Chapter 17: The Interview

Sam and Dean sat in silence as they drove to Mercer's Mental hospital. Sam mind was racing on Chloe and their little conversation eariler. He turned to look at his brother who was looking down at the steering wheel. Sam could tell Dean was thinking about Chloe too and smiled.

"You know she as stubborn as you," Sam said still looking at his brother, who now looked up from the wheel.

"Shut up," Dean said processing what his brother said to him. "If it wasn't for you, Chloe wouldn't be following us and on our case all the time."

"Well Dean maybe this is a good thing. Maybe we need a little help from her. I mean you said it yourself that it wasn't anything in dad's journal about what we are dealing with. Having extra help would be good."

"We don't need the extra help. Especially from a reporter."

"What about that guy from when we were investigating on the plane incident, he helped us."

"That's different. We can trust him, dad trust him."

"So what, we can't trust Chloe because dad don't trust her?"

"Yeah, yeah something like that." Sam scoffed.

"Are you sure it's dad who don't trust her or you. Because the last time I check, dad isn't here."

Dean shot Sam a look and got out of the car. Sam shook his head and did the same. They was walking up the stairs of the hospital while Sam went on talking.

"I don't get you Dean, why can't you trust someone who just wants to help. Chloe is different and you know it."

"I just can't Sam alright. Just drop the subject," Dean said walking into the building. Sam rolled his eyes and followed his brother in.

They walked up to the service desks and looked around. The halls were empty except for this room where some people was sitting in and some of the nurses in there. A woman walked up to them and stood behind the counter.

"May I help you gentlemen," she asked.

"Yes, I'm detective Ross and this is my partner Lawerence, we're here to talk to one of your patient. His name is Welch, Michael Welch," Dean said holding his badge out for her to see it. The lady checked in her computer for mister Welch and read his information. She looked back up at the boys and smiled.

"I'm sorry detectives but mister Welch are not allowed vistiors except for family members. Beside the police already been torturing poor mister Welch for years with questions and the family feels it's best to keep the immediate family in contact with him. Again I'm sorry."

Sam and Dean let out a long sigh and turned around to see Chloe walking towards them.

"I can't believe it," Dean said moving out of the way. "This can't possible be happening."

"It is," Sam said.

"Hi, I'm Rachel Welch, mister Welch's granddaughter and I called earlier about seeing him."

The nurse looked in the computer and check her vistors list. She smiled when she saw her name. "Why yes you are, miss Welch, three thrity pm. I'll go check to see if he's ready for you," the lady said stepping out from behind the desk.

"Thank you," Chloe smiled at the lady but dropped it when she saw the Winchester boys. "Are you sure you don't need my help," she asked sarcasticlly.

"No we don't need your help," Dean snapped.

"Okay suit yourself," she said turning around to see the lady walking back to her. Chloe put back on her smile and waited until the lady reached her.

"He's ready to see you now," the lady said motioning Chloe down the hall.

"Thank you. It was nice meeting you detectives,' Chloe waved before leaving.

Dean watched in anger as Chloe left them. Sam was smiling and shaking his head at his brother. "Nice," Sam said. Dean looked at him and rolled his eyes.

The nurse led Chloe to a white room with a bunch of tables and chairs. Several people, who Chloe figure are relatives of the patients, sitting down and talking to their sick love ones. The nurse motioned Chloe to a table where an old man, around the age of sixty, sat. She looked at the nurse in assurence before sitting down across the table from the old man. Chloe looked around and then back at the old man who was rocking a little before saying anything.

"Hi, granddad. It's me your granddaughter, Rachel," Chloe pretend. She looked up at the nurse who was still there and smiled at her. "Thank you but I prefer to speak with him alone." The nurse nod and walked away.

