Black Widow or Black Demon?

A new Supernatural Story

Disclaimer: Nope not mine, sigh just my own weird and evil imagination.

Another Wee!Chester story, Sam is four and Dean is eight.

Author's Note: This is dedicated to JJ for her birthday, sorry if it's a little late.

Chapter Ten: Who wants to play hide and seek?

'Joshua?' Dean whispered softly and pulled on the tail of the big man's jacket.

'What is it Dean?' Josh turned to look at the boy, taking in the pale complexion and too-wide eyes, 'What is it kiddo?'

'When Sally had Sammy, she had him all wrapped up in a – a coc-cocoon?'

'Yeah that's the word, like a big sack?'

'Yeah and all sticky, it was making Sammy really sick; I was just thinking if she has uncle Bobby and dad then she ...'

'Will have to subdue them somehow, good thinking kiddo.'

'And ah she likes to set traps.' Dean added as the thought came to him, 'she even turns into a big funny looking spider.'

'I want you to stay close behind me at all times ... promise me Dean.'

'Oh okay.' Dean sighed with a small frown forming on his brow, 'she bites too.'

'Bites?'

'Yeah big bites.' Dean nodded enthusiastically, 'dad called her a black ... yeah a black widow.'

'Thanks sport okay let's catch up to the others and remember ...'

'Stay behind you at all times.'

'That's the boy.' Josh once again took the lead and led him towards the others, Dean chewed on his lower lip as his gaze darted around, he felt all excited and scared at the same time, his tummy was doing lots of flip flops making it feel funny but he kept mindful of where he was and who he was with. He was going to show his dad that he was the soldier his father wanted. One who could follow orders really well.

A clicking and scraping sound made the small group of hunters pause and take cover in the dimly lit building, Dean felt his stomach drop and tighten, he wanted to run back to the safety of uncle Bobby's house where Sammy waited with Pastor Jim but he knew that he could never do that, not now.

The stench of rotted meat and blood assailed the group; Dean gagged and started to breath through his mouth, 'eww that's gross.' He muttered under his breath.

'Stay alert Dean.' Josh whispered as he stopped and looked around before indicating to the others to split up, he took Dean with him and Caleb and Bill went in the other direction. As they moved further into the spider demon's lair, the air became cooler and stagnant; Dean tightened his grip on Josh's jacket and kept a careful eye out for any sign of Sally. A low painfilled moan echoed through the hallway and Josh immediately led the way towards it, his hand sought out Dean's, instinctively knowing that the boy was going to need comfort, no matter what they found.

'Ah God.' Josh breathed as he came to a stop just inside the doorway; Bobby hung suspended from the ceiling in the cocoon, his face a dull grey colour and he couldn't tell if he was still breathing. John lay on the bed, spreadeagled and restrained and completely naked. 'Wait here for a sec champ.' He whispered to Dean as he hurried towards the boy's father and covered him with a blanket. 'John? John can you hear me?'

'No, no more.' John cried out hoarsely, 'no more.'

'Dad, dad it's Dean,' the small boy ran to the bed and clamoured up on it before Josh could stop him, 'Dad please wake up.'

'D-Dean?' John blinked and tried to focus on the face hovering over him, 'no, no trick another trick.'

'Josh what's wrong with my dad?' Dean asked as he stared at the other man, tears shone in his green eyes, 'what's wrong?'

'Not sure what she's done to him but we'll get him outta here.' Josh answered as he turned his attention to Bobby. 'Ah shit Bobby.'

Bobby lifted his head with excruciating slowness and tried to focus on the shadowed form in front of him, he said Josh's name without making a sound, a pink-coloured bubble formed on his dry lips as he coughed and weakly dropped his chin again.

'Hang on old friend.' Josh said his own voice cracking with his pent up emotions, 'I'll get you out of here.'

Dean watched Josh for a moment before he started to work on the bindings around his dad's ankles and wrists. His little fingers shook as he tried to cut away the thick fibres, nicking himself a few times in the process he finally managed to free one wrist before scampering down the bed to work on the ankle.

Caleb and Bill came running into the room breathless and in shock at the sight of their friends, 'man Josh, are they?'

'Still alive ... find her?'

'Nah she's gone something aint right Josh, why would she just leave them?'

'Sammy!' Dean sat up with a horrified look on his young face, 'she wants Sammy.'

'Dean what is it?'

'She took Sammy before, she made me and dad go out and then she went after Sammy.' Dean looked at the adults staring at him as though he had two heads, 'ah man, she reckons she could feed off Sammy, keep him as hers ... she made him sick and we nearly lost him last time. It's a trick an' we left em alone.'

'Jim and Sammy?' Josh blinked and stared down at the eight year old as the realisation hit him, 'how old are you again Dean?'

'Eight.' He announced smugly, 'dad says I'm a man now.'

'Well you sure got the attitude of a man, come on we need to get yer daddy and uncle Bobby outta here and back to Jim and Sammy.'

'Sammy'll be so scared, an' I left him, I shouldna left him Josh.' Dean wailed angrily.

