Sam produced John's diary and I knew what would happen now. They would exorcise her, until she talked.
"You gonna read me a story?" she smirked still.
"Something like that. Hit it, Sam." Dean urged him on and he started reading the Latin.
"An exorcism? Are you serious?"
"Oh, we're going for it, baby. Head spinning, projectile vomiting, the whole nine yards!" Dean assured her, Sam halted for a split second and Meg shuddered, it was working.
"I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna rip the bones from your body!"
"No, you're gonna burn in hell. Unless you tell us where our Dad is!" he asked and she stayed silent. "Well at least you'll get a nice tan." He looked at Sam who started again.
Her body began to shake uncontrollably, like the human inside was trying to get out and be free. She moaned again and Sam took it as a cue to stop.
"He begged for his life with tears in his eyes! He begged to see his sons one last time! That's when i slit his throat!"
She'd riled Sam now, so much so, that he read without the order from his elder brother.
"For your sake, I hope you're lying. Because if it's true, I swear to God, I will march into Hell myself and I will slaughter every one of you evil sons of bitches, so help me God!"
The wind drove through the house and rustled the pages on the book. We knew this was a big deal to exorcise this demon, it would come back to haunt us in the end.
"Where is he?" Dean asked her again.
"You just won't take dead for an answer will you?" she looked like she was becoming exhausted now. Hopefully she would cave soon enough.
"Where is he?!"
"Dead!" she shouted back in his face.
"No, he's not! He is not dead! He can't be!" Dean had broken into desperation and then he turned to Sam who had stopped. "What are you looking at? Keep reading."
Sam did as he was told and Meg let out an ear bursting scream and the chair began to move on its own accord around the Devil's trap.
"He will be!" she shouted as it stopped in the middle of the circle.
"Woa, wait!" he shouted and Sam stopped. "What?" he turned on Meg again.
"He's not dead! But he will be after what we do to him."
"How do we know you're telling the truth?"
"You don't!" she tried to be sarcastic again, even though it got her nowhere.
"Sam!" he shouted.
"A building, okay?! A building in Jefferson City!"
"Missouri? Where, where? An address?"
"I don't know!" she begged.
"And the demon the one we're looking for? Where is it?"
"I don't know! I swear! That's everything! That's all I know!"
"Finish it!" Dean was being as callous as any demon we had ever met.
"What? I told the truth!"
"I don't care!" he shouted back at her shortly.
"You son of a bitch, you promised!"
"I lied! Sam! Read!"
"Maybe we can still use her. Find out where the demon is." Sam urged his older brother.
"She doesn't know!"
"She lied!"
"Sam, there's an innocent girl trapped somewhere in there and we've gotta help her!"
"You're gonna kill her Dean." I corrected him.
"What?"
"You said she fell from a building. That girls body is broken. The only thing keeping her alive is that demon inside. You exorcise it, the girl is gonna die." Bobby explained for me.
"Listen to me, all of you! We are not gonna leave her like that!"
"She's a human being!" Bobby begged him.
"And we're gonna put her out of her misery! Sam, finish it! Finish it!" he told him.
Sam did as he was told, none of us prepared for the reaction we got from this. the demon screamed as it left her and was sent back to the hell hole it came from. Danny held me to him as I covered my ears.
"Dean, I think..."
"She's still alive! Call 911! Get some water and blankets!"
Danny left to call 911 and I help Sam and Dean untie her.
"Thank you." She muttered, the blood pouring from her mouth.
"Shhh, shhh, shhh! Just take it easy, all right? Shh!" Sam hushed her.
"Come on, let's, let's get her down!" each of them took a leg. She moaned in pain "Sorry. Sorry, sorry!" Dean apologised and placed her on the floor. I placed her head on my knees.
"A year." She added.
"What?" Sam asked her.
"It's been a year!" she informed us.
"God!" I muttered to her.
"Just take it easy!" Sam added to her, trying to comfort her.
"I've been awake for some of it. I couldn't move my own body and things looked...it...it's a nightmare!"
"Was it telling us the truth about our parents?" Dean asked her for the two of us.
"Dean!" Sam scolded him.
"We need to know!"
"Yes. But it wants you to know. That, they want you to come for him." She warned him.
"If Dad's still alive, none of that matters!"
Bobby came in with the blankets and water. I took the blanket off him and as they propped Meg up to make her drink I placed the blanket on the floor for her head. Forming a makeshift pillow to rest on.
"Where is the demon we're looking for?" Sam was getting greedy for information and I glared at him.
"Not there. Other ones, awful ones."
"Where are they keeping our Dad?"
"By the riv...River. Sunrise!" she muttered her last words for us and I knew she'd gone.
"Sunrise? What does that mean? What does that mean?"
"Dean, she's gone." I informed him and let him hug me.
"Are you okay?" he asked me.
"No, not really. I have to go and save my Mom Dean. I can't leave her like that!"
"We'll save you Mom, just as soon as we..." Sam trailed off when he saw my eyes narrow.
"No, you go and find Uncle John...I'll take Danny...."
"I'll go with you Mary." Bobby smiled and I nodded.
"Go and find him Dean, don't bring him back dead...I don't think..." I let the tears roll down my face.
"He'll be fine, I promise, we'll drive through Chicago to get you! I promise!" he kissed me on the head.
"Er, you better hurry up and beat it before the paramedics get here." Bobby ushered them to the door.
"What are you gonna tell them?" Dean asked.
"You think you guys invented lying to the cops? I'll figure something out. Here, take this," he handed Sam the Key of Solomon "you might need it." He smiled.
"Thanks."
"Thanks for everything. Be careful, all right?" Dean aimed the last bit at me as Danny held onto me.
