Hey everyone………sorry I haven't updated in almost 2 months. I was just very busy. Here is the much awaited chappie 18:

Trapped In A Nightmare:

Chapter 18: Attacked

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"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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Sam slowly opened his eyes after the pain finally went away. Dean and John were standing over him looking very much worried.

"What did you see," Dean asked.

A sudden flashback of his vision came back to him and he got up quickly.

"I'll explain later but we've gotta get out of here. Now!."

Without questioning, they got everything that they needed and got into the car and drove away as fast as they could. When Sam was satisfied that they had gone far enough, he began to explain.

"I saw Jerimiah coming in and he basically overpowered us and was going to capture us again. At least we got out in time. Barely."

"Is that it? Is that all you saw," Dean questioned.

Sam nodded. He was about to say something until he felt the all too familiar pain of a vision on its way. He was immediately pulled into another painful vision. Dean quickly pulled onto the side of the road.

"Why isn't he coming out of it," asked John.

"I don't know," Dean said. "It doesn't take this long."

At that very moment, Sam stopped moving and became very still. He was unconscious and blood was dripping from his nose. Dean tried to wake him up but it didn't work. Dean was starting to panic.

"He won't wake up, Dad! What the hell do we do now?."

John, on the other hand, wasn't panicked at all. He was trying his best to remain calm.

"Calm down, Dean," John said. "Right now, we need to find a place to stay. Then we'll worry about Sam. He will be fine."

"But—"

"Just drive, Dean."

There was no point in arguing. Dean drove and drove and drove. It was almost two hours before they found a place. Sam was still unconscious so he had to be carried inside by John and Dean. A soon as he was put on the bed, Sam began to move around. Dean knew what was happening.

"What's wrong with him," John asked.

"He—he's having a nightmare."

Sam was moving around like he was being attacked. More blood was coming out of his nose. But after what seemed like hours, he finally opened his eyes. Dean and John were at his side in a split second.

"Sam? What happened? What did you see? Are you okay?."

Dean was asking too many questions and he was giving Sam a headache.

"One question at a time, Dean," Sam said. "I don't know what happened, I saw a lot, and yeah I'm fine."

"What do you mean you saw a lot," John asked. "Tell us now, Sam."

"Look, I couldn't really tell what was going on," Sam explained. "It went so fast. Jerimiah was there and he kept disappearing and re-appearing. It was weird. And it wasn't a vision. At least I don't think it was. I wasn't just seeing things. I was there. I was physically there. Jerimiah was there and he attacked me. He tried to steal my power to add to his invincibility. He had me trapped and he was about to do something but I guess I woke up in time. He's doing this on purpose. He's attacking me with visions and nightmares. He's doing it. I know it."

Dean and John were shocked but also very confused.

"What do you mean he's attacking you with visions and nightmares," Dean asked.

"It means just that," Sam replied. "If he can't get us, he'll do whatever he can to stop us. He wants to kill is all. I don't know why."

"I know why," John said.

Sam and Dean both turned around to look at John; waiting for him to continue.

"I haven't told you the whole truth. Jerimiah wasn't some random demon I ran into 15 years ago. He was my friend. I knew him before you two were born. He was a hunter like me. After your mother, he helped me track down the demon. What you also don't know is that I saw the demon once before. Jerimiah tried to help me kill it but it got away. But before it did, it got Jerimiah. It gave him the mark of death. The mark of death gives a person power to kill and also gives other powers. It turns the person into a demon. In Jerimiah's case, the power to kill using nightmare lives. The mark of death disappears when the demon kills a certain amount of people. After the mark has disappeared, the demon becomes invincible. When I saw him again, 15 years ago, I tried to save him but I couldn't. Now its' impossible to save him. Or stop him."

Sam and Dean were shocked. Sam's shock quickly to anger.

"What? You knew all this and you didn't even think of telling us? We've gone through all this crap and you wait until now? Well that's a smart a move!."

"Watch it Sam," John warned. "I did what I had to do."

Sam shook his head and sat down. He was getting really pissed. He kept thinking about what his Dad never told them and he just kept getting madder and madder. Then, unexpectedly, the lights in the room shattered and a chair flew right into the wall. It was dark and silent. Dean's voice broke the silence.

"Sammy? Did you just do that? Please tell me you didn't do that."

Sam was a little bit freaked.

"Um….y-yeah. I think I did."

After a few minutes of searching, Dean was able to find a spare light and a few seconds later, the room lit up brightly.

"Sam," John asked.

"Yeah?."

"You did this?."

"Yeah."

"How, may I ask?."

Sam sighed. He was tired and rally wasn't up to explaining things. He was getting a really bad pain in his head. He knew what was coming.

"Ah….uh….ow….my head," he said before he fell back onto the bed and the vision took over him.

Sam felt like an observer in his vision. He felt like he was watching, looking in on everything but couldn't do anything. He saw Jerimiah. He was standing in front of some sort of ceremonial altar. There was some sort of ceremonial bowl filled with blood. Winchester blood. Then suddenly, everything changed. He wasn't watching anymore. He was actually there. Jerimiah turned to face him. His eyes glowed red.

"You're going to die, Sam. You're all going to die."

Then everything went black. The only thing remaining was Jerimiah's evil laughter ringing in Sam's ears.

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Sam slowly opened his eyes and once again, Dean and John were standing over him. Dean looked really worried.

"Sammy? Are you okay?."

"Yeah," Sam said as Dean helped him up.

"What was it this time," John asked.

"It was nothing," Sam replied. "It was the same as always."

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For the rest of the day, the Winchesters searched for any possible way of killing Jerimiah. Nothing came up so far.

"I got an idea," Sam exclaimed.

Dean and John looked up and Sam explained.

"Well, I think this might work. if he had the mark of death before, why can't we give it back to him? If he had the mark of death, then he wouldn't be invincible anymore. So then we could kill him, right?."

"Yeah that's great, Sammy," Dean said. "But how do we go about doing that?."

Sam stopped to think for a second.

"I didn't think of that yet. But there has to be someway. Right, Dad?."

"Wrong, Sam."

Jerimiah appeared in front of them.

"But nice try through."

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-Addie