SALVATION

Evie's POV

I was laying on one of the beds looking up at the ceiling trying to avoid and ignore the rising nausea I'd been feeling the last two days or so since now was not the time to be getting sick and didn't want to be side-lined if anyone one of the three men standing in front of me noticed especially Dean.

We'd spent every waking minute going over all what John had on this demon and the room walls were covered in maps, newspaper clippings and notes of John's research and patterns that he'd picked up on and I was impressed, he truly was the master.

"So this is it, this is everything I know" John spoke up from his place at the table with Sam's laptop in front of him as he pointed around the room. "Look our whole lives we've been searching for this demon right?" he asked and when I looked up he was looking at Sam and Dean. "Not a trace just nothing until about a year ago, for the first time I picked up a trail"

"That's when you took off" Dean stated.

"Yeah that's right, the demon must have come out of hiding or hibernation" John nodded.

"Alright so what's this trail you found?" Dean asked him.

"Starts in Arizona, then New Jersey, California…houses burned down to the ground, its going after families just like it went after us"

"Family's with infants?" Sam asked speaking up.

"Yeah" John nodded. "The night of the kids 6-month birthday"

"I was six months old that night?" Sam asked looking between Dean and John.

"Exactly six months" John replied.

"So basically this demon is going after these kids for some reason" Sam said then scoffed. "The same way it came for me" none of us replied. "So Mom's death…Jess it's because of me?"

"We don't know that Sam" Dean argued.

"Oh really cause I'd say were pretty damn sure Dean!" Sam snapped.

"For the last time what happened is not your fault"

"Yeah your right its not my fault but it's my problem" Sam shouted back at him.

"No its not your problem, it's our problem"

"Okay that's enough!" I cut in since all this yelling was giving me a headache, I sat up and glared at Dean and Sam as John stood up nodding at me with praise for getting them to stop.

"So why is it doing it, what does it want?" Sam asked a lot calmer now.

"Look I wish I had more answers, I do" John replied looking at him. "I've always been one step behind it, look I've never gotten there in time to save…" he trailed off avoiding saying what we all knew.

"Alright so how do we find it before it hits again?" I asked looking up at John as I sat up straighter moving to sit on the edge of the bed.

"There's signs, look it took me a while to see the pattern but in the days before these fires signs crop up in an area, cattle deaths, temperature fluctuations, electrical storms and then I went back and checked and…"

"These things happened in Lawrence" Dean finished for him.

"A week before your mother died" John nodded at him then turned towards Sam. "And in Palo Alto…before Jessica and these signs there starting again" John added as Dean and I shared a look.

"Where?" Sam asked him.

"Salvation, Iowa" John replied and so we left with Sam, Dean and I in the Impala with me resting in the back still fighting of the constant nausea while Dean was driving following John in his truck all the way to Salvation but not long after we passed the welcome sign John pulled off the road and Dean followed him into the little pull off area and he got out so we hopped out too.

"God damnit!" John cursed slamming his door.

"What is it?" Dean asked him.

"Son of a bitch!"

"What is it?" Dean asked him again more forcefully.

"I just got a call from Caleb" he replied.

"Is he okay?" Dean asked him.

"He's fine, Jim Murphy's dead" my eyes widened in shock.

"Pastor Jim?!" I asked my eyes brimming with sudden tears because every time my Dad went on longer hunts I'd spent time in Blue Earth, Minnesota with him from the time of was three years old and he'd been nothing but kind to me, always helping me out with my homework and he'd taught me a lot about the supernatural in my time with him which helped me come to terms with the nightmares out there in the dark.

"How?" Sam asked seeing as I couldn't get any more words out.

"Throat was slashed" John replied and I saw his look towards me as I braced myself against the Impala choking back silent sobs, I never got this emotional as I was always good at compartmentalizing them but it was probably that shock. "He bled out" I felt more tears slide out from my eyes and Dean moved towards me pulling me against him letting me seek comfort in him in front of his Dad but right now I didn't care. "Caleb said they found traces of sulfur at Jim's place"

"A demon" Dean replied gently rubbing my back but was looking at John. "The demon?" he asked seeing some look John must have given him.

"I don't know" John replied shaking his head. "Could be he just got…he got careless he slipped up, maybe the demon knows were getting close"

"What do you wanna do?" Dean asked and I stepped back brushing away the tears nodding that I was okay more when Dean looked down at me.

"Now we act like every second counts, there's two hospitals and a health center in this county, we spilt up we cover more ground I want records, I want a list of every infant that's gonna be six months old in the next week"

"Dad that could be a dozen of kids, how the hell are we gonna know which ones the right one?" Sam asked him.

"We'll check them all, that's how" John replied a littler harsher than was necessary. "You got any better ideas?" he asked seeing our hesitation more so Sam's.

"No sir" Sam replied and after John and Dean shared a look we made a move to get back into the Impala but John stopped hesitating at the tray of his truck.

"Dad?" Dean asked seeing it too.

