Wow, the feedback was awesome for the first chapter. Thanks a lot to all those who took time to review, and I hope I won't disappoint you with my future chappies!

Oh, and I just feel the need to say that I've decided to go hardcore with this one so it's gonna get pretty dark at times. So take this as a heads up.

Also, I'm in no way a devil worshiper, but I'm just trying to make it more authentic like by putting in the parts in Latin and such. I may not even be using the words in proper context since I'm kinda having to look them up as I go. Anywho, hope you like and if the subject matter offends anyone, then I apologize.

Christie:-)

Disclaimer: Don't own anything to do with Supernatural unfortunately!

Legion

Ch.2

"Lord help us."was all that Missouri could think of to say at the moment, which turned out to be the wrong thing.

"Don't say that."Sam practically yelled at her, eyes widening as he turned them towards his brother, who's own eyes had popped open at her words, and she gasped in shock when he looked at her.

His eyes were totally black, and his face twisted into a mask of hatred as he spat out at her,"Tui salvator voluntas esse nullus solacium femina."(your savior is of no help woman)

"In my home, the lord is always present, and always ready to help."she replied calmly, meeting his gaze unflinchingly, ignoring the younger brothers pleas that she not say anything else.

He laughed at her words, rose from the couch,then turned to look at a statue of Mary that she had sitting on the shelf above her television, which promptly flew at her, hurled by some unseen force. She saw it coming at the last moment, and quickly ducked out of the way. The statue hit the wall and shattered behind where her head had been only seconds earlier, but that wasn't the end of his actions , because after missing the first time, various other objects hurled towards her from all directions while he stood there laughing.

"Dean, stop it!" Sam pleaded as he moved quickly towards where he stood in front of the couch ,attempting to restrain him."You're going to hurt her!"

"Quiet!"he yelled angrily in response, turning his black eyes in his brothers direction, simultaneously flinging his arm out, sending Sam flying into the entertainment center.

"Sam!" Missouri cried in alarm, ignoring Dean entirely as she ran to the younger brothers side.

Dean paused in his actions, all the items he'd been hurling at the woman falling forgotten to the floor.

Inner turmoil showed on his face as emotions reached deep past the demon to the actual owner of the body it was controlling.

An owner who realized what he, or his body, had just done to his baby brother.

An owner who was now mighty pissed.

No, leave them alone! .Dean said only in thought at first, but after a minute he gained control of his voice and said it aloud, the words coming out forcefully, in the form of an order."I said leave them alone!"

As if a light switch had been flipped, his eyes suddenly cleared, returning to their natural green color, his body spasmed and he fell to the floor.

He'd won.

"I'm sorry Sammy. I'm sorry."Missouri and his brother, who'd picked himself up from the ground, heard him saying angrily, so quietly it was almost a whisper."I'm sorry."

Sam pushed Missouri's hand from his arm, and said accusingly to her,"I'm fine, leave me alone. I told you not to say that to him, but you wouldn't listen!"

He turned and went to where Dean now lay with his back against the couch, lowered himself to the floor and pulled his brother into an upright position.

"I'm sorry. I was falling asleep and when she said it, the bastard s-snuck up on me."Dean mumbled apologetically to his brother, his voice full of self-loathing." I shouldn't have allowed that to happen. I let my defenses slip for one second and I hurt you."

"No, I'm fine Dean. Not a scratch."Sam replied, hugging him closely, saying insistently."It wasn't your fault, okay? I'm fine. I promise. The only thing you hurt was Missouri's stereo."

"Yes, I think you killed it."the woman said straight-faced, shaking her head as she looked at the remains of what had once been a very expensive stereo system, but a smile appeared immediately afterwards showing she wasn't really mad.

"I'm sorry to you too Missouri, and I didn't mean to throw Sam ,who really needs to get his little girlie acting ass off me right now, into your stereo."Dean said, shoving Sam, who was still hugging him, weakly, but the fact he was smiling as he said it showed he really didn't mind his brothers act of affection. He just couldn't allow it to continue and keep up his macho facade, which at this point was one of his only remaining lines of defense, at the same time.

When Sam relinquished his hold finally. Dean lifted his head to look at Missouri with a wariness in his green eyes that betrayed the lighthearted manner he was trying to convey, and said in a serious tone," Maybe it was a bad idea to come here."

"Nonsense baby."she said indignantly, sitting down on the couch he and Sam were leaning against."You did exactly the right thing by coming here, and who cares about a stereo? Not me. It was about time for me to get a new one anyway."she said, putting a hand on his his back, thinking to herself how silly it was that they were even discussing a broken stereo at a time like this."Which you will pay for when this is all over."she added sternly as an afterthought. One he needed to hear.

"Yes ma'am."he replied with a smile.

"Hey! You're bleeding again!"Sam exclaimed suddenly after putting his hand in a wet spot on the floor where his brother had collapsed..

"Yeah."Dean said with a shrug.

"Why didn't you say something?"Sam asked accusingly, pulling his brother to his feet and helping him lay down on the couch Missouri had risen from.