'Stop that Dean ... you've been a huge help especially working things out, Sammy's gonna be alright and that's coz of you.'

'How come?' Dean asked glaring at Josh suspiciously.

'Coz of you we know what Sally is up to and what she wants, we can be ready for her.'

Caleb and Bill worked on freeing Bobby as Josh helped Dean finish working on John's restraints, 'how come dad's got no clothes on?' The boy asked innocently, 'he'll be cold.'

'D-Dean?' John whispered his son's name as he slowly regained consciousness, 'Dean son?'

'Here dad.' Dean grinned and scrambled back to kneel next to his dad, 'we're rescuin' ya.'

'Sammy?'

'Wif Pastor Jim.' Dean said somehow he knew not to upset John by telling him about Sally's whereabouts. 'You okay dad?'

'Will be son.' John ran the tip of his tongue over his dry lips and tried to focus on the others, 'Bobby?'

'Still kicking.' Josh answered as he finished freeing John, 'ah sorry dude but you aint dressed for company.'

'Sh-she took ... over there.' John tried to nod towards a closet, without needing anyone to ask him, Dean climbed off the bed and hurried over to the cupboard, he quickly discovered his father's clothes including his worn leather jacket and Bobby's clothes in another pile. He gathered the clothes into his arms and made his way back to the bed staggering slightly as he tripped on a dangling sleeve.

S—D

Sally crept closer to the house and smiled smugly, her traps should keep the others occupied for a while, which gave her time to find her other prize, little Sam.

She could taste the power in the air as she neared the building; a glance in the window gave her a clear view of an older man wearing a cleric's collar nursing a sleeping four year old: perfect.

'Sammy come to me.' The breeze carried her soft call towards her prey, 'come to me.'

Pastor Jim sat up and listened intently, he was sure that he heard a woman's voice, a slight movement indicated the possible waking of the toddler in his arms, 'Sammy?' he asked as he tried to rouse him, the mysterious voice forgotten for a second.

Sammy blinked and stared up at the kindly face of Pastor Jim, he was scared but he knew that the man would help him. Then he sat up and stared in mute horror at the front door, he turned to look up at Jim and then back at the door trying to work out how he could warn the man.

'What is it Sam?' Jim asked as he watched the frantic movements, 'something out there?'

Sam nodded and looked at the door again, his face pale save for the blush of fever on his cheeks and his sea-green eyes dark with fear and unshed tears carried a sheen of sweat he could feel her so close.

'I wish you could tell me kiddo.' Jim whispered gathering Sam up he hurried into the den where he knew Bobby had extra protection, 'can you do something for me?'

Sammy nodded and stared at the man with a solemn look on his little face, 'I need you to stay in here no matter what you hear can you do that please Sammy?' He waited for the boy to nod yes before he gently lowered him to the floor, 'now I want you to hide under uncle Bobby's desk, just like you do when you play hide and seek with Dean but this time don't move until I come back for you is that clear?'

Sammy nodded again and crawled into the small space closely followed by puppy; he hugged the dog tightly and watched as Pastor Jim disappeared from view. Large tears fell down his face and dampened the dog's coat but it didn't bother puppy who nuzzled Sammy and instinctively protected the small boy.

'I want daddy and Dean.' Sammy thought as he sniffed back his tears 'gotta be a big boy.'

Puppy snarled just then and stared at the window opposite the desk, his small fangs bared as he watched the window, his lip curled up as he wriggled out of Sammy's grip and moved in front of him.

'Sammy ... Sammy come to me.' Sally's voice carried into the den and Sammy pushed further back under the heavy piece of furniture, 'I need you Sammy, your daddy needs you.'

'Daddy?' Sammy's head snapped up and he wanted to crawl out to find his daddy when he remembered his promise to Pastor Jim, confused Sammy covered his ears with his small hands and started to rock and hum silently. He made himself remember the stories Dean would make up for him and he started to feel better. As long as he didn't listen to her or see her, then the bad Sally will go away.

S—D

Dean let his dad lean on him feeling like he truly meant something to his dad, that he was more than just a babysitter for Sammy. Though he would never, ever say no to that job but it felt good to be able to help his dad. Caleb and Bill supported Bobby between them as they hurried back to Bobby's house. The two injured men desperately needed medical help but that was out of the question until they got rid of the spider demon.

'Dean?' John ground out through his chattering teeth, he was so cold and his body ached for Sally's touch, it took all of his strength to fight the urge to run to her, 'Dean where's ... where's Sammy?'

'Wif Pastor Jim dad, like I told ya before.' Dean said again, this was the third time his dad had asked him that and he was starting to worry, 'you okay?'

'Yeah, yeah I'm kay.' John nodded and concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other as he leant heavily on his stocky son's shoulder.

'Geeze dad you need a diet.' Dean quipped wanting to ease the tension radiating from his dad, 'heavy much?'

'S-sorry.' John whispered a small smile played on his lips, 'm-might have to give S-Sammy my share.'

'Aw man dad, Sammy don't need fattening up, he's chubby already.'

'B-baby fat.'

