent screams echoing in the head of the possessed, desperate to be back in control. And then, of course, when the hunters get here, they'll be caught off-guard." He rose slowly to his feet. "The fear is back now, isn't it? I know; it disappears after a while. There's only pain. The dread of things to come is something that only comes when it stops."

Sarah's gaze then shot back to Katie, as Mavet walked over and crouched beside her, pleading with her daughter to forgive her for things she couldn't control. Willing all her strength to her to survive until help arrived. "You think your mommy would never hurt you…right?" he whispered, gently cupping her face in his hand. "She would never do to you what I'm doing. No matter how she was coerced or bribed or tortured, she would never hurt you. Do you believe that?" Katie's half-open eyes stared up at him, empty of emotion. "Well, you're wrong."

And then Sarah saw the flash of anger in her daughter's eyes like nothing she'd ever seen.

Katie's enraged eyes glowered at the possessed man as the young girl felt hate like she'd never imagined filling her body. As she finally understood what people meant when they said they saw red. It consumed her as she thought of nothing but killing him. Destroying the thing that had taken every bit of innocence she had and ripped it to pieces.

Feeling the power brewing deep in her chest, Katie hardly noticed when the man's expression changed to one of confusion and he stood up, taking a step back from her, his eyes widening. When the knife he held slipped from his hold and he grasped his throat with both hands. When his body stumbled back slightly and he shuddered. When he coughed harshly and a burst of black smoke was expelled from his mouth. When his shocked face turned to meet Katie's infuriated eyes.

The demon hacked up more smoke as he dropped to his knees, clutching his throat as if he could somehow keep his essence from being expelled. But the smoke continued to pour from his mouth like a dark fog formed from dry ice, floating down to the ground and collecting around him. And as his eyes lost their inky blackness and the body collapsed limply to the ground, the smoke dissolved into nothing, leaving a scorched circle on the ground where it disappeared.

Sarah could do nothing but stare in astonishment at the body before her. She blinked slowly and it took a few seconds before she shifted her gaze to her daughter.

Her heart seemed to skip a beat as Sarah saw her daughter's unconscious figure lying on the ground, blood dripping from her eyes. Sarah quickly looked down to the blade that the demon had dropped and she forced herself past the harsh pain that resonated through her as she moved along the ground toward it.

After a few seconds of making sure her fingers still moved, Sarah rolled over, grasping it in her hand, and then rolled back onto her stomach. Shifting her grip, Sarah gradually slid it against the tape, the sharp edge cutting through within a short amount of time, and as soon as her hands were free she brought them around to her sides and rolled over onto her back. Ripping the tape off her face and coughing out the cloth, she sat up and quickly cut the bindings on her ankles.

Taking the tape off of her ankles, Sarah didn't take even a moment to gather herself before she fumbled along the ground over to her daughter, her breath rough in her throat. "Katie," she rasped. She tried to swallow. "Katie, baby," she sobbed, reaching her daughter. Though she was convinced the demon was dead, she shifted her position so she could still see the man it had possessed, afraid to be caught off-guard. She quickly took the tape off of her daughter's mouth and the gag out before she shakily checked Katie's pulse. Sarah let out a sob of relief as she felt it beating solidly, if a bit slowly.

After cutting the tape off of Katie's wrists and ankles, Sarah brought Katie onto her lap, cradling her in her arms. Sarah tried to breathe through she shakes slipping through her body, knowing that they were the beginnings of her going into shock, and wiped the bloody tears from the young girl's face as tears of own formed. "Katie, honey, it's all over," she murmured, rocking her back and forth. "You're okay. You're safe. Please baby, please wake up."

Katie stirred slightly and her eyes fluttered open. "Mommy?" she whispered slowly.

"It's over," Sarah choked out. "You're okay." She closed her eyes, bringing her daughter tightly against her chest. "We're okay."