ASYLUM
Evie's POV
I was laying down on my stomach on a bed in yet another flee bag motel we were currently calling home all searching for a sign of John, Sam was on the phone to one of John's hunting buddies Caleb and Dean was sitting at the table flipping through their dad's journal again even though he's flipped through that thing at least five times by now.
"No, Dad was in California last we heard from him, we just thought that he comes to you for munitions maybe you'd seen them in the last few weeks" I overheard Sam say. "Just call us if you hear anything, thanks" he hung up.
"Caleb hasn't heard from him?" Dean asked barely looking up.
"Nope, neither has Jefferson or Pastor Jim, what about the journal any leads?"
"No same as the last time I looked, nothing I can make out" Dean replied then scoffed. "I love the guy but I swear he writes like friggin yoda"
"You know maybe we should call the Fed's, file a missing persons-"
"No we talked about this, Dad would be pissed if we put the feds on his tail"
"I don't care anymore" Sam spat just as the shrill ring of Dean's phone started somewhere on the bed I was on making me jump. "After all that happened back in Kanas…I mean he should have been there Dean, you said so yourself you tried to call him and nothing"
"I know" Dean replied coming over rummaging through his clothes trying to find it. "Where the hell is my cell phone?"
"You know he could be dead for all we know" Sam went on.
"Don't say that!" Dean snapped pausing his search. "He's not dead he's…he's-"
"He's what, hiding, he's busy?" I sighed sitting up and helped Dean look for his phone since it was still ringing and found it a pant pocket then held it up for him.
"Thanks" he grabbed it from me and flipped it open looking down and scoffed. "I don't believe it"
"What?" Sam and I asked him at the same time.
"It's a…a text message, it's coordinates" I frowned knowing that only John would be sending Dean coordinates.
"Where?" I asked jumping up grabbing the computer.
"42, -89" Dean told me so I typed it in and clicked search.
"You think Dad was texting us?" Sam asked.
"He's given us coordinates before" Dean replied hovering impatiently behind me.
"The man can barely work a toaster Dean" Sam argued.
"Sam, this is good news it means he's okay or alive at least"
"Well was there a number on the caller I.D.?"
"No it said unknown"
"Okay well where do the coordinates point to?" Sam asked looking down at me.
"That's actually an interesting part, Rockford, Illinois" I replied looking up at Dean knowing we were thinking the same thing since we'd both heard of this place before, in John's journal.
"Okay and that's interesting how?" Sam asked us.
"I just checked the local Rockford paper, take a look at this" I turned the computer towards Sam. "This cop, Walter Kelly he comes home from his shift, shoots his wife then puts the gun in his mouth blows his brains out, earlier that night Kelly and his partner responded to a call at Roosevelt Asylum"
"Okay I'm not following, what does this have to do with us?" Sam asked so I looked back at Dean as he grabbed John's journal.
"Dad earmarked the same Asylum in the journal…uh let's see" he flipped through it before stopping when he found the page. "Here, seven unconfirmed sightings, two deaths…till last week at least, I think this is where he wants us to go" Sam scoffed standing up with his hands on his head.
"This is a job, Dad wants us to work a job"
"Yeah maybe we'll meet up with him, maybe he's there" Dean replied optimistically but I knew that wasn't going to be the case.
"Maybe he's not, he could be sending us there by ourselves to hunt this thing" Sam argued.
"Who cares, if he wants us there it's good enough for me" Dean argued back closing the journal as he packed his bag getting ready to leave.
"This doesn't strike you as weird, the texting, the coordinates?"
"Sam!" Dean exclaimed cutting Sam off. "Dad's telling us to go somewhere, we're going" he added before walking away and I saw Sam turn to me.
"He's right Sam" he scoffed rolling his eyes at me.
"Do you ever do anything without Dean's approval?" I glared at him.
"Don't start on me cause your pissed at your Dad" I spat before grabbing my bag and walked out after Dean angrily throwing it into the back before I climbed into the passenger seat.
"What?" Dean asked but I shook my head as Sam came out of the room closing up before getting in the back and Dean looked between us sensing something but he chose not to ask and we left driving to Illinois.
Our first stop was a 'the old terminal pub' where we'd found out Kelly's partner might be and we walked in seeing the cop nursing a beer in his hand and with one trained look I knew he wasn't gonna talk to us so I pulled Dean to a stop.
