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Chapter 13: Randy

"Arianna!" Dean yells, looking around for her. Sam goes and checks the bathroom and comes out, shaking his head.

"Damnit! Where is she?" Dean cries, frustrated. They hear footsteps coming towards the door and turn around. Randy steps in front of the door, and looks at Dean and Sam, shock on his face.

"Sam? Dean? What are you guys doing here?" He asks, a huge smile spreading across his face.

"Looking for Ari. Do you know where she is?" Dean asks.

"She's in the trainers room getting looked over." Randy replies. "Did you guys see what happened?" They both nod.

"We were in the crowd... Is Ari okay?" Dean asks. Randy nods.

"Yeah, it all was planned. The trainers are just making sure she didn't get a concussion or anything. I guess she was telling them about something that happened during the beat down." He replies, looking down at the broken salt-line. "What's that for?"

"Protection." Dean replies, noticing it was broken. He heads over to fix it.

"From what? Is something after Ari?" Randy asks, worry in his voice. Dean looks at Sam, silently asking him if they should tell him. Sam nods.

"Yeah." Dean replies.

"What's after her?"

"Demons... and Angels." Sam replies.

"What? Angels?" Randy asks, his head turning towards Sam. Sam nods. Dean bends down to fix the salt-line. Suddenly, he gets flung across the room, cracking his head on the wall. He collapses into a heap onto the floor.

"Dean!" Sam yells, running to his brother. He's about to turn Dean over when Randy speaks.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Sam." Sam looks at him, confused.

"And just why the hell not?" He yells. Randy smirks, sidestepping the salt-line, and heading into the room, shutting the door behind him.

"Because," Randy's eyes flash black. "He's much quieter when he's unconscious."

"You?" Sam asks, in shock.

"Me." Randy said, lifting Sam up and pinning him to the wall on the other side of the room, with the flick of his wrist. Randy walks toward Dean's unconscious form.

"Stay the hell away from him!" Sam yells, struggling against the demon's power. Randy bends down, hovering over Dean. If there was any time Sam wished he still had his powers, it'd be right now.

"You put up a better fight last time." The demon says to Dean.

"Who are you?" Sam yells, trying to get the demon away from Dean. Randy stands up, turning towards Sam.

"You know me, Sam. We've had so much fun together over the years." The demons says. Sam's eyes narrow as he realizes who it is.

"Meg." Randy smirks.

"In the new flesh." Meg laughs. "I wanted to use a woman, but I just couldn't resist this man... And the face that he's best friends with the woman we need, is just perfect." Meg laughs, once again. Sam turns away, glancing at the towel covering the Devil's trap. If he could get her onto it, he could trap her and exorcise her.

"Did you really think that we wouldn't know that Arianna would be here?" She asks.

"You'll never get her." Sam replies. Meg laughs, walking closer to him. "That's it, come closer." Sam thought. Meg, being mere inches from the Devil's trap.

"Oh, I think we will, Samuel. And when we do, we'll win the war... And it will be all thanks to you." Meg says, walking closer to Sam. Sam watches as she walks to the side of the towel, missing the trap. He drops his head down, as she comes closer to him.

"Sam Winchester... Lucky for you, I can't hurt you." She turns back towards Dean. "But, hurting your brother? That's encouraged."

"Leave him alone!" Sam yells. Meg turns back to Sam.

"Why? Why should I?" Sam growls. "You could always make it worth my while, Sammy." Sam scoffs.

"By what? Saying Yes?" Meg nods. "Never."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Meg clicks. She's about to say something, when the locker-room door opens, and Arianna walks in... An icepack on her head, and her left arm cradling her ribs. She gasps at the sight before her.

"Randy? Sam?" She sees Dean motionless next to the wall. "Dean!" She yells, running over to him.

"Ari, stay back." Meg says. Her eyes flying up to her.

"What? Why?" She asks, confused. She glances at Sam, seeing him pinned to the wall, and instantly she knew. Sam glances at the towel, his eyes pleading with her to get Randy on it. She nods quickly, a confused look creeping onto her face.

"They attacked me for no reason!" Meg cries.

"What?" She asks, flabbergasted. She gets up from beside Dean, and walks over to Randy. "Why did you attack my best friend, Sam?" She asks.

"He's possessed!" Sam yells, Arianna scoffs.

"No." She shakes her head. "There's no way." She defends. "I'd know if my best friend was a demon.. And how could a demon get in here anyways? You guys had a salt-line protecting the locker-room!" Randy nods, an evil grin spreading across his face "Let's go Randy. If Sam lied about you being possessed, I'm sure that the "danger" I'm in, isn't true either.".

"Arianna! Listen to me! I'm telling the truth." Sam pleads.

"Goodbye Sam." Arianna says, turning to Randy. "Let's go."

Arianna grabs Randy's arm, pulling him directly onto the towel. She steps off, Randy tries to follow, but can't move. A smirk appearing on Arianna's face, as Sam falls off the wall.

"What?" Meg yells.

"Gotcha." A rough voice from behind them says. They turn, seeing Dean standing with his trademark grin on his face, before he collapsed back onto the floor.

"Dean!" Both Sam and Arianna yell. They look at eachother.

"You get him, I'll get rid of the demon." Arianna nods, glancing worriedly at Randy before running to Dean.

"Go ahead Sammy, send me back. Just warning you now, I'll be back." Meg taunts.

"Yeah? Well, we'll be waiting." Sam replied, and began reciting an exorcism.

Hopefully everyone had a great Thanksgiving!