'Hey don' let Sammy hear ya call him a baby.'

'John, Dean we're gonna stop here and regroup, Josh found her trail.' Caleb turned his head to look at them, 'you doing okay there runt?'

'Yeppers we're good Caleb.' Dean grinned, 'aint we dad.'

'Yeah dude we're good.' John wheezed as his legs finally gave way and he collapsed to the ground, 'I – I can hear her.'

'John what is it?' Josh dropped to his knees next to his friend, 'Dean can you help Caleb with Bobby.'

'Nuhhuh I'm stayin' wif dad.'

'Dammit ... she's callin' me Josh I can feel her ... need to go.'

'You need to stay with your son, Dean needs you John.'

'Dean?' John blinked and tried to refocus his scattered thoughts but all he could feel and hear was Sally. 'Dean.'

'Dad, come on you promised me an' Sammy, you wouldn't leave us again.' Dean's lower lip trembled as he watched his dad start to writhe on the ground, fighting against Josh's strong grip.

'Let me go, she needs me.' John screamed in pain and squeezed his eyes shut, 'no, no my boys ... need ... Sally ... No!'

'Sorry John.' Josh pulled his fist back and punched his friend squarely on the chin knocking him out instantly.

'Josh is my dad?'

'He's gonna be fine Squirt but I need you to stay with him.' Josh leant over and cupped Dean's cheek in his hand, 'sorry I had to hit him.'

'I – I understand Josh, he's gonna be okay isn't he?'

'Yeah he'll be fine Dean; you watch he'll be back to normal quicker than you can blink.'

'Oh very funny, go and get Sammy and Jim ... I'll be okay Josh.' Dean stared up at the man with an air of confidence that belied his tender age, and Josh got a glimpse of the man he was destined to become. He ruffled Dean's hair, spared his unconscious friend a last glance and then went to check on the others.

'It's okay dad, I'm here, I'm not gonna let any bug lady get ya.' Dean announced and placed his open hand on his father's chest.

S—D

'Be gone spawn of Satan!' Jim called out in a clear voice as he sprayed the demon with holy water, 'go back to where you belong.'

'You shouldn't play with things you don't understand little man.' Sally reared herself up, her front legs poised ready to strike when the cursed water hit her again. Hissing she backed away and shook her head, 'where is the little one?'

'Where you can't find him.' Jim said as he prepared to spray her again when one of her spindle like legs appeared seemingly from nowhere and sent him flying against the far wall. Dazed he lay there for a few seconds trying to get his breath back before climbing to his feet slowly, 'get back to where you belong.' He yelled as he charged at the creature again, this time her razor sharp appendage caught him across the chest, the last thing Jim heard was her cackling laughter as he slammed against the wall once again and fell to the floor unconscious and bleeding profusely from his chest.

'Sammy where are you?' Sally lisped, her fangs glistened with saliva as she started to search the house, 'come on my baby come to me.'

'Hey bitch why don't you try a real man?' Caleb called out as he stood in the doorway blocking her way out. 'Leave the runt alone.'

'My, my what do I have here?' Sally clicked as she reared up again and stared down at the man, 'another tasty little morsel.'

'Go bite yerself.' Caleb snarled as he lifted his shotgun and took aim.

Sally screeched and hissed scuttling away she secured a silken thread to the ceiling before she smiled coldly at Caleb, 'come here little man.' She cooed spinning a gossamer thread of silk she snagged Caleb's legs and drew him to her, her actions blinding fast. Struggling Caleb fought against the binds as she pulled him closer, when suddenly he dropped to the ground after a loud gunshot rang through the air.

'Let him go.' Bill took aim and shot the spider again, 'burn baby burn.'

Screeching Sally tried to cover herself and returned to her human form, as the pain of the blessed rounds cut through her exoskeleton.

An unholy scream came from outside startling Bill enough for him to lose track of Sally, she was there one moment and then gone. 'Damn.' He muttered as he hurried to help Caleb.

'Where's the bitch?'

'Gone but wounded.' Bill said as he freed Caleb, 'did you hear that scream?'

'Yeah something happened when you shot her.'

S—D

Joshua and Dean stared down at John in horror as his back arched and an almighty scream erupted from him. Blood spurted from his chest, mouth and nose as his eyes snapped open and he stared unseeingly at the night sky with milky white pupils.

'Sally!'

'Josh what's wrong with my dad.' Dean cried out, his gaze fixed on his writhing father, 'what's happening?'

'Dunno Dean, I really ... dunno.' Josh admitted just as Bobby started to moan and thrash about blood dribbled from a bite mark on his neck. His eyes opened and as with John stared up at the sky with milky white pupils. In the distance, they could hear Sally's furious screams as she called her males to her, she was hurt and so they hurt too. Terrified Dean watched as his dad started to convulse, he stumbled backwards as he tried to comprehend on what was happening in front of him. 'What's wrong with my dad?'

From within the house one last cry came out, chilling all of the conscious men with dread and fear as they heard the grief-stricken voice of Pastor Jim Murphy. 'No Sammy!'

TBC