"Yeah?" he replied with his voice just sounding ready to break then turned to us. "It's Jim, you know…I can't" he trailed off and I made the decision walking towards him and hugged him since we were both grieving a friend and he surprisingly hugged me back before I stepped away and he nodded with a small smile of appreciative smile. "This ends now I'm ending it, I don't care what it takes" John added then got into his truck so I turned walking back towards the Impala and got into the back while Sam and Dean got into the front as we followed John again.

Once we spilt up I went with Sam since I really didn't want to be with Dean right now when I was still feeling nauseous and off because if anyone was going to notice it'd be him so we went in and after flashing some badges they gladly handed over the birth of children born around six months ago and wrote down the likely victims.

After we had all the information we walked out of the Medical center but Sam suddenly winced and grabbed the side of his temples and I instantly recognized him having a vision and reached out to stable him in case he passed out this time.

"Sammy talk to me?" I said when it seemed to stop but then he winced again reaching for the bridge of his nose.

"A train" he finally said.

"What?" I asked confused as he reached back into his bag and grabbed a map out of the front pocket. "Sam speak" I exclaimed since he was scaring me given his last victim included Dean dying but he continued to ignore me and looked down at the map.

"Let's go" he suddenly said looking up and grabbed my hand running and it was enough to make the nausea came back.

"Sam just stop and tell me what's going on"

"I think I know who's next" he replied and continued to run dragging me behind him into a park before he paused to look back down at the map and I was able to catch my breath in order to force the nausea back but then he winced grabbing his temples again before walking forward again as I frowned with worry but his eyes fixated on a house across the street then turned to a woman pushing a stroller with an umbrella covering them.

"Is that them?" I asked looking back at Sam and he nodded.

"Come on" he grabbed my hand again and we crossed the street towards her. "Hi, here let me hold that, you look like you don't need that anymore" Sam said to her once we reached her and I held off frowning.

"Oh…thanks" she replied as Sam held the stroller while she smiled closing the umbrella.

"She's gorgeous, is she yours?" I asked looking down at the baby.

"Yeah" the woman smiled.

"Oh wow hi" I crooned looking down at the baby. "I'm sorry, were rude, I'm Evelyn and this is Sam we just moved in up the block" I added holding out my hand towards her.

"Oh hey, I'm Monica" she replied and Sam repeated her name as he shook her hand as well. "This is Rosie"

"Rosie, hi Rosie" Sam repeated again looking down into the stroller.

"So welcome to the neighborhood"

"Thank you" Sam and I said at the same time.

"How long you been married?" she asked and I looked up.

"Uh three months, still fresh right honey?" I replied after shaking off the awkwardness of her thinking Sam and I were married.

"That's right" Sam smiled putting his arm around my waist. "She's such a good baby" he added looking back down at little Rosie.

"I know, she…I mean she never cries she just stares at everybody sometime she looks at you and I swear it's…it's like she's reading your mind" Monica replied and I hid my frown again.

"What about you Monica, have you lived here long?" Sam asked her.

"My husband and I, we brought our place just before Rosie was born" Monica replied.

"How old is Rosie?" Sam asked her.

"She's six months today" Monica replied with pride but Sam and I shared a worried look. "She's big right, growing like a weed"

"Yeah" I agreed forcing a smile as I looked down at the baby again.

"Monica…" Sam began and I looked up frowning thinking he was gonna tell her.

"Yeah?" she asked when he paused.

"Just…just take care of yourself, okay?"

"Yeah you too Sam, Evelyn, we'll see you around" she replied.

"Yeah definitely" Sam nodded and she started to walk away and a car horn beeped as a car pulled into their driveway.

"Oh there's daddy" we heard her say as we walked away watching as she greeted her husband at the car but then my attention went to Sam when he cried out grabbing his head again rubbing his hands over his eyes in pain.

"Sam!" I steadied him grabbing his arm and led him away. "Let's get back to the motel, we have to tell Dean" he nodded following me.

We made it back to the motel room we'd booked before we all set out to get the information and found John and Dean already back and so Sam told them what he'd seen and I told them that we found the people the demon was going to visit tonight but the look on John's face told me he didn't believe Sam.

"A vision?" John asked looking over at Sam who was sitting at the table still rubbing his temple.

"Yes" Sam grunted out. "I saw the demon burning a woman on the ceiling"

"Alright and you think it will happen to this woman because-?"

"Because these things happen exactly the way I see them" Sam said cutting their father off.

"Yeah they started out as nightmares then they started happening while he was awake" Dean added standing up walking over to where Sam and I were.

"Yeah it's like…I don't know it's like the closer I get to anything involving the demon the stronger the visions get" Sam said and I rubbed his shoulder looking up at Dean as he poured himself another cup of coffee.

"Alright when were you gonna tell me this?" John snapped looking up at Dean and he spun towards his Dad.

"We didn't know what it meant" Dean replied.

"Alright something like this starts happening to your brother you pick up the phone and call me" John snapped and Dean put down his mug turning completely towards his Dad.