"He won't talk, we need a better plan than to just interrogate him" he gestured for me to continue.
"Dean you go up to him with the usual routine then Evie and I will cut in playing the saviours, he might talk to us then" Sam suggested and I sighed nodding my approval since it sounded like a good plan.
"Okay then" Dean replied walking away from us towards Daniel Gunderson taking a seat before I turned to Sam.
"See I don't always just follow Dean like I good little dog"
"Eve I'm so-"
"Don't try and apologise cause you meant every word of it Sam" I spat cutting him off then nodded my head that we should cut in now.
"Hey buddy, how about leaving the guy alone, huh?" Sam yelled as we walked up to them and shoved Dean a little harder than was necessary. "The man's an officer, why don't you show a little respect" Dean stared between Sam and Gunderson before he walked out and I could tell he took Sam's words a lot more serious than he should've.
"You didn't have to do that" Daniel said looking up at Sam.
"Yeah of course I did" Sam replied grabbing my hand startling me. "That guys a serious jerk, let me buy you a beer, huh?" Gunderson nodded with a small smile. "Three?" he gestured holding up three fingers to the barman.
"Thanks" Gunderson nodded again as we sat down.
"No worries, I'm Sam and this is my…girlfriend Evelyn" I looked over at Sam raising an eye but turned back with a smile.
"Yep that's right, I just love my Sammy" I joked snuggling into Sam's side before ruffling his hair hearing Gunderson chuckle to himself.
"You guys remind me of my partner and his wife, they were happy too before what happened" I turned back with a frown.
"It must've been so awful" he nodded.
"I don't know what happened especially when they seemed happy aside from a few fights but everyone has those and I knew they were planning on having kids soon"
"Really?" Sam asked too intrigued so I bumped my knee into his.
"Yeah and Walt was a good guy, a good cop top of his class, I have no idea what made him snap like that"
"What about the Asylum, could something have happened to him there?" Sam asked and Gunderson looked at us cautiously.
"We heard so many local legends about the place, we're just curious" I added and he nodded then went on to tell about the Asylum and its history, after he was done I turned to Sam cause we'd got the information. "Well…honey we should be going, we've taken up enough of this man's time"
"Right, well it was good meeting you" they shook hands before Sam touched the small of my back and started leading me out but the minute we were outside I shrugged his arm off me.
"Thanks for throwing me under the bus ass" I looked up seeing Dean leaning against the Impala with his hands in his pockets looking up as we approached.
"You shoved me kind of hard in there buddy boy"
"I had to sell it, didn't I?" Sam replied throwing his hands out with a smile, I rolled my eyes walking up next to Dean and slipped my hand into his, he looked down raising an eye at me. "It's Method acting" Sam added walking around to the passenger seat making me glare at him cause the passenger seat is still mine.
"Huh?" Dean asked clearly not knowing what that was.
"Never mind"
"What'd you guys find out from Gunderson?"
"So Walter Kelly was a good cop, head of his class, even-keeled, he had a bright future ahead of him" Sam replied leaning against the roof.
"What about at home?"
"He and his wife had a few fights like everybody but most of it was smooth sailing, they were even talking about having kids" I replied this time.
"Alright so either Kelly had some deep seeded crazy waiting to bust out or something else did it to him"
"Right" Sam said sounding uninterested.
"What'd Gunderson tell you about the Asylum?"
"Hm…a lot" Sam replied before climbing in and I sighed rolling my eyes as I opened the back door but Dean stopped me.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why?"
"You just seem angry, did Sam say something to you back at the motel?"
"Don't worry about it Dean, I got my revenge already when we just had to play boyfriend/girlfriend"
"What, you's could've played brother/sister" I scoffed.
"Tell that to him" I nodded into the car before getting in and Dean followed hitting Sam upside the head.
"Ow, what was that for!" Sam exclaimed as I burst out laughing.
"That's for stealing my girlfriend, only I get to use that cover story with Evie" I shook my head unable to wipe my smile even as Sam glared at back me.
"Now, now boys no need to fight over me" I remarked watching as they both rolled their eyes before Dean started driving towards the nearest place with a room.
"Two rooms, preferably side by side" Dean stated as soon as we walked in and I raised an eye but didn't argue, he paid with cash then the motel manager handed over two keys, we walked towards our rooms with our bags and as soon as we found them Dean was handing Sam one key and shoving him along to his own room.
