They took refuge in a rundown building, Sam put salt on the windowsill, while Kat lay on the bed. Dean entered the room.
"How is he?" Sam asked Dean.
"He just needed a little rest, that's all. How are you?"
"I'll survive. Hey, you don't think we were followed here, do you?" Sam was a little shook up after the beating he had taken.
"I don't know. I don't think so. We couldn't have found a more out-of-the-way place to hold up"
"Yeah. Hey, you saved my life back there" He gestured to Kat.
"So, I guess you're glad we brought the gun, huh?" Dean smiled.
"You know that guy I shot? There was a person in there" Kat spoke, she had was exhausted but she didn't feel safe not here.
"You didn't have a choice, babe" Dean sat next to her and placed his arm around her.
"Yeah, I know. That's not what bothers me"
"Then what does?" Sam asked.
"I didn't hesitate. I didn't even flinch ... imagine what I would have done if I was ... thirsty ... It scares me to think of what I'm capable off" John entered the room.
"It shouldn't. You did good, you saved me and my son"
" You're not mad?" Dean asked him.
"For what?"
" Usin' a bullet" Dean frowned.
"Well I wasn't about to let Sam die to save a bullet" Kat sat up.
"Mad? I'm proud of you. You know, Sam and I, we can get pretty obsessed. But you—you watch out for this family"
"Thanks" She still had a feeling that when the chips were down he'd stake her the first chance he got. Suddenly, the lights in the room began to flicker. A strong wind began to blow outside. They all moved to the window.
"It found us. It's here" John told them.
"The demon?" Kat asked. She disappeared into the kitchen; she ripped open a bag of blood and drank the entire contents.
"Sam, lines of salt in front of every window, every door" John ordered.
"Already did it" Sam nodded.
"Well, check it, okay?" Sam left the room. "Dean, you got the gun?"
"Yeah"
"Give it to me"
"Dad, Sam tried to shoot the demon in Salvation. It vanished"
"This is me. I won't miss. Now, the gun. Hurry" Dean held the gun but didn't give it to his father.
"Son, please" Dean took a few steps back as Kat appeared, blood soaked and eyes red.
"Give me the gun. What are you doing, Dean?"
"I told you Dean ... He'd be furious that I used that bullet even if it was to save Sam's life" Kats fangs dropped.
"What?" John looked confused.
"That I wasted a bullet. He wouldn't be proud of me. He already hates me" Dean raised the gun and cocked it.
"You're not my dad"
"Dean, it's me, are you gonna take her word over mine?" He sounded hurt, Kat hissed.
"I know my dad better than anyone. And you ain't him"
"What the hell has gotten into you?, you'd believe this monster over your own father" Sam entered the room.
"Dean? What the hell is going on?" he observed Kats blood soaked clothing and his brother pointing a gun at his father.
"Kat's lost her mind"
" He's not John" She told him.
"What?" Sam asked slowly approaching.
" He's possessed. I think he's been possessed since we rescued him, I warned you that he didn't ... feel right"
"Don't listen to her, Sammy, she's hyped up on blood"
"Dean, how do you know?" Kat was shocked that he asked Dean instead of her, did he believe that it was the blood talking.
" He's different" Dean told his brother.
"You know, we don't have time for this. Sam, you want to kill this demon, you've got to trust me" Sam looked back and forth at John and Dean. "Sam?"
" No" He shook his head. "No" He walked over to Dean and Kat. John began to cry.
"Fine. You're both willing to take her word, a vampire. Go ahead. Kill me" He hung his head in sadness. Dean, near tears, lowered the gun. "I thought so" He looked up. Possessed by the demon, his eyes a fiery orange. Suddenly, Sam and Dean are both pinned against the walls of the room. Kat attempted to lunge.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you ... one move and your little friends die" Kat straighten up and took a few steps back. "You are a strange one" He smiled at her as he picked the Cult up from the floor.
"What a pain in the ass this thing's been"
"It's you, isn't it? We've been lookin' for you for a long time" Sam's tone was full of hatred.
"You found me"
"But the holy water…." He continued.
"You think somethin' like that works on somethin' like me?" Sam tried to lift his head, but the demon kept him against the wall.
"I'm gonna kill you!" Sam shouted.
"Oh, that'd be a neat trick. In fact, here" He placed the gun on a nearby table. "Make the gun float to ya there, psychic boy" Nothing happened, the demon chuckled. "Well, this is fun. I could've killed you a hundred times today, but this…" He sighed "….this is worth the wait" He turned to Dean.
"Your dad? He's in here with me—trapped inside his own meat suit. He says "hi", by the way. He's gonna tear you apart. He's gonna taste the iron in your blood"
"Let him go. Or I swear to God" Dean began.
"What? What are you and God gonna do? You see, as far as I'm concerned, this is justice You know that little exorcism of yours? That was my daughter"
"Who, Meg?" Kat questioned.
"The one in the alley? That was my boy. You understand?"
"I shot him, it was me" Kat told him.
