A/N: So, I have some tests coming up from Thursday.. So I thought to get this up sooner. Thanks for all the amazing reviews... ;) READ THE AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE END! PRETTY PLEASE... :) *unleashes puppy dog eyes*
(All grammatical and spelling errors are mine. Sorry, I tried correcting as much as I could.)
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"Dean? Dean, come on! Please...wake up." Said Sam. He took a few breaths to calm himself and checked Dean's pulse. He eased up a little. A pulse was there...irregular but there.
"Help! Somebody help!" came a voice from the parking lot.
Melanie and Martin looked at Sam in fright. Right. He had to think this through. As much as he hated the plan that popped up, he had no other choice.
"Martin. Here. Take our car and get Dean back to the motel. I'll help you get him in the car. Melanie, stay with me."
Saying so, Martin and Sam somehow managed to half carry, half drag Dean to the Impala. Martin assured Sam that he would manage getting Dean inside the room and drove off.
"Help me!" came the cry again.
"Okay, Melanie, if this is what I think it is, I need you to stop the healing ceremony inside the tent."
"What?" asked Melanie shocked. "How the hell am I supposed to do that?"
"Think of something! Please, just stop it."
Sam starting sprinting towards the cries for help. Upon reaching the parking lot, he saw the protestor he and Dean had seen on the first day, backing away from something.
"Hey! Where is he?"
"There!" yells Wright pointing at something only he can see.
"Alright. Come on!" Sam grabs Wright by the shoulder and they run off in the opposite direction.
Melanie enters the tent in time to hear Roy calling Layla.
"Damn it" she mutters under her breath.
She hurries to Layla and grabs her by the hand.
"Layla."
"Melanie. What's wrong?"
"Y-You can't go up there."
"Why? You got Martin healed and you've been coming here for the past 3 months. I've been coming for 6 months! I'm going" said Layla, jerking her hand out of Melanie's.
Think Mel, think.
Having no other choice, Melanie starts yelling, "FIRE! Hurry! Tent's on fire!"
All the inhabitants of the tent start to panic and start making their way out.
"What? NO! No, please. Please don't stop. Reverend, please, please! Please don't stop, please!" says Mrs. Rourke
Melanie watches helplessly, having no other choice.
"Friends, if you'd all just leave the tent in an orderly fashion...and we'll, uh, and we'll figure out what's going on out there and we'll come back." Says Roy.
Melanie takes out her cell phone. "Sam, I did it. I stopped Roy."
Sam and Wright are panting.
"David, I think it's ok. Don't worry." Says Sam.
David looks around at Sam, nodding, then turns back. The reaper is in front of him.
"No!" he yells.
"Mel, it didn't work! Reaper's still coming!"
Melanie is still on the phone.
"I'm telling you Mel. It didn't work! Do something quick! It has something to do with the cross. Trust me! Roy must not be the one controlling this thing like we thought." says Sam from the other end of the line.
"Then who the hell is doing this? Hold on a sec."
Melanie starts looking around and spots Sue Ann beside the stage, facing the corner and reciting something.
"Sue Ann!" says Melanie running towards Sue Ann.
Sue Ann gasps and turns around, holding a cross. The same cross Sam had mentioned. She hurriedly tucks it down her blouse.
Before Melanie can say anything, cops enter the tent to check for any people left inside and spot Sue Ann and Melanie.
"Ladies, I need you to step outside." Says one of them.
Both Sue Ann and Melanie step outside.
After the cops are gone, Sue Ann spots Layla and Mrs. Rourke making their way towards her. She rounds on Melanie.
"I can't believe you Mel. After all Roy did to heal your brother."
Saying so, she makes her way towards Roy. Mrs. Rourke starts following Sue Ann but Layla keeps walking towards Melanie.
"Why did you do that Melanie? I had one chance."
"I know Layla. It seems unfair. But I promise you, Roy is not the answer. I can't explain."
"Goodbye Mel."
Melanie stares helplessly after Layla.
Sam makes his way with David towards Melanie.
"Take care David." David nodded and walked away.
"So it worked. Sue Ann. She's the one doing this. And she and Roy assured Layla a private meeting to heal her. Tonight." Said Melanie.
