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Chapter 12

"What do you have those amped up to?" Sam asked as Dean handed us each a taser from the trunk of the Impala.

"100,000 volts," Dean answered.

"Holy shit De, kind of high don't you think?" I asked taking my taser.

"Yeah well I want this rawhead extra freaking crispy," Dean answered and then added, "Don't forget you only get one shot with these things so make it count."

"A half a shot would kill the thing," I mumbled as we walked towards the house. I couldn't understand why he had them turned up so high; you could easily kill a rawhead with them set at 50,000 volts.

"What?" Dean asked.

"Nothing," I replied as I took my spot behind Dean and in front of Sam.

With tasers in one hand and flashlights in the other we made our way into the basement. Almost immediately we heard a noise from inside a free standing cabinet.

"On the count of three," Dean whispered, "One, two, three."

I quickly opened the cabinet as both brothers aimed their tasers only to be met by the eyes of two terrified little kids.

"Is it still here?" Sam whispered to them.

They nodded and whimpered.

"Ok grab your sister's hand come on we are going to get you out of here," I said reaching out for the little boy's hand.

I led them to the stairs with both brothers covering me. I had almost made it half way up when the rawhead grabbed a hold of my right ankle through the stairs making me fall backwards. Dean shot his taser at it but missed.

"Sam get them out of here," I yelled as I pulled my leg out from the stairs.

Sam tossed Dean his taser before running past me to get the kids out of the house.

"Come on you creepy bastard show yourself," I taunted as Dean and I each took a separate corner of the basement.

That's when I heard Dean grunt from being knocked down. I ran around the stairs to see him aim his taser at the rawhead.

"Dean no!" I screamed as I saw he was standing in water.

But it was too late there was nothing I could do but watch my oldest brother get electrocuted; when the rawhead vanished for good it broke the connection.

"Dean, oh God," I cried as I tried to sit him up and his head lolled to the side.

SUPERNATURAL

"Sir I'm sorry to ask but there doesn't seem to be any insurance on file," a woman smiled from behind the desk at the hospital.

"Oh umm…" Sam said as he handed her a card from his wallet.

"Thank you Mr. Burkowitz," she smiled as she took the card.

I nudged Sam and motioned towards the cops that were waiting to talk to us.

"Look we can finish this up later," one of the officers started.

"No it's ok we were just taking a short cut and the windows were rolled down, we heard some screaming when we drove past the house and we stopped," Sam answered.

"And you found the kids in the basement?" the other officer asked.

"Yeah," Sam answered.

"Anything to add miss?"

I shook my head no. Hospitals and Winchesters were like oil and water, we don't mix well. We never went unless it was absolutely necessary especially when we were younger because people would start asking questions.

"Well thank God you found them," the officer smiled as we saw the doctor coming out of Dean's room.

"Excuse us," Sam said as we met up with the doctor.

"How is he?" I asked speaking for the first time since we got to the hospital.

"He's resting."

"And?" I asked nervously.

"The electrocution triggered a heart attack, pretty massive I'm afraid his heart…it's damaged."

"How damaged?" Sam asked.

"We've done all we can, we can try and keep him comfortable at this point but I give him a couple weeks at most maybe a month."

"No, no, no there's got to be something you can do, some treatment or something," I protested through my tears and I felt Sam put his arm around me.

"We can't work miracles I really am sorry," the doctor said before leaving us in the middle of the hallway feeling lost.

"Sammy we can't lose him," I said crying into his chest as he held me close shedding a few tears of his own.

We stayed like that for a few minutes before being able to walk in Dean's room. I couldn't help but stare he didn't look like my protector anymore he looked so pale and weak.

"You actually ever watch daytime TV, it's terrible," Dean said as Sam got closer to the bed, I was frozen by the door way.

"We talked to your doctor," Sam sighed.

"That fabric softener teddy bear, I'm going to hunt that little bitch down," Dean commented.