"We'll check on the Asylum tomorrow morning, we're getting some sleep"
"Sure sleep" Sam muttered as he walked to his own room and before he'd even had his key in the lock Dean was pulling me into our room.
"Jesus Dean, what's got you-" he cut me off crashing his lips against mine pushing me back against the wall. "Dean stop" he sighed leaning back. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, can't a man just want to spend some time with his girlfriend"
"Sure but not like this" I wrapped my arms around his waist stopping him from going anywhere. "Does this have anything to do with Sam, because we'd said we were boyfriend/girlfriend"
"No" he replied rolling his eyes. "I could care less about that, I know you've never seen Sam that way and neither has he, you two argue like brother and sister-"
"Then what is it because you've never been this gun hoe to get into my pants even when we just started dating" he sighed moving towards the bed sitting down and toed off his boots. "Is it your Dad?"
"Maybe a little yeah, I get where Sam is coming from I mean the man is just expecting us not to look for him without an explanation or telling us where is he then he sends us this crap, why can't he just call us and tell us"
"I don't know Dean but I have to believe that your Dad's doing this for a reason"
"Maybe not, maybe he…he's done with me" I frowned sitting beside him.
"You know that's not true, your Dad loves you-"
"No he doesn't, no one ever has"
"He does Dean, he may not always show it but he does" I ran my hand up his shoulder, neck to cup his cheeks. "And I do, I love you Dean and I am never going anywhere, not for anything or anyone" I leaned forward pressing my lips to his and he responded back grasping my hips pulling me to wrap my legs on either side of him.
"Thanks Eve" I smiled nodding my head before I pushed his jacket and overshirt off his shoulders seeing his smirk but it fell when I grabbed my shirt pulling it over my head so I was just sitting on him in my dusty rose lace bra which was his favourite. "Mm you definitely know how to please me, that's for sure" I laughed pushing back against his chest making him lay down before dipping my head leaving a trail of kisses down his neck.
"So that's all that's bothering you?" I asked looking up as I continued my decent, he looked up seemingly contemplating his answer then nodded with a smile so I quickly undid his jeans pushing them down as he helped kick them off the rest of the way and the rest of our clothes soon followed.
After a few healthy rounds of passionate love making Dean was finally sated and asleep against my bare chest with his arms tightly around me trapping me underneath him but I didn't mind the weight of his bulk, it actually comforted me as strange as that was.
I'd never seen Dean that pent up over his Dad or his abandonment issues and I hated that John was doing this to him because no son should ever have to question whether or not his father loves him, I knew if we ever had kids whether it be because we got out and settled down as unlikely as that sounded or some unknown reason that Dean would never do what John was doing to them and my father never would.
I played with Dean's hair softly so that I didn't wake him cause he hasn't been getting much sleep with Sam up most nights and too anxious in his concern for his brother so it was good to see him relaxed and taking care of himself for once, Dean never takes care of himself and sometimes that was good, other times not so much especially when it came to taking care of Sam given the fact Dean pretty much raised Sam at the age of four.
"Eve" I looked down seeing Dean's green eyes open staring up at me. "You alright?"
"Yeah go back to sleep" I brushed his hair down again as his eyes drooped shut practically falling asleep, probably wasn't even completely awake making me chuckle. "I love you Dean Winchester" I closed my own eyes and let myself try and drift off comforted with Dean's mass on top of me.
I woke up in the morning rolling over but stopped opening my eyes when I felt no one else then looked up and saw Dean tying his boot laces.
"Hey, we're leaving in fifteen" I nodded without a word. "I'm gonna go check on Sam" I nodded again and he quickly came over kissing my forehead before he was gone, I rolled my eyes before getting up and went into the bathroom to shower then started getting dressed just tying my shoes when Sam and Dean both walked in. "You ready?"
"Yeah" I grabbed my gun and phone off the bed slipping my phone in my pocket and the gun around my back into the waistline of my jeans then followed them out to the Impala.
We pulled up out the front of the Asylum and we met by a big ass chain link fence, Sam jumped up easily grabbing onto the top swinging himself over due to his freakishly tallness landing on the other side with a heavy thud.
"Boost?" Dean asked with a smirk, I rolled my eyes nodding and walked towards him as he held out his hands clasped together palm up to help me over.
