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Broken Chapter 14 – Becky

Before Dean could stop him, Sam was already half way across the parking lot. He heard Sam call to the old man and watched as the man turned to Sam and smiled. But before he could react, he saw the old man and Sam were both thrown up against the wall of the bar.

"Crap!" Dean yelled as he ran towards his brother. He just hoped he wasn't too late.

Dean paused long enough to take aim with the shot gun and fire. He watched as the shapeless mist screamed and disappeared. He knew from past experience that it would only be a few moments before the angry spirit would return.

Sam stood on shaky legs as he reached to help the old man to his feet. But the old man wasn't moving. Sam knelt next to the old man feeling for a pulse. "Dean, oh my God, I think he's dead!" Sam called as he gently laid the man down on the pavement. Tears were welling in his eyes as he saw the mist beginning to form once more. "Dean hurry!"

Dean saw the mist as well and quickly pulled out the salt. He made a circle large enough to hold all of them. He watched as the mist hissed as it tried to breach the circle. "You can hiss all you want, but you can't come in here. Why don't you go back to your well and drown your sorry ass!"

Dean heard the soft sob next to him and knelt down next to Sam. He placed a hand on his brother's back as he saw the blood pooling under the old man's head. "Sam, he must have hit his head too hard. It wasn't your fault…you tried to help him."

"I know Dean…it's just I hate it when we can't save them." Sam looked down at the old man and sighed. "Well, at least he won't have to suffer through the rest of his cancer."

"That's good Sam, but I think we have bigger problems here. Aaron doesn't look like he wants to leave and we are stuck here in this circle." Dean continued to hold the shot gun, one end balanced on his cast as he got ready to shoot off another round.

"Dean hold up. What is that over there?" Sam watched as another gray mist had formed slightly behind the first.

"Just great…now we have two ghosts to deal with…can this get any more screwed up!" Dean asked as he shook his head. "Well this was your plan Sam, any ideas?"

Sam watched the second ghost. It appeared to be hovering as if it wasn't sure what to do. "I don't think the other one will hurt us Dean. Look, you take your shot and head for the car. I'll follow and guard your back. Then we head for the well."

"That's your plan? Ah…Sammy, maybe we better work on your strategic planning skills…'cause I gotta tell you this one really sucks."

"I'm listening…if you have a better plan, let's hear it!" Sam watched as the first ghost continued testing the circle, looking for a way to get to the two brothers. "But unless you plan to grow old in this circle…I suggest you come up with something quick."

"Fine, but you run for the car and get it started and I'll follow guarding your back. I can't move quickly with this damn cast on my arm Sam…besides, you were the one given the freaky long legs. You take the first shot and I'll follow…ready on three!" Dean watched as Sam emptied his gun into the spirit and took off towards the car. Dean followed, glancing back as he went. Sure enough the ghost reappeared and started to head towards Sam. Dean took aim and shot off another round. He smiled as he heard the car start and reverse towards him. The passenger door popping opening as it stopped beside Dean.

"Get in Dean!" Sam yelled as he held the shot gun to cover Dean's entrance into the car.

Suddenly Sam felt a chill run down his spine as he saw the other mist enter through the windshield in front of him. He turned to unload the gun, but his fingers wouldn't work. "Dean!" Sam said as he felt a sharp pain and then nothing.

Dean had seen the mist attack Sam, but he couldn't stop it. "Damn it…let my brother go you bastard!"

Sam's eyes looked over at him and blinked. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt your brother…but I have to stop this…it's all my fault." Dean watched as Sam opened the door and walked to the rear of the car. Dean jumped out and went to grab his brother. He stopped when he saw the other ghost hovering a few feet in front of Sam.

"I have a son…I never knew. Aaron, you have to follow me son. If you want me, you need to follow me back to your home." Sam's voice wavered as his body shook. Dean watched in horror as the other mist collided with Sam and disappeared. Sam screamed and fell to the ground, holding his head.

Dean jumped towards Sam. "Damn it Sammy, what the hell are you doing?" Dean didn't like the paleness of Sam's skin or the sheen of sweat on his brother's face.

"Dean?" Sam groaned as he tried to stand. He could feel both father and son at war inside his mind…the pain was getting almost unbearable as he blinked.

"Sam…how?" Dean watched as Sam swallowed.

"No time, get me to the car Dean…we have to get to the well. Jake isn't very strong, but I think…I think…he and I can hold Aaron until you can get us to Nick…hurry Dean!" Sam stumbled towards the passenger door.

Dean helped Sam into the car and moved quickly to the other side. "I can't believe this!" Dean said as he took a look at Sam. His brother was hunched in the seat, his head in his hands as he groaned. Dean gunned the motor and headed for the well.

