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Chapter 25: We Meet Face to Face

Chloe finally made it to the woods, before it got dark. When she saw the impala parked a few yards away from the Parker's house she parked next to it. She stepped out of her car and moved with haste toward the back. Opening her trunk, she pulled out a flashlight. She smiled when she cut it on and off to make sure it was working. Closing the trunk, she went to the black impala's trunk.

"Sorry guys but I'm going to need somethings from your trunk," Chloe said picking the lock of the trunk. When she finally unlock it, she obversed the content of what it held. "Wow," Chloe said examining the items inside. It was dark last time when the brothers opened the trunk. She couldn't see what was all inside because it was dark and plus the boys were blocking her point of view. With one last look in the truck, she grabbed a shot gun and a machete. Looking over the machete again, she held it tight in her hand and closed the trunk. "I think I'm going to need this...I hope." With a click of the flashlight to turn it on, she headed out into the woods.

It has been half an hour now and Sam been walking, jogging, and running in the woods searching for the demon. And still nothing. He stopped a little to take a breather and a drink of water. He looked up at the sky and can see that the sky was almost dark. He looked down at his watch and saw that it was only five o'clock. He let out a deep sigh and started walking. "This is crazy," Sam said to himself. "Dean, you better be there when I do or..." He was interrupted by a snap of a branch. He swirl around to look behind him and there was nothing. Remembering the deer Dean and him encounter before, he breathe a relief, but also remembering the demon, he held up his gun. Carefully he scan the area again and again until he was satisfied that there was nothing there. "Get a grip Sam," he said rubbing his temple. He looked down at his watch again and only ten minutes had passed. Looking around one more time, he held back to the clearing where they were suppose to meet.

Dean was checking his watch and the sky. It was dark now and still no sign of the demon. "Come on you bastard, show yourself," he said looking around. He now held a flashlight in one hand and his pistol in the other as he walked further ahead. Before it get dark Dean. Sam voice ran through his head. He ignore it and kept on going. Again, his brother's words came to his head. "Damn it Sam," he said stopping. He looked behind him and in front of him, deciding on which way he was going to go. "Safety in numbers, protect your brother, blah blah blah," Dean said remembering his father words while heading back to the clearing. He knew they were both right even though he really want this demon dead so much right now. He heard a branch snapped and stopped instinctly. He turned around and pointed his gun. There was nothing around him and he swore under his breath. He looked around one more time and started walking again. His thought went to his brother and his foot steps quickened. "I'm coming Sammy."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Chloe said shining the flashlight in front of her.

Twenty minutes have passed and still no sound of the Winchesters. Darkness was everywhere and the flashlight wasn't doing anything to help her. How do I know if they didn't just turned around and left or if they went another way, Chloe thought to herself. "They wouldn't leave another soon to be victim into the demon's hands that's why. Plus, they wouldn't leave me out here once they find my car. Boy are they going to be mad," she said smiling at the thought. She kept on walking until she walked into a clearing. It was almost a welcome opening for the demon to get to you. The moon light shined upon it like the center of a bullseye. She walked up to the spot and looked around. She heard some ruffling of bushes and squatted down a little. No breeze was out so there was no assuming that it was the wind. She looked around some more and again ruffling of bushes. "Oh no," Chloe said when she saw a figure in the dark. She ran to the nearest tree and held up the shot gun. The figure moved pass the bushes and into the clearing. It moved slowly as it got to the spot in the middle. Narrowing her eyes to fully see who the figure was, she didn't notice someone was behind her.

"What are you doing here," the voice said behind her. Chloe jump from behind the tree and into the clearing. She pointed the gun behind her but dropped it when she noticed it was Dean.

"Dean, you scared me."

"I repeat, what are you doing here?"

"I...," Chloe was soon interrupted by someone walking behind her. She turned around and saw Sam looking at her with concern.

"What are you doing here Chloe? You shouldn't be here," he said.

"I...it's a long story."

"Well give us the short version," Dean said checking his pistol.

"Okay well, I was in my room when I recieved a phone call from," she laughed a little. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you, but I recieved a phone call from a psychic. Her name is Missouri and she..."

"Missouri," both Sam and Dean said in unison.

Chloe looked shock. "I presume you heard of her," she asked looking at the two Winchesters.

"You have no idea," Dean said looking at his brother, who got the messenge his brother was sending him.

