Wow, you guys are great! I'm so glad everyone is enjoying my little story. Sam's in it deep but the cavalry is on the way! Go Dean and Bobby!!!!
Cindy.
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"We gotta hurry Bobby!" Dean exclaimed "I don't think Sam has much more time. I can feel it."
Bobby looked at Dean, a knot of fear in his stomach. "I know what you mean, I feel it too," he replied.
They had spent the last hour pouring over the maps Dean had snagged, finally finding what they hoped was the location Sam was being held at. They had loaded up the Impala with everything they could think of that they would need once they found Sam. They had 'borrowed' all of the blankets from the motel room, and had made sure they had enough supplies in the first aid kit to handle any situation. They also made sure they had plenty of water on hand.
"We'll find him Dean," Bobby said, breaking the silence that had fallen between them. Dean glanced at Bobby and nodded, grateful for the older mans presence.
"Bobby?" Dean asked, not sure he wanted to know the answer to his question.
"Yeah Dean?" Bobby replied.
"Once we kill this son of a bitch, will Sam's soul be returned to him? I mean, when we offed that Shtriga, the children it had robbed all returned to normal. Will that happen with Sam?"
The hopeful look in Dean's eyes broke Bobby's heart. Truth be told, Bobby didn't know if Sam would regain his soul, and he didn't know how to tell Dean that. He decided straight forward was the way to go.
"I really don't know Dean. It would make sense that once the usurper is killed, the soul would seek out it's original host, so to speak, but I just don't know." Bobby could hardly bare to look at the stricken look on Dean's face, but he didn't look away. "We'll deal with whatever happens Dean."
"He has to be okay Bobby. I can't...I can't lose him," Dean replied sadly.
Dean thought back to all the times he had nearly lost Sam. He had always gotten him back, always saved him, and this time wasn't going to be any different. He just prayed that Sam would be in one piece, that after this was all over, he would be whole. He shuddered at what would happen if Sam's soul were lost forever. He couldn't let it happen. Wouldn't let it happen.
Dean slammed the trunk of the Impala shut and glanced over to the woods across the road. Suddenly his breath caught in his throat, and he let out a sharp gasp.
"Dean, what's wrong!?" Bobby asked with a worried look on his face.
"No friggin way!" was Deans seething reply.
"What Dean?"
"It was the old man! Son of a bitch! All this time it was the old man!" Dean stormed.
"What are you talking about?" Bobby shouted.
"We gotta go! I'll explain, but we gotta go! NOW!!"
They loaded into the Impala and Dean tore out of the motel parking lot, spitting gravel out from his screeching tires. Bobby was holding on for dear life, and once his heart had gone back into his chest he looked at Dean. A look of sheer rage and determination was plastered on Dean's face. He raced down the road away from the town looking for the access road he and Bobby had found on the map. The access road that would take them to the unnamed caves they were sure held Sam.
"Okay, Dean, spill! What's going on?" Bobby queried, grabbing the dash when Dean abruptly turned onto the access road, barely slowing down.
"When I looked up I saw the old man standing at the edge of the trees. He was staring at us. Then he turned and went into the woods!" Dean exlaimed.
"Okay, what old man?" Bobby asked, completely lost as to where this was going.
"The old man that Sam and I kept seeing in town. He was always perched on the bench outside the drug store! Son of a bitch! Why didn't I see this before?" Dean stammered.
"Dean, you've completely lost me. What does some old man have to do with anything?"
"He's not an old man, he's the Jardoul!" Dean hollered. "Why didn't I see it before? When we first saw him, he looked like he was knocking on deaths door. But the last few days, he's looked better, rejuvenated! And always watching, smiling. Before, now that I think about it, he always seemed to be paying a lot of attention to Sam. I thought maybe Sam reminded him of someone!" Dean slammed his fist onto the steering wheel over and over again. "Bobby, it knows! It knows that we know what it is, where to find it!"
"Calm down Dean. We know where to find Sam. We'll save him," Bobby said, not quite sure if he believed it himself.
"Bobby, it's on it's way to kill Sam! It knows it can't finish the ritual so it's just gonna kill him!" Dean was near panic now, close to hyperventilating.
"Dean!" Bobby screamed, "Calm down, this isn't helping Sam. What good are we gonna do if you drive off the road? The cave shouldn't be much further. We'll find Sam and we'll kill that evil bastard that has him. Now calm down and drive!"
Dean took several deep breaths, hoping to keep his heart from bursting out of his chest. "That son of a bitch! I felt bad for him!" Dean cried, "All it was doing was stalking Sam, waiting for the right moment. And I provided that moment for it!"
"You didn't know Dean. How could you know?" asked Bobby.
"I shouldn't have let him leave. I should have protected him Bobby," Dean stated.
"Dean..."
"What Bobby!? It's not my fault? The hell it isn't!!" Dean hissed.
"No Dean, look, the cave." Bobby said, pointing up the side of the hill.
Dean slammed on the brakes and jammed the Impala into park. He was out of the car instantly, rushing to the trunk and opening it. Bobby met him at the trunk and they proceeded to pull out their weapons. This was war, and the enemy was going down. All they needed to do was find it, and they find Sam. "Hang on Sam. We're coming," Dean whispered to himself.
"Bobby, what if this isn't the place? What if we're wrong?" Dean asked fearfully.
"It's the right place Dean," was Bobby's simple reply.
"But what if it isn't? If we're wrong Bobby, then Sam's dead."
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Well, one more chapter down. I hope it satisfied. As always, reviews make me happy! Take care all. More later.
Cindy.