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Nick was working on getting the salt on the bones in the bottom of the well. He couldn't help but feel disgusted at the carnage. Aaron had been a busy boy. "Ok John, just give me another minute to get the lighter fluid on all of this…then you can pull me up!"

"Make it quick Nick!" John called down.

Nick spread the lighter fluid, making sure that all the bones and the surrounding earth were covered. As he started to turn to leave for the rope, he felt a slight chill. Closing his eyes he concentrated before opening his eyes again. He saw the spirit of a lovely young woman floating by the rope. "Ah…hi! I'm betting you're Becky" Nick said calmly.

"Yes, you need to get out of here quickly…my son is coming!" Becky called urgently as she floated up towards the top of the well.

"John pull me up quick…Aaron is on his way, we have to get ready!" Nick jumped and started climbing as John pulled. The whole time, he could see Becky floating just behind John.

"Ah John, I don't want to alarm you…but we aren't alone anymore." Nick said as he finished climbing out of the hole. He watched as John dropped the rope and grabbed for the shot gun hanging from his shoulder.

Nick placed a hand on the barrel and turned to talk to the spirit who was watching them. "Becky, why are you here?"

"Jake is bringing Aaron…my poor son. If I had only been stronger…I would have told him the truth. But I couldn't lose him too." Becky's eyes filled with tears.

Nick turned to John. "We need to purify the well now John. I'll start the salt circle while you do that."

John shook his head as he continued to listen to the one-sided conversation that Nick was having. He couldn't see anything but a gray mist…if he hadn't seen stranger things; he would have thought the boy was insane. "Got it!" He said as he struck a match and dropped it into the well. The flames rose as the bones caught fire. It wasn't long before the well was an inferno of flames.

Nick completed the salt circle, making it large enough to hold all four men if needed. He had a feeling that Sam and Dean would be here any moment. He paused inside the circle and listened as Becky continued to tell her story.

"My father forbid me to marry Jake, even after he found out I was carrying Jake's child. He sent my brothers to deal with Jake while he made arrangements for me to have my baby. He wanted me to place the child up for adoption…but I couldn't do it. He agreed to allow me to keep Aaron as long as I agreed to never tell Jake or have anything else to do with him. When Aaron asked about his father…I couldn't tell him that I was too weak to stand up to my father…so I told him that his father had left us."

"I'm sorry Becky; it must have been really hard for you all these years to keep that secret." Nick watched as John joined him in the circle.

"This was all my fault. Aaron went crazy when my father told him that he was a bastard and as such would never be a part of his family. As he searched for his father, we found out that he was killing men that he thought were his father. My father couldn't have the stain on the family name, so it was hushed up. He sent Aaron to an institution and wouldn't let me see him. But once my father died, I sent for Aaron…I missed him. But that was a mistake. My Aaron wasn't my little boy anymore…he had become a bitter man filled with a need for revenge. I followed him one night and saw him kill a young man…I rushed to stop him, but I couldn't. Aaron was so angry he scared me. So, I went back to the house and waited. I had my father's gun…when Aaron came home, he attacked me and I…I…shot him. I killed my own son!"

Nick could feel the anguish from the young woman. "You didn't have a choice Becky…he would have killed you. Where did you bury him Becky?"

John's ears perked up as he heard Nick mention Aaron's body. "Nick what's going on?"

Nick held up his hand and continued to listen to Becky. "I took his body to the small lake on my father's property. It was hard, but I managed to get him into the small boat and then I sent him to the bottom of the lake. I didn't know what else to do…no one knew that Aaron was back and I couldn't lose everything…of course, I had already lost everything…I just didn't understand."

"Don't worry Becky, I'm going to help you and your son move on…you've suffered enough Becky, it's time for you to rest." Nick turned to John and told him what he had learned.

"So much for burning the bones, do you think you'll be able to banish the spirit of Aaron?" John asked as he checked to make sure that the guns he had brought with were all loaded.

"Yes, if I can't convince him to go, then I can banish him. Especially now that he won't have anyplace to go…but maybe with Becky's help we can convince him to move on." Nick smiled up at Becky. A moment later he and John both turned as they heard a familiar rumble coming down the road.

"It won't be long now." Nick looked at Becky who nodded her head. "Aaron is with the boys."

TBC

Raven524: Ok, so the site is really messing up again. I couldn't log in almost all of yesterday...Thanks to Phx for hinting that notepad would work with reformatting (such a pain...but I love you guys)…so here's hoping we can get this chapter posted. Thanks again for all the wonderful reviews! Keep them coming…