"Dean," Sam tried.

"Yeah," Dean said turning the TV off, "It looks like you're going to leave town without me."

"What are you talking about we aren't going to leave you here!" I exclaimed.

"So she does speak," Dean laughed and patted the side of his bed, "I won't bite."

I went and sat on the edge of his bed as he wiped away the remaining tears from my face with his thumb, "You better take care of my car or I swear I will haunt your ass."

"What?" Sam asked.

"Nothing personal Sammy but she knows more about cars than you do," Dean started.

"I'm not taking the Impala she is yours," I said starting to cry again.

"Look guys what can I say it's a dangerous gig, I drew the short straw that's it end of story."

"Don't talk like that, we still have options," Sam tried.

"What options? Yeah burial or cremation," Dean scoffed.

I got off his bed, "Stop it!"

"I know it's not easy but I'm going to die and you can't stop it."

"Watch us," I said as I grabbed Sam's hand.

SUPERNATURAL

Sam and I spent the next three days researching anyway we could help Dean whether it be medical or supernatural.

"I'm going to go grab us some caffeine from the vending machine," I said as I walked to the door, the only acknowledgement I got was a quick head nod from behind his laptop.

As soon as I closed the door I took out my cell phone and called my dad again for the sixth time since we got to the motel and as always it went to voicemail.

"Hey dad it's me again. I know you are getting these messages because your mailbox is never full. I can't believe you haven't called me back yet, your son is dying! Sam and I will find a way to save him but if for some reason we can't, I'm blaming you."

I hung up the phone, I was so beyond angry at my father Dean is lying in a hospital bed on death's doorstep and he was more concerned about killing the damn demon. I couldn't help but wonder if it was me dying that he wouldn't show either and that just made me angrier. I walked back in the room slamming the door behind me.

"Where's the soda?" Sam asked as he watched me clench and unclench my fists.

"All out," I replied before turning and punching the wall as hard as I could resulting to a small hole.

Sam jumped off the bed and pulled me away from the wall before I had a chance to hit it again.

"What the hell is going on?" he demanded as he forced me to sit on the bed.

I was about to answer when there was a knock at the door, Sam and I exchanged glances before he went to open the door revealing Dean on the other side.

"What are you doing here?" I asked running over to him.

"Checked my self out," he said putting his arm around me for support.

"Are you crazy?" Sam asked as we helped him to a chair.

"Well I'm not going to die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot," he replied.

"You know this whole I laugh in the face of death thing is crap, I can see right through it," Sam said sitting next to me on the bed.

"Yeah whatever, have you even slept you look worse than me?" Dean asked Sam before looking at me, "And what's with the hole in the wall?"

"We have been scowering the internet for the past three days," Sam started.

"And calling every contact in dad's journal for a way to help you," I finished.

"One of dad's friends, Joshua called me back told me about a guy in Nebraska, a specialist," Sam continued.

"What? When?" I asked turning to Sam, it was the first I had heard about it.

"When you went to get the sodas you never came back with," Sam snapped.

"You're not going to let me die in peace are you," Dean sighed.

"We're not going to let you die period," I replied.

"We're going to Nebraska," Sam smiled.

SUPERNATURAL

"You're a lying bastard I thought you said we were going to see a doctor," Dean declared as we got out of the car.

There was a big white tent set up with the sign, 'The Church of Roy LeGrange, Faith Healer.'

"I believe I said specialist," Sam said as he held onto Dean to make sure he was ok.

"Get off me," Dean said shrugging him off and turning to me, "Did you know about this?"

"I know as much as you do," I answered putting my hands up in surrender.

"Fine," Dean muttered and put his arm around me. I knew he needed the extra help but would never ask for it and would never accept it if offered.

"Look Dean this guy is supposed to be the real deal," Sam tried.

"I can't believe you brought me here to see some guy who heals people out of a tent," Dean exclaimed as walked closer to the entrance.