"What did she want? I mean she's not the type of person who just would call out of the blue without a reason," Sam asked.

"Yeah and it's a good reason or else I wouldn't be out here...," Chloe was interrupted again by Dean shushing her.

He pointed his flashlight in the direction of where he heard some noise and began to walk toward it. Sam and Chloe was right behind him. They were all line along each other behind some bushes when they spotted a dark figure in the woods. It was dragging something behind it. Dean carefully put down the bag he was carrying and pulled out some bullets. The same bullets he was going to use on the demon the first time. The same bullets that were filled with holy water. He threw some to Sam and started replacing the ones inside his gun with the new bullets. Chloe looked from one winchesters to the other and pulled out the gun she was holding. Dean snatched the gun away from her and rolled his eyes.

"You stay here," he whispered.

"What," she said. "How are you to know if that's the demon and not someone dragging a bag of logs?"

"Only one way to find out," he said slowly standing up. Sam was following his brother steps.

Dean was going in front of the figure while Sam took position behind it. When Dean knew Sam was in position, he jumped out in front of the figure and pointed his gun up to the figure.

"Hey, what you got there," Dean asked.

The figure stopped what he was doing and stood straighter. The dark still consume everything so there was no way in seeing the figure. He was shaped like a man in the dark, wearing a coat with a hood. Dean shine his light up toward the figure face but the hood shadowed his face.

"It's not safe to be walking in these woods at night," Dean went on. Still no reply from the man. Getting annoyed, Dean cocked his gun and moved closer. So did Sam. The man held out his hand to stopped them and they did. Chloe was looking from behind the bushes as they all stood there. She wasn't liking it one bit. She chewed on her bottom lip to calm her nerve as she tried to figure out what to do. The man dropped whatever he was carrying and turned so he was facing Chloe. Chloe sunk in some air as the man was facing her. Stunned and confused, Sam and Dean watched as the man lifted his hands up to his hood and pulled it down. Their grip on their guns tighten once the hood dropped to the man shoulders. Chloe was standing up with confusion and shock written on her face. Dean and Sam saw her and Dean lifted his flashlight towards the man's face and frozed.

"Bob," Sam said, almost as a whisper.

Bob smiled at them before his eyes turned red.

"In the flesh," he sneered.

Within seconds he was in front of Chloe and was holding her up by the arms. Chloe was stuggling to get free but the pain in her right arm wasn't helping her. Dean fired his pistol at Bob's leg and he yell in agony. Letting go of Chloe he turned to face Dean. Dean was about to fire again but Bob was already in front of him and swipping the gun away from him. He grabbed Dean by the throat and threw him in a tree, causing Dean to hit his back against it and sliding down. Sam took this time to fire his gun but missed. Bob dodged his fire and ran toward him. Tackling him down to the ground. Bob had his hands around Sam's neck and squeezing just a little. He leaned over a little so he was only a inch away from him and smile. He sniffed Sam and his smile grew bigger. "Your fear is your weakness," Bob said. Sam was struggling to get free but Bob's grip grew tighter. A few feet away, Chloe was getting up and saw Bob on top of Sam. She looked around her for any weapons and saw a big log instead. Desperate, she grabbed the log and launch toward Bob. Bob saw her coming and blocked her attempt to hit him. With one hand still around Sam's neck, he grabbed Chloe's wrist and threw her across the bushes. Dean was still down against the tree with the wind knocked out of him. He struggled to his feet when he heard Chloe scream and his brother grasping for air. "Sam," he yelled seeing his brother laying limp on the ground. "Sam," he yelled even louder, running to his brother. He checked his pulse and there indeed was one. He looked around and didn't see Chloe or Bob around. "Chloe," he yelled. "Chl...," he was stopped by someone hitting him acrossed his head. Spots was the last thing he saw before total darkness. Bob was standing over the two Winchesters with a smile on his face. He grabbed each boys by the ankle and dragged them.

Chloe stood up holding her right arm and looking around. No one was in sight.

"Sam...Dean." There was no answer. She ran back to where she last saw them and again called out for them. No answer. She looked around again and only found the bag Dean was carrying and the weapons they were holding. Picking them up, she put the guns and machete inside the bag, she grabbed the flashlight and begin to search for Sam and Dean.

AN: Now that I wrote this chapter, I think I have three more chapters to go from this. I don't know, it might change later on. Anyway, red and review please.