Chapter 25

I made certain that I stayed outside of the room. I didn't want the Spawn's child, who I had known to be Meg to be aware of my presence. It might push her into killing Dean and I wanted to know what her plan was. I knew from my sources in Hell that she was no longer on her father's side. She wanted to revenge against the Winchester brothers and didn't care about the whole thing of World domination. Rube had no idea how right he had been about Sam being in serious trouble.

I followed them from a distance as Dean retraced Sam's steps. They finally ended up at Wendell's house. Meg had used Sam to murder him. I could sense Dean's fear and I also could sense that Meg was toying with Dean's emotions. Dean smashed the surveillance equipment and the recording of the murder. I waited until they were gone to enter the house. I stood in the center of the room and everywhere I could detect a trace of Sam I erased it. I then sent a burst of energy through the wiring and the computer system in the house. There would be no way for anyone to find out what was done. I knew hunters. They wouldn't stop to think that Sam had been possessed. They would simply kill him.

I walked out of the room and headed back to the motel. I noticed that the car was gone. I frowned. Then I heard the phone ringing.

"Yes?" I answered.

"He's gone," Dean said.

"I see," I said.

"No," Dean sounded nervous. "He knocked me unconscious when I wouldn't kill him."
I closed my eyes. That was her plan. She was trying to get Dean to kill his brother. Well, I had to hand it to her for she was certainly making a good attempt at derailing her father's plans.

"Are you sure that he's okay?" I asked.

"It's like he's not himself," Dean said.

"What do your instincts tell you?" I asked.

"I should get some holy water and track his phone," Dean announced.

"That sounds like a plan," I agreed.

"Kelsey," Dean breathed.

"What?" I frowned.

"Sam, he uh," Dean couldn't finish the sentence.

"It wasn't him," I said. "Sam wouldn't do anything that this thing made him do."

"Is he possessed?" he asked.

"I don't know," I lied. "You are the one with him. What do you think?"

"I think I need to be sure," Dean said.

"Holy water and track his phone," I said.

"Yep," Dean agreed. "I got his location. I'm headed there now."

"Good," I said.

"Are you going to meet me?" Dean asked.

"I think I'll meet you later," I said.

"Okay," Dean sounded concerned. But he didn't press me any further. We ended the conversation.

I headed to Bobby's. If Dean didn't succeed in getting the demon out of Sam and I doubted that he would, there was one place she would head. Bobby had been instrumental in exorcising her in the first place. Wendell was just the warm up and Bobby wouldn't suspect Sam of not being himself. I knocked on the door and waited for Bobby to open it.

"Kelsey?" Bobby frowned.

"Hi Bobby," I smiled.

"Why the hell are you knocking?" he asked.

I couldn't help it. My smile widened into a grin at his choice of words.

"Something funny, darling?" he stood aside so that I could enter.

"Hmm," I murmured. "Word choice, Bobby."

"I see," he shook his head. "You're going to have to explain that one to me."

"I don't have much time," I said.

"Okay," Bobby raised an eyebrow.

"You still have that holy water laced beer?" I quickly got to the point.

"Kelsey?" Bobby appeared puzzled.

"You're going to need it," I told him.

"Why would I need it?" he asked.

"Sam's possessed and he's headed here," I said.

Bobby flinched at the news. "Sam's possessed?"

"Yes," I nodded. "Dean should be getting confirmation if he's not dead yet."

"Kelsey, you're worrying me," Bobby's frown deepened.

"We have to act fast," I said.

"So you're going to be here?" Bobby enquired.

"No," I shook my head. "If I'm here, it'll know and then we'll never get it out of Sam."

"We'll work together," Bobby said.
"No," I insisted. "This is something that you have to do on your own."

"Kelsey?" Bobby grabbed my hand.

"I can't stay, Bobby," I told him. "I'll come back when it's over."

"You're trusting us to do this," Bobby nodded.

"Who else can do it?" I demanded.

"True," Bobby agreed.

"I'll come back when it's done," I repeated.

"Fine," Bobby nodded. "Um, should I spike it extra. I mean…"

I understood what he meant. "No, this isn't like the one that possessed John. This is susceptible to holy water," I assured him.

"Well," Bobby rubbed his chin, "That's good to know."

I walked out the door and stayed in one of the broken cars to wait.

The wait seemed to take forever in my view and I was uncharacteristically nervous. I couldn't explain to Bobby that I didn't want to be in the same room as Meg. She was not on board with any of the plans and she was angry enough to tell them what was truly afoot. I couldn't afford for any of them to know the truth. She would be cautious in revealing her father's plan. I doubted that she wanted to tangle with him, but her jaunt could be used to push Sam further along and that disturbed me greatly. Yet, I had my orders and indeed I had been permitted to heal that child as a consolation of sorts it would seem.