"Reverend LeGrange is a great man," a woman smiled as we walked past.

"Yeah that's nice," Dean mocked.

"I have a right to protest! This guy is a fraud!" a man yelled at an officer as we passed.

"I guess he isn't part of the flock," I laughed.

"Well when people see something they can't explain there is controversy," Sam said.

"But come on Sam a faith healer?" Dean asked incredulously.

"Maybe it's time to have a little faith Dean," Sam tried.

"You know what I have faith in…reality, knowing what's really going on," Dean stated.

"How can you be so against it with the things we see everyday?" Sam asked.

"Exactly, we see them we know they are real," Dean answered and we stopped walking so they could finish their little debate.

"Guys can we do this later?" I asked but no one seemed to hear me.

"But if you know evil is out there how can you not believe there is good out there too?" Sam asked.

"Because I've seen what evil does to good people," Dean started until he was interrupted.

"Maybe God works in mysterious ways," a young blonde said turning to talk to us.

"Maybe he does," Dean grinned, "I think you just turned me around on the subject."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, leave it to my brother to flirt with a chick before walking into a service.

"Yeah I'm sure," she smiled.

"I'm Dean; this is Leah and Sam," he introduced us and shook her hand.

"Leila," she answered, "So if you aren't a believer then why are you here?"

"Well apparently my brother believes enough for the both of us," Dean replied as Leila's mother walked over to escort her inside.

"I bet she can work in mysterious ways," Dean said checking her out as she walked away.

"Yeah right she wouldn't know what hit her," I laughed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sam asked.

"Just means people who are all into that God stuff normally don't put out," I answered.

"I believe in God," Sam stated.

"My point exactly," I whispered to Dean and I heard him try and stifle a laugh as we walked into the tent.

"Yeah peace, love and trust all over," Dean said motioning towards a security camera.

Dean and I went to sit down but Sam stopped us.

"What are you doing, let's sit here," Dean said.

"We're sitting up front," Sam stated.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"Come on," Sam instructed nearly pulling us with him until we got to the second row.

We sat down and I nudged Dean.

"What?" he asked.

"Look who we are sitting behind," I smiled and pointed out Leila in front of us, "At least you'll have eye candy during this whole thing."

"Switch seats," Sam said as he nearly picked me up so he could sit in the middle of Dean and me.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"You're not going to be talking during the service," Sam answered.

"It hasn't even started yet!" I exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down," Sam growled as the reverend made his way on stage.

"Each morning my wife, Sue Ann, reads me the news. It never seems good, does it?" he started.

"No," everyone answered in unison.

Creepy, I thought to myself.

"Seems like there's always someone committing some immoral, unspeakable act but I say to you God is watching."

"Yes he is," everyone replied.

I couldn't help thinking, Sam what did you get us into.

"God rewards the good and he punishes the corrupt. It is the Lord who does the healing here friends, the Lord who guides me in choosing who to heal by seeing into people's hearts."

"And into their wallets," Dean mumbled to Sam.

"You think so young man?" the reverend asked.

"Sorry," Dean said looking like a deer in headlights. He and I always hated to be in the spot light especially in a large group of people.

"No don't be just watch what you say around a blind man we tend to have real sharp ears," he said and everyone laughed before he continued, "What's your name son?"

He cleared his throat before answering, "Dean."

"Dean, I want you to come up here with me."

"No it's ok," Dean said waving him off.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked him.

"You've come here to be healed haven't you?" the reverend asked.

"Well yeah but uhh…maybe you should just pick someone else," Dean answered uneasily.

"I didn't pick you Dean the Lord did."

"Get your ass up there," I growled leaning over Sam.

He gave me such a nasty look before taking a deep breath and making his way up on stage.

"This better work," I whispered to Sam.

"I know," he answered.

"You ready?" the reverend asked as Dean stood next to him.

"Look no disrespect but I'm not exactly a believer," Dean answered.

