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Trapped In A Nightmare:
Chapter 17: One More To Save, One More To Kill
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Soon after arriving at the motel, Sam searched all the books there were on demonic possession and exorcisms. He had to prepare. Jeremiah was going down. Once and for all.
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Sam had just woken up from a dreamless sleep and began to get ready to take out Jerimiah and save Dean and their Dad. He had the ritual and the gold bullets. And as of now, he was ready. All of a sudden there was a loud noise coming from outside.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Someone was trying to break down the door. Sam had a sinking feeling that it was Dean. And sure enough, he was right. The door flew open and in walked Dean. His eyes were glowing.
"Sammy," he said. "You're not very smart. Running away isn't going to do you any good. You know that I will always find you."
"Actually," Sam said. "I was counting on it."
Before Dean could react, Sam threw a smoke bomb in front of Dean. Once all the smoke cleared, Sam had the book in his hand and was reading the Latin exorcism ritual. Dean smiled.
"Sammy, you know that won't stop me."
Sam ignored Dean and kept reading. He could tell that Dean was getting affected by the exorcism. Dean used his powers to throw Sam into a wall. But that didn't stop him. He grabbed the book and kept reading. Dean grabbed Sam's throat and started to choke him. Sam said the last word of the ritual before he fell unconscious. Dean fell back, screaming, as the demon came out of him.
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Sam was the first to wake up. He saw Dean lying next to him on the floor.
"Holy crap it worked," Sam said to himself.
He shook Dean to wake him up.
"Dean! Wake up! Dean!"
Dean slowly came around. He looked around the room with a confused look on his face.
"Sam? What the hell are we doing here? What happened?."
"You don't remember anything," Sam asked. "Nothing at all?."
"No." Dean was even more confused.
"Well, I guess I'm gonna have to fill you in," Sam said. "What's the last thing you remember doing?."
Dean thought for a moment then remembered.
"I remember going to the house with you and Dad and then going into the basement and then….that's it, man."
Sam sighed. He would have to fill in a lot. More than he wanted to remember.
"All right," Sam said. "I have a lot to fill you in on. After I woke up, you and Dad were gone. Jerimiah untied me and then you and Dad came in. You were possessed. I ran and you guys caught me. Then I had a little confrontation with you and I got away by hitting you over the head and driving here. I was gonna go after Jerimiah by myself. You followed me here and I kinda exorcised the demon from you. Now, we gotta save Dad and kill Jerimiah."
Dean was staring at Sam with pure shock written on his face.
"Whoa whoa wait," Dean said. "You performed an exorcism on me? What are you crazy? You could have killed me! What the hell is wrong with you Sammy?."
"Look, Dean, there wasn't any other way. The important thing is that I got you back. Now we have to save Dad and kill Jerimiah. Okay?."
"Okay fine" Dean said. "But after this is over, I'm gonna kill you."
Sam smiled. It was good to have Dean back. But they still had someone to save and someone to kill. And it wouldn't be easy.
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"Why the hell would you go back there, Sam? Why would you even think of doing this by yourself? Were you not thinking? You could have seriously gotten killed, Sam."
Sam and Dean were driving back to Jerimiah's place and Dean as yelling at Sam.
"Stop yelling at me, Dean! There was nothing else I could have done. It was the only way and I had no choice."
"The hell you didn't," Dean yelled. "What the hell were you thinking, Sam? You were going to take on Jerimiah and save me and Dad by yourself? How were you planning on doing that with one good arm? You could have gotten yourself killed! All right, you know what? Just forget it now. We're here now but we'll deal with this later. Let's go."
The car stopped and Dean and Sam got out. Dean started to walk up to the front door but Sam stopped him.
"Dean," Sam called. "Wait! I got an idea."
Dean came back to where Sam was standing.
"What," Dean asked. "It better be good."
"All right," Sam said. "Okay, if we both go in there, Jerimiah will catch us and we'll be back to square one. But….there is a way to trick him. You pretend that you're still possessed. You act like you caught me and you bring me back. Once the right time comes, we kill him and save Dad. Very easy."
"No. No way," Dean said.
"Dean, it's the only way."
Dean thought for a moment. He knew Sam was right. He didn't want him to be but like it or not, Sam was right.
"All right, Sammy," Dean agreed. "Let's do this."
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"Sam! How nice of you to join us," Jerimiah said as Dean brought Sam in.
"Believe me," Sam said. "It wasn't by choice."
Jerimiah laughed and made Dean tie Sam up. Of course, Dean made the ropes loose so Sam could get out whenever he wanted. He then went to stand off to the side and was joined by his father a moment later.
"Sam," Jerimiah said. "Glad to be back?."
Sam just smiled to himself and kept quiet.
"I think I'm going to leave you for a while. I'll let your family deal with you. And who knows, you might just make it out alive."
Jerimiah disappeared into thin air but he's evil laugh stayed behind. Sam looked at Dean to see what to do and Dean looked as helpless as Sam felt. They needed to find a way out. John, on the other hand, had a different idea.
"Sammy," he said. "I told you that the next time we were alone that I would kill you. That time….is now."
John started walking toward Sam and Dean tried to stop him.
"Wait a second," Dean called.
John stopped and turned around to face Dean.
"What?."
"Well….uh….maybe we shouldn't kill him. Yet. Maybe we could….uh….torture him?."
Dean regretted the words as soon as he had said them. Sam glared at him.
"That's not a bad idea," John agreed.
