Life as we know it
Notes
I don't own the Winchesters or any supernatural charters. I do however own my laptop…
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CHAPTER 11
Family doesn't end in blood
Sam felt strange driving the Impala without Dean either complaining that he was driving like a grandma or getting some shut eye and snoring really loudly. It had been nearly two weeks since Dean was taken, two weeks since his Dad was possessed, Bobby had been tracking unusual weather activities to try and pinpoint groups of Demons. But to no avail, things were quite, too quite.
Sam also started to become a little too over protective of Marie, a trait that all Winchesters seem to have if they cared for someone. Marie however hated it; she needed girl time since she was surrounded by men 24/7 she wanted to be left alone to just be normal for a little while and forget that she should join DR Xaviers School.
Marie wanted to go shopping for women essentials and maybe scan the ice cream isle. She just needed an hour by herself.
'An hour won't hurt Sam, its only shopping'. Sam looked up from his laptop and frowned slightly.
'Marie It's not safe; I can go on a supply run for you'. Sam put on his worried kicked puppy dog look; Marie huffed and put her hands up in defeat.
'Fine well you can drive and sit outside in the car while I go in, I need some sort of privacy, I'm going out my head with having constant body guards around. Dean was bad…..
She stopped talking and looked at Sam who suddenly looked so fragile, he was still recovering from the vampire attack and he was beyond worried about John and Dean, she didn't want to add to his worries. She sighed, feeling like she acted like a selfish brat. Marie was worried too; she missed Dean and found herself getting tearful at nights.
'Ok Marie you have a Deal' he smiled slightly and closed his laptop and sluggishly walked to the front door. Once they were both in the impala Sam let out a long breath and started the engine. The roar was loud and the cassette that was last in played led zeppelin, Sam fumbled to turn it off, he didn't want to be reminded of Dean's absence more than he had too.
'So Marie how is you wrist, you taking all your pain medication? Clearly Sam was trying to distract himself from his thoughts.
She looked down at her cast on her right wrist and flinched a little at the memory of the snapping sound and the agony she felt.
'ummmm aye its fine, I get it off in three weeks, so not too long how are you feeling, injury wise?
'I'm good, feeling good. So I was thinking since we haven't had a decent meal in so long that we get something to cook. You know keep up our energy'.
'Sounds like a plan, you give me the list and I will go get it, remember you're staying in the car'.
Sam just concentrated at the road ahead staying silent.
Bobby sat at his desk drinking and calling other hunters, asking them for anything information they might have on demon activities and if they had seen John or Dean, he put a hunters APB out on them, hoping and praying that there was something that would help him get his boy back.
Also he was currently elbow deep in Nephilim lore and biblical texts, he refused to believe that Marie would get all powerful and consuming, he also was looking into how to suspend any powers she might have, to force her Nephilim side to stay permanently dormant. His brain hurt and he needed a break.
Dean blinked to adjust his eyes to the constant darkness, he heard iron doors slamming and chattering of voices muffled behind brick walls, then he heard classical music playing the noise became louder as the iron door opened and the music poured in. light invaded his eyes and he closed them feeling the sting, a female Demon walked up to his cage and smiled.
'I love this piece, claude Debussy, Claire de lune it has a calming effect don't you think?
Dean stayed silent and squinted his eyes at her still trying to adjust to the light, he could make out that she was middle aged around forty and attractive with long flowing black hair.
She came closer to the cage and looked Dean up and down 'you're going to need calming music after what I'm going to do to you' her voice now sinister. She entered the cage and pulled Dean up by his chains and bolted them to the top of the cage, he put up a fight as best he could in his beaten and weak state but she over powered him with little to no effort. He hung by his arms his feet barely touching the ground.
'do…don't you fu…fucking touch me..black eyed bi..bitch'.
She laughed at him and grabbed his face and forced a kiss on him, she bite on his bottom lip and drew blood, Dean hissed and pulled back. she then moved her hands down his chest ripping his blood soaked white t-shirt and dragged her nails down seductively making her way to his stomach then pulling at his belt on his jeans.
