Hi guys, part 4 is finally up and it is going to be awhile before I update another chapter because this weekend I have to pack my stuff and move again into another apartment since the apartment that I was staying at needs some work done so I won't have internet this weekend but the good news is that I can work on another chapter then upload it when I get internet back. Thank you for reading my story and new readers, welcome! I hope you'll enjoy this chapter and have a great weekend! :)
After a while.
Dean held the phone to his ear. "Dad's not answering."
"Maybe Meg was late. Maybe cell reception's bad." Sam replied.
"Yeah well." Dean replied back, hanging up the phone.
Suddenly, the radio starts chattering with static. Emma froze.
"Dean wait. Listen." Sam grabs Dean's arm.
Sam rolls the dial on the radio, hearing more static come and go. The wind picks up and the lights in the house flicker.
Dean turns to look at Sam.
"It's coming," Sam says.
They all jump out of the car.
Dean uses a card to slide the lock on the front door open and they enter silently. As they approach the lounge, Dean gets confronted by Monica's husband. He swings a bat at Dean's head and misses, smashing a lamp.
Emma backed away with Sam.
"Get out of my house!" Holden screamed with the bat.
Dean quickly closes in and grapples with him, grabbing the bat.
"Get out of my house!" He shouted again.
"Please, please. Mr. Holden, please," Sam tried to calm him down.
Dean easily takes control, swinging him against the wall and holding the bat across his throat.
"Be quiet and listen to me. Be quiet and listen. We are trying to help you." Dean says sharply to him.
"Charlie? Is everything okay?" Monica calls out from upstairs.
"Monica, get the baby!" Holden yells as Sam shouted "Don't go in the nursery!"
"You stay away from her!"
Holden struggles to get away from Dean. Dean backhand him, knocking him unconscious, and puts him over his shoulder in a fireman's lift.
Emma started to run upstairs, Sam follows her.
Upstairs
Monica, in her nightgown as she was in Sam's vision, pushes the door to the nursery open. A dark figure stands over Rosie's cot.
"What are you…" Monica said.
The figure raises his hand and Monica is flung against the wall. Sam and Emma races up the stairs and along the corridor as Monica slides up the wall and onto the ceiling. They enter the room and the dark man turns to them, yellow eyes shining.
Sam hesitates, frozen and staring. Emma gasps loudly as she saw him. Her nightmares flashes back to him and she couldn't believe it. He's real.
"Rosie!" Monica cries out.
Sam raises the Colt and pulls the trigger. The demon disappears into smoke. Monica, screaming, falls to the floor.
Emma ran to Monica and helped her up.
"Where the hell did it go!" Sam shouted, looking for the dark man.
"My baby!" Monica cries out again. Monica stands, trying to move toward the cot, and gets caught by Sam.
"My baby!"
"No wait!" Sam says as he held Monica back.
"MY BABY!" Monica screamed as she fought Sam.
Dean came running past them to the cot. "Take her and go!" Dean orders Sam.
"Rosie!"
"Come on." Sam takes her.
"My baby!"
"Dean's got her," Sam replies as he forces her out of the room.
Dean quickly wraps the blanket around the baby and pulls her up as the cot explodes in flame. He races out of the room while Emma remained there.
She couldn't believe this was happening.
Dean looked back and realizes Emma was still there. He ran back and grabs her arm, dragging her.
She snaps out of shock and ran with Dean.
Outside
The nursery window explodes outwards, flames shooting out. Monica appears, guided by Sam on the front down. Both are coughing. Holden staggers up from where he was lying on the grass.
"You get away from my family." Holden threatens Sam as they came closer to him.
"No Charlie don't. They saved us." Monica says to Holden, holding him back.
Dean runs out to join them, holding the baby. Emma came out behind him, coughing.
"I mean they saved us." Monica begins to cry.
Monica takes the baby from Dean and her husband puts his arms around both of them.