"Don't grab my ass this time" I put my foot into his hands grabbing hold of the fence and he quickly pushed me up so that I could get a hold of the top and pull myself up and over the top landing next to Sam just as Dean jumped climbing his way up to the top then flipped over it landing on his feet, I rolled my eyes. "Show off" he laughed as we turned heading up the stairs into the building.
"So apparently the cops chased the kids here…into the south wing" Sam said as we walked into the main foyer area.
"South wing, huh?" Dean asked turning to the doors that led into the south wing. "Wait a second" I frowned watching as he pointed out John's journal. "South wing, south wing…1972 'three kids broke into the south wing, only one survived' way he tells it one of his friends went nuts and started lighting up the place"
"So whatever's going on, the south wing seems like the heart of it" I replied nodding at the doors.
"Yeah but if kids have been spelunking the asylum why aren't there a ton more deaths?" Dean said flicking through the journal hoping to find the answer.
"Looks like the doors are usually chained" Sam stated walking towards the doors. "Could've been chained up for years"
"Yeah to keep people out or to keep something in" Dean nodded walking over to him and Sam pushed on the door making it swing open with a loud creak then we headed in. "Let me know if you see any dead people, Haley Joel" I rolled my eyes at the 'The Sixth Sense' joke, he had to have a million of these by now, he called Sam and I airheads of facts but he was an airhead of movie puns.
"Dude enough" Sam replied and Dean chuckled.
"I'm serious, you gotta be careful alright ghosts are attracted to that ESP thing you got going on" I rolled my eyes again resisting the urge to hit him.
"I told you guys it's not ESP, I just have strange vibes sometimes…weird dreams" Sam argued as we followed Dean who had the EMF detector out.
"Yeah whatever, don't ask, don't tell"
"You getting any reading on that thing" I quickly cut in before the arguing could start.
"Nope, course it doesn't mean nobody's home" he replied.
"Spirits can't appear during certain hours of the day" Sam added.
"Yeah the freaks come out at night" I hit his chest.
"Really Dean" he laughed then looked back at Sam.
"Hey Sam who do you think the hottest physic, Patricia Arquette, Jennifer Love Hewitt or you?" I rolled my eyes and Sam hit Dean's shoulder as we continued through the halls finding some laboratory room which smelt god awful and looked even worse, almost a serial killer lair. "Man, electroshock, lobotomies…they did some twisted stuff to these people, kind of like my man Jack in Cuckoo's Nest" I shook my head at him cause that wasn't funny, not even in the slightest.
"So what do you think?" I asked getting back to the reason we we're actually here for. "Ghosts are possessing people?"
"Maybe" Sam replied looking around more. "Or maybe it's more like Amityville or the Smurl haunting"
"Yeah spirits drive them insane" Dean nodded. "Kind of like my man Jack in The Shinning"
"Dean…when are we gonna talk about it?" Sam asked making me look over at them.
"Talk about what?" Dean asked him.
"About the fact Dad's not here" Sam replied and I frowned looking over at Dean.
"Oh uh let's see, never"
"I'm being serious man" Sam argued.
"So am I Sam, look he sent us here he obviously wants us here, we'll just have to pick up the search later"
"It doesn't matter what he wants" Sam argued again and I sighed rolling my eyes.
"See that attitude right there, that is why I always got the extra cookie" I hid the smile at Dean's reply.
"Dad could be in trouble, we should be looking for him we deserve some answers Dean, I mean this is our family were talking about" I frowned moving over to the other part of the room letting them have their 'family' quarrel.
"I understand that Sam but he's given us an order" Dean argued.
"So what we gotta always follow Dad's orders" Sam shot back.
"Of course we do" Dean replied angrily as Sam shook his head when Dean turned walking over to the electro…thingy and flipped a switch jumping as if it was going to shock him then picked up a sign. "'Sanford Ellicott', you know what we gotta do we gotta find out more about the south wing" Dean spoke up then turned. "See if something happened here" he shoved the sign against Sam's chest before walking out.
"You shouldn't be so hard on him Sam, he's always done everything your Dad's told him to do and a routine like that is almost impossible to stop so give it a rest will you and let's just do our jobs" I walked out after Dean not letting Sam say anything cause I was still pissed at him.
We left the Asylum and tried to find anything to do with it but quickly stumbled on James Ellicott, son of Sanford so we drove to his practise and Sam went inside to ask him answers while Dean and I waited outside anxiously pacing…well I was since Sam was taking forever, I hated not knowing it was my worst trait.