"You will be son, you will be. Pray with me friends," he said as he raised both hands before placing one on Dean's head.

I saw Dean drop to his knees and I went to run up on stage but Sam held me back. I reluctantly sat back down but sat in the aisle seat so I could get to him quickly if I needed to. No sooner did I sit down Dean collapsed on stage.

"Dean!" I screamed before running over to him pulling his head onto my lap.

"Say something," Sam said sitting beside Dean as his eyes shot open and he gasped for air.

SUPERNATURAL

"So you really feel ok?" Sam asked excitedly as we waited for the doctor to come back with Dean's test results.

"I feel fine Sam," he answered with no emotion in his voice whatsoever.

"Yeah you sound it," I said sighing.

"Well according to your tests there is nothing wrong with your heart, no sign there ever was," the doctor said walking into the room, "Not that a man your age should be having heart trouble but still it's strange it does happen."

"What do you mean strange?" Dean asked.

"Well just yesterday a young guy like you about twenty seven, athletic and out of no where heart attack," she answered.

"Thanks Doc."

"No problem," she smiled before leaving the room.

"Well that's odd," I commented out loud earning a glare from Sam and a nod from Dean.

"Maybe it's a coincidence peoples' hearts give out all the time," Sam said.

"No they don't," Dean disagreed.

"Do we really have to look this one in the mouth? Why can't we just be thankful that the guy saved your life and moved on?" Sam tried.

"Because I can't shake this feeling that's why," Dean said standing up to look Sam in the eyes.

"What feeling?" I asked concerned.

"When I was healed I felt wrong, I felt cold and for a second I saw someone…this old man, I'm telling you it was a spirit," Dean answered.

"But if there was something there I think we would have seen it too," Sam said, "I mean I've been seeing an awful lot of things lately."

"Well excuse me psychic wonder but you just need to have a little faith on this one," Dean scoffed before adding, "I've been hunting long enough to trust a feeling like this."

"Yeah alright, so what do you want to do?" Sam asked.

"I want you to go check out the heart attack guy; I'm going to go check out the reverend," Dean answered before walking out of the room.

"You couldn't just keep your mouth shut could you, you just had to say how odd it was," Sam asked angrily.

"Do not put this on me, I'm going with Dean," I said before quickly walking out of the room to catch up with him before he left.

SUPERNATURAL

"I feel great just trying to make sense of what happened," Dean told Roy and Sue Ann as we sat in their living room.

"A miracle is what happened," Sue Ann replied, "Miracles just come so often around Roy."

"When did they start, the miracles?" Dean asked as Sue Ann poured us each a glass of iced tea.

"Woke up one morning stone blind, the doctors figured out I had cancer and told me I had maybe a month so we prayed for a miracle. I was weak but I told Sue Ann to just keep on praying. I went into a coma, doctors said I wouldn't wake up but I did and the cancer was gone. If it wasn't for these eyes no one would believe I had ever had it," Roy explained.

"And suddenly you could heal people?" I asked.

"I discovered it afterwards, yeah. God's blessed me in many ways."

"And his flock just swelled overnight and this is just the beginning," Sue Ann added.

"Can I ask you one last question," Dean said hesitantly.

"Of course you can," Roy answered.

"Why, why me, out of all the sick people why save me?"

"Well like I said before the Lord guides me I just looked into your heart and you stood out from all the rest."

"What did you see in my heart?" Dean asked curiously.

"A young man with an important purpose, a job to do and it isn't finished."

"I could have told you that," I winked at Dean.

We said our goodbyes and ran into Leila on the front steps.

"Leah, Dean hey," she smiled, "How are you feeling?"

"I feel good, cured I guess," he answered.

"What are you doing here?" I asked hoping to keep the conversation going.

"My mom she wanted to talk to the reverend," she answered as her mother joined us on the steps.