Chloe looked back at Welch and frowned. You should go ahead and ask him, Chloe thought to herself. What the worst that could happen beside him freaking out and pondering on you. "Hi, mister Welch, I know you don't know me but my name is Chloe Sullivan. I'm here to help you." Mister Welch just keep on rocking. Chloe went on. "I know your not crazy because no one believe what you saw was real. But I want to say that I believe you. You see, I seen a lot of werid stuff happening around my home town. You may have heard of it, Smallville, Kansas. In the news it talked about meteors coming down and striking the town, but what they didn't say in the news were the strange things that was happening there." Welch stopped rocking. "I see I have your attention. Do you want to tell me what happen to you in the woods of 1965." Welch just stared at the floor some more. "I guess you want to hear some more to my story first. Okay, well like I said strange things started happening. The meteors had some effect to some of the towns people. They inherit some special abilities that hurt or even kill. And believe me it was scary when you had to face them. Well sometimes, no one believes me when I say that the meteors are involved in most of the crimes that happens in Smallivlle except for my friend Clark. Now Clark, he's a funny one. Especially ones you learn about his secret." Chloe mind went off the subject in hand to think about Clark and how she didn't tell him that she was leaving to search for a family that disappeared. "I wonder how he's handling it."

"What make me want to trust you just because you told me a story about your town," Welch finally said. Chloe laughed a little at the thought of hearing the word, "trust," a lot.

"Because mister Welch, I don't know if they told you yet but whatever happened to you in the woods are happening again. But this time no one was found like you. I believe if you know something then it could help me find out who is doing this and stop them before someone goes missing again. Trusting me is your best bet right now and for others who are going to go missing."

Welch just stared up at her before looking around the room. He lowered his hands from the fold he was making eariler and shakily put them on the table.

"I was walking in the woods late that night looking for woods for my cabin. I lived in the woods with my wife and our unborn son, Michael Jr. I was only out there to get the woods because of the cold weather that was coming in. That night I hear a woman singing. I followed her voice and I saw her standing their holding a baby in her hands. She was rocking it asleep. I asked her what she was doing out here without a jacket because all she was wearing was a nightgown. She told me that she was lost and was scared to walk the woods alone. I offered to help her find her way home being I'm a nice guy." Chloe smiled. "When we reached her cabin, she asked do I want to come in for some coffee, but I couldn't because I had to get back home to my wife. But she keep assisting. So I went in and..."

Chloe looked puzzled once Welch stopped talking. He was looking scared and tears begin to form in his eyes. "Mister Welch, are you okay." He looked up to her and went on.

"It was empty. The cabin was empty and I turned to her and she was gone. I went to leave and there was a forced that knocked me down and pulled me towards the wall. I couldn't see anything because I was up against the wall, but I heard the foot steps. It was coming toward me. Suddenly I found myself sitting in a chair and staring at a face. A face so angery and monsterous. It looked like the devil itself."

"Are you telling me that you saw the devil."

"I saw something that resemble it. A demon of some sort," he said loudly. Chloe looked around but no one was looking at them. "So what happened,' Chloe asked.

"It just stared at me. I was scared, scared of what it'll do to me and scared that I won't see my family again. I tried to get out of the seat to run but I couldn't move. It smiled at me before changing into something I wouldn't see in a long time."

"Who?"

"My father. My father died of a heart attack a year ago. I never thought to see his face again. He smiled at me with his dull teeth and crocked smile. My worst nightmare was standing in front of me. My father was an abuser with words, a drunk and a low life. I hated him for being my father but I feared him. It wasn't until I was eightteen when I left him. To see him again brought back all those feelings. The demon knew what to do to torture me. My father begin to yell at me and calling me worstless. Over and over it was like reliving my younger years." Tears felled from Welch's eyes. Chloe looked down to hold back the tears Welch was causing her. She looked back up and gave Welch an sincere look.

"How did you excaped?"

"I don't know. My father was yelling at me until he told me that I wasn't going to amount to anything. I started thinking about my wife and unborn child. They were my life and not seeing them again made me sick to my stomach. I told him that I did mount to something and it was them. My loving family and that you're trying to bring me down with you because my mom left you because you was worstless, not me. He snerded at me and soon, what was my father was now the creature I saw before. He was mad and I could feel a pressure building on top of me. It keep yelling, fear is a weakness and your weakness is what I devour. He ran toward me with his mouth open and everything went back. When I woke up, I was in the woods. I stayed there frighten. His words kept playing over and over in my head. I felt as if I was still in that room with my father and the that creature. When police found me, I was going into shock and hallicinating. The doctors checked me and feed me but I won't say anything. I freaked out once I had a nightmare about my father again and the words came spilling out my mouth. Fear is a weakness and your weakness is what I devour. They put me in here so I won't hurt anyone or myself."