"Okay."
"You mind explaining all this?"
"Yeah. Let's get back to the motel. Dean would want to hear about this too. And, he deserves a beatdown from me. I called his doctor on my way here. He said that the only reason this could have happened was less sleep and skipping his meds. I called up Martin to give him his meds."
Sam and Melanie entered the motel to find Martin and Dean eating pie.
"Really Dean? How many pies have you eaten since we got here? You know its not all that healthy for you right now."
"Come on Sam. I like my pie. And I stayed for months without it."
Sam was starting to lose his temper.
"That's enough Dean! Do you even care about yourself?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Guys? Could you give us a minute?" asked Sam to Melanie and Martin. They both quietly made their way outside the room.
"I called the doc. You literally almost flat lined on me back there! He said you were either not sleeping or eating well, or you are skipping your immunosuppressants. Now which one is it?"
Dean avoided Sam's gaze.
Sam could sense that Dean was trying not to make Sam worry to much. He made his way to Dean's bed.
"Dean. I'm not angry. Okay. Well, I am. I nearly lost you a few months ago. You don't realize how close it had gotten. And we haven't even found Dad yet. I can't do this if you won't be honest with me man."
Dean stared back at Sam. Sam had activated his puppy eyes. Dean started to waver under the look. Regretting he ever taught Sam that, he replied "It's mostly the meds. I sometimes forget to take 'em and don't bother later. It's not fun doing this Sam. I hate having to be dependant."
"Trust me Dean. I know how you feel there. Remember when I was 12 and was diagnosed with leukemia? I fought it didn't I? But I always had to be dependant on the meds. Dependant on you. And not all heart transplant patients require immunosuppressants their whole life. Once the doctors are sure the heart isn't rejected by the body's immune system, they'll give the all clear to lay off the meds."
Convinced, Dean sat back with relief.
"Guys! You can come back in!" yelled Sam.
"Okay, so you all want to know what the hell is going on here right?" asked Sam after everybody had settled down.
"We are definitely dealing with a reaper. Reapers stop time. So that's one lead. Also, we happened to catch a glimpse of the reaper as he was leaving. It was hardly a fraction of a second and it was pure luck that me and Dean had managed to see it."
"And you can only see 'em when they're coming at you which is why David could see it and you couldn't." interjected Melanie.
"Exactly. Now, when I was in the LeGrange's house, I found this." He removes a small book out of his jacket.
"Before I tell you about this, there is something else you should know. We were wondering how Roy, now Sue Ann, could be controlling the reaper. This is how." He rummaged through the numerous papers on his desk and pulled out a card.
"A tarot?" asked Dean.
It makes sense. A tarot dates back to the early christian era right, when some priests were still using magic? And a few of them veered into the dark stuff? Necromancy and how to push death away, how to cause it?
"So Roy, I mean Sue Ann, is using black magic to bind the reaper?" asked Dean.
"Yup. That's where this book comes in. I figured that if black magic was being used to bind a reaper, there had to be a spell book. This is a spell book." He opens the book and they pass it around.
"See the skeleton reaper, the cross I was talking about? Also, see the articles. The guy, Marshall, was a gay teacher. The woman, was an abortion rights advocate and David, a protester. Sue Ann was choosing victims she thought were immoral."
"But there's nothing immoral about these people." Argued Martin.
"I know Martin. Like I said, people she thought were immoral."
"So, Roy? He really believes it's God's actions?" asked Melanie.
"Sadly, yes. Roy has nothing to do with this."
"What if Sue finds out we took the book?" asks Dean.
"She already knows we're after her. And she knows the spell by heart. I caught her when I stopped the ceremony from happening." Replied Melanie.
"Dean, they are going to heal Layla. Tonight." Said Sam.
"Layla? Damn it man. She deserves this. I hate this job sometimes." Rants Dean.
"Okay, you guys want in? Or you want to leave? Your choice." Asked Sam to Martin and Melanie.
"Are you kidding me? We're in!" said Martin.
Longer chapter than I anticipated. Found a major loophole. Fixed it. To all those following me on twitter...Thanks!
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