"Would you calm down your drawing attention, he'll be out soon" I looked around then sighed and leaned against the wall beside him.
"You know I hate waiting and being left out" he nodded wrapping an arm around my shoulders pulling me into him.
"I could keep you busy"
"Dean we're in public"
"Never stopped us before" I laughed especially when he started kissing my neck but then I saw Sam come out and quickly manoeuvred out of Dean's arms.
"Sam, you we're in there forever, what the hell were you talking about?"
"Just the hospital you know" he replied not stopping as Dean and I fell into step behind him.
"And?" Dean and I pressed him.
"And the south wing, it's where they housed the real hard cases, the psychotics, the criminally insane"
"Sounds cozy" Dean muttered.
"Yeah and one night in '64, they rioted attacked staff, attacked each other" Sam continued.
"So what the patients took over the Asylum?" I asked him.
"Apparently"
"Any deaths?" Dean asked.
"Some patients, some staff, I guess it was pretty gory some of the bodies were never even recovered including our chief of staff, Ellicott"
"Wait what do you mean never recovered?"
"Cops scoured every inch of the place but I guess the patients must've stuffed the bodies somewhere hidden"
"That's grim" I muttered this time.
"Yeah" Sam nodded. "So they transferred all the surviving patients and shut down the hospital for good" I sighed nodding my head.
"Alright so to sum it up, we got a bunch of violent deaths and a bunch of unrecovered bodies"
"Which could mean a bunch of angry spirits" Sam added and I nodded my head feeling like this was gonna be an interesting one for sure.
"Oh good times, let's check out the hospital tonight" Dean replied and we got into the Impala heading off to the motel to change, make sure we had everything we needed and a quick bite to eat before the sun started setting falling to darkness and we headed back to the asylum walking in with flashlights, Sam had a night vision camera and Dean had his EMF detector.
"Getting any readings?" I asked Dean seeing it was lighting up.
"Yeah big time"
"This place is orbing like crazy" Sam spoke up and I peeked at the camera.
"There's probably multiple spirits out and about" I replied looking around feeling uneasy.
"If these undiscovered bodies are causing the haunting-"
"We gotta find them and burn them" Dean stated cutting Sam off. "Just be careful, the only thing that makes me more nervous than a pissed off spirit is the pissed of spirit of a psycho killer" I frowned looking up at him as he looked my way but then we continued to walk only to turn around hearing something behind us but there was nothing.
We kept on walking back into one of the laboratories then spilt up to look around the room, I followed Sam with the camera looking around hearing a screeching noise which made us spin around to where it had come from but nothing again so I pressed on but quickly came face to face with a mutilated woman.
"Dean…Dean!" I yelled. "Shot gun!"
"Eve get down!" I didn't need to be told twice and ducked as he fired sending the spirit away, I slowly looked up seeing it was gone then stood looking around.
"That was weird"
"Yeah you're telling me" Dean replied walking back to where he'd left the backpack.
"No Dean, I mean it was weird that she didn't attack me" he looked up like I was crazy.
"Looked pretty agro from where I was standing" I rolled my eyes at the protective tone is his voice.
"She's right she didn't hurt her, didn't look like she was trying to" Sam added backing me up.
"So if she didn't want to hurt me then want did she want?" I replied just as we heard a noise in a room as we were passing it, Sam lit his torch again and Dean raised his shotgun as we entered walking over to a turned over bed where the sound had come from, Dean nodded at us to move the bed so Sam and I grabbed it and pulled it away and the girl jumped turning to face us…it wasn't a ghost.
"It's alright we're not going to hurt you" Dean said seeing this too and dropped the shotgun. "It's okay" I took a step forward.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Katherine…Kat" she replied standing up.
"Okay I'm Evie, this is Dean and that's Sam-"
"What are you doing here?" Sam asked cutting me off.
"Um…my boyfriend Gavin-"
"Is he here?" Dean asked her.
"Somewhere, he thought it would be fun and try and see some ghosts" we shared a look at the stupidness of teenagers. "I thought it was all just…you know, pretend" she added crossing her arms over her chest. "I've seen things, I heard Gavin scream and-"
"Alright Kat, come on Sam's gonna get you out of here and then we're going to find your boyfriend" Dean said taking her hand to lead her out.
"No, no" she argued pulling away from him. "I'm not gonna leave without Gavin, I'm coming with you"
"It's no joke around here, okay it's dangerous"
"That's why I've gotta find him" she insisted and I smiled a little since she was tenacious I'll give her that.