"It happens a lot Sam. Which you're fully aware of. Anyway, compared to mentally hurling my brother into a stereo and throwing things at Missouri here, it really didn't seem important at the time." Dean replied sarcastically, looking at her with a, what is this crazy boy thinking, look on his face as he spoke.

"What? Are you crazy? How could you bleeding not seem important? Where is it this time?"Sam asked, gently lifting his brothers shirt.

"This time?"Missouri asked.. Having went into the bathroom to get alcohol and bandages after frowning and shaking her head disapprovingly at Deans reaction to his brothers concern, she'd returned just in time to hear the younger brothers words.

"My unwanted guest doesn't like it when I send him packing back into my subconscious or wherever the hell it stays when it's not out throwing people into stereos. Every time I do, it punishes me."Dean explained with a bitter chuckle, which was followed by a hiss when Sam finally discovered the location of his latest "punishment".

Looking over Sam's shoulder, she almost said the same thing that had caused this to happen again when she saw the symbol engraved in Deans lower abdomen, but stopped herself.

"Oh baby, I'm the one who needs to be apologizing, not you."she said tearfully, putting a cloth on it to stop it from bleeding." I should've listened to Sam when he told me not to say what I did."

There were many other wounds, in various stages of healing, on his abdomen and chest to accompany the one he'd just received.

"Can we all just agree that we don't say things like that unless the person inhabited by the demon is properly prepared?"Dean asked her with a grin, which turned to a grimace from her prodding his latest battle wound."It is your house though, so I'm not trying to tell you what to do or anything."he added quickly.

"No sweetie, I think that's a wonderful idea."she said, returning his smile.

"How long have you been this way Dean?"she asked, covering the wound with a bandage.

"Well, a couple weeks now."he replied, as he slowly sat back up and Sam helped him pull the blood stained shirt off.

"We didn't realize what had happened at first."Sam interjected as he aided Dean in putting on a clean shirt he'd retrieved from his bag."The demon or whatever it is didn't let its presence be known until 3 days after we thought we'd performed a successful exorcism on the girl. Dean hadn't had much of an appetite since we'd left that night, but we just assumed he'd picked up some type of stomach bug or something."

"So what happened to let you know? What made it decide to stop hiding?"she asked, watching how Sam carefully helped his brother lay back down on the couch, then perch back on on the arm as he'd done before. Hovering protectively over him.

"That's simple enough to answer." Dean replied."We were about to start on another case and it involved some religious aspects that involved us having to question a..."

"A priest."Sam finished for him, hearing the reluctance in his brothers voice to even say such a simple thing as that."And questioning a priest entailed having to go into the church he was over."

"Oh."Missouri said with a look of comprehension." So, I'm assuming that this entity wouldn't allow that, correct?"

"Oh no, it allowed it, but as soon as Dean stepped foot into that church things went all to hell."Sam said with a frown, remembering the scene that had taken place."He fell down, and I thought he was having some sort of seizure at first, but no matter what I did he just kept thrashing around, gasping for breath and screaming in a foreign language. He almost died , and it was the only time that he has been to a hospital about this. They couldn't find anything wrong with him then, so what would be the point in going back again?"

"Yeah, could you imagine me trying to explain to the medical staff that hey, it's okay. I'm just possessed by some demon is all, so just sew me up and send me home."Dean said with a grin.

"Anyway, we'd both put two and two together and figured out what had happened by that time. See, as soon as they took him out of that church, the "seizure" stopped. Poof, gone."Sam said.

"It didn't take a genius to figure out what the cause of it had been after that. And being the bad little visitor it is, once it let its presence be known, I guess it figured why bother trying to hide at all anymore. It wants out."Dean added, his eyelids drooping as he fought the sleepiness and fatigue that it seemed he felt constantly now." Not that I have anyone to blame for this but myself. Sam told me what he'd been told could happen, and common sense was also telling me it was a mistake, but you didn't see the girl Missouri, that poor kid would have been dead now if I hadn't done anything. I couldn't let an innocent kid be killed by some damn demon when I knew I could do something about it."he continued vehemently.

"So you thought it better to play the hero and risk the chance that maybe the demon would transfer itself to you or your brother?" Missouri asked, arching an eyebrow as she did, then added,"And Dean Winchester, don't even try and tell me that the possibility never crossed your mind. I know your father very well, and I know he surely has encountered his fair share of possession cases which he shared the details of with you."

Dean just looked away from her gaze at this.

"He's been fighting it off ever since, but it's started hurting him physically and how long can someone fight something like this anyway? We have to get it out of him before...before it's too late."Sam finished, his voice breaking slightly at the end at the thought of what would happen when it was "too late"

"Don't be a puss Samantha."Dean said kiddingly to his brother

"I don't know how you can take this so lightly Dean."Sam snapped at him,"Do you want to die, because that's what that thing inside you plans on happening eventually. You've researched just as many possession cases as I have, if not more, and you know what the outcome is in 80 or more of them, yet you sit here bleeding like a stuck pig from a wound that appeared from nowhere on you and make jokes!"

The look of humor vanished from Deans face, replaced with one that was at first hurt then anger, and Sam wished he'd never opened his big mouth.