"Thank you." Monica says to them.
Devastated, Sam, Dean and Emma turn back to the burning house. The demon is silhouetted in the burning nursery, standing completely still.
"It's still in there!" Sam started to go back inside. Emma and Dean grab Sam.
"Sam. Sam, no" Dean says, struggling to keep him back.
"Dean let me go, it's still in there." Sam says, struggling with Emma and Dean.
"No. It's burning to the ground. It's suicide." Dean replied to Sam.
"I don't care!" Sam yells at Dean.
"I do!" Dean yells back.
They both look back up as the flames rise again and the demon disappears. Emma gasps again as he vanished from her eyes.
"Oh my god…" Emma whimpers and let Sam go.
She stares at Sam and Dean. They had soot all over their faces. "Sam…" Emma whispers. Sam started to walk to her as he noticed that something was wrong with Emma.
Emma could hear her blood rushing in her ears and looks back at the flames one more time before passing out. Sam caught her in time as she blacks out.
"Emma!" Sam shouts as he held her in her arms. Dean ran to them.
"What happened?" Dean asks, looking at Emma.
"I don't know. I think she fainted." Sam replies back.
At the motel room.
Emma moans as she slowly wakes up. Sam went over to her and puts the cold compress on her forehead. "Take it easy, Emma. You passed out," Sam whispers to her and held her hand.
"Oh…." Emma says and slowly sits up. "I'm okay, Sam." Emma says as Sam tried to keep her from getting up.
"Sam, she's fine." Dean says, taking out his phone.
"Sam, the demon. The man with the yellow eyes… I have seen him before. He was in my dreams, Sam." Emma says desperately.
Sam was shocked and looks at Dean.
"You better call Dad."
A moment later.
Dean paces while holding the phone to his ear, listening to it ring out. Sam sits on the bed with Emma.
"Come on Dad, answer your phone damn it." Dean says, frustrated.
"Something's wrong." Dean hangs up.
Sam stares at the wall, giving a great bitch face. Emma stood up and walks to the window.
"You hear me? Something's wrong." Dean repeats to Sam.
"If you had just let me go in there, I could have ended all this." Sam says, looking at Dean.
"Sam, the only thing you would have ended was your life."
"You don't know that." Sam scoffs.
Dean walks towards the bed. "So what, you're just willing to sacrifice yourself, is that it?"
Sam stands up. "Yeah. Yeah you're damn right I am."
"Well that's not going to happen, not as long as I'm around."
"What the hell are you talking about Dean; we've been searching for this demon out whole lives. It's the only thing we've ever care about."
"Sam I wanna waste it. I do. Okay? But it's not worth dying over."
"What?" Sam replies in shock.
"I mean it. If hunting this demon means getting yourself killed, then I hope we never find the damn thing."
"That thing killed Jess. That thing killed Mom. That thing killed Emma's parents."
"You said yourself once, that no matter what we do, they're gone, and they're never coming back."
Sam totally loses it, grabs Dean and shoves him hard against the wall. Emma gasps and ran over to them.
"Don't you say that, not you! Not after all this don't you say that." Sam says angrily and upset.
"Sam, look." Dean says quietly. "The three of us… that's all we have… and it's all I have. Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holding it together man… and without you or Dad…"
Emma looks at them sadly, standing behind Sam.
"Dad." Sam says, upset.
Emma backs up as Sam lets go and turns away, walking across the room. Dean stays where he is, taking deep breaths.
Emma watches Dean then looks at Sam. She turns to Sam and touches his arm.
"He should have called by now. Try him again." Sam says with tears in his eyes.
Dean raises his phone.
Lincoln, Nebraska.
John's phone sits on a bench, ringing. Meg wanders over and picks it up. She looks at the screen, smiles to herself and answers.
"You boys really screwed up this time."
"Where is he?" Dean says in anger.
"You're never going to see your father again."
To be continued. Reviews, please? :)