"Alright then, I guess we're gonna split up then" Dean replied surprising me by not arguing with her more. "Let's go" I frowned grabbing his hand.
"Be careful" he nodded.
"You too" I sighed taking out my flashlight again and we all went different directions leaving Kat with Dean.
I walked down the hall swinging my flashlight around but couldn't see anything out of the ordinary and no missing teenage boy but suddenly stopped hearing metallic bangs and looked up also hearing distant yells so I ran towards the sound seeing Dean using a crowbar trying to get through a metal door.
"Dean!"
"What's going on?!" Sam yelled running down the opposite hallway with a boy…obviously Gavin behind him.
"She's inside with one of them" he yelled back continuously hitting the door trying to pry it open.
"Help me!" we heard Kat yell from inside.
"Kat!" Gavin yelled.
"Get me out of here!"
"Kat, it's not going to hurt you, listen to me you have to face it, you have to calm down!" Sam yelled leaning against the door.
"She's gotta what!" Dean exclaimed, clearly not okay with this.
"I have to what?" Kat asked as well.
"The spirits, they're not trying to hurt us they're trying to communicate, you listen to it you gotta face it" I frowned at Sam because we didn't know that for sure since we couldn't see what was happening in there.
"You face it!" she yelled.
"No, it's the only way you're going to get out of there"
"No!"
"Kat listen to him, look at it that's all" I cut in hoping she might listen. "Come on you can do it!" it went silent as we all waited hoping that we were right about this.
"Kat?" Gavin asked.
"Man, I hope you guys are right about this" Dean said and I frowned hoping that too.
"Yeah, me too" Sam replied with a heavy breath then the door seemed to unlock and open on its own so we all stepped back letting it swing open and saw Kat.
"Oh Kat" Gavin sighed as she went to him while we went into the room having a look around but the ghost was gone.
"One-thirty-seven" Kat suddenly spoke up.
"Sorry?" Dean asked her.
"It whispered in my ear, 137" she clarified and the boys and I shared a look.
"Room number" we all said at the exact same time before Dean bent down to the bag.
"Alright so if these spirits arent trying to hurt anyone-"
"Then what are they trying to do?" Dean said cutting Sam off.
"Maybe that's what they've been trying to tell us" I added.
"Guess we'll find out" Dean nodded. "Alright" we stood back up looking at Kat and Gavin. "So…now you guys ready to leave this place?"
"That's an understatement" Kat replied making me smile and nod my head.
"Okay" Dean turned to Sam. "You get them out of here, Evie and I will go and find room 137" I sighed wishing I could get the hell out of here too but I followed Dean after squeezing Sam's arm real quick.
Dean and I walked down the halls shining our flashlights to read each room number but so far no 137 and I was starting to think there was no room 137 before Dean stopped with his light clearly lighting up 137.
"Got it" I sighed and helped him open the door, it looked like it'd been used as an office space. "Hey, check it out" I looked down at Dean's feet and saw a name plate 'Dr. Sanford Ellicott'
"Guess this was his" I looked around then walked over to one of the filing cabinets flipping through some of the files but it wasn't really anything worth looking through, I turned and saw Dean over near the wall just as he removed a panel and took something out.
"This is why I get paid the big bucks" he mumbled to himself as I walked over.
"What is it?" I asked him.
"I don't know some kind of briefcase" he opened it and pulled out a leather bound book flipping it open to the first page 'Patient Journal'.
"Patient Journal?" he shrugged sitting down and started flipping through it and some of the pictures we're pretty gruesome and disgusting, he was experimenting alternate medical practices, no wonder the patients rioted.
"Why all work and no play makes Dr Ellicott a very dull boy" I rolled my eyes at Dean but looked up hearing a sound but again nothing was there.
"We should go, Sam's taking too long" he nodded and grabbed the book before we left the room searching for Sam.
We walked down a hallway near one of the exits about to turn a corner after hearing the kids voices but Dean suddenly pulled me down as a gunshot went off.
"Damn it, damn it, don't shoot it's us" he exclaimed.
"Sorry, sorry" Kat called out.
"Son of a…" he stood up helping me stand after he'd practically thrown me to the ground and we walked around confidant we weren't gonna get shot. "What are you still doing here, where's Sam?" Dean asked them.