He tried to move away from her but he had no leverage to push back, he knew what was next. She whispered in his ear 'I'm going to treat you like the man whore you are' he closed his eyes tight silent tears falling down his face. He just prayed she would be quick.
Sam was staring at the entrance of the store Marie went into, his legs were moving and his hand was tapping un-patiently. He kept looking at his watch and she had only been gone for ten minutes. He flipped open his cell and texted her.
"Everything good? A minute later Marie replied
"Aye I'm just browsing, won't be long"
"Ok"
Marie slowly walked up and down the isles looking at some clothes and perfumes. She smiled when she spotted superman socks and batman ones. She immediately picked them up.
'Superman for Sam and batman for Dean'
She felt a horrid dropping feeling when she realised that Dean wasn't around, regardless she would get them for him she paid for the items then back tracked to the food isles. Marie stood in front of the bakery isle staring at pies. She started getting upset and she felt like she couldn't breathe. Panic attack stricken she bolted to the closest public bathroom she locked herself in and tried to steady her breathing. She felt Dean, as if he was whispering, he was in pain Marie could feel the pain and the panic. Her vision went blurred and she seen chains and blood so much blood. Then she started to calm herself, with shaky hands she called Sam.
'Sam!
"Hey what's up?
'Come get me please, I'm in the girls toilets'.
"Ok stay there I'm coming".
Sam ran up to the store and scanned the isles looking for the bathrooms; he walked straight into the girls toilets not caring.
'Marie hey you in here?
'Yes'
Marie opened the cubical door with tear shot eyes and Sam kneeled down at her with a worried look. He didn't say anything he just pulled her in for a hug and she relaxed into him feeling safe.
Sam broke the hug and looked at Marie with questioning eyes 'you ok? What happened?
'I saw a vision of Dean, hes in chains somewhere dark and hes in pain'.
Sam's eyes widened and he pulled her up by her feet. 'Let's get back to Bobby's'.
Once they were back at Bobby's Marie explained what she had seen and Bobby grabbed three glasses and filled them with gut rot whiskey.
'So what now you both having visions?
Sam swallowed his drink in one go and filled up his glass again.
'I guess so Bobby, but Marie has some sort of idea of what's happening with Dean'. His tone was panicked
'Balls!
'It's the Nephilim thing isn't it; I don't want it I want to be normal'.
Sam moved his hands over to Marie and squeezed her left hand gently. 'I know you do, I want to be normal too' his eyes looking sympathetic.
Bobby grabbed a map and spread it out on the kitchen table 'right from what I could tell from Marie's vision it could be a warehouse, there are a few in a twenty mile radios, we are on the clock here, god only knows what those bastards have done to him'.
Sam was studying the map carefully, 'hey isn't there a few abounded slaughter houses here'.
Bobby grabbed a red pen and circled all the locations that had warehouses and slaughter houses.
'Well kid it time to go get Dean back, we are goanna need to take as much salt and holy water possible, oh and a recording of an exorcism spell'.
Sam nodded and turned on his heel and headed out to load the impala, Bobby sat next to Marie; he poured her another glass of whiskey. 'The boys like you'. Marie smiled softly and fumbled with her glass. 'Sam's a great guy he's very supportive and Dean makes me laugh'.
Bobby sipped his drink. 'They are my boys, I never had kids of my own so to me they are mine and I will do anything in my power to protect them'.
'I know you would'.
'Yeah and so you know I would also do the same for you kiddo, I haven't known you long but you have grown on me. Need a little female touch around here and I heard you saved Deans life, to me that's says family'.
