Once a good distance away from the warehouse, the brothers slowed to a walk. Sweat running down their face, their breathing ragged; they both sank to the ground, trying to rest their weary legs.

'Do you…have…a paper…clip,' panted Sam.

Dean shook his head. 'We need to get…back to the car.'

Sam moaned in response. The last place he wanted to go was back to the car: One, it was near the warehouse, Two his dad's truck was there…and most likely his dad, and Three, his leg was still throbbing so bad it felt like it was going to fall off.

'C'mon dude,' said Dean, slowly rising. 'I can't stand being cuffed to you much longer.'

'Get over it.' Sam stood, swaying gently on his leg. 'My leg is killing me.'

Dean was immediately concerned for his brother, suddenly noticing how pale and bruised up he was.

'C'mon Sam, you can make it,' he said gently. He offered his free hand to Sam, and hauled him off the ground.

By this time the sky had gone black; no stars in sight, darkening the already sad mood, as if it could read the boys feelings. The slowly trekked through the woods, and for the first time, Sam was glad of all the training his dad had put him through.

John used to take them deep into the woods, blindfolded, and leave them to find their own way home. Sam had hated these drills; he thought they were pointless. It was then that Sam missed his dad. He actually missed him.

All those years at college he had hated his dad, when he had never looked deep inside himself for true feelings. He silently mourned for his dad during the walk.

It was slow going; both brothers injured, weary, and depressed, so they didn't reach the car until a good 4 hours later. They were prepared to walk into the small clearing and free themselves from each other, when they heard the ever-familiar voice of Allanah. They hid behind a tree, and watched her carefully. She was talking to the demon.

'What do you mean they got away!' the demon yelled at her. 'You've drank their blood; you're invincible!'

'I'm sorry master,' she mumbled. 'They are smarter than I thought. But don't worry, we're searching for them; they won't be alive much longer, I promise.'

'They better not be!' growled the demon. 'I have other things to discuss with you.'

'Yes master.'

'I need you to find a certain stone for me,' it said. 'If the Winchester brothers get
a hold of it, they can vanquish me, once and for all…but if I have it I will have
control of everyone…everything.'

'Where can I find it?' Allanah asked softly.

'It's somewhere in these woods, buried deep under a marked rock. The rock has my symbol on it. Bring me the stone, and I will reward you greatly.'

'Of course,' Allanah gushed. 'Consider it done.'

'And I want the bodies of the Winchesters by tomorrow sundown!' he added.

In a flash he was gone. Dean and Sam remained hidden until Allanah had left before going to the cars. They grabbed a handcuff key, finally freeing themselves. Dean jumped into the Impala, but as Sam was getting into his dad's truck, he caught sight of something, and his breath got caught in his throat.

He slowly shut the door and walked over the area, staring over it like a nightmare. Dean saw the look on his brothers' face and joined him, immediately going pale at the site.

It was a freshly filled in grave, a wooden cross stuck carelessly at the head, a symbol drawn crudely on it. And underneath it were the words 'John Winchester.'
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Ok...hi! Just wanna apologise for not posting lately, my computer was being gay and wouldn't let me log in...

that's y you get 3 chapter tonite! just to make up for it :)

Review, as always

Nikki