Hey everyone. Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I hope to update more frequently this week. I think the story will be wrapping up soon! I might even have it done by the end of this week! (tear) Enjoy!!!!

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Dean and John barreled thru the small Kansas city streets; Dean at the wheel, John riding shot gun, loading the weapons with the shells made by Missouri.

"Dean, I am just as anxious about getting there, but getting stopped by the cops with our records or getting into a accident, we'll never make it to Sammy." John felt the Impala slow to a more reasonable speed and he continued to get the guns ready.

"I can't wait to kill this Bastard, praying on little innocent kids…"Dean growled, shaking his head.

"Dean, we have to keep our heads clear. Letting our emotions run this thing will only get us all killed. This demon isn't something to take lightly. From what I've read, it's a nasty son of a bitch."

"I know Dad…it's just Sammy. I mean, I'd feel the same way when he's taken as an adult, but I at least know he can defend himself. Now…he's too small to fight…"

"I know…we'll make it."

The Winchester drove through the remainder of the night and into the morning, finally reaching their destination. Tonight would be the ceremony, so they would have to hurry.

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Sammy woke up and was startled to find where he was. His little mind had chalked it all up to a nightmare and he would wake up in a nice warm bed with his big brother's arm thrown protectively over him. But he wasn't, and Dean wasn't here either. There was no big comfy bed, just a large dark room filled with a lone child in dirty pajamas.

His little lip began to quiver when he realized he was all alone. He pulled his little legs close to his chest. His cellar door opened and Nathos slithered into the room and stood in front of Sammy.

"Now, my boy, there is no need to cry," he said softly.

"I want my brudder, now!" Sam yelled through his tears.

"He's not here, and he won't be here. You're mine now," Nathos smiled.

"No I not!" Sam screamed.

"You know screaming gives me a big headache-" Nathos started when Sam screamed again.

"I want DEAN!" the little lungs screamed and it echoed off the surrounding walls.

Nathos picked up Sammy and held his against the wall. The little boy squirmed and kicked, but could do nothing.

"Listen you little shit. You're never gonna see your family again, because tonight I'm gonna kill you. Besides, Dean is probably Dean; I killed him before we left! So shut up and sit like a good little boy," Nathos sneered in a mock nice tone.

"My brudder is nots dead you big meanie!" Sam cried out.

Nathos yelped in pain and dropped Sammy. The little whipper snapper bit me!

"I can not wait to kill you. Like father, like sons," Nathos said, slamming the door.

Sam was left alone again, guarded by two demons, and fell back asleep, praying Dean or his dad would be there soon.

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Dean and John drove through Angeling, taking in it's small town exterior. John made them stop for a quick lunch, much to Dean's dismay. He wanted to get to Sammy as quick as possible, but John knew they needed strength.

While in the small diner in town, john asked them where they could find the old Angel factory.

"It's roughly a half hour outside town, near the river. Be careful down there, strange things are known to happen there."

They thanked her with a generous trip and made their way to rescue their youngest family member.

I know it's shorter than usual, but it's a transition chapter. i'll have more soon!!!