Three weeks now passed and Dean didn't know how long he was abused, beaten and nearly starved he lost all track of time. He sat in the corner of his cell getting a hose down the freezing cold water hurt his skin and broken bones; the small looking Demon with red hair finished the hose down, he laughed at Dean as he shivered in the corner and left leaving Dean freezing in the darkness. He stopped talking for days now, he just moaned in pain, the constant pain. He called out for his dad for days but he never seen him or heard a word. Then he cursed and threatened the Demons Dean style but again it never stopped the beatings. Then he got abused and humiliated by the female Demon who called herself Jade. She abused him for hours at a time, taking what she could get from him for her own filthy pleasure.
Once again the iron door opened slowly…..
Bobby came along on the hunt and Sam was thankful, numbers were important and it made Marie feel more at ease Bobby being there, they were on the road when Bobby's cell rang, the caller ID was withheld he frowned down at it for a moment then answered.
'Yeah'
"Hello is this MR Robert Singer?
'Speaking, who is this?
"This is DR Conway; we have you in call in case of emergency for a Dean Winchester"
Bobby's eyes widened and his voice was high in pitch when he spoke.
'Is he ok, where did…..
"Mr Singer its best if you come in as soon as you can"
'DAMMIT! Tell me if hes ok!
There was a long pause and then a sigh on the other end of the phone.
"I regret to inform you that the police found Mr Winchester on the side of the road this morning, he was found dead at the scene, I am truly sorry but can you please come in to identify the body".
Bobby's heart sank and he dropped the phone, Sam looked over at Bobby and turned white, he pulled the impala over and he just knew by Bobby's expression that Dean was dead. Marie looked at both Sam and Bobby and she knew also that it was bad really bad.
They all stood waiting for Dr Conway, Sam paced back and forth while Bobby held his head in his hands silently, Marie felt sick and she kept going to the toilet, she was on her knees dry heaving. She went over to the sink and splashed her face with water, she made her way out and Dr Conway was talking to Bobby and Sam.
'If you can follow me please'
Marie grabbed Sam's hand and followed the Dr to the morgue, as they entered Sam gripped tightly at Marie's hand. The Dr proceeded in opening the morgue draw and slowly pulled; she unzipped the body bag and revealed Deans beaten body. He was black and blue; he had opened wounds on his face head and torso. Marie gasped and covered her mouth with her hand ad sobbed, Sam cried and went to hold Deans body and Bobby shouted. 'DAMMIT! He kicked a tray nearby with the contents clattering to the floor.
'Wha…what..how did he die? What was his injuries? Sam whispered through tears.
The Dr looked sympathetic and she sighed. 'We haven't had a chance to do an autopsy but in my option he was beaten badly for a long period of time that hes body simply just gave up.
Marie felt a heat in her stomach, she rushed out and barley made it to the toilet, she sat and sobbed in the cubicle her hands felt strange, she felt heat in them particularly her right hand. She felt anger so much anger she lifted herself up and headed to the sink to splash her face, she looked in the mirror and her eyes looked different they seemed brighter than her dark brown eyes they looked almost hazel with a tinge of red around the iris. Her body started to vibrate with energy and she grabbed on to the sink. It started to crack and the mirror broke. She panicked and closed her eyes to calm herself. Slowly she started to feel normal.
Sam dragged himself towards the car. He was going through the motions of moving, he didn't look at Marie or Bobby he just walked as if he was set back to his factory settings. Bobby was full of rage and his face showed every ounce of it, Marie stayed quiet and focused; she was trying to push all emotion aside she was terrified that certain emotions triggered off her biblical mutation. '
We have to find my Dad' Sam said in a whisper, Bobby nodded. He was worried that John would be found dead also and how would Sam cope losing all his family. The kid wouldn't survive it.
There was a knock at Dr Conway's office. 'Come in'.
A skinny sinister man walked in, he smiled at the doctor.
'A Job very well done doctor'.
She smiled, 'thank you, do you think the shapeshifter fooled them'.
'Oh yes indeed, the Nephilim is turning, I seen her, see is a beautiful creature, I see her real face now'.
'So what's next? What do we do with Dean?
'Oh I have great plans for him too'.
'And Azazel?
'He wants Sam….
Notes
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