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Dean and Sam pulled up in the Impala a little before 11:30 that night. The house wasn't hard to find at all. But articles about the old house were no where to be found. The more they dug into the house the less they found. Dean was on the edge about being lied too and Sam was worried about what they were getting into. As the boys pulled over by the gravel path, a jeep was already parked there but with no one in the vehicle. Sam instantly jumped out of the car to look at the jeep as Dean walked to the back of their car and opened the trunk to get out weapons.
"Anything Sam?" Dean asked as he loaded several guns. The night was eerily quiet, not even a sound from crickets or from other cars. The sky was clear with all of the stars watching the boys from above. Dean's thoughts were racing. He knew that they could potentially be walking into a trap. They weren't even sure if Julia was okay or if Helen was lying to them. Once again they were trapped into doing the right thing.
"There are drag marks on the ground from a print that I've never seen before Dean," Sam stated. Sam walked over to the trunk as Dean started to pocket some of the guns that he had loaded. Sam grabbed a couple guns himself as he did a once over on his brother. Both of them were wearing as much black that they owned to be able to hide in the darkness of the night if they needed too.
"Let's lock and load Sammy," Dean stated. Sam knew the plan; they had gone over it in the motel before they came. If Helen was a no show, the boys would go in with guns blazing looking for Julia or the beast that took her. Both boys carried stun guns to take out Helen if she was planning a trap for them. They would go in, get out, get out of town, and then question Julia to see what she knew. From that point the boys didn't know what they were going to do. This was the first time Sam could remember that the boys were going in completely blind. But Dean's voice rang through Sam's head. 'If Julia really is hurt, you would never forgive yourself for taking off.' This was probably going to be the only instance where the two boys didn't fight about a job. If this even was a job.
Together with their guns out, the boys made their way towards the house that they still couldn't see. As they turned a corner, a new problem rose. The house had more than one level. Sam stopped walking and looked at the two story house that looked like it could cave in at any moment.
"Shit," Sam whispered. He knew what Dean was going to suggest but he didn't want to do it at all.
"We're going to have to split up Sammy," Dean whispered. Sam shook his head no. He knew his older brother was right but that didn't mean he had to agree with him. If it was a trap….flashes of the Roosevelt Asylum flashed through Sam's mind including looking down the barrel at his brother on the floor.
"We'll search the house faster. Sam, everything is going to be alright. I trust you're not going to blow a hole in my chest again," Dean stated shooting Sam a look. Sam didn't answer him right away looking embarrassed but then spoke his mind.
"I'll search the upstairs, you search the basement, and we'll do the middle floor together first. Make sure your cell phone is on," Sam finally stated. Dean nodded his head and decided not to rib his brother about taking the lead.
"Man, do I have a bad feeling about this," Dean muttered as the boys walked up to the front of the house. The boys were basically going in blind and Dean knew it. But they had to make sure that Julia was okay. There was no way Dean could live with himself if they just drove away now. The house looked like it was going to fall over if Dean kicked the door in but Dean couldn't resist and kicked the door open while Sam walked into the house first with his gun up.
"What do you think Dean?" Sam asked. Dean smirked trying to keep the sarcasm down a notch but he couldn't. The house was rotting from the inside out. Everything was covered in dust. Sheets covered old furniture and mirrors were cracked everywhere. Dean struck a pose in a mirror cracked and gave Sam a grin in it.
"I think its time to redecorate," Dean whispered as they both walked around the house carefully. Quickly they swept the ground floor. Dean whispered a good luck to his brother and headed down to the basement. The smell of dampness reached Dean's nose right away. Instantly he had flashes of the night he was electrocuted.
"Stay clear of water old boy and you'll be fine," Dean said as he felt his heart beat pick up a little bit. As soon as he hit the bottom floor he was blinded by light coming from a room to his right. Dean raised his gun as he instantly headed in that direction. The door was wide open from where he was. Gun first, Dean walked into the room.
There on the floor tied was Julia. Her head hung on her chest that was barely moving. And what Dean could see from on the other side of the room, Julia was dripping wet. Dean quickly looked around the room where the lights were humming. No one else was in the room. He quickly put the gun in the back of his pants and pulled out a knife.
"Julia," Dean whispered. Her head rose slowly revealing her red cheeks, a black eye, and a huge goose egg on her head. Dean kneeled down to her to cut her free. The first thing he noticed was that she was freezing cold along with being dripping wet. Dean cut the gag that was in her mouth.
