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Home Sweet House

Chapter 19 – Final Show Down

Sam groaned as he opened his eyes. He could still feel the cleric inside him, trying to take control of his mind. He watched as Marie headed towards Nick and Dean. "At least she is free" he thought as he shook his head. He knew that the only way to get rid of the cleric was to return him to the place that bound him…he had to get him back into the house and then…hopefully, the cleric's spell that bound him to the house would do it's work.

Sam thought about calling to Dean, but he knew that time was short and an argument would take too much effort. Sam rose unsteadily to his feet…staggering back toward the house. Keeping his mind focused on reaching the house, Sam ignored the pain in his body. There would be time to rest later…he hoped!

Sam could feel the cleric fighting to keep him from the house…he could sense his fear. Sam fell to his knees outside the door as the pain in his head intensified. Once again, Sam shook his head and standing, calmly walked into the house. He stood in the hallway, waiting…hoping for the release he thought would come.

"Damn you boy…you may have been able to resist me, but you will not escape me!" Drake screamed as he left Sam and merged with the house once more.

Sam fell to his knees again, panting as he heard the door behind him slam shut. Wearily, Sam stood and walked towards the door, not surprised to find that he could not open it. "Great…the spirit is gone, but now I'm trapped again…can this day get any better?" Sam said to the empty room.

Sam heard pounding on the door and his brother's frantic voice. "Sammy…Sammy…damn it answer me!"

"Dean…I'm ok…ah…but I can't get the door open!" Sam called through the closed doorway.

"Great observation Einstein…why in the hell did you go back inside?" Dean was trying to use his lock picks, but once again was having no luck.

"Dean…don't get mad…I had to…it was the only way to get rid of Drake…he is bound to this house by his own spell…he cannot leave the house. Can you get me out of here?" Sam hated the pleading sound in his voice, but he was at the end of his rope. He slid slowly to the ground in front of the door, fighting to stay conscious.

"Hold on Sammy…I'm going to the car to get the ax…I'll be right back…don't go anywhere…I mean it this time!"

Sam could hear Dean leaving. He reached for the door as if it could give him the comfort he craved. He just wanted it to be over.

"You want it to end hunter…all you have to do is let me back in…I can help you!"

"NO! I will not let you back in…I will stop you!" Sam cried as he held his head. He felt like he was going to be sick…his body was going to give out before Dean could get to him.

"All I have to do is wait Sam…you're body will betray you…once you lose consciousness…you will be mine!"

Sam shook his head and looked around for something to help him.. Suddenly he remembered the bag that Dean had brought with him…if he could find it…there might be a chance. Getting to his feet once more, Sam staggered back to the room that Dean had left him in before. He almost laughed when he spotted the bag lying on the floor in front of the Sofa.

Reaching inside the bag, Sam grabbed a bottle of water and a couple of pain pills. He took a moment to down them as he reached back into the bag. Sam looked at the sofa and smiled…perfect! He pulled a can of lighter fluid from the bag along with a lighter. Sam soaked the Sofa and the chair in the room with the fluid before he stepped back and threw the lighter onto the sofa.

"You will die with me!" Drake screamed in Sam's mind as the flames spread quickly throughout the room. Sam coughed from the smoke as he headed back to the front door…he hoped that his brother could come up with a way to get inside…otherwise he would be toast.

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Dean ran back to the car, jumping in he drove the car up to the front door…worse case, he would use his beloved car as a battering ram to get to his brother. Dean went to the trunk and grabbed an ax and a crow bar. Nick had joined him on the porch. "What can I do to help?"

"Here, see if you can pry the boards off this window as I chop through" Dean began chopping at the wood shutters, trying to get to the window. As he worked he stopped and almost lost it when he saw the smoke coming from the house. "Sammy…hold on Sammy…I'm coming!" Dean resumed chopping as Nick pried the boards free.

Dean used the ax to break the glassfrom the window and without a second thought, climbed into the inferno inside. The smoke was so thick that Dean wasn't able to see very far. Praying that Sam had listened to him just this once, he used the wall to guide him towards the front door. As he moved, he could feel the heat from the house…it wouldn't be long before the whole place went up. "Sammy…Sammy…can you hear me?"

"Dean!" A choked cry came from just in front of him. Dean almost tripped over the figure huddled on the floor next to the door. Sam tried to stand, but his strength had left him…he could barely breath. "Dean, you have to…have to get…Drake can get me if I black out…" Sam continued to cough, trying to catch his breath.

"Hold on Sammy, we don't have time to waste…this might hurt a little, but it's the quickest way!" Dean reached over and placed Sam across his shoulders, cringing when he heard his brother's moan as he jostled his wounded chest and arm. "Stay with me Sammy!"

Dean felt his way back the way he had come using the wall for a guide. By now the fire had almost reached the front door. In a few moments, both boys would be trapped. Dean moved a little faster as he saw the light from the window directly ahead. Without stopping, he dumped Sam through the window and dived through right after him…the flames right at his heals.

Nick had grabbed Sam and was already pulling him to safety as Dean landed on the porch. Rolling quickly, Dean got to his feet and helped Nick drag Sam off the porch and into the grass. Sam was coughing and holding his chest, he was having trouble catching his breath…but he was still conscious.

"Sammy?" Dean asked as he looked into the glazed eyes of his brother.

"He's gone Dean…he's gone" Sam said softly as his eyes closed, finally giving into the blackness that had been calling to him.

Dean reached over and sighed as he felt a steady pulse. "Come on Nick…I don't know about you, but I don't think I want to be here when the fire department shows up!" Lifting Sam again, Dean carefully placed his brother on the back seat of the impala. Nick groaned as he lowered himself into the passenger seat. The adrenaline he had been running on finally giving out as his head dropped to his chest.

Dean smiled as he climbed into the driver's seat. "Ok kids…time to get out of here!" Dean started the car and headed back towards the hotel. Nick raised his head as he felt the car begin to move. "Dean…are you going to stop at the hospital…because, if so, just let me off and I'll catch a cab back to my place."

Dean looked sideways at Nick. "Why? Afraid of hospitals?"

"No, but I don't have insurance and well, let's just say I try to keep a low profile…hospitals keep records and I don't need to leave a trail." Nick sighed as he looked out the window. He had been on the run so long, sometimes he wished the demon would just catch him and be done with it.

"Don't worry Nick…Sam and I try to avoid hospitals as well. I'm hoping that all Sam will need is some rest. As soon as I get back to the hotel, I'm going to check us out and grab our stuff. Then I'll drop you off at your place before we leave town."

"Where will you go?" Nick asked curious about the two men who had saved his life.

"I'm not sure, probably another hotel…I just want to get somewhere safe where I can take care of Sam" Dean looked in the rear view mirror with a worried look. The kid really looked bad…if he had to, he would take Sam to a hospital…but it would be in another town...he had his fill of this place."

Nick looked out the window for a few moments and came to a decision. "Ah…Dean, I know someplace that you can use until Sam gets well…it's a cabin that I use when I need to get away. It's not far from here, but it's secluded…you can go there and rest."

"What about you Nick…it's probably not smart for you to stick around here much longer either." Dean watched as Nick struggled…he could understand his hesitancy to trust strangers…after all, he didn't know Dean or Sam that well.

"Ok…but I need to stop at my place and grab my things!"

A few hours later, the black Impala was leaving the town behind. Dean hoped that this new location would give him the time to help his brother mend…he had a feeling that it wasn't going to be easy…but then nothing in the Winchester's world ever was.

TBC

Raven524: Ok…one more chapter I think and then this one is done…remember to R&R!