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Arsamandi1: Well Dr Quinn didn't really have the following of X-Files so Dean should be safe, and as for Sam getting back in time to save his 'sister' or who is the Incubus...read on and see...

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CHAPTER 32

Sam followed Derek all the way to his house. He lingered in the shadows and watched carefully as the lights went on then off in rooms as the deputy moved around the house before finally the light in the bedroom upstairs went on. Sam watched his surroundings to make sure Derek hadn't slipped out and doubled back. Finally the light went off and Sam moved closer to the house. He check the outside thoroughly, looking for any signs that this man might be the Incubus they were hunting. Finally he gave up and began the walk back to the motel.

He pulled out his phone and dialled Deans number. He listened to it ring until it went to voicemail.

"Hey Dean, I'm not sure that the deputy is our guy. I'm heading back now."

Sam disconnected then stepped up his pace as he headed toward his home for the night.

•

"I got carried away with the other one. She just tasted sooo fine and wow, the energy I got from her." The Incubus leaned down and whispered in Deans ear. "Musta been all that clean living of hers."

Dean closed her eyes and twisted her face further away from the monster. Again she tried to reach her arm out to the weapon she knew was close by.

"But you, oh you are going to be the one. You're strong, I can tell. As soon as I saw you, I knew you were destined to bare my child."

The Incubus grabbed Deans face and turned it so she had no choice but to look at him. Her eyes darted around the room looking for anything that might help her, as she tried not to give in to her fear,

'Come on Sammy. Please hurry!' She sent the silent plea out into the universe.

Her body shivered in disgust as the Incubus ran a hand down her side.

"And you're awake. Even better. I love it when they struggle."

He stood and ripped the sheet from Deans body.

"Look at you. Perfect." He hissed.

Dean clenched her teeth and made one last ditch effort to reach her weapon rewarded by her arm only sliding a few inches to the right.

The Incubus moved to sit back beside her once again grabbing her face and lowering his so he could kiss her. Dean let out a weak, muffled scream.

•

Sam was tired as he approached the room. It had been a long night and he was looking forward to a shower and some sleep. He was feeling a little frustrated as the deputy was their main suspect and now it was back to square one.

The lights were out but he could hear the television softly through the door and secretly hoped he would finally catch his brother out watching some cheesy late night romance. He quietly opened the door and stepped through.

Stepping into the room it took a moment for his eyes to adjust the dim light but as soon as they did he snapped to attention and pulled out his gun.

"Hey! Get off her!" He yelled pointing his gun at the creature that was hovering over his brother. He immediately began reciting the exorcism he had memorised from their fathers journal.

The creature turned and looked at the intruder. In an instant he was across the room and had Sam against the door, his hand wrapped tightly around his throat.

"Hunter." He cursed. "Don't you know exorcisms have no effect on my kind. We are, in fact, very difficult to kill. You on the other hand will make an ideal donor for my offspring and a hearty meal to boot."

Sam grimaced as the Incubus' face began to ripple and change before him.

•

Dean heard Sam shout and as soon as the Incubus' focus went to her brother she was able to roll off the bed, landing in a heap on the floor. She peeked over the mattress to see the Incubus holding Sam against the closed door. Big brother instinct kicked in and she shoved her hand between the mattress and base and pulled out the large machete she had hidden there earlier that evening. She hurdled the bed and lunged at the monster, plunging the weapon deep into it's back just as it began to change. She pulled the weapon free as the creature screamed and turned to face her. Drawing it back over her shoulder she looked the monster in the eye then swung.

"Exorcisms may not work but a big arse knife sure as Hell does." She panted as the monsters head came to a rest against the wall.

"Dean are you okay?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." She said sitting on her bed.

"That's not the deputy." Sam said examining the now severed head.

"No it's not." Dean agreed.

"Then who the hell is it?"

"The sheriff."

•

Knowing they couldn't leave the headless corpse of the towns sheriff just lying around, even if he was a monster, Sam and Dean drove to a remote part of the coastline and dug a hole. After dropping the corpse in, they liberally salted it then burned the remains.

Tired, dirty and just generally over the whole evening, they trudged wearily into their room and began the task of cleaning up as much blood as they could.

Sam took the first shower then sat mulling over the events of the night in his head as Dean cleaned up.

"You knew, didn't you?" He asked Dean as she came out of the bathroom, towelling her hair.

"What?" She asked.

"You knew that it wasn't the deputy, that it was the sheriff."

"No! Of course I didn't know."

"Really? Then why did you send me on that wild goose chase?"

"Because all the evidence pointed to him and we had to know for sure."

"Yeah sure." Sam said.

"I didn't know Sam! It had to be the deputy. It all fit. He was new in town, got here right before the attacks started and he knew two of the victims. He had a 'thing' with one and was hot for the last one. The sheriff was way low down the list."

"No! You sent me away then lured him here. This is so typical of you Dean!" Sam huffed and paced the room, angry.

Dean was surprised by the level of anger Sam was displaying and quickly felt her temper fraying.

"Oh my God Sam! You really think I wanted to be caught here with him? That I wanted to be paralysed in my bed? To be...I don't know...raped by some supernatural creature and impregnated with his demon off spring? That's what you think?" Dean yelled back, her own anger now swelling.

"I don't know what you are thinking right now Dean! But you can't keep pulling stunts like this! You could have been killed!" Sam yelled back.

"I didn't pull any stunt! We both thought it was the deputy, and we were both wrong!"

"Then why was the knife under your mattress? Yeah, I saw you pull it out!"

"Because it pays to be prepared Sammy! Or have you forgotten everything dad and I taught you!"

"Don't you dare bring dad into this! I gave up everything to go back on the road with you, and for what? So you can just go off and get yourself killed playing the hero? So you've been cursed! You have nothing to prove! When are you going to get it Dean? I'm not some little kid any more! Why can't you just let me have your back or maybe it's you who has forgotten your training!"

Dean stood, breathing heavily, trying to calm herself before anything else regretful could be said.

"You know what? I'm not doing this with you right now." She grabbed some clothes and walked back into the bathroom. Walking out of the room a short time later fully dressed she picked up her gun from the side table where she dropped it and the Impalas keys then headed for the door.

"Where do you think you are going?" Sam demanded.

"Well the Incubus is dead so I'm going out." She said as she opened the door. "Don't worry, I will be back in time to check out and head off to Missouri's! Sooner this is taken care of the better!"

And with that Dean left the room, slamming the door behind her. Sam knew he should go after her but just stood staring at the door until he heard the Impala pull away.

"Shit!"

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