Chapter: The End Of It All.
Sorry it took me awhile to finish up. Thanks for all the support!
Summary: The last chapter to Dean and Sam's arcade nightmare.
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Sam waited until the last car pulled out the lot. "Please, please be here." muttered Sam. He peeped inside the shop
window, and then breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the familiar face of Abby. Sam smoothed the winkles out of his shirt
and walked into Starbucks. "Hi, welcome to... Hey!" Abby said as she recognized Sam. "Hey, can you do me a big favor?"
"Sure, what is it?" "Well my brother Dean isn't feeling well. You can say he has a splitting headache, so I was wondering if
he can rest here before we leave." "Sure, why not. Business gets slow around this time." Sam went back out to the car to
retrieve the still unconsious Dean. Abby was not at the counter when they returned. Sam slipped Dean into a booth and
made it look as though he was sleeping. It was nearing 9 at night when Sam looked up at the clock. Dean slowy stirred but
did not wake. "Hey Abby, I'll be back." "Ok." Abby said as she came from the back with a telephone. Sam raced out of
the building and sprinted to the street where the arcade was. "He just left Dr.Bronze, I'll bring him to you." Said Abby as
she hung up the phone. She glanced over to Dean and began to walk to him. The arcade was dark and seemingly empty.
Sam broke into the arcade as he did many other places. Sam crept into the building and searched his pockets for a
flashlight. After a minute he found it and flash the light into the darkness. He made his way through the arcade and to the
back. Sam pressed his ear to the door where the game was. He didn't hear anything and continued on to open the door. But
it was locked. "Please don't make alot of noise." Sam kicked in the door and walked into the white room. There on the
floor laid the helmet. "Piece of cake." said Sam as he approached the game and bent over to pick it up. "I see you came
back." Sam turned around and was confronted with a metal baseball bat to the skull. Sam fell to the ground and drifted
away into darkness. The person that had hit Sam was Abby. She drug his body across the room and placed him alongside
the wall. "Let the game begin." said Abby as she walked off. Sam woke up to a painful headache, he had no idea where he
was at. "Hello?" "Sam?" "Dean? I thought I left you with Abby." "Really? I woke up in this dump." She must have been
brian washed . So Dean, where are you, I can't see you." "Well smart one, you can't see anything, the lights are
off." As soon as Dean said "off", the lights came on blinding the two brothers. They stood up to observe their
surroundings. "I'm sorry it has come to this. You two could've been perfect soldiers, but you almost ruined my plan. I can't
have careless people working for me." "Dr.Bronze, why couldn't you have had a normal game without all the brainwashing
stuff?" "Oh, I'm not doing this for me, a higher being is benefiting. Enough talking you must die now by your brothers
hand." "Dean, don't you go hypnotized on me! Fight it!" Dean fell to the ground with his hands on his head trying to block
out Dr.Bronzes' instructions. "That's it Dean, c'mon!" Sam bent down in front of Dean. But he didn't notice that they
weren't alone anymore. Suddendly someone threw Sam aside. A group of Dr.Bronzes' "army" including Abby had
surrounded them. Sam fought his way through the people back to Dean. He pulled Dean up to his feet and they ran. "Sam,
slow down. We're not being followed." "We need to hide." "How bout that room?" said Dean as he pointed to an open
room. Dean walked into the room with Sam behind. "We should be safe in here." Sam said as he closed the door behind
them. "So what's next?" asked Sam to Dean. "I don't know." "So you're saying we're stuck in this place?" "Yeah, pretty
much." "I told you not to put that stupid thing on!" Sam kept rambling at Dean but Dean wasn't paying attention. "kill him
now!" said a voice in Dean's head. "No! You can't make me!" "Oh, I can and I will." Dean and the voice in his head
struggled but Dean did not prevail. "Are you listening to me? Dean!" Sam walked towards Dean with his guard down. Sam
spun Dean around and was confronted with a gun pointed to Sam's heart. Sam's nightmare was becoming reality. "Dean,
you got to fight it!" "He wants me to kill." "Dean, I'm your brother." "I know." Dean pulled the trigger and shot Sam in
his heart. Sam fell silently to the floor. Finally Dean was Dean again and he knelt down to craddle his younger brother.
"Don't you dare quit on me Sammy!" "You have completed your task, you have killed." said Dr.Bronze as he entered the
room. He also had the helmet with him. Dean ignored Dr.Bronze and continued to speak to Sam. "Sam please don't do this!
C'mon Sammy boy!" "Don't call me Sammy." Whispered Sam with a sly grin. All this time Dean didn't notice that Sam
wasn't bleeding. Dean lifted up Sam's shirt and saw that he had a bullet proof vest on. "You must have another session of
the game." "Sure doc, whatever you say." Dean stood up with the gun in his heand and faced Dr.Bronze. While he was on
the ground Sam grabbed a gun that he had hidden on his body and aimed it at Dr.Bronze. "You see it's not that bad." said
Dr.Bronze. "For you it is." Sam said as he emptied four rounds into Dr.Bronze. Sam got up and walked to where Dean was
standing over Dr.Bronze. The helmet lay beside the now dead doctor. "We got to destroy this thing." Dean said as he bent
down to pick it up. There was a nearby river by the arcade and the two decided to chunk it in there. When they made it to
the bridge Sam gave the helmet a look of disgust and threw it down to the icy waters below. " Dude, where's my car?"
"Oh, sorry bout that it got messed up." "What?" Dean said in disbelief and anger. "Just kidding." Sam said as he began
to laugh. "That was screwed up Sam." The two walked back to Starbucks in silence. But that silence was broken when
Dean started to hum "Sister Christian." "Hey Dean." "What?" said Dean as he opened the drivers side door. "I told you
so." "Shut up smartass!" Sam slid into the passenger side with a smile on his face. It was good to have his brother back.
"Wipe that stupid smile off your face." "Dean, I'm glad your... Dean again." "Yeah, yeah whatever." Dean turned on the
radio and blasted some Journey as they finally left Modern, Alabama.
