NOTE: Hey guys! This is it! The end to this storyline. It's not how I wanted this story to go down but as I didn't receive any feedback, I thought I should hurry this quick and put an end to it. Hope you find it okay. Xo ~ImmortalityWinchester~
It took a fair amount of time for Deana to explain Sam how things were and for Dean to recite his late night adventures. Sam was unable to grasp everything that was happening, he felt cornered, like a wild animal. He'd been through worse but the thought of Dark John, made his every fiber tremble.
"We need to find a way out of here!" Sam said after a long pause.
"They need our help, Sam!" Dean contradicted his kid brother.
"No, you don't understand! If John gets his hands on that Amulet, we're all screwed!"
Deana and Samantha just stood there, silent, observing the brothers do what they did best: merging two minds into one until they figure out a solution.
"Come on Sam! Look around you man! Think!" Dean pleaded.
"I'll go get Em. He'll get you two the hell away from our home, like you want." Samantha surprised everyone with her harsh proposition. When nobody seemed to respond, she walked out of the room as if the boys made her sick to her stomach.
"What's got into her?" Dean murmured.
"You promised to save him." Deana pointed at Samantha's husband, who was still shackled like a dangerous animal.
"That's on me… I didn't get the vamp's blood." Dean, once again, took the blame.
"No, but I did!" Dannie walked into the room
"You were supposed to be sleeping!" her mother scolded her but she walked further into the room as if she was no longer a kid that her mom could tell her off. She was different. She looked as if she had accepted who she was, her powers, and the burden had turned her into a grown up woman. She kept her eyes on Dean, only on Dean, thing that made his skin crawl.
"It is going to be difficult, Dean. You all have to be careful…"
A woman at her late forties appeared at the door, panting.
"I'm sorry! I went to check the patients and by the time I got back, she was gone!" she apologized to Deana.
Before Deana could speak back, Dannie had shut the door closed with her mind, without even looking at it. The woman outside was trying to get it open, but she just couldn't. Deana froze.
"Deana? What's going on?" the woman yelled.
"It's okay Izzy! You can go now!" Deana finally spoke, keeping her eyes pinned on the person that used to be her daughter.
"The skies will turn black, the water will turn red, the earth will crack all the way to its core, the fire will burn it all, as the last River will end to its source…" Dannie seemed lost into some kind of a trance. Sam tried to shake her out of her phase but Deana grabbed his arm.
"It's happened once before… When Castiel vanished… Don't touch her when she's like that… Ever!" Deana took her leather jacket off and on her arm there was a scar in the shape of a thunder.
"Dannie?" Dean tried to talk her out of it. She seemed to respond.
"What were you talking about sweetheart?" Sam asked.
"He's dying…" she kept her eyes on Jay and a tear rolled down her fiery cheeks. She kneeled next to him.
"Honey… He's dangerous!" Deana tried to warn the child but Dannie didn't break a sweat.
"To whom? He's family." Dannie placed one hand onto his forehead. Jay started having spasm and after a while, nothing. He was no longer moving. Dannie fainted and blood dripped down from her nose. Deana fell on her knees and hugged her daughter.
"Baby?" she cried.
Dean was feeling uncomfortable. He imagined himself in Deana's shoes. Deana was him and Samantha was Sam. The thought of that being real made him feel sick. But that moment, his heart ached, not because he was seeing the female version of himself mourning, but because she was gifted a child that she mistreated and she had just witnessed its death. If only he was her parent. If only he had raised her differently… He looked at Sam; pale and unable to react, his kid brother was so confused.
"She got a pulse?" Sam let that skip out of his lips. Deana gave him a mad look before turning her eyes on Dannie, who started moving again, in her arms.
"Mom?"
Jay coughed as well and as he stood on his knees he vomited.
"Wh… How did you do it?" Sam asked while helping Jay out.
"I had the vampire's blood in me… I can take whatever I want from any supernatural being when I touch it… I touched John." Dannie answered while standing back on her feet. Deana looked onto the ground, feeling guilty for not sharing that information with them.
"Do you know what this means? You can save everyone!" Sam said with quite the excitement.
"No. She can't. And she won't!" Deana barked.
"Why the hell not?" Sam fired back.
"Because I will turn…evil…if I keep doing this… Right mom?" the kid turned her eyes on Deana. She felt the kid's green eyes burning her insights.
"Why don't you…" Dean got interrupted by a blizzard of gunshots.