"You just go find your Dad. And when you do, you bring him around, would you? I won't even try to shoot him this time."
The boys left us and Bobby ushered me and Danny up the stairs and told us to be quiet. I would have no problem with that as I contemplated how the hell I was going to get around the task of exorcising the demon that had possessed my mother for the past eleven years of her life. Danny silent held me to him, stopping any sort of tears that might pass from my eyes.
The police came and went, taking the body of Meg Masters with them. Leaving me and whoever I could get to help to deal with my Mom.
"You can come down now!" Bobby shouted and we went down the stairs. "Mary."
"Bobby." I shrugged. "How are we gonna do this? If she is anything like Meg, it won't be easy."
He was taken aback by how cold I was being around the subject, but to show any emotion, that would kill me even more.
"I'll call Ellen. She's wanted to catch up with Ruth for weeks. She wants to expand the bar..."
"Fat chance of that happening now!" I smirked. "Would you..."
"Yes. I will." He smiled and hugged me awkwardly. "Come on, let's get this over with! I'll just throw some stuff in a bag."
"Come on Mary." Danny smiled at me sweetly and kissed me before leading me to the car.
"How could I not know?" I asked as I looked out of the window on the way home. We were nearing my house. "How could I not know my own mother was possessed?"
"She's been in Ruth for eleven years Mary, even your Uncle John didn't notice. No-one noticed."
"But it all makes sense now Danny. Every time I've been in danger is when she's been gone. Whenever she's been away on business trouble finds me. That time in Oasis Plains, last year, she left me to be eaten by bugs!"
"Maybe, in a way, the demon was protecting you. I mean, Meg did say she left her to look after you."
"Cut the sympathy for the devil crap Danny." I snapped and rubbed my head. "I'm sorry! I know you're just trying to help me out!" I kissed his cheek in repentance. "If it was protecting me, I don't want to know why."
"Maybe it's the same deal with you as it is with Sam. The whole Demon, six month thing."
"Mmmm." I bit my thumb nail. "I wish it weren't. No point in that now though." I sighed as we pulled up on the opposite side of the street. "She's not home."
I went for the car door handle but Danny touched my hand lightly which caused me to stop and turn to him.
"Mary, are you sure about this demon thing?"
"If she isn't possessed it won't hurt her. Just make her royally pissed off. She'll get over it...in a couple of weeks...I need to do this Danny. And I need you to help me do this."
"I will. You know I will Mary!" he kissed me on the mouth before following me into the house.
"Where the hell are we gonna draw this Devil's trap?" I muttered as I took the white paint from under the sink. Mom had always kept it in there for when she wanted to do the cupboards.
"In the longue, on the ceiling probably. That's where you usually sit when you have company." Danny shrugged. "Here." He took the paint can off me. "I'm taller than you are anyway."
"Where's Sam when you need him?" I smiled. "I'll go get the holy water. I have some hidden in the closet." I went to the one under the stairs which led to the basement. The basement had been Mom's office years ago but now it was an empty shell. In which she kept old clothes and toys of mine. I found the holy water hidden inside the old teapot that had been my great grandmothers. Mom would not be seen dead to use it, never mind own it. I hid it in my jeans pocket before I felt my phone vibrate.
"Hey Ellen." I left the room and closed the door before going to the sofa. Uncle Bobby was there, sorting out the Devil's trap, making sure it was perfect. "How are you?"
"I'm fine Jo."
'Jo?' I thought about it and realised that she was with my mother, in a car it sounded like.
"I need you to run to the store for chips, it closes in fifteen minutes so you need to get there before then."
"Okay, no problem."
"Love you darling."
"Thank you Ellen." I put the phone down. "Fifteen minutes" I informed them.
"Well, were sorted in here. You had better make it look like you've unpacked a bit." Bobby smiled.
"I'll go to the car and get some of you stuff." Danny smiled and went outside.
"I hope I'm right about this." I muttered.
"She'll only be pissed off if you're not Mary. You won't stop being her daughter for doing this!" he smiled gruffly at me. "Have you got a beer?"
"Mmhmm, there should be some in the fridge." I shrugged and he went. He came back and handed one to me. "Oh, I don't like it! Dean used to try to make me drink it when I was younger. I got drunk once...hangover...Uncle John kicked his ass. I was so ill...it wasn't pretty!"
"I can imagine!" he smirked. "I'll give to Danny."
"He's like a son to you isn't he?"
"The only kid I'll ever have or know. My wife..."
"You don't have to tell me Bobby, not right now anyway." I smiled gently at him as Danny came through the door and dumped my bag next to the door, the laptop on the coffee table and my holdall on the sofa.
"Thankyou." I hugged him. "Bobby has a beer for you." I kissed him and pulled away.
"Just what I needed!" he took it off him and took a mouthful. I moved under the Devil's trap, it was next to the fire, so she would think I was just trying to get warm.
The door opened to reveal my Mom talking to Ellen. Chatting like there was nothing wrong with her. She turned and practically ran to me when she saw me. Danny hid the beer behind him as did Bobby.
"Mary- Ellen!" she cried on as she grasped me to her. "Don't you dare do that to me again! I thought something might have happened...or...oh thank goodness your okay!"
"I know, and I'm sorry Mom!" I grasped onto her, taking in her scent.
"It's okay baby! Your here now, that's all that matters!"
"I'm so so sorry Mommy!" I pulled away from her and went to Danny.
"What is it? You're not...you know..."
"Oh, God no Mrs. Campbell!" Danny sighed and tried to laugh it off.
She flinched. The name of God would make any demon do that.
"Then what is it..." she tried to move, but she couldn't. "Mary...what have you..." she looked up at the ceiling.
"Like I said, I'm sorry." I looked at her with tear filled eyes.