Author's Note: Hello my dears! Well, this is it! There's only one chapter left, gah! Thank you so much for sticking with this story. Also, I put up a poll on my profile concerning a possible sequel (I'm already halfway done, but I want to make sure ya'll want it too). So, this chapter is on the shorter side, but plenty enough happens in it...hope that makes sense. Anyways, hope ya'll like it! And don't forget to read/review, etc. Ta-ta for now! ^_^

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to the show Supernatural, just the story I came up with and the OCs.

Chapter 14

They were all pinned tight to the wall and Toni was still knocked out. From her angle, Nicole could see Toni's chest rise and fall. 'She's alive' Nicole thought happily. She struggled but stopped at the look the demon sent her.

"It's you, isn't it?" Sam spoke up first. "We've been looking for you for a long time."

"Well, you found me." Yellow eyes said, spreading his arms wide. He glanced at Nicole, "I've been trying to find ya'll too," he winked.

"Fuck off." Nicole spat.

Yellow eyes glared and raised an arm, slashing the air. Nicole let out a cry of pain as her head flicked to the side. Lifting her head, a large bruise pulsed on her cheek. Her brown eyes darkened as she stared at the demon.

"Watch your tongue Nicole…I might rip it out next time," he stated.

"Didn't they spray you with holy water?" She asked.

John laughed. "You think something like that works on something like me?"

"I'm gonna kill you!" Nicole yelled.

"Get in line." Sam growled.

"Oh ho ho, that'd be a neat trick." John grinned. "In fact," he puts the gun down on a table, "here. Make the gun float to you there, psychic boy." Sam looks at the gun, but nothing happens. "Well, this is fun…"

"Not from where I'm pinned…" Nicole grumbled.

John brought an index finger to lips in a 'sh' motion then walks over to the window beside Dean. "I could've killed you a hundred times today, but this," he sighs, "this is definitely worth the wait."

Dean struggled only to remain pinned. Sam was glaring in his direction while Nicole thought of a thousand ways to kill him. This was the demon that they were both were after. He killed their mom and he's the reason why Nicole had to exorcise her father not to mention he hurt her sister.

John looks over at Sam and Dean. "Your Dad, he's in here with me. Trapped inside his own meat suit…he says 'hi' by the way." John snickered, looking at Dean. "He's gonna tear you apart. He's gonna taste the iron in your blood."

"Let him go or I swear to God-"

"What?! What are you and God gonna do huh?!" He exclaimed. "You see, as far as I'm concerned, this is justice." He comes over to Dean. "You know that little exorcism of yours? That was my daughter." He looked at Sam. "The one in the alley? That was my boy." Then finally, he looked at Nicole. "The one with your daddy? That was my brother."

"You've got to be kidding me." Dean guffawed.

"What? Ya'll are the only ones that can have a family? You destroyed my line! How would you feel if I killed your family?" He smiles at Dean then at Nicole. "Oh, that's right. I forgot. I did. But two wrongs don't make a right."

"You son of a bitch!" Dean and Nicole said together.

"I wanna know why! Why'd you do it?" Sam asked.

John turns to Sam. "You mean why did I kill your mommies and pretty little Jess?" He asked.

Nicole's head snapped at his words. "Mommies?" She asked softly, more to herself.

A surprised look came over John's face. "Oops! I let something slip...naughty me,"

Nicole was breathing heavily now. "You killed…you killed my mother?"

"Yeah." John shrugged like it was nothing. Nicole felt like the wind was knocked out of her. She could feel all their gazes on her as her own eyes began to water.

"Why?" She asked next.

John ignored her and focused on Dean. "Did you know Sam was going to ask her to marry him? Been shopping for rings and everything." He glanced at Sam and Nicole. "But since ya'll want to know why…it's because they got in the way."

"In the way of what?" Sam asked, his sight set on Yellow Eyes. Dean however had his on Nicole who had tears running down her cheeks.

"My plans for you, Sammy. For Toni…and all the children like you." He replied, glancing over at Toni's unconscious form.

"Listen, you mind just getting this over with, huh? Cause I really can't stand the monologuing." Dean spat.

John goes to stand in front of him. "Funny, but that's all part of your M.O., isn't it? Masks all that nasty pain, masks the truth."

"Oh, yeah? What's that?" Dean mocked.

"You know…you fight and you fight for this family, but the truth is, they don't need you. Not like you need them. Sam, he's clearly John's favorite. Even when they fight, it's more concern than he's ever shown you."

"I bet you're real proud of your kids, too, huh? Oh wait, I forgot. I wasted 'em." Dean smirked. John looks at Dean as he steps back and puts his head down. When he looks back up, Dean suddenly yells in pain.

"No!" Sam and Nicole screams. Dean starts to bleed heavily from his chest. Sam struggles against the force pinning him while Nicole continues to scream at the demon to stop.

"Dad! Don't you let it kill me!" Dean pleads. John looks at him again and smiles as Dean cries out louder. Blood is running out of Dean's mouth, gurgling in his throat. "Dad, please…" Dean gasps. More tears flow from Nicole's eyes as Dean passes out.

"Dean!" Sam yells, still trying to break free.

John whispers. "Stop…stop it!" They all fall to the floor. Sam dives and grabs the gun off the table as Nicole crawls to Dean's side.

"Dean!" She whispers, shaking his shoulders. "Oh God, you've lost a lot of blood…"

"Where's my dad?" He coughs.

Nicole looks over at Sam who was aiming the gun at John. "You kill me, you kill daddy."

"I know." Sam fires the gun, shooting John in the leg. He kneels over, falling down flat. Sam gets up and goes over to check on John. He is lying motionless on the floor.

Sam takes a step forward, "Dad…?"