"Mister Welch, I think what happened to you is happening again. I think with your help, you can help me find the cabin it brought you too and stop it."

"No one can stop it," he said panicing. "No one can stop it. I was lucky but it's my fault that he's back again."

"No mister Welch it's not. It's still taking people even after it took you, but help me find it."

"It's my fault," he begin yelling. "Fear is a weakness and your weakness is what I devour. Fear is a weakness and your weakness is what I devour. Fear..." Welch kept saying until a man in scrub came and grabbed him. He held him down until a man with a white over coat came and gave him a shot. The nurse pulled Chloe back and walked her to the door.

"I'm sorry miss Welch but it's time for you to leave now. Again sorry about your grandfather."

Chloe nod and watched as the nurse went to help settle Welch down. With one last look, Chloe walked out.

Sam and Dean were in the lobby waiting for Chloe to come out. It been ten minutes and nothing so far. Sam was looking through the magazines while Dean stared at the clock the entire time. He was getting axious and Sam knew it.

"You might as well stop looking at the clock. It's no telling when she's coming out. Besides, what makes you think she's going to tell us anything. We don't trust her remember. Well you don't."

Dean stood up and looked down the hall where Chloe and the nurse went. He looked back at Sam and he shook his head.

"The nerve of her, walking in like she own the place. Where do she get off."

"Like I said stubborn like you,' Sam whispered but smiled once he said it. "Face it Dean, we need help and Chloe is it. Look outside your grudge against reporters and let her help us."

"It'll be a cold day in hell before I let her..."

"What," a voice said behind him.

Dean turned around and it was Chloe. She was looking at him with interest in what he was talking about. Sam got up from his chair and walked over to them.

"What did you find out," asked Sam.

"Some interesting stuff, actually," Chloe said walking towards the door with Sam and Dean following her. "Mr. Welch was a big help."

"What did he say," asked Dean looking interested.

"Well it was huge and a lot of details."

"Like what," Dean said getting annoyed.

"A lot," she said reaching her car. She was about to open the door until Dean stepped in front of her, slamming the door from her hand.

"Alright quit the chit chatter and tell us what he said," Dean said with anger.

"Dean," Sam said rushing over to Chole's side.

"What Sam, she's obviously toying with us and this isn't a time for playing. A lot of people are going to get hurt just because she want in on our little fun. She probably don't have nothing and just saying she does."

Chloe shot him a narrow looked and chuckled a little. "You know if it wasn't for Sam, I would of exposed you guys for the frauds you are but no I trust him and being the nice person I am, I wouldn't do that to him or you. You simply can't stand people helping you because you don't trust them."

"Chloe..." Sam tried to interrupt.

"No Sam, he should hear this," Chloe said looking at Sam. She turned back around to face Dean. "You may not want my help but right now you're in a slump and I'm the only person right now with enough information to help you. I'm not the enemy here. So put your guard down and trust someone other then your family, for once."

All was silence.. Nothing was said except for the stares they were giving each other. Chloe was looking at Dean and he was looking at her. Sam was looking at the both of them and waiting to see what would happen. Finally Dean let out a small grin and looked down. He breathe in a little and tilt his head once he looked back up.

"Sammy let go," he said walking off.

"What, why Dean. Chloe is right you need to trust more people Dean."

"Sam get in the car now."

Sam gave Dean a hard stare and shook his head. He looked back at Chloe who was looking from Sam to Dean.

"Sam come on," Dean said from in the car as he started it up.

"Chloe...," Sam begined.

"No Sam, it's okay. Obviously, he's not going to trust me. I'll give you a full statement of what Michael Welch said tonight," she said holding up a tape recorder. You should go."

Sam gave her a heart felt smile before walking towards the impala and getting in. They drove off and Chloe got into her car and sat in it awhile. She hit the steer wheel and laid her head down on it.

"Chloe you're blowing it," She said to herself. Lifting her head off the wheel, she turn on the car and left the hospital.

AN: So what do you think of this chapter? I hope what Michael Welch was saying made sense to you. Anyway, thanks for reviewing and catch you later.