"Well since all your family are dead and you did it to save a Winchester I'm gonna carry on like I planned if you don't mind sweetheart?"
"You've got to be kiddin' me" Dean sighed.
" What? You're the only one who can have a family? You destroyed my children. How would you feel if I killed yourfamily? Or your lover?" Dean remained silent, he smiles wickedly. "Oh, that's right. I forgot. I did. Still, two wrongs don't make a right"
"You son of a bitch" Dean shouted.
"I wanna know why. Why'd you do it?" He turned to Sam.
"You mean, why'd I kill Mommy and pretty little Jess?"
"Yeah"
"You know, I never told you this, but Sam was gonna ask her to marry him. Been shoppin' for rings and everything" He told Dean. "You wanna know why? Because they got in the way"
"In the way of what?"
"My plans for you, Sammy—you….and all the children like you"
"Listen….you mind just gettin' this over with, huh? 'Cause I really can't stand the monologuing" Dean told him.
"Funny. But that's all part of your M.O., isn't it? Mask all that nasty pain. Mask the truth"
"Oh, yeah? What's that?"
"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 favourite. Even when they fight. It's more concern than he's ever shown you"
" I bet your real proud of your kids, too, huh? Oh, wait, I forgot. I wasted 'em" He smiled weakly. The demon said nothing, took a step back, and lowered his head. A moment later, he raised his eyes and Dean began to bleed heavily from the chest. He screamed in agony. Kat turned away.
"Dean! No!" She screamed. He continued to scream as more blood poured out of him.
"Dad! Dad, don't you let it kill me!" The bleeding got heavier. He cried and moaned in pain. Blood began to pour out of his mouth. Kat dropped to her knees; her blood lust was beginning to take over.
"Maybe I'll kill your little vampire too, collect the whole set of the Winchester's women" Kat's vision became blurry, anger clouding her thoughts.
"Dean!" Sam grunted as he tried to break free from the wall.
"Dad, please" Dean pleaded, the bleeding stopped, but his head hung, he was unconscious.
"Dean! No!" Kat screamed, she felt so helpless. The demon lowered his head.
"Stop" When he lifted his head his eyes had returned to normal. "Stop it" The force holding the boys to the wall was released. Kat rushed to the table and grabbed the Colt. She pointed it at John, once again he had been taken over by the demon. "You kill me, you kill their Daddy"
"I know" She shot him in the leg, and he fell to the floor, unconscious. She ran to Deans side.
"Hey. Oh, God. You lost a lot of blood" it took all of her control not to lick it from his chest.
"Where's Dad?" He asked weakly.
"He's right here. He's right here, Dean" She rested his head on her lap.
"Sam go check on him. Go check on him" Sam walked over to John. "Did he hurt you?"
"No, no I'm fine, I was worried about you though" Tears streaked down her face.
"Hey, I'm fine"
"You don't look fine" She sobbed.
"Hey, hey I love you"
"I love you too ... I need to get out of here for a minute" She wiped away her tears.
"Is it the blood?"
"Yeah I'm so sorry"
"It's fine, start the car we need to find the nearest hospital"
"Okay" She kissed his forehead and quickly exited the building.
"Dad? Dad?" Sam gently shook him, suddenly he woke up.
" Sammy! It's still alive. It's inside me. I can feel it. You shoot me. You shoot me! You shoot me in the heart, son!" Sam with tears in his eyes, raised the gun and cocked it. "Do it, now!"
"Sam, don't you do it. Don't you do it" Dean shouted.
"You've got to hurry! I can't hold on to it much longer! You shoot me, son! Shoot me!" Sam struggled to make a decision. "Son, I'm beggin' you! We can end this here and now! Sammy!"
" Sam, no" Dean was crying.
" You do this! Sammy! Sam…" Suddenly, John screamed. the demon erupted from his mouth in a cloud of black smoke disappearing through the floorboards of the room. John looked at Sam sadly, breathing heavily. All three Winchesters were in tears.
Kat was driving, John sat in the passenger seat, clearly in pain. Dean lay in the backseat, covered in blood, exhausted. Sam next to him.
" Just hold on, all right? Hospital's only ten minutes away" She had all the windows open in an attempt to air the smell of blood.
"I'm surprised at you, Sammy. Why didn't you kill it? I thought we saw eye to eye on this—killin' this demon comes first. Before me, before everything"
"No, sir. Not before everything. Look, we still have the Colt. We still have the one bullet left. We just have to start over, all right, I mean, we already found the demon—"
An enormous 18-wheeler semi slammed into the side of the Impala, sending it careening off the road. A piece of glass had dug into Kat's chest, she glanced in the rear view mirror, the brothers were unconscious, she attempted to move but she was in too much pain. She took a deep breath and slowly began to pull the shard from her chest. Screaming in pure agony as blood began to pour from her body. She threw it out of the window and clambered into the backseat. She pulled her flask from the compartment of the door. She pulled the lid off and drank the remaining liquid. It wasn't enough. She glanced at the unconscious Dean, his chest covered in blood, his open wounds dripping with that seductive liquid.