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Home Sweet House

Chapter 17 – Evil Revealed

Dean watched helplessly as his brother moaned and tossed on the sofa. He would have done anything to save his brother from the torment he was obviously experiencing. While he was waiting for Sam to come back from where ever he was; Dean had begun to read the journal he found in the upstairs bedroom. His face paled as he continued to read through the pages. Drake had spent a great deal of time writing about his latest subject. "Oh my God" Dean exclaimed as he came to a passage in the journal.

"What is it Dean…what does it say?" Nick asked as he came back into the room with the last of the ice from the party. He had been helping Dean create cool compresses to help bring down Sam's raging fever.

"Nick…you said that Sam would experience whatever had happened to Marie?"

"That's what Sam told me…he will experience it as if he was there…I don't know that I would have had the courage to do what he is doing…from the little I was able to get from Marie…the torture used on her was pretty bad." Nick glanced at the pain filled face of Sam, shuddering at what he must be going through.

Dean's eyes swelled with tears…tears of frustration, tears for the young girl whose only crime was to have an ability that no one understood and tears for his proud brother who was willing to go through hell to protect him and everyone else.

"What is it Dean…does the journal give us any idea on how to destroy the evil in this house?" Nick didn't like the defeated look he saw pass over Dean's face.

"No, but it does give great detail into what Sam must be enduring…I don't know how Sam is going to survive this…I can see why Marie went insane…how anyone could do…" Dean went over to sit beside Sam, hoping that somehow he could feel his presence.

Sam's moans became louder "No…please…no…don't hurt me anymore…I'm begging you!"

"What is happening to him?" Nick watched as tears began to fall down Sam's pain lined face.

"The bastard tortured her, pretty much using the same things that Marie used on Sam…only it was for a longer period of time…the only difference was that he also used her for his own sick pleasure…Nick…Marie was raped more than once by the sick bastard!" Dean could feel the bile rising in his throat. "I don't know how, but before this is over…I'm going to make that sick bastard pay!"

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Sam was tied to the cleric's bed, his body bloodied and burned. The pain was beyond belief, and yet he continued to fight the cleric. Sam felt tears running down his cheeks, the same tears that he knew Marie must have shed for the loss of her innocence. Sam could feel Marie losing control…losing herself as the degradation and torture of her mind and body continued. As the cleric rose from the bed and began to dress after his latest conquest, he turned and looked down on the young woman sobbing in his bed.

"Soon you will be released from this life to serve me…I have placed a curse on this house so that anyone who dies within these walls, will be trapped here forever. Once you have died, you will retain your physical form and I will be able to live on in you. Tonight…during the festival of All Hallows Eve, you will be the first sacrifice…you will be the instrument of my immortality!"

Sam/Marie groaned "I will not let you take control of me…you may kill me, but you will never reside in my body…do you hear me…I will not let" Sam felt the blow to Marie's face as the cleric began to use his fists on the unprotected girl. Once again, Sam felt the girl losing consciousness…he just hoped that this nightmare was almost over…he could also feel himself weakening as well.

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Dean didn't like the quietness that had taken over Sam's body. His brother was barely breathing and his pulse was getting weaker. "Damn it Sammy…fight it! Don't you dare die on me!" Dean gently shook his brother's shoulder hoping to get some kind of response. It had only been a couple of hours, but to Dean it seemed a lifetime. Dean checked his watch…only 3 more hours until dawn…if they could just last until then, maybe whatever was keeping them in the house, would be weaker.

Suddenly, as if the house sensed that time was running out, a huge wind picked up, tossing objects around the room and narrowly missing the men huddled by Sam. Dean quickly pulled Sam onto the floor and covered him with his body…trying to prevent any of the flying objects from doing any more damage. Nick was crouching under a nearby table.

"Any idea on how to stop this?" Nick yelled as he ducked from a large candle stick.

"Not a clue…but I don't think the house can keep it up for long…at least I hope not!" Dean yelped as a sharp object hit his back. "Come on Sammy…you need to wake up!" Dean said as he continued to shield his brother's body. The attack didn't make sense; while the wind was able to hurt them…Dean didn't think that it was strong enough to do any major damage. It was almost as if the house was afraid…Dean smiled…of course, the house was trying to scare them into waking Sam up…Sam must be close to finding out what they needed. "Hold on Sammy…I'll protect you! We are going to end this bastard's life tonight little brother…you just fight!"