Sam's eyes went even more wide than they were already. Dean felt helpless.
"Your brother has good ideas, Sam," John said. "You should appreciate him more."
"Oh no," Sam replied. "My brother does not have good ideas because my brother is an idiot!."
Sam had no choice but to quickly untie himself. He then stood up to fight.
"The tables have turned," Sam said.
Dean walked around and stood right beside Sam. It was two Winchesters against one.
"What the hell are you doing," John yelled at Dean.
"I'm not possessed anymore."
John was more than a little mad. There was no telling when Jerimiah was coming back so they had to do things fast. Sam looked around. John was blocking the main way out. There was only one thing to do.
"God forgive me," Sam thought.
Much to Dean's surprise, Sam punched John so hard that he flew back into the wall. Dean was staring in shock and Sam grabbed his arm and they both ran out of the basement and stopped when they got to the top of the stairs.
"Okay," Sam said. "Listen to me. You go back down there and distract him while I go upstairs and set up what I need in one of the rooms. Just somehow get him up there and I'll be ready. Just give me ten minutes. Okay?."
"Yeah," Dean agreed.
Sam went upstairs and Dean started going back to the basement.
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When Dean got in the basement, no one was there. He looked around and still saw no one. His first thought was Sam and he turned around to rush upstairs but instead he bumped straight into his father.
"Oh crap."
Dean started to back away.
"What's the matter Dean? You scared? Well….you should be."
Dean could fight anything. He could fight any demon, any spirit, any ghost, any monster. He could even fight Sam if he had to. But he couldn't fight his own father. Possessed or not, he just couldn't.
"I am not going to fight you," Dean said.
John smiled.
"Good. It'll make it easier for me."
John swung at Dean and Dean ducked and tried to run. Since John as possessed, he had some powers. He used those powers to blast Dean into the wall. Dean struggled to get up but was blasted into the wall a second time. He needed to get back up to Sam before Jerimiah got him. So, Dean got up all the strength he had and tripped his father. At this chance, Dean ran up the stairs and into the room where Sam was. he quickly slammed the door shut.
"You ready, Sammy?."
"Yeah. Open the door. Quick!."
Dean opened the door as John came rushing in. As soon as he came in, Sam began to read the exorcism ritual.
"Dominos et esperatum et spiritus dectrum fides et cogito ratio. Files decatorum vite eliminus dominos ecete."
john fell to his knees and the demon came out of him and then simply disappeared.
"Dad," Sam said. "Are you okay?."
"Yes Sam….I'm fine," John replied. "Do you boys mind in telling me what happened?."
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"YOU WERE GOING TO WHAT?."
Sam had just told John that he was going to go after the demon by himself. John was a little bit pissed. Dean had yelled at him on the way to Jerimiah's house and now his Dad was yelling at him on the way back to the motel. Dean was even stopping his Dad from yelling at him because he most likely felt the same.
"Sammy, how could you be stupid enough to even think that? Where you not thinking? What the hell is wrong with you, Sam?."
Sam didn't want to listen anymore. He was getting sick and tired of people yelling at him. He had taken all he could take. From everyone. And now, here he was, sitting in the backseat of the car, getting yelled at like some little two year old. And he wasn't a little kid anymore. He was far from it.
"Stop yelling at me, Dad! I did what I thought was right. So stop yelling at me like I'm so damn kid!."
"No, Sam, you're not a kid. But you sure were thinking like one."
No one talked the rest of the way back to the motel. When they got there, Sam stormed inside and sat down on his bed. He was pissed so much that he was shaking. He grabbed the laptop and began randomly searching things. Dean and John left him alone. They knew how he was and that he just needed to calm down on his own. There was nothing to do anyway but come tomorrow, Jerimiah was going down.
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Sleep didn't come easy to Sam that night so instead of sleeping peacefully, he got a nightmare. A vision was more like it. And of course, he woke up almost screaming. Dean was up in a flash.
"Sam? Are you okay," he asked.
Sam who was very shaken up could only nod.
"What happened?"
John had woken up too.
"Nothing," Sam said. "I'm fine."
Dean happened to think differently.
"The hell you are! What happened Sam? Tell me right now."
Sam sighed. Dean and John were both staring at him which was making Sam very nervous.
"Jeez! Could you please stop staring at me?."
"Just tell us, Sammy." Dean was growing impatient.
"All right," Sam said. "It was more like a vision. The spell and the gold bullets didn't work on Jerimiah. It only seemed to make him stronger. He was somehow able to turn everything around on us which obviously killed us. How good is that?."
The three Winchesters were very silent. Sam's nightmare was a pretty grim one.
"Great," Dean said. "It could be just a nightmare couldn't it?."
"They never are just nightmares, Dean. You know that."
Sam was right and once again, Dean didn't want him to be.
"Dad," Sam said. "Is there something that you're not telling us?."
John looked away. There was something he wasn't telling them.
"What is it, Dad," Dean asked.
"This demon is an evil son of a bitch. Something looked very different about him. He always had the mark of death on him. It was a symbol embedded in his skin. When I saw him, he didn't have it. That can only mean one thing."
"What," Sam asked.
"It means that he has found what he always wanted. Invincibility. I feared this would happen. He got what he wanted."
"How the hell do we stop him," Sam asked.
"You don't."
All three Winchesters turned around. Jerimiah was standing in the doorway.
"Miss me," he asked.
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Wow…. this chap was pretty long. I hope you guys like it! And please please please review! Thanks!
-Addie