"Dean, you have to leave right now. Go upstairs and get Sammy. It's a trap. A freaking trap," Julia stated. She winced as Dean pulled on some of the ropes. Big angry bruises were staring Dean in the face.
"Did Helen do this to you?" Dean asked. His hand past open flesh, Julia was freezing, just soaking in her black tee and ripped jeans. "Why are you all wet?"
"It's Helen's little joke. I hate the cold weather so she dumped a bucket full of water and ice on me. She also beat the crap out of me with a bat if you can't tell. I'm pretty sure I have a handful of broken ribs and I'm cut open in a couple more places," Julia whispered as Dean cut the ropes. Her wrists were red and bleeding from Julia trying to get loose. Her shoulder was cut open and bleeding. She was going to need stitches in at least in one spot if not more.
"How long have you been like this? Helen said that you were taken by something evil," Dean asked as he helped Julia to her feet. She struggled to stand but Dean grabbed her arm and pulled it around his neck for leverage. Julia groaned in pain. Dean tried to find a spot to hold up Julia without causing her pain but Julia finally just grabbed his left arm with her hand pushing down to keep upright.
"She wasn't lying about that because she was the evil thing. In the parking lot of the bar is when she whacked me with something. I blacked out completely. When I woke up, I was down here in the dark all wet but standing. She came in with a bat…" Julia trailed off. Dean could understand why, she looked like she had been hit by a car. "Then she started telling me why…" Julia continued as the two slowly stopped to see Helen standing at the door with a gun.
"Well Dean, you got here a lot faster than what I thought," Helen snarled. Dean gently lowered Julia down to the ground so put himself between Helen and Julia. He walked towards her with his hands up in the air.
"What is this all about Helen? Why did you beat up your best friend…trying to get of us?" Dean asked with no fear. He had a fast draw, his stun gun in his coat and his real gun tucked in his pants.
"It's always been about Sam, Dean. Always. My cousin almost took care of him a couple weeks ago but she failed. She let him come back to you. But now I'll take care of both of you and then find John. I want the glory of killing the Winchesters. You three have been a thorn in our side for too long," Helen continued as she pointed her gun at Dean's chest. Dean felt his chest tighten up. It's always been about Sammy? A couple weeks ago was the Scarecrow job….who did Sam run into at the bus station?
"Why did you bring me into this?" Julia asked as she pulled herself up continuing to lean on Dean. Helen lowered her gun a little bit showing her hand that she was just after the brothers and not Julia.
"You were bait Julia. I could bait the boys with you. But you had to be taken down. You are physically stronger than me and smarter. And I couldn't deal with that temper of yours," Helen said. She was still holding the gun at the pair, raising it up after her explanation.
"How long Helen? How long?" Julia asked with anger. "How long have you been on the side that you and I have been fighting since high school?" Julia's left hand was in Dean's now, holding her up just for the answer. Dean didn't feel her pull out his cell phone from his pocket.
"Since before we met. I would always sabotage what we did to protect the evil that you tried to destroy," Helen whispered. Julia began to make a move to Helen. Dean grabbed Julia around her waist and put himself again between Julia and Helen.
"I cannot believe you!" Julia shouted at the top of her lungs as she fought Dean to get loose. Helen took a step back for a moment. Dean was amazed how much power Julia had behind her at the moment.
"Dean?" Dean heard Sam shout out. Dean loosened his grip on Julia letting her slide down to stand on her own.
"Sam, get out of here!" Dean shouted back but he could already see Sam coming closer. Helen whipped around with her gun. Dean reached for his. It was gone.
"Say good bye Sammy!" Helen shouted. A gunshot went off. Dean froze. His face had fear all over it. But the person that fell was not the one that Dean had thought fell at all.
Helen fell right down to her knees and then the ground. Dean stared at Sam who stood with a completely shocked look on his face.
"Did you?" Dean asked Sam. But then he realized that Sam wasn't starting at Dean but…
"Julia?" Dean turned around to see Julia with the gun still raised. She tossed Dean back his phone but kept the gun up. She was shaking quite a bit, the gun shaking pointing where she had just shot Helen. Tears were streaked down her face with hair sticking everywhere. Dean looked at Sam who was still standing shell shocked at almost being shot at. Dean gently pushed the gun down as Julia stared at Helen's body. Sam walked up with his gun still cocked and crouched next to Helen. He checked for a pulse as he looked up to Dean and Julia.