"Leila I'm sorry but Roy is resting and won't be seeing anyone else right now," Sue Ann said coming out onto the porch.

"Sue Ann please this is our sixth time he's got to see us," Leila's mother pleaded.

"Roy is well aware of Leila's situation and he very much wants to help as soon as the Lord allows, have faith," Sue Ann said before walking back in the house and closing the door.

"Why are you still even here, you got what you wanted," Leila's mother asked Dean.

"Mom stop," Leila tried.

"No Leila this is too much, we've been to every single service if Roy would stop choosing these strangers over you, strangers who don't even believe. I just can't pray any harder."

"Leila what's wrong?" Dean asked.

"I have this thing," she started until being cut off by her mother.

"It's a brain tumor, it's inoperable, in six months the doctors say…"

"I'm sorry," Dean said.

"We both are," I added.

"It's ok," Leila said.

"No, it isn't," her mother said before looking Dean in the eyes again, "Why do you deserve to live more than my daughter?"

"Don't you dare make him feel guilty because Roy chose him," I said taking a step closer to her.

"I think it's time to go," Leila said leading her mother away.

"We should go too," I said then caught the look on Dean's face, "De don't let her get to you she's just worried about her daughter."

"She's right it shouldn't have been me," he said before walking down the steps and getting in the car.

I followed him in disbelief, Sam and I were the ones to have our depressing moments, our "emo moments" as Dean would call them but I've never heard him say something like that before. We rode the rest of the way back in silence. When we got to the room Sam was already back and on his laptop.

"What did you find out?" Dean asked.

"I'm sorry," Sam said looking down.

"Sorry about what?" Dean asked.

"Marshall Hall died 4:17," Sam answered.

"The exact time I was healed," Dean questioned.

"Yeah, so I've put together a list of everyone Roy has healed in the last year and cross referenced them with the local obits, every time someone was healed someone else died and each time the victim died of the same symptoms of the person Roy was healing at the time."

"Someone is healed of cancer and someone else dies of cancer?" I asked.

"Some how LeGrange is trading one life for another," Sam answered.

"Wait, wait, wait so Marshall Hall died to save me?" Dean asked.

"Dean the guy probably would have died anyway and someone else would have been healed," I said and received a shocked look from Sam that I was on his side about this.

"You never should have brought me here," Dean said.

"We were just trying to save your life," Sam said dejectedly.

"Sam some guy is dead now because of me," Dean yelled.

"He didn't know and I'm sorry if this sounds totally cruel of me but rather someone else than you!" I yelled.

"So what it's ok if random people drop dead as long as I live, is that it?" Dean asked glaring at me.

"Why is it so hard for you to accept the fact we don't want you dead?" I asked instead of answering the question and took a step closer to him.

"People are dying because of it!" he exclaimed and took a step closer to me so we were only inches from each other.

"I don't care!"

"I do!"

"Guys," Sam tried.

"Shut up," Dean and I yelled at the same time not taking our eyes off of each other.

"What would I do if you weren't here?" I asked him.

"You have dad and Sam," he answered.

"I need you too."

"So you are saying you would murder someone?" Dean continued.

"To save you or Sam or dad I would die myself!" I screamed as tears threatened to fall.

"Enough," Sam yelled wedging his way in between us.

Once he separated us Sam said, "The thing I don't understand is how he is doing it, how is he trading a life for a life?"

"He's not doing it something else is doing it for him," Dean answered still glaring at me from the other side of the room.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"The old man I saw on stage, I didn't want to believe it but deep down I knew it."

"Knew what?" I asked nastily.

"There's only one thing that can give and take life like that, we're dealing with a reaper."

"You really think it's the grim reaper?" Sam asked, "Like angel of death, collect your soul, the whole deal?"

"No not the reaper, a reaper," Dean answered.

"There is reaper lore in pretty much every culture on earth, they go by over a hundred different names, it is possible there is more than one of them," I stated.

