A/N: Excuse my last chapter, where I had put I do not own Sam or Dean, I do own Natalie and Sam though. I did not mean to put Sam in that latter part. I wish that I owned both guys, but sadly, I don't. They would make for a nice birthday present though (hint hint). Oh well, here is the forth chapter to my story. Also note that this whole story takes place after the first season ended, so no confusion ok?
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Natalie lunged at Sam after he'd dropped the phone. She had pinned him by the neck and he was trapped between her and large tree trunk. He could barely breathe. He tried reaching for his gun, which was in his back part of his jeans, but he couldn't reach it.
"Now you are going to die!" the possessed Natalie laughed. "You will burn in hell for killing my siblings!"
Sam was stunned! What the fuck is she talking about! Siblings? What siblings? It took a moment or two but Sam finally realized who she was.
"Oh my god! You're the demon's kid, aren't you? The one that went after my mom and Jess!" Sam said, shocked.
"The one and only!" the demonically possessed Natalie said. "And now I have you! I will make sure you rot in hell for all eternity!"
"Why do you want me? What about Dean, my brother?"
"I don't want your filthy brother!" possessed Natalie yelled. "But I will take him just for fun. He will die a slow and painful death, just like you! I want you because you…you are special. You have a gift…that if I can acquire, I could become much more powerful than I already am. I have been doing this with my father for centuries, so don't think you can stop us now!"
"Not if I can help it!" yelled Dean as he appeared behind demon Natalie. "Sam duck!" Dean fired his gun at Natalie, and she went down, yelping in pain.
"Dean, no! She's only possessed!"
"I know Sammy! It's rock salt!"
Just as Dean said that, demon Natalie got up. Dean shot her again, and she again fell down. "Sam, we need a demon's trap! Can you draw one while she's down?"
"Maybe…I will try, but with what?"
"Use those sticks." Dean pointed to a rather large pile of sticks just ten feet from where they were standing. Dean shot at demon Natalie again. "Sammy hurry! I don't know how much longer I can do this!"
Sam took off towards the pile of sticks and started assembling them into a demon's trap. He finished in five minutes, but he wasn't sure it would hold. "Dean, bring her over here, quick!"
Dean had to figure out how to do this. He couldn't shoot her with a real bullet because it would not harm her, but he couldn't drag her over, so what did he do? When she stood up, Dean moved around her, so he was facing towards Sam and the trap, and then he shot her again, making her fall in that direction. He would have to keep doing this until she landed on top of the trap, which didn't take too long. He just prayed that it worked.
When demon possessed Natalie landed on the trap, she let out a cry of anguish. "No!" She looked up at Sam. "How could you! I thought I was your friend!"
"You aren't my friend right at this moment!" Sam said to her. "Dean, toss me dad's book."
Dean handed him their dad's book. Sam turned to the page he needed and started to speak in Latin. Demon Natalie writhed in pain, and just before Sam finished the exorcism, she let out a blood curdling cry, and then the demon exited her body and disappeared forever, leaving Natalie lying there unconscious.
"Come on Dean, let's take her home." Sam said as they started to pick her up. They carried her up to the road and put her in the back of Dean's Impala and drove her home, where they laid her on the couch.
"Sam, grab me an ice pack would you?" Dean asked his little brother.
Sam tossed him and ice pack and Dean placed it over Natalie's forehead. A few minutes later, she regained consciousness, and looked up at Dean, confused.
"What happened?" she asked.
"Why don't you tell us what you last remember?" Sam replied, sounding relieved that she was ok.
"The last thing I remember is being in a ditch. But it wasn't really me, I know."
"How long did the demon possess you?" asked Dean.
"About a month. I wasn't always aware of what was happening, but I remember some things. I remember calling you, Sam. I could feel it. I knew it wanted to hurt you, and not just kill you, but really hurt you!" Natalie replied. "I tried to stop it. When we were in the ditch I had figured out how to get more control over my body back, which is why I, we, kept falling when you shot me, us. Which really hurt by the way!"
"I'm sorry, but at least it only left bruises. It could have been much worse!" Dean said.
"That's ok. I appreciate what you guys did for me!" Natalie thanked them. "I don't know what I would have done without you! And I am sorry about all of your losses. I could tell what the demon was thinking. Sam, they way Jess and your mom died…I can't imagine the pain you both went through! I am so sorry!"
"It's ok." Sam's eyes started to tear up. "We are getting closer to finding the demon and killing it. Then no one will have to go through that ever again."
"Sam…I will pray for you! I want you to find that thing. It is evil, and it won't stop until it kills you."
Sam nodded. "Well, we should get going." Dean said. "We have work to do. And Natalie? Don't hesitate to call if you need anything."
Natalie nodded. "Thanks again! Really…thanks!"
With that said, the Winchester brothers waked out the door, into Dean's car, and drove off.
"Do you think we will find the thing that killed mom and Jess again?" Sam asked Dean.
"We can only hope. But when we do, I am going to send that fucking thing someplace worse than hell and make sure its demon spawn go with it!"
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Ok, so this was a really long final chapter. If you have any ideas to continue this story (i.e. more with Sam and Natalie, or even Dean and Natalie, or something without Natalie at all) don't hesitate to PM or email me!
