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So here is the next chapter, yet again set in season 2, episode 5 'Simon Said'.
I hope you like it.
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After a quick discussion it was agreed that Andy would arrange to meet Webber on the bridge outside of town so they could try to talk him out of killing anyone else, not that Dean was to convinced that that was actually going to work, but if it didn't he wasn't sure what they would do. After all it wasn't like they could get the guy locked up or something. But ah what the hell, they would have to see.
Sam Dean and Cas would accompany Andy on his meet, Sam to help him convince Webber to do the right thing and stop killing, and Dean because there was no way in hell he was letting his brother go anywhere near this psycho alone. And of course Castiel was going to go wherever Dean went with this mission. He was the only one who could block either of the twins from infiltrating his mind. John then suggested he stay in an over watch position. Ready to take the shot if it was needed. And Crowley well, rolling his eyes, he agreed to go with him when Castiel stood there and stared at the demon until he did just that.
So everyone had there position and knew what part they were to play. Before leaving Castiel knocked Holly out once more, it was the easiest way to keep her safe. Webber couldn't get her to kill herself if she couldn't hear him after all. So once that was done the five of them moved out, Andy, Castiel, Sam and Dean getting into the impala and John climbing into his truck which Crowley appeared in the passenger seat of. Once they were all ready, they set off. And when they got to the right fork in the road Dean carried on driving the impala down to the bridge while John branched off to go and set up his vantage point and gun.
And so the scene was set. All they needed now was their final player.
Webber's car rumbled onto the bridge and the engine cut out with about twenty feet between him and the four men standing in front of the impala. Climbing out he simultaneously smiled at his brother while narrowing his eyes at the other three. He had been told about two of them, but the third was a mystery to him.
"Andy, why'd you bring them with you?" He asked without any preamble. This was the time he had been told he could share his secret with his brother. Tell him who they truly were. Show him the wonders they could do at each other's side.
"They're my friends Webber. Sam he has powers like we do." Andy replied his voice a little shaky as he faced his murdering twin brother. But this was what they agreed. He would talk with Sam's help.
"And how do you know I have powers?" Webber asked his eye brightening at the thought that maybe he had already shown his brother the way.
"You're my brother, right? My twin brother?" Andy asked just to make sure that this was who he really was and it wasn't some crazy lie cooked up by the Winchesters.
"Did he tell you too?" Webber asked excitement in his voice as he took a step closer to his brother. They were finally going to be together.
"Who?" Andy asked frowning. Who was this 'he' Webber kept talking about?
"The man with the yellow eyes. He comes to me in my dreams. Does he come to you in yours as well? He told me about you. Told me about our connection." Webber replied in a dreamy voice which made a look of disgust pass across Dean's face before he opened his mouth. There was no way he could stay silent when it was that demon they were discussing.
"What else has that yellowed eye bastard told you, hu?" He asked confrontationally, though he didn't move from his casual stance leaning against the hood of his car, his hand firmly in Castiel's.
"Silence. We don't these three Andy. Let's send them away." Webber said ignoring Dean as if he was a fly buzzing round his head.
"Yeah that ain't gonna happen." Dean responded with a smirk making Sam turn to him with a bitchface at argumentative tone.
"I said silence." Webber snapped at him, rage appearing in his eyes as well as a stormy look of an unstable mind. At that Sam's bitchface turned into a look that told Dean very clearly to shut up and let him and Andy handle this.
"We don't want any trouble Webber. We just want to talk okay? Find out about the yellow eyed man." Sam said turning back to the man in front of him who turned to look at him, studying him up and down for slightly to long for comfort. He had the air of one trying to decide how he was going to hurt you. Trying to find the best way behind your defences.
"But he doesn't want me to tell you Sam Winchester. He says we're family, but I don't see it. Andy is my only family, not you, and certainly not them." Webber finally replied bringing his eyes up to meet Sam's who refused to show shock at Webber knowing who he truly was.
"Webber the yellowed eyed guy, he is bad news." Sam tried to explain. If he could save this guy, then maybe there would be a chance for him to save himself from whatever was to come. Whatever it was yellow eyes had planned for him and others like him.
"He said you would say that. Do you really think you are so innocent?" Webber asked in a hiss as he moved so he was in Sam's face glaring at him. Trying to intimidate the larger man.
"Why did you kill Doctor Jenkins?" Andy asked getting Webber to turn to him his face changing instantly from confrontation to friendly.
"He separated us. And that bitch, she gave us away Andy. They deserved to die." Webber replied earnestly. He wanted his brother to understand.
"No they didn't. You're insane." Andy responded with sincerity. He couldn't keep this up any more. He couldn't pretend to be friends with this freaking weirdo murder. He may be his brother by blood, but he was not his family.
At those words all friendliness drained from Webber's face and the crazy murderous look returned to his eyes as he spoke loud and clear to all present.
"I'm insane? Me? You're the one who brought a man with a gun to kill me. Oh yes I see you, hiding up there on your hill, thinking you are so safe, but you're not. I am stronger than you brother. If only you practised, you would see what it is we can do. We can make these rats do anything we wish. Getting them to take their own life is as simple as a whisper of thought on the winds in their mind." With that both Sam and Dean involuntarily turned to where there father was lying and saw the reflection of the sunlight on the glass of the gun being turned. In one fluid motion Dean was standing straight, with his gun held in his free hand.
"You let him go right now." He growled at the man in front of him. He was not going to let this guy kill his dad, no way.
"Turn that gun on yourself Dean." Webber hissed at him in return making Dean raise his eye brow.
"Sorry kid. That shit don't work on me. Let my father go right now, or I will pull the trigger." Dean said, giving him one last chance. He didn't want to kill him, but he would if he had to.
"Well then, the question is, who will pull it first, isn't it?" Webber replied a smirk appearing on his face as he stared into Dean's eyes.
Suddenly a shot rang out around the bridge followed a millisecond later by another. And Sam turning at the first to look at Dean saw him standing with his gun aimed straight and true and a look of hard eyed determination on his face. Turning back to Webber, he saw where once the man stood, he now lay, his blood slowly leaking out of the one perfect shot to his chest, and his eyes staring out at nothing while a defiant sneer was frozen on his face.