"But you said you saw a dude in a suit," Sam argued.

"So what you think he should have been working the whole black robe thing?" Dean asked.

"Yeah Sammy maybe they didn't have his size," I joked trying to lighten the mood, I was so sick of all the fighting that has been going on lately.

"You said it yourself that the clock stopped right?" Dean asked Sam ignoring my comment.

"Yeah why?" Sam asked.

"Reapers stop time," I answered.

"And you can only see them if they are coming at you which is why I could see it and you two couldn't," Dean added.

"The question still stands how is Roy controlling it?" I asked.

"That cross," Sam said.

"What?" Dean asked.

"There was this cross in the church tent I knew I had seen in before," Sam said as he shuffled through a deck of cards and handed Dean one.

"A tarot?" Dean asked.

"It makes sense tarot dates back to the early Christian era when some priests were still using magic and a few of them veered into the dark stuff like necromancy, how to push death away, how to cause it," I stated.

"So Roy is using black magic to bind the reaper," Dean said.

"If he is he is riding a whirlwind, it's like putting a dog leash on a great white," Sam replied.

"Ok then we stop Roy," Dean stated as he got up from where he was sitting.

"How?" Sam asked.

"You know how," Dean answered.

"We can't kill Roy he's human," I exclaimed.

"Leah the guy is playing God, he is deciding who lives and who dies that's a monster in my book," Dean replied.

"We kill him then we are no better than he is," Sam said.

"If it meant you or I got to live I'm sure Leah would do it," Dean mumbled.

"Don't start again," Sam warned.

"Ok so we can't kill Roy, we can't kill death, any bright ideas college boy?" Dean asked.

"Ummm…if Roy is using some sort of black spell on the reaper we got to figure out what it is and how to break it," Sam answered.

SUPERNATURAL

"If Roy is using a spell there might be a spell book," Sam said as we got out of the car back at the tent where a service was about to be held.

"See if you can find it, hurry up too service starts in fifteen minutes, I'll try and stall Roy," Dean said as he walked into the tent.

"Roy LeGrange is a fraud he is no healer," the man protested.

"Keep up the good work," I told him before following Sam to Roy and Sue Ann's house.

We watched from the side of the house as Sue Ann helped Roy down the front steps.

"Ok go," Sam whispered.

I carefully opened one of the side windows before climbing in. I took a quick look around to make sure no one else was in the house and gave Sam the all clear to come in.

"Roy's office is back this way," I said as I walked further into the house.

"How do you know?" Sam asked.

"I saw it when Dean and I were here."

I took a bobby pin out of my hair and picked the lock on the office door. There were tons of books lining the walls but there was also a ton of dust covering all of them except one. I pulled it out and flipped through it but it was just a regular book. It was Sam that noticed something was hidden behind it and pulled out a very small book that was marked on the page of a picture of a reaper and had the same picture of the cross that is in the tent.

"Look at this," Sam said handing me newspaper cut outs.

There was an article about Marshall Hall and how he was an openly gay teacher, another one was about some woman promoting abortions and the one on top was an article written by the protestor, David Wright, the one we saw in front of the tent saying that the local church is a cult.

"Call Dean," Sam said as he closed the book and we let the house.

"What do you got?" Dean answered after two rings.

"Roy is choosing victims he sees as immoral and we think we know who is next on his list. Remember that protestor?"

"The guy in the parking lot?"

"Yeah, we will find him but you can't let Roy heal anyone alright?"

Great answer, I thought as I heard him hang up. Sam and I searched the parking lot for David.

"Help!" we heard him scream and we ran off in the direction of his voice.

"Help me please!" he screamed as he saw us.

"Where is it?" Sam asked as we looked around, we couldn't see anything.

"It's right there," he yelled and pointed but we still couldn't see anything.

"Come on," I said grabbing his arm and running in the opposite direction, I wasn't sure how to fight something we couldn't see but I would be damned if I didn't try.