John suddenly looks up. "Sammy! It's still alive. It's inside me, I can feel it. You shoot me. You shoot me now! You shoot me in the heart, son!" Sam aims the gun at John. "Do it now!"

"Sam, don't you do it. Don't you do it." Dean calls.

"You've gotta hurry! I can't hold onto it much longer! You shoot me, son! Shoot me! Son, I'm begging you! We can end this here and now! Sammy!" John pleas.

"Sam, no!" Dean cries, falling against a still Nicole.

"You do this! Please Sammy! Argh!" The demon leaves John in a black cloud from his mouth, disappearing through the floors. A few moments later, his body begins to stir. John eyes, no longer yellow, stare at Sam accusingly. But Sam ignores it as he rushes to Dean's side.

"He's drifting Sam, we've got to get to a hospital." Nicole states, tearing up again.

Sam looked to his dad, who was sitting up. "Dad, help Nicole get Dean to the Impala!" He said, now standing. "Nicole, is the Camaro unlocked?" Nicole nodded as Sam ran to the bedroom to scoop up Toni and ran outside.

John went to Nicole's other side and on the count of three, they picked him up and followed Sam who had Toni laying in the front seat. He tossed Nicole her keys and he helped put Dean in the back of the Impala. Once Dean was secure and John strapped himself up front, he faced Nicole for a brief moment.

"Just follow me ok? The hospital is few miles away." He said, climbing into the car.

Nicole nodded, "we'll be right behind you," she stated, already heading to her vehicle and bringing it to life.

Sam is driving well past the speed limit with Nicole on his bumper. John gasps in pain and Dean is slumped in the back seat, struggling to remain conscious. Behind them, Nicole is clenching the steering wheel, stealing glances at Toni. Her pulse and breathing were stable and upon closer inspection, she could see a large bruise the size of a handprint at her throat.

"It'll be ok Toni…I promise, you'll be ok…" Nicole sniffed, crying again. She had cried more times within the last hour than she did in years. The last time she truly cried was at her mother's funeral and now she was a wreck.

Looking ahead, she could see Sam talking with their father who was up front. He'd occasional look in the rearview either at Dean or at her. Another 'H' sign with the Caduceus symbol flashed ahead, telling them that they were 1 ½ miles away.

Nicole visibly relaxed. "It's ok Stoney, we're almost ther-"

Suddenly, an eighteen wheeler slams hard into the passenger side of the Impala at full speed, driving it sideways in front of it. Nicole swore and slammed on her brakes, skidding to side. The front end of her Camaro smacked against the back of the truck causing her car to flip and land upright in a nearby ditch.

The bumper of the Camaro lay a few feet from the vehicle and the headlights were smashed. Gray smoke billowed from the bent hood as it idled in the ditch. The black phoenix that once decorated the hood was now unrecognizable due to the damage and paint scuffs.

Nicole was knocked out for a moment, lucky that her airbag deployed, preventing a concussion. She came to, blinking slowly as she took in her surroundings. Nicole checked her limbs, thankful nothing was broken, and attempted to open her door. The driver's side door whined in protest as she attempted to pry it open.

Looking beside her, Nicole noticed an empty seat. Her breathing increased as did her heart at the absence of her sister. "Toni? Toni!" She called. Nicole ripped off her seatbelt and tried to exit the car. She cried out in pain. Nicole's legs were pinned, locking her in.

With a rush of adrenaline, she pushed hard against the dash that kept her captive. And with one final cry, she jerked herself out of the Camaro onto the hard pavement. Her body squealed in protest, but at least she was out. Nicole avoided glass and other broken debris as she inched away from the car.

"Toni!" She called into the night. Her breath came out misty, not noticing the chill in the air. Nicole scanned the area and a few yards away, she spotted the Impala that was in worse shape than the Camaro. "No…" she whispered.

The sound of a door opening made Nicole cease movement. An older white male climbed out of the truck and walked calmly to the Impala. Nicole watched in silence as the man grabbed the handle and ripped the door from its hinges.

"It can't be…" she whispered. A beat later, the man reared backwards as a black cloud of smoke erupted from his mouth before he fell backwards onto the grass. "More demons, great…" she huffed. At the sound of a sigh, she looked up to see Sam collapse out of the Impala. "Sam!"

He looked to the sound. Catching sight of Nicole, he stood and limped towards her. "Nicole, you're alive!"

"Yeah, but my legs aren't," she whined. Sam slowly picked her up, earning a hiss from Nicole. She clung to him, "are they-" she began, not wanting to finish her sentence.

Sam looked away, "I don't know…" he stopped, looking at the Camaro then to Nicole. "Where's Toni?"

Something flashed in her eyes, "Toni! I don't know! Help me Sam, please!"

Sam's heart sank deeper. First his family and now Toni. 'No, they will be fine' he said to himself. 'They have to.' He half carried Nicole as he limped towards the Camaro, calling out her name. Looking closer at the vehicle, Sam saw that the windshield was smashed outward.

Sam gulped as he turned his head, following the path of projectory. A good twenty-feet away near the back of the truck, lay Toni. Nicole followed his line of sight and gasped. She took off running only to collapse onto the road. Sam blinked and picked her up, moving as quickly as he could.

They fell to the ground beside her as Nicole began sobbing. Glass was trapped in her dark hair and her face was littered in scratches. Her clothes were torn and ugly dark bruises shown underneath them. Despite the horror that befell her body, looking at her face, Toni looked peaceful as if she was sleeping.

"Oh Toni…" Nicole cried, falling onto her body. "No Toni, no. Oh please no…" she moaned, her own body shaking. "No!" Nicole screamed into the night, her voice echoing around them.