Disclaimer- Don't own Supernatural :(

Warning! - swearing, implied torture… and a character death :'( I know allot of people won't like this. Please no hunting me down and killing me! (It's not Sam so chill!)

Author Note- so yeahh… one person that reviewed liked the switch but the majority didn't so compromise? Cause I kinda liked writing from Hannah's POV… So I'm going to stick to our boys but once or twice between here and the end, I'm gonna write in Hannah's POV. :) alrightt? Btw, sorry this took so long :) Busy and stuff…the usual excuses ;) Allrright :)

Author Note- haha so there is a "Zork" the game reference in here :) the person who finds it first gets a virtual cookie and the next chapter dedicated to them. If no one finds it, I take the cookie and dedicate the chapter to… my dog :) (oh, don't own Zork)

Chapter 11

Too be honest, Sam should have seen it coming. As he looked at Hannah, he ran his fingers though her hair. He wished he hadn't had to knock her out, but for his and Jason's safety…

Earlier…

Someone lunged out of the darkness at Sam. Jumping up, he swung Jason behind his back and faced his intruder.

"Hannah?" Sam whispered "Hannah it's me! Sam!"

But there was no flash of recognition as the ginger haired woman swung the knife at Sam.

"Oh Hannah. I'm so sorry."

*end flashback*

"Sam?" whispered a tiny voice. Sam looked to his other side to see Jason blinking sleepily up at him. "Shouldn't we keep moving?"

Sam smiled. "You're right kiddo." Sam whispered back "But I can't carry you and Hannah at the same time. "

"Oh. You don't have to carry me!" Jason called, standing up and wobbling in a way that made Sam tense, waiting for him to fall.

"Okay…"

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Dean refused to cry out. He glared at the T.V., which was showing Sam standing up and holding a little boys hand. Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dum had been punching him repeatedly for ten minutes. He ached all over. Abigale walked over.

"Come on Dean." She said with a sick smile. "Gimme something to work with! If you continue to be stubborn, then Brock and David will have to work harder." Dean glared up at her from his position being tied to the plastic chair.

"Suck it you stupid bit-" A fist connected to Deans face.

"Fine. You want to suffer?" She looked over at her men. "Begin phase 2 or Mr. Dean Winchester's persuasion."

"and what would that be?" Dean snarled.

Tweedle-dee removed a hot poker from the furnace and grinned.

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Sam lay Hannah down in the grass under a tree. How trees grew in an underground cavern, he had no clue. But then again, this whole thing was impossible. He was in a central room resembling a courtyard. A bioluminesent lake stirred on the far side of the cavern. Trees that seemed to glow adorned various parts of the room and it was like several environments mashed into one. Sand by the lake, grass by the trees, dirt elsewhere. "Jason, I want you to stay with Hannah." He handed the eight year old a knife. Sure it was a dumb thing to do, but they didn't have the luxury of morals at the moment. This was too perfect to be true. "I'm gonna go check it out. No one is to take you or Hannah."

Jason nodded.

Sam set off in search of an imperfection. But the weird thing was Sam couldn't find anything wrong with this beautiful place. He squatted next to the bioluminescent lake and dipped his hand in. It was cool and warm all at the same time. Sam licked his fingers and it tasted like… normal water. The trees all were very healthy looking. None of the shrubbery scooted closer when he was standing still. Sam glared at the grass. What the hell was wrong with this place that was giving him chills? A piercing scream cut across the air.

Ah. There something was.

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Dean couldn't take this pain much longer. The hot poker was pressed against his skin and it was excruciating. On pure instinct, he lunged out, knocking his chair back, catching Abigale and they both went tumbling down. Somehow, he tugged his right wrist free and wrenched his other limbs free. In a flash, he was up and grabbing Abigale before she could call for security.

"I don't know what the hell you want from me, but I certainly know what the hell I want from you." He growled into her ear. "Where is the way into where Sam is?" Abigale squeaked, and pointed at the door and whispered breathlessly,

"Take a right, it's the door labeled central."

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Malcolm had grabbed Jason by the time Sam got there.

"Ah... there's the man of the hour." I have surprise for you." And with that, he hurtled a knife directly at Sam.

It never reached its mark though.

*Hannah's POV

Hannah stirred. Her head was throbbing. The first thing she saw was Jason, being taken by that sadistic freak Malcolm. She tried to move, but she was too slow.

She wouldn't get there in time.

He was gonna kill Jason.

Shit.

Then, the voice from heaven.

Sam.

But she knew what was gonna happen.

Something stirred inside her, a painful flare that brought her fully back.

She leapt in front of Sam.

She took the knife.

Pain.

Sharp, pulsing pain.

Sam was kneeling over her. Hannah looked up at him, her angel.

"Good bye Sam. I love you…"

Darkness.

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So? I am under the impression some of you won't like Hannah's death. Sam needs love, I agree, and Malcolm needs to die. But Dean's on the way! Dude… I Kinda already miss Hannah…. Maybe I should bring her back for like a cameo in the epilogue or something…. Ooh I like that ;) Reviews are Love! 3