"Believe it or not, everyone have things that they hide. Believe it or not, everyone keeps most things inside. Believe it or not…" my phone started to ring.

"Hello."

"I did it, I stopped Roy."

"David I think it's ok," I said pulling the phone away from my ear for a moment.

"No!" David screamed as he dropped to his knees and got eerily white.

"Dean it didn't work the reaper is still coming!"

"But I stopped him."

"I'm telling you it didn't work! Roy must not be controlling this thing!"

"Then who the hell is?"

"I don't know!"

"It's Sue Ann," he said before hanging up.

"Sam what do we do?" I asked as David's breathing became more labored and just like that his color came back.

"I got you," Sam said as he helped him off the ground.

"Thank God," David breathed out.

SUPERNATURAL

"So Roy really believes?" I asked sitting on the bed in our motel room.

"I don't think he has any idea what his wife is doing," Dean answered.

"Well we found this hidden in their library," Sam said pulling out the small book and handing it to Dean, "It's ancient written by a priest who went dark side; there is a binding spell in here for trapping a reaper."

"Must be a hell of a spell," Dean said looking over the book.

"Yeah, you have to build a black altar with seriously dark stuff, bones, human blood…to cross a line like that a preacher's wife, black magic, murder, evil," Sam said shaking his head.

"Desperate," I said, "Her husband was dying, she would have done anything to save him, she was using the binding spell to keep the reaper away from Roy."

"Cheating death…literally," Sam said.

"But Roy is alive so why is she still using the spell?" Dean asked.

"To force the reaper to kill people she thinks are immoral," I answered.

"May God save us from half the people who think they are doing God's work," Dean said.

"We have to break that binding spell," Sam said.

"You know Sue Ann had a cross like this," Dean said pointing to a picture in the book, "When she dropped it the reaper backed off."

"So you think we have to destroy the cross or the altar?" Sam asked.

"Maybe both," I answered.

"Whatever we do we better do it soon, Roy is healing Leila tonight," Dean said.

SUPERNATURAL

"That's Leila's car she is already here," I said as we pulled up to the tent.

"We need to hurry," Sam said as we got out of the car.

We hurried over to the tent and peered inside.

"Where's Sue Ann?" Dean asked.

"House," Sam answered.

We quickly made our way over to the house only to see two police officers standing out front.

"Go find Sue Ann I'll catch up," Dean said pushing Sam and I into the bushes.

"Hey want to put that fear of God in me?" he asked the cops before taking off running in the opposite direction with them following closely behind.

"Make sure he doesn't get caught," Sam said as he ran to the house.

Great guys leave me all alone in the middle of the night while there is a reaper running around, I thought as I went to go find Dean.

What I found instead was Sue Ann standing at the back of the tent chanting in another language while holding onto the cross around her neck.

"You bitch," I seethed as I ripped the cross off her neck and smashed it on the ground.

"My God what have you done," she cried, "And after everything I did to save your brother."

"Burn in hell," I said as the reaper was clearly taking her life, she had collapsed on the ground and was no longer breathing.

I walked back to the car to find both brothers waiting for me.

"You ok?" I asked noticing Dean was out of breath.

"Hell of a week," he answered.

"Come on we should get going," I said getting into the car.

SUPERNATURAL

"What is it?" Sam asked as he saw Dean starring off into space sitting on the end of one of the beds.

"Nothing," he replied.

"Dean, what is it?" I tried as I sat down next to him.

"We did the right thing here right?" he asked.

"Of course we did," Sam answered.

"It doesn't feel like it," he said as there was a knock on the door.

"I got it," Sam said going to open the door. It was Leila.

"Hey," she smiled as she walked in the room.

"Hey how did you know we were here?" Dean asked walking over to her.

"Leah called she said you wanted to say goodbye," she answered.

"Come on Sam let's go grab a soda," I said winking at Dean and closing the door behind us.