"He went to the basement, you called him" Gavin replied.
"I didn't call him" I frowned looking up at Dean as he looked down at me. "Neither of us did"
"His cell phone rang, he said it was you" Kat added looking up at Dean.
"Basement, huh?" they nodded so Dean reached over grabbing his handgun stuffing it into his jacket pocket. "All right, watch yourselves and watch out for us" we walked away but I was a little uneasy leaving those kids alone but no way was I not going with Dean as we headed down into the basement. "What is it with girls and shooting at me?" I laughed knowing what he was bringing up.
"Oh come on, I apologized a million times already for that" my first hunt, the poltergeist I'd mistaken Dean for it after we'd all had to spilt up and accidently shot him instead.
"I told you I'd never let you forget it" he replied then all seriousness was back as we made it to the basement and started looking around for Sam. "Sammy!" I moved my flashlight side to side. "Sam you down here?"
"Sam!" I called looking at Dean in the corner of my eyes cause this didn't feel right.
"Sam!" Dean called just as we turned and Sam was suddenly there. "Man answer us when we're calling you!" Dean exclaimed after his near heart attack.
"Are you alright?" I asked Sam.
"Yeah I'm fine" Sam replied.
"You know that wasn't me who called your cell"
"Yeah I know, I think something lured me down here"
"We think we know who, Dr Ellicott" I replied.
"That's what the other spirits have been trying to tell us, you haven't seen him have you?" Dean added.
"No, how do you know it was him?" Sam asked making me frown since it had been his idea that the other spirits weren't trying to hurt us yet he was doubting us now.
"Cause we found his log book, apparently he was experimenting on his patients, some awful stuff makes lobotomies look like a couple of aspirin"
"But it was the patients who rioted" Sam argued.
"Yeah, they were rioting against Dr Ellicott, Dr feelgood was working on some sort of like extreme rage therapy, he thought that if he could get his patients to vent their anger then they'd be cured of it instead it only made them worse and worse, angrier and angrier so I'm thinking what if his spirit is doing the same thing, to the cop, to the kids in the 70's making them so angry they become homicidal" Sam scoffed. "Come on, we gotta find his bones and torch them" Dean added walking past Sam.
"How, the police never found his body?"
"The log book said he had some sort of a hidden procedure room down here somewhere where he'd work on his patients, so if I was a patient I'd drag his ass down here, do a little work on him myself"
"I don't know it sounds kind of-"
"Crazy, yeah exactly" Dean replied cutting Sam off again as he opened up one of the steel doors and headed inside with a nod of his head for us to follow.
"You sure you're okay?" I asked Sam because something just didn't seem right.
"Yeah I told you I'm fine" I nodded following after Dean into the room. "I told you I looked everywhere, I didn't find a hidden room" Sam said walking in behind me.
"Well that's why they call it hidden" Dean argued turning his head just as the sound of a breeze swept through the room. "You hear that?"
"What?" Sam asked making me frown turning to him cause there was no way he couldn't hear that.
"There's a door here" Dean spoke up so I turned to see him knelt near the wall near a board that was coming undone and light underneath it.
"Dean" I turned towards Sam but he suddenly grabbed me arm around my throat and pressed the shotgun to my head. "Step back from the door"
"Sam, put the gun down and let her go" Dean said standing up holding his hands up in surrender.
"Is that an order?" Sam asked and as I looked up I saw the blood coming out of his nose.
"No it's more of a friendly request-"
"Because I'm getting pretty tired of your orders" Sam cut him off pressing the gun against my head more.
"I knew it, Ellicott did something to you didn't he?" I asked looking up at Sam.
"For once in your life just shut up" I frowned as he pulled my head back baring my neck gun pressing against the side of my head, the sawn-off barrels cutting into my skin.
"What are you going to do Sam, gun's filled with rock salt it's not going to kill me" I spat at him watching Dean look at me like I was an idiot for goading him then Sam turned the gun firing and it hit Dean in the chest sending him crashing through the door.
"No but it hurts like hell especially for you when I shoot him"
"Dean!" I yelled fighting against Sam's hold. "Dean!" he was out cold. "Dean wake up!" he started coughing and I sighed in relief as Sam moved us forward to stand over Dean.
"Sam just let her go, we gotta burn Ellicott's bones and all this'll be over, you'll be back to normal" Dean groaned in pain.
