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When Reality Bites

Chapter 14 – Kill the Demon

Sam's eyes popped open a few seconds after he had allowed them to close…he reached and grabbed Dean's arm before he could get up. "Dean…you are ok with this aren't you? I mean, I know you hate it when I go off on my own to handle things…it's just…there is no other way this time…you aren't mad are you?

Dean felt tears in his eyes as he looked at the open vulnerability in his brother's face. He could understand from what Missouri had told him about the dream that Sam would need a little more reassurance from him going forward. "Sam, the truth is I don't like the plan, but I understand that it is the only way we can beat this bastard…I'm not mad Sam, just worried. Please do me a favor?"

"Sure Dean…what?"

"Just be careful and come back to me ok? I couldn't handle it if you didn't come back." Dean said softly

"Dean…remember what you said to me when I thought you had died…well the same holds true for you…I'm not saying anything will happen, but if it does…you have to go on without me!" Sam pulled Dean closer, almost afraid to let him go.

"Well…I'm sure it's not going to come to that…you need to relax Sam and just worry about remembering the banishing spell…I'll be here when you come back!" Dean gently patted Sam on the shoulder and sat back in the chair, holding Sam's good hand.

Sam closed his eyes, willing himself to relax. The truth was that he was scared…not being able to tell what was real verses the dream had shaken him up more than he wanted to admit. Every time he saw Dean, he had to quell the fear that lurked under the surface. After a few moments, Sam felt himself falling asleep, aided by the weakened state of his body and the comforting feel of his brother's hand in his own.

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Dean sighed as he watched his brother struggle to get to sleep. After a few moments, he could tell from his brother's even breathing that he had finally succumbed to the overwhelming need to sleep. Dean gently removed his hand from Sam's and once again patted him gently on the shoulder…"You fight Sammy and I'll do my part!"

Missouri watched the two boys and felt herself tearing up. Those two were so close, heaven help her if one of them lost the other. She could feel the intensity of emotion surrounding the two men. She wasn't sure if either one could survive without the other…damn John Winchester, he had created this situation…yet he was never around to pick up the pieces.

"Missouri?" Dean called softly as he walked away from Sam's bed. "How long do you think it will take?"

"I don't know…but as soon as we see signs that Sam in having a nightmare…we need to act. Theresa, are you ready?" Missouri smiled at the young girl, trying to encourage her.

"Yes, I'm ready" Theresa got up and went to take Dean's position by Sam. She would do whatever she could to help this man and his brother.

"Ok then, now for the hard part…we wait" Missouri sighed and prayed that their plan would work.

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The demon was in the next room, waiting when he felt the young man slip into deep sleep. "At last, tonight we will have something special for you Sam…tonight you will give in and I will be able to continue to feed on you until you die….no one will be able to help you tonight!"

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Sam woke up with Dean still sitting beside him, holding his hand. "I'm sorry Dean…I guess I need to be a little more tired before I can get some sleep." Sam yawned as he tried to sit up, this time mindful of his bad hand.

Dean smiled and helped Sam sit upright against the headboard. "No problem bro'…we have plenty of time." Theresa was standing slightly behind Dean with a smile on her face. Dean wasn't paying any attention to her as he concentrated on Sam.

As Sam looked at Theresa, her blue eyes turned a dark shade of black. "Dean watch…"

As quick as lightening, Theresa pulled a blade from behind her and slit Dean's throat in one motion. Dean looked in astonishment at Sam, trying to speak, but no words would come. Sam watched in horror as his brother's eyes slowly lost any sign of life.

Missouri headed over to help, but was thrown against the wall with a flick of Theresa's slender hand. "Did you think that I would not have figured out your plan old woman! I have been lying here in wait, waiting for the time when I could do the final joining with our friend here. He doesn't need to be asleep for me to attack him…in fact, now that he knows about me…it is easier!"

Sam rolled off the bed, groaning as his tired muscles reminded him that they were there. The tears in his eyes were falling as he looked in horror at the dead body of his brother…this couldn't be happening…before Sam could move to check on Missouri, Theresa reached out and knocked him against the wall, pinning him there. Sam could feel himself weakening…it was almost too much to bear, but he promised Dean he wouldn't give up if…God, what was he going to do without his brother!"

"Now we'll see who is the strongest one…I'm going to take you away with me Sam…somewhere that no one will be able to find you and help you. Eventually, you will be mine…such power, I should be able to feed on you for many days before your body gives out!"

Sam struggled as he realized that he had a funny feeling…something didn't feel right…he looked towards the door of the hotel room and noticed that the salt ring was no longer present. This is a dream, Sam thought as he felt himself fall to the floor, groaning as he landed on his bad hand.

"You're not taking me anywhere you bastard!" growled Sam as he tried to stand and face the demon in Theresa's form.

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Dean watched as tears began running down Sam's face. He jumped when he heard his brother moan "No…not Dean…no…please, I can't…Missouri!"

Missouri placed a calming hand on Dean's arm. She nodded at Theresa and then closed her eyes concentrating…after a few moments her eyes opened "Gotcha…come on Dean!"

Dean almost lost Missouri as she raced out the door…he never realized the woman could move that fast. "Do you want to just sit there and make crude remarks…or do you want to catch that Demon, boy!" Missouri called as she turned, closing her eyes once more, trying to feel where the demon was hiding.

Dean grabbed his bag and began to follow Missouri. "Theresa, be careful…and thanks!"

Theresa took a deep breath and reached for Sam's wrist. She closed her eyes and began the journey into Sam's unconscious mind. At first, she felt a resistance, it was almost as if something was trying to keep her away. Then it dawned on her…the demon knew she was coming. Theresa pulled back in fear.

Theresa shook her head and took a deep breath as she watched Sam battle. His face was lined with pain as the tears and sweat poured down his face. Damn it she thought, this bastard had made her life a living hell for two months…she was not going to let him win again. Theresa took a cleansing breath and tried once again, this time using her anger to break through.

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Missouri walked slowly, feeling her way with her mind. As she approached the door to the room next to Sam, she stopped and nodded to Dean. Dean quietly pulled out his lock picks and opened the door. Inside he could see the silhouette of a man, sitting on the floor. Dean quietly entered the room and stopped when he saw the black eyes of the demon staring at him.

"Hurry up boy…he can't really see you…he's with your brother!" Missouri could feel that Theresa had joined with Sam, but she didn't like the weakness she felt from the boy. "Hurry Dean…Sam is getting weaker…we have to get this part done and fast!"

Dean quickly pulled out the salt container and surrounded the demon in salt. Missouri began the banishment chant. The demon's body began to jerk and smoke. Dean ducked as an object sailed past his head. He took up a guard position next to Missouri…deflecting any objects that might come too close to her. Missouri seemed to not notice what was going on around her as she continued the chant. As Missouri finished the chant, she smiled as she saw the physical form of the demon break into flames and burn. "Well that's done…now let's go help Sam!"

As Dean and Missouri entered the room, they were shocked to see both Sam and Theresa laying on the floor with fixed expressions on their faces…Missouri touched Sam gently "Oh no, you poor child!" was all she said as her tears began to fall.

TBC

Raven524: Ok, I know…another cliff hanger. I can hear the groans out there now…but never fear, the next chapter is already under way…let me know if you like it so far! Just R&R!