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Chapter 14 – Payback

"Lucie—I'm home!"

Sherry jumped as she heard the front door slam. It couldn't be…not yet. She didn't get to finish with her toy yet. Well, she'd make sure that whoever was downstairs would pay for interrupting her fun.

Dean groaned as the demon moved to get off him. "Don't go anywhere—I'll be right back" she gloated as she turned to investigate the noise from downstairs.

"Hey…don't hurry on my account…really, I'm comfy…just take your time!" Dean couldn't believe what he heard…what the hell did he think he was doing? There was only one person that would be stupid enough to pull a stunt like this…Sam.

Sam moved into the shadows next to the staircase and waited. He could hear the demon as she moved stealthily to the top of the staircase. He prayed that she would not turn on the lights. He decided to get her moving before she could change her mind. He moved a little further into the shadows and pulled out a penny from his pocket. He almost laughed as the old rhyme; find a penny pick it up ran through his mind. Well here's hoping for luck, sighed Sam as he threw the penny against the opposite wall.

Sherry heard something hit the wall in the dining room. Gotcha, she thought as she quickly moved down the stairs. "Come out, come out wher……argh!"

The demon felt herself falling down the stairs as her foot caught on the step. Sam was ready for her. As she hit the bottom, he quickly jumped on top of her trying to get the hand-cuffs on her before she realized what happened. He got one cuff on when she started to throw him off…his head hit the banister with a loud bang and he started to see stars.

"So, little Sammy wants to play" the demon taunted as she started towards him. Sam quickly brought his legs up and shoved her against the front door. Before she could react, he was back on top of her grabbing for the manacled wrist. Once again, she drove him back towards the stair case. Sam felt a sharp pain in his neck as he hit the stairs again. But this time, he managed to hold onto the open end of the cuffs. He quickly snapped the open end closed around the spindle on the stair case as the demon tried once again to knock him down.

"Ooooo…so you like it kinky big boy" Sherry shouted as she tried to break free from the cuff. Sam tried to slip past her, but she managed to get a shot off hitting him in the eye and snapping his already painful neck. Sam groaned, but refused to let her get the better of him. He moved the pain to the back of his mind and continued to move out of her reach.

Well, it wasn't exactly as Sam had planned, but he'd go with it. He quickly moved away from the demon and pulled out the holy water. He moved in and began dousing the possessed girl. As she screamed in pain, she lashed out at Sam. Sam was hindered slightly by the pain in his neck, but he managed to duck just in time. As he started to read from his father's journal, he heard a noise upstairs.

"Sammy….Sammy…damn it answer me…Sammy!"

Sam continued the exorcism ritual

The demon began to curse as she struggled to remain earthbound. "You think you have won…you haven't won. You're father is already dead and your brother is dying upstairs. You killed them…you killed them with your cowardice. You should have pulled the trigger….ahhhhhh"

Sam hesitated for just a moment as his stomach fell…what if? "Well then, I have nothing left to lose" he said calmly as he continued to chant.

A scream filled the air as a stream of black smoke left the girl. Sherry's body shuddered as the nurse returned to consciousness. "Oh my God, where am I? What happened?"

"Shhhh" replied Sam as he knelt beside the confused woman. He watched as her eyes grew wide when she recognized him and remembered what she had done. "Oh God, Oh God, what have I done?" she cried brokenly.

"It wasn't you…you could not help yourself" Sam said in his calming voice. "Look, just relax here for a minute, I'll be right back. Your safe—the nightmare is over."

Sam turned and walked up the stairs, almost afraid of what he would find. As he stood outside the doorway, his original vision played through his head…there was the girl and on the bed was…"Dean…Dean are you ok?"

"What took you so long bro'? I'm missing my therapy session and I gotta tell you, that therapist, she's smokin'…ah could you get me a blanket or something, it's a little cold in here."

Sam laughed as he walked into the room. He cut the terrified girl down from the wall and then moved over to cut his brother loose. He couldn't help but notice the blood dripping from his brother's chest. God, he'd almost been too late again.

Dean saw the guilt reflected in his brother's eyes and sighed. "Sammy…it wasn't your fault, you warned me and I didn't listen—well I listened, but heh—who can turn down a sponge bath with a hot nurse?"

Sam started to laugh as he helped his brother sit up on the edge of the bed. He removed his jacket and draped it over Dean's shoulders as he went into the bathroom in search of a towel. Sam returned shortly with a towel and began to hold it on Dean's chest. Dean winced at the pressure as Sam tried to stop the flow of blood.

"Looks like you sprung another leak there big brother…you know if you keep this up, I'm going to have to start stocking up on blood---of course, there's always the bone yard down the street—I hear dead man's blood is pretty cheap these days."

"Funnny college guy…so, did you by any chance remember to bring me my pants? It's a little drafty down south here"

Sammy burst out laughing as he pictured his big brother walking down the road to the car with nothing but his underwear on. "Ah Dude, I'm sorry, I kinda had to bring some other things on this trip…but heh I promise not to look, ok?"

As the brothers continued their easy banter for a few more moments, the door downstairs burst open for the second time that night.

Sam looked at Dean and groaned…not again they both said in unison. But they breathed a sigh of relief when they heard a familiar voice bark from below.

"Samuel…get down here this minute…you were supposed to wait for us….Samuel!"

Sam groaned, suddenly his injuries seemed minor compared to what he would have to endure when he got downstairs…"So Lucie…you still glad to be home?"

TBC