"I am normal" Sam argued. "I'm just telling the truth for the first time, I mean why are we even here because your following Dad's orders like a good little solider, because you always do what he says without question, are you that desperate for his approval?!" Sam yelled then looked down at me with a sadistic smile. "And your too stupid to stand up to Dean, too stupid think for yourself" I glared at him.
"This isn't you talking Sam"
"That's the difference between you two and me, I have a mind of my own I'm not pathetic like you's"
"So what are you gonna do huh?" Dean asked still in pain by the sound of his voice. "You gonna kill us?"
"You know, I am sick of doing what you tell me to do, we're no closer to finding Dad today than we were six months ago"
"Well then here, I'll make it easier for you" Dean replied reaching into his pocket and pulled out his gun holding it up to Sam. "Come on take it, just let Evie go she's got nothing to do with this" Sam looked down at me before pushing me away and I immediately dropped to my knees beside Dean as Sam took the gun. "Real bullets are gonna work a hell of a lot better than rock salt"
"Sam don't do this" I looked up as he threw the shotgun aside as I moved Dean's head into my lap just as Sam pointed the gun at Dean's head. "Sam look at yourself, this isn't you"
"You hate me that much?" Dean asked him. "You think you can kill your own brother, then go ahead pull the trigger" I had no idea what Dean was doing but knew he wouldn't do this is he wasn't sure Sam wouldn't shoot. "Do it!" Dean exclaimed just as Sam pulled the trigger and I flinched expecting the bang but it never came, it clicked signaling no bullets.
Dean quickly grabbed Sam's arms pulling him down then punched his face sending him back with a yell before Dean stood up pulling me up with him.
"Man I'm not going to give you a loaded pistol" he punched Sam again this time knocking him out grunting in pain holding his chest. "Sorry Sammy"
"Dean don't ever do that again, I don't care if the gun wasn't loaded or that it was Sam you scared me to death" I quickly hugged his side.
"Uh-uh" he nodded making me roll my eyes before we moved through the room looking around moving curtains aside before Dean stopped waving his flashlight over a cabinet. "Bingo" he opened it up and I recoiled at the sight and smell, my stomach contents threatening to come back up. "Oh that's just gross"
We grabbed the rock salt and both started shaking it all over the bones neither of us noticing the flashlight flickering off as Dean poured the lighter fluid over him as well gagging at the smell and before I could warn him one of the tables lurched into him sending him flying and Ellicott was on top of him hands on either side of his face with what looked like electricity pouring out of his fingers into Dean.
"Dean!" I yelled just as another table lurched hitting me and I fell back hitting my head on a wall getting dazed for a second.
"Don't be afraid I'm going to help you, I'm going to make you all better"
"Dean!" I yelled barely seeing right as a bright orange fuzzy light filled my vision.
"Eve" I looked up shaking my head clearing my vision and saw Dean had managed to light the corpse and Ellicott was gone and Sam was now awake slowly sitting up. "You're not gonna try and kill me, are you?" Dean asked him.
"No" Sam replied.
"Good…because that would be awkward" Dean nodded turning to me as I rubbed the back of my head coming away with a small amount of blood. "Eve" he stood up helping me to my feet then touched the back of my head making me wince. "I'll clean that up in the car" I nodded slipping my hand into his as we packed up our weapon bag and walked up meeting the kids and left the Asylum seeing it was daylight.
"Thanks guys" Kat said.
"Yeah thanks" Gavin added.
"No more haunted asylums okay?" Dean said and they nodded before going to their car and leaving.
"Hey Dean" Sam spoke up. "I'm sorry man, I said some awful things back there and Eve I should apologize to you too"
"You remember all that?" Dean asked him as he put the weapons into the trunk.
"Yeah" Sam nodded. "It's like I couldn't control it but I didn't mean, any of it" he added looking at me but I couldn't help feel that he meant some of it.
"You didn't, huh?" Dean asked him.
"No of course not" Sam insisted and Dean smiled nodding his head. "Do we need to talk about this?"
"No, I'm not really in the sharing-and-caring kind of mood, I just want to get some sleep and Evie needs a patch up" I rolled my eyes at Dean but got into the passenger seat and Sam climbed into the back.
We got back to the motel heading into Sam's room and Dean cleaned out the wound on my head with antiseptic and after drinking enough alcohol to numb the pain we both passed out in the spare bed too exhausted to hear Dean's phone ring or Sam answering it.