"She's still alive. I got a text from you Dean and I came down. I'm assuming that Julia did it. Thanks for the quick shot Julia," Sam stated. Julia nodded as Dean looked back and forth in shock. He couldn't believe that Julia took his gun and shot while he was standing between her and Helen. And then a shocking noise ripped through the basement. And it was coming from Helen.
"It's her cell phone," Julia stated with worry. Dean shot Sam a look before Sam pulled out her phone.
"It says Liam Jones," Sam stated as he looked at Julia for answers. She continued to stare at Helen.
"Julia, Julia, I know this is horrible you shooting Helen to save Sam but you need to snap with it. Who's Liam Jones," Dean said as he grabbed Julia's shoulders. She looked into his eyes.
"It's Old Man Jones' son. He's a cop," Julia stated. "We need to go right now." Dean whipped around at Sam.
"Jesus, she's got the cops in her pocket. We need to high tail it out of here. Julia, you're coming with us," Dean stated. She nodded between the shivering. She crossed her arms to keep warm. "Sam, pick her up and let's go."
"What?" Sam and Julia both stated at the same time. Julia stepped back and Sam dropped Helen's phone in surprised.
"Dean," Sam started but Dean held up his hand.
"Julia, you're hurt and now offense, in no state of being to make a run for it. Sam, she's just as tall as I am. Think I'll move fast with her? Stop arguing and let's go," Dean stated as he walked out of the basement. Sam shrugged and looked at Julia.
"Throw me over your shoulder and I'll kick your ass right here and now," Julia stated as she put her hands on her hips.
"Piggy-back?" Sam asked Julia. She looked like she was going to fight him some more but Dean yelling from upstairs caused Julia to hobble up to Sam as he turned around. Within moments, Julia and Sam were standing upstairs with Dean who was looking outside. Julia kept muttering things under her breath. Something about that things weren't over yet and that something was wrong.
The trio quickly went outside but when they passed Helen's red truck Julia begin to scream.
"Sam put me down, put me down right now," she shrieked. Sam dropped her in complete and total surprise. Dean turned around and grabbed her arm but Julia fought it.
"Something is wrong here!" Julia shouted as Dean tried to grab her again. Julia fell to the ground in surprise and pain that ripped through her ribs. "Helen is power hungry but not stupid. Something is still wrong. Why drag us all the way out here? Why not do this in your motel room? There's something about this house…" Sam couldn't be persuaded.
"Julia, you shot her and her cop boyfriend is calling her. If we don't get out of here we're all going to be arrested," Sam shouted back at her. Sam looked at his brother for back-up but Dean was staring at the house.
"The power is in the house," Dean whispered. Julia was already on the move away from the boys. She was walking towards the truck that sat in the front of the house. Dean and Sam both ran to her but she was faster and jumped into the truck and locked the doors.
"Julia! Don't you dare even think about what you're thinking about!" Dean shouted as he pounded on the windows. She was bent over doing something. Sam walked away from the truck looking for something to break the window. Sam suddenly heard the truck roar to life and wheel away from the swearing Dean. She sped right past Sam and into the house. Sam stood in shock as the house groaned as the middle of the house swayed. Unexpectedly, Sam saw Dean run right past him. Sam caught his arm right as the boys heard gun shots. The house began to fall in itself as more gun shots went off.
"We never took Helen's gun," Dean moaned. Then another noise entered their ears.
"Dean the truck's on fire," Sam stated as the orange flames were visible from the outside of the house. Dean began to fight Sam again to get in the house.
"She's a hunter, we have to do something!" Dean shouted. Sam held him back. The house caught on fire quicker than what the boys expected. The boys stood and watched the house go up into flames, well Sam watched as Dean still tried to fight him to get into the house. A lone figure made its way from behind the house to see the two boys.
"Well at least Dean would have saved me, Sam, you're going to have to earn brownie points," the boys heard a female state. There, standing by the side of the now burning house was Julia unscathed other than the wounds that Helen had inflicted.
"Julia!" the boys shouted out. They ran over to her as she struggled to stay standing. They both grabbed an arm and began to walk her to the car while showering her with questions.
"We have to get out of here first, then questions," Julia stated as they came up on the Impala. Dean went right for the trunk and pulled out the first aid kit.
"Awww Dean, I'm touched," Julia said as she got into the backseat. She was about to close the door when Dean climbed in with her.
"Don't, I just don't want you bleeding all over my car," Dean stated as Sam laughed and got into the front seat.
A/N: There is one more chapter to finish this story, just something to tie it up. I love Reviews to hear what you think so let me know!