I saw when the car approached and I kept myself carefully hidden from view. I watched as Meg wore Sam with ease. The phone wires were cut which gave me a measure of hope that Dean wasn't completely incapacitated. I watched while Bobby admitted Sam into the house and then after a few minutes Bobby opened the door and looked outside. I emerged from the car and walked towards him.

"I didn't think you were far away," Bobby grinned.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Nothing," Bobby shrugged. "I'm an old con man remember? Nothing much gets by me."

"I see," I chuckled. "So all tied up then?"

"In the middle of a Devil's trap. That should keep the damn thing stable until Dean shows up," Bobby said.

I nodded in agreement and then heard a car in the distance. I saw Dean drive slowly into the yard. He turned off the engine and got out of the car.

"Bobby!" Dean called to him. He frowned at me.
"It's okay," Bobby greeted him. "Kelsey gave me the heads up."

"Yeah," Dean walked up to us.

I stared at him for a moment. "What happened?"

"Whatever's possessing him, tried to get me to kill him," Dean muttered.

"Well," I shrugged. "It was bound to happen."

Dean narrowed his gaze at me.

"Look," I said, "We know that demons are bent on mischief."

"But to get Dean to kill Sam," Bobby argued.

"Do you understand demons?" I asked.

"No," they both said.

"Exactly," I looked toward the house. "So, you ready to exorcise that thing out of your brother?"

"You coming inside?" Bobby asked.

"Nope," I smiled. "The last time I was present at an exorcism it wasn't pleasant."

"What did they try to do? Exorcise you?" Bobby grinned.
"How did you know?" I mocked.
Dean stared at the two of us, "Glad that you're finding this so amusing."

"You're not going to get through this," I said.

"I will," Dean countered.

"Fine," I nodded.

They went inside the house and I remained outside.

I heard screams and Latin incantations and then Bobby's shouts. I got inside just as the demon left Sam. Sam stared at Dean in shock and asked, "What happened?"

Dean's response was to punch Sam in the face. I didn't object at that point.

Bobby glared at me. "The damn thing locked herself into Sam!" he shouted.

"Why are you shouting at me? I didn't know that," I said defensively.

"I know," Bobby argued, "It's just there's no one else to shout at!"

I turned my head sideways as Sam rubbed his jaw where Dean had struck him.

Dean groaned, "I think that bitch hurt my wound."

I stared at Dean, "What wound?"

"From when I was shot," Dean grunted.

I frowned, "When did that happen?"

"Well, Sam is the one who shot me," Dean grimaced.

Sam looked horrified.

"That's the second time Sammy," Dean muttered. "Keep it up and I'll think you really want to kill me."

"There was a first time?" I squeaked.

"Yeah," Sam said. "But that was with rock salt."

"And the handgun," Dean interjected.

"The gun was empty," Sam countered.

"You still pulled the trigger," Dean said.

Sam opened his mouth to argue further.

"Enough!" Bobby roared. "Damn it! We got a lot to deal with here. Meg's on the loose."

"She's not liable to cause any more trouble," Dean grunted.

"Well, I'd rather not take your word for it," Bobby bit out. "Kelsey, I'm going to need your help."

I raised an eyebrow and followed him out the room.

He handed me two medallions. I stared at them for a second.

"What?" I asked.

"Make them into charms so that the boys can't be possessed," Bobby said.

I nodded in agreement. I closed my eyes and molded the metal in the medallions into anti – possession charms. Bobby took them from me and walked back into the room. I perched on the back of the chair while Bobby spoke to them. He knew about Wendell. He warned the boys to be careful. They stood and looked at me.

"Go ahead," I said. "You two need to get this out of your system before I turn up again."

Sam smirked and Dean nodded.

Bobby gave them the charms that I made and they walked out the door. I turned to leave and Bobby's hand arrested me.

"Kelsey," he said. "You've got to explain this."

"I can't Bobby," I replied gently.

"Those two," Bobby stared at the closed door.

"No one will find any evidence of what that demon did while she possessed Sam," I told him.

Bobby's eyes clouded and then cleared. He nodded at me. I smiled briefly and walked to the door.

"They're going to need you Bobby," I said.

"They're going to need you too," he returned evenly.

"Perhaps," I shrugged. "Perhaps."

I walked out the door and returned to Hell. I immediately went to where John Winchester was kept. No one had managed to locate him and of course I thought to let some butterflies into Hell to frighten the denizens. They still had no idea where John was and I was glad of that. But Meg had not been returned to Hell and I grew troubled by the whole event. I sat across from John and allowed him to continue sleeping.