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Sam felt the moment that Marie died…the blade piercing her heart with savage cruelty. He also felt Marie's horror at finding herself trapped in the house in the ghula's body. As she stood before Drake, he could feel her hatred and her fear.

"The time has come…you will let me in and I will live forever. Once I have possessed you, I will remove the curse and be free to live on for eternity." Drake placed his hand on Sam/Marie's head trying to force his essence into the unwilling host. The pain was almost unbearable…but Sam felt Marie's strength…she blocked the possession with a strength of will that Sam had to admire.

"You bitch!" Drake screamed as he fell back onto the floor, repelled by the ghula. "You think you have won! You are only prolonging your pain…you will be cursed to repeat the ceremony, experiencing it each year on All Hallows Eve until you allow me to possess that which I seek!"

Sam now understood why Marie had done what she did. He also understood that unless he could find a way to break the curse…none of the spirits would be able to flee. He saw the torment through Marie's eyes as each year she was forced to relive her torture. "Marie…you have to show me one more thing" thought Sam as he felt himself getting weaker…he knew he should probably end this, but he had to know what happened to Drake.

Sam watched as the cleric was writing yet again in his journal. He was much older now and looked sick. Sam could see the fever in the man, sapping the witch's strength. Drake turned his journal over and carefully removed the leather on the back of the book. Inside the cover, were pages from a book, carefully folded and hidden from anyone who was seeking them.

"I can feel my death approaching and yet you still deny me…in all these years, I have not found another that can take your place. But I am nothing if not patient. You will continue to be cursed until I am also free…with this spell I will be bound to this house, waiting until the right moment to possess you. Tonight after the sacrifice, you will perform one more task…you will take my body and place it in the secret passage behind the fireplace in the ballroom."

Sam could feel Marie shudder as she watched the life fade from the cleric's eyes. Only to be replaced by the sense of evil that now resided within the wall of the house. "Gotcha!" thought Sam as he felt himself being pulled back into his own mind and body.

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The wind in the house had died down and there was an eerie silence as if the house was waiting for something. Dean groaned at the new bruises that had been added to his already sore back. He gently lifted Sam back onto the sofa. He reached once again for the wet cloth to clean Sam's face. As he reached to pull the quilt up higher on Sam's body, he jumped as his brother grabbed his arm.

"Sammy…Sam…can you hear me?" Dean cupped Sam's chin in has hands, willing Sam's eyes to open.

Sam was so tired, he didn't know if he would have the strength to do what needed to be done. Looking at the tormented face of Marie, he gathered himself for one more try to reach consciousness. "Dean?" Sam groaned as he felt the pain in his own body once more. It was so hot and yet his body shivered with cold. Sam opened his eyes and saw the joy on his big brother's face.

"Welcome back little brother…just so you know, I hope you get better real quick…because I'm going to kick your ass for this little stunt!" Dean said trying to hide the fear he had felt.

Sam blinked, tears forming in his eyes as he looked at his brother's angry face. "I'm sorry Dean…please…don't be mad…please…don't go away…I need you!" Sam was beginning to get lost again in the fog created by the fever and damage done to his body. He looked away, feeling once again that he had failed his brother. The insecurity and fears from his brush with the dream demon, once again resurfacing in Sam's weakened mind.

"Shit" Dean thought as he kicked himself for over reacting. He had forgotten about how vulnerable Sam might be…especially with the trauma's that his mind and body had just endured. "Shhhh…Sammy…you know I would never leave you!" Dean gently wiped the tears from Sam's face, forcing his brother to meet his eyes. "Now, tell me what you learned…we don't have much time little brother…it's almost dawn and I have a feeling that things will get worse if we don't have this solved by then."

Sam tried to focus, but it was hard. Shaking his head he tried to sit up "Dean…we have to find Drake's journal and I know where his bones are…we need to release the house from the curse and then burn the bones of the bastard…he was a witch Dean…we need to banish him before he can possess Marie!"

"But Sam…is Marie still inside you? You need to let her go, according to Cedrick, if she is still in your mind after dawn…she will remain there!"

"No, Dean, she has to remain here until we banish the witch…she is not strong enough now to resist Drake…she needs me to help her repel him this time…you have to…argh! Sam gripped his head as pain once again ran through his body.

"Hello Sam…let me introduce myself…I'm Drake!"

TBC