Here is a short chapter for you. Short but full of excitement. Hope you enjoy.
Cindy.
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Dean stood up from where he had been sitting vigil next to Sam's bed, concern clouding his green eyes. Sam was dreaming again, and from the looks of it, the dream was more a nightmare. Sam's body was bathed in sweat and he rocked his head from side to side, soft murmurs and cries escaping his slightly parted lips. Dean had been trying to wake his brother to no avail. The young man was in it deep and would only awaken when he was ready. Dean rested a comforting hand on Sam's shoulder and whispered softly that he was there, hoping the touch and his voice would carry through to his brother's subconscious.
Dean looked up and cocked his head when he heard a car pull up outside the house. He instinctively rushed around the room to make sure all salt lines and wards were in place before grabbing his shotgun. He listened as he heard Bobby open the door, the older man's gravely voice carrying up to Dean's alert ears. Dean then heard a woman's voice, soft and feminine and he took a step toward the open doorway. Suddenly, he heard Bobby's startled yell and soft laughter right before he heard a loud crash.
"Shit!" Dean snapped, his head turning so he could see Sam, who was still oblivious to everything but the dream he was enshrouded in.
Dean hesitated for only a moment before rushing from the room and down the hall leading to the staircase. He bounded down the stairs, stopping a few steps above the bottom when he spotted Bobby sprawled out on the floor, a petite young woman standing over him. Dean raised his shotgun and took aim at the woman.
"Hey!" he shouted out, flinching when white eyes turned his way.
With a flick of her finger, the shotgun was ripped from Dean's hands and the hunter jumped at the sudden turn of events.
"Dean Winchester…how ya been darlin'?" the woman queried sweetly as she stepped away from Bobby and toward the snarling hunter.
"Lilith…we were wondering when you'd show your skanky ass up here," Dean hissed as he backed up one step.
Lilith laughed heartily before waving her hand, sending Dean flying over the banister to land heavily on the floor beneath. She strolled to the struggling hunter and stood over him, hands on her hips.
"Still the comedian I see," she said smugly. "Now, where's that sweet little brother of yours? I sent Alastair to fetch him for me, but that one is an imbecile. I mean, I only required Sammy's head…you'd think he could handle that."
"Y-You ain't taking Sam you bitch! And don't call him Sammy," Dean growled as he pushed to his hands and knees.
"Oh…that's right. Only big brother can call him that. Now, Deanie…who's going to stop me from getting what I want? Uncle Bobby's out, you will be soon. I sure don't see your feathered friends lurking anywhere nearby. Sam's mine for the taking. Weak, pathetic little human that he is. I'll enjoy destroying him. He's upstairs…sleeping, right? Easy pickings."
Lilith turned toward the staircase, her eerie eyes moving upward. She smiled coldly as she cocked her head as if listening to some far off melody.
"Awwww…poor Sammy's having a nightmare. Reliving his more…intimate moments with Alastair. Delicious…" Lilith muttered as she closed her eyes, delighting in the emotions flowing over her from the room upstairs.
"Stay away from him. You'll be sorry if you don't…" Dean hissed.
Lilith turned to Dean and smiled wickedly. "Who's going to make me sorry Dean? You? You're nothing…meaningless. I won't waste my time on you. You or your friend," Lilith said, indicating Bobby with a jerk of her head.
"So…get it over with then. Kill me bitch!" Dean spat.
Lilith shook her head with amusement in her eyes. "Oh no Deanie…you and your friend will live. I can almost taste the delicious grief and angst when you lose your precious Sammy again. This time though…he won't be coming back."
Lilith chuckled as she moved to the stairs again. Dean lurched to his feet and sprang toward the demon, but his freedom was short lived. With one look, Dean was thrust away, his back and head violently crashing into the wall behind him. He dropped to the floor, his body resting in a boneless heap. Lilith smiled and started up the steps and toward the young man who still slept, unaware of the impending danger that crept his way.
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Sam moved fitfully under the covers, his eyes darting beneath closed lids. He cried out, soft whimpers of "No," murmured over and over. His body bucked and arched as the nightmare assailed him, worse than any other one before.
He hung, suspended by chains from the rock ceiling of the chamber, the hooks through his wrists coated in his blood. The crimson fluid trailed lazily down his arms and Sam shivered when a tongue moved over his skin, lapping up the warm fluid as it pooled on his shoulder. Hands moved over his naked body, rough and hungry. Sam held in a scream when Alastair bit into the flesh of his back, trembling when the demon ghosted his lips up his neck to then nip lightly on his sensitive ear.
"Time to play Sammy boy…" the hated voice whispered.
Sam couldn't contain the screams as he was viciously assaulted by the sneering demon. He tried to shut his eyes, but they seemed to be glued open. Suddenly, a woman appeared before him. She was small, fragile even with delicate fingers that reached up to brush over his cheek. She shook blonde curls from her face as she turned her white eyes on the demon behind Sam. Alastair immediately stopped his assault and stepped back from the tortured hunter.
Sam was left panting, the pain unbearable, but he never took his eyes off the woman before him.
"Lilith…" he whispered, his body trembling with pain and fatigue.
The demon smiled as she moved in and kissed Sam lightly on his lips.
"You're mine now Sam. You thought you were free from me, but you were wrong. I'm back and there's nobody to stop me from taking what is mine," Lilith said as she wrapped her delicate hands around Sam's throat and began to squeeze.
"No!!" Sam screamed as he bolted straight up in his bed, his hands moving shakily to his neck.
Sam peered fearfully around the room, expecting his brother to swoop in at any moment to comfort him. Sam nearly panicked when Dean didn't appear. Something was very wrong.
"D-Dean?" Sam whispered as he peered once more around the room.
Suddenly, Sam jerked back against the head of the bed, his eyes shooting frantically to the open doorway and out into the hall. "Lilith…" he said under his breath as he shrank further against the headboard.
Sam watched and waited, but nobody appeared. He knew Lilith was here. He could feel her presence and he wondered why she didn't show herself. Why she hadn't attacked. Suddenly, Sam was struck by a terrifying thought. Where was Dean? And Bobby? Sam began to shake as the panic spread over him. If Lilith was here then what had she done to his family? Tears sprang to his eyes as the thought of his brother and surrogate father being dead assaulted him.
"No…not Dean…not Bobby. Please…not them," he whispered as he pushed the covers from his legs.
Sam's bare feet touched silently down onto the cool wooden floor and the young hunter slowly stood, sending up a silent prayer of thanks to Castiel for helping him to regain his strength. Sam was clothed only in a tee shirt and thin sleep pants and he shivered slightly as he moved carefully across the room. He smiled softly when he saw the salt line before the door. He leaned his head through the open doorway and peered down the hall.
The house was silent and it unnerved Sam. If Lilith was here and if there had been a fight, why hadn't he heard it? Had he been so deep in his nightmare that he hadn't heard his brother and Bobby as they fought to keep the demon away from him? Sam shook the dark thoughts from his head. Dean and Bobby were alive. They had to be. If Lilith had hurt them, she would pay. Sam would make her suffer before he killed her. Lilith didn't know he still had his abilities, Sam was sure of that. She had no idea what was in store.
With his will renewed, Sam smiled as he stepped out into the hallway. It would end today. He would finally be free, completely.
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Uh oh...the bitch is there. Crap! More tomorrow.
Cindy.