"You think I'm taking this lightly? You're fucking kidding me right? And no, I don't want to die Sam, but you know what? I, unlike you it seems, have accepted the reality that I just might, okay? So if I choose to not sit around whining and crying like a little bitch about it, then I think that since I'm the one who's housing the demon, its my right!" Dean yelled at him, standing unsteadily up from the couch and going and grabbing his coat from the chair he'd thrown it on.

"Where do you think you're going?"Missouri asked as he picked up the car keys from the end table, and stepped to block his path.

"Anywhere away from him for a while."Dean replied, glaring at Sam.

"You, Dean Winchester, are acting just as badly as you accused your brother of just now."she said,narrowing her eyes at him, putting her hands on her hips.

"Whatever."

"Don't you whatever me, and you might as well put those keys and that coat right back where they were cause your butt ain't going nowhere."

"I'm an adult and I can do what I want."he said, sound childish even to his own ears.

"You are not driving anywhere after what just happened to you, so put the keys down now."she ordered.

"And if I don't?"he asked defiantly.

"You will, so I don't even have to reply to that."she said, crossing her arms.

Sam, who'd been watching the exchange, feeling guilty for causing it, had to cover his mouth with his hand at this point so as not to laugh at the expression on his brothers face.

"Okay, fine."Dean said reluctantly after they stared at each other in a battle of wills for a few moments."I didn't really want to go out anyway."

"Good, Now I want you to go into the bedroom and get some sleep cause you look like hell warmed over."she said watching him take the coat back off.

"Oh, haha. Missouri did a funny."Dean said sarcastically, before adding,"I don't want to lay down. I'm not tired."

"You will and you are."

"You're a mean woman."Dean said, his scowl turning slowly into a grin.

"I know. Now get your butt into that bed."she said with a wink.

"Dean."Sam said, following his brother into the bedroom.

"What?"

"I'm sorry. I know I'm an asshole sometimes, but I just don't know how to handle this. Usually we can fix anything, but this...this is different you know?"

"I know, and I forgive you. Now get out of here because if that mean woman comes in here hollering at me for not being asleep already, I'm pointing the finger at you bud, and don't hug me again please. We're starting to remind me of that family that was on that show that used to be on, "Party of Five." and that ain't good."

"I don't remember an episode about demon possession right off hand, but the older brother was a dick sometimes so I kinda see your point."Sam said, scrunching his face up in thought.

"Yeah, well the little brother was definitely a puss, so that's you to a tee."Dean replied, throwing a shoe at Sam.

"Sam! Come in here and let him rest!" Missouri yelled from the kitchen, hearing the thunk from the shoe hitting the wall after Sam moved from its path.

"Ha! She told you."Dean said with a smirk, laying back on the pillows.

"I'm not the one she ordered to bed though am I?"Sam asked as he left the room, smiling when he heard the thunk of another shoe hitting the door he closed behind him.

He walked into he kitchen where she was sitting at the table turning the pages in an address book.

"And you've called and told your father about this? I know you said you called him, but did you leave messages?"Missouri asked without looking up.

"Yes. Every single day since we've found out I've called him. Sometimes, like when things like what happened earlier occurred, I called him 2 or 3 times a day leaving him tons of messages. He just won't call back." Sam replied, sitting down at the table across from her.

"That doesn't sound like your father,"she said looking up at him with a frown,"but, regardless of his involvement, we have to do something about your brothers problem. Poor thing, I don't know how long someone can resist such a powerful being as it's evident is trying to gain total possession of his body."

"Deans strong willed and very stubborn. If anyone can beat this it's him. He's been putting up one heck of a fight."Sam said with unhidden pride in his voice.

"Going by what I witnessed earlier I'd have to agree, but that wasn't the tip of the iceberg when it comes to what a demon, if powerful enough, can do when it gains possession of someone."

"Yeah, I know."Sam said, then asked,"So, what are we going to do about it?"

"Well, we're going to do the only thing that can be done in a situation like this. We're going to get that thing out of him."

"How? We see what doing an exorcism has done to him."Sam argued.

"That's because he did it, and the last time I checked your brother wasn't a priest, now is he?"

"Nope, definitely not a priest."Sam answered."So, you know..."

"Yes, I know a priest, and he owes me a favor. A big favor. I'm going to give him a call and get him here as soon as possible so he can do what your brother attempted, but he's going to do it right."she stated."All we have to do is just pray that between now and then, Dean's unwelcome visitor behaves itself."

Yeah, since when did things ever go our way, Sam thought to himself with a frown.

He had no idea how right he was.

TBC

I know I put some demon Dean in the story a bit early, but I wanted to kinda give you all a teeny taste of what was to come, and believe me it was only a teeny taste.

R&R if you liked and think its worth continuing!

P.S: This is kinda spoilerish, so if you don't want to know about something that's going to happen on the show, don't read!

. I just read that in the season finale that the brothers perform an exorcism at the beginning that has bad repercussions for one of them! My story is coming to life! I promise I started writing this before I read the spoiler! Yay!(that is if it's Dean, but Sam would be cool too!)