"Call you?" Dean asked slowly walking towards him. "Are you kidding me?" he added and John's face hardened. "Dad I called you from Lawrence alright, Sam and Eve called you when I was dying, I mean getting you on the phone I got a better chance of winning the lottery"

"Your right" John agreed and I raised an eye. "Although I'm not real crazy about this new tone of yours, your right I'm sorry"

"Look guys, visions or no visions the fact is we know the demon is coming tonight and this family's gonna go through the same hell that we went through" Sam cut in.

"No they're not" John argued. "No one is, ever again" he added just as Sam's phone rang and he picked it up.

"Hello…who is this?" he asked and I watched his expression go cautious. "Meg" I frowned confused since she was dead. "Last time I saw you, you fell out a window" I looked up at Dean as he looked around out the windows. "Just your feelings…that was a seven story drop" he looked up after she replied at their Dad. "My Dad, I don't know where my Dad is?" he looked back up at John as he held out his hand so Sam handed him the phone.

"This is John" John said pressing the phone to his ear. "I'm here" I frowned definitely hating not hearing the other end. "Caleb?" my eyes widened and I shared a looking with Dean before we all looked up at John. "Caleb…you listen to me, he's got nothing to do with anything, you let him go…I don't know what your talking about…Caleb, Caleb!" I frowned since that didn't sound good. "I'm gonna kill you, you know that?" she said something else. "Okay…I said okay, I'll bring you the Colt" we all looked at him in shock. "Its going to take me about a day's drive to get there…that's impossible, I can't get there in time and I can't just carry a gun on a plane" he said then after a few more words he hung up.

"So you think Meg is a demon?" Sam asked standing up.

"Either that or she's possessed by one, it doesn't really matter" John replied.

"What do we do?" Dean asked him.

"I'm going to Lincoln"

"What?" Dean asked stepping forward.

"Doesn't seem like I have a choice, if I don't go a lot of people die…our friends die" he added and when his eyes met mine I knew what he meant and by knowing Meg I was guessing she threatened to kill everyone we knew which included my father.

"Dad the demon is coming tonight for Monica and her family, that gun is all we got you can't just hand it over" Sam argued.

"Who said anything about handing it over?" John replied and I frowned confused. "Besides us and a couple of vampires no one's really seen this gun, no one knows what it looks like"

"So what your just gonna pick up a ringer at a pawnshop?" I asked him since I doubted they were going to be fooled.

"Antique store" John shrugged.

"Your gonna hand Meg a fake gun and hope she doesn't notice?" Dean argued.

"Look as long as it's close she shouldn't be able to tell the difference"

"Yeah but for how long?" I protested since it was nuts. "What happens when she figures it out?" I added seeing as if we pissed the demons off anymore than who knows how they'll react and my fathers life is already at risk.

"I just…I just need to buy a few hours that's all"

"You mean for Dean, Eve and I?" Sam asked him. "You want us to stay here and kill this demon by ourselves?"

"No Sam, I wanna stop losing people we love, I want you to go to school, I want…I want Dean to have a home with Evelyn where they can have a family of their own if they want" my eyes widened and shared a look with Dean before we turned back to John. "I want Mary alive" he added after walking away from us and sounded like he was crying. "I just…I just want this to be over" Sam, Dean and I shared another look but we didn't argue.

Dean and I had the task of getting the ringer colt so we hit up a few antique stores finally finding one that was close enough and paid a pretty penny for it before getting back into the Impala to go and meet back up with Sam and John.

"If we do this tonight…do you…I mean would you want what your Dad wants for us?" I asked looking over at him.

"Eve let's talk about this after we kill this demon" I frowned but nodded my head turning to look out the side window. "But yes, if we finish this I want that life" he grabbed my hand and squeezed it just as he pulled up behind where Sam and John were and got out walking towards them.

"Did you get it?" John asked looking at us as we walked towards him and Dean responded by reaching into the inside pocket of his jacket and grabbed the brown paper bag containing the gun and handed it to John who opened it and grabbed the gun out inspecting it.

"You know this is a trap, don't you?" Dean asked him. "That's why Meg wants you to come alone"

"I can handle he, I got a whole arsenal loaded holy water, Mandaic amulets-"

"Dad" Dean said cutting John off.

"What?"

"Promise me something"

"What's that?" John asked him.

"This thing goes south just get the hell out, don't get yourself killed alright your no good to us dead" Dean replied and John nodded.

"Same goes for you, alright listen to me they made the bullets special for this Colt, there's only four of them left and without them this gun is useless, you make every shot count"

"Yes sir" Sam replied without hesitation.

"I've been waiting a long time for this fight now it's here and I'm not gonna be in it" John said and I frowned looking around at them. "It's up to you now" he added looking around. "It's your fight, you finish this, you finish what I started you understand?"

"Uncle John, let me go instead" I spoke up since he was right this was their fight, not mine and they all deserved to be apart of it. "I'll meet with Meg and hand over the fake"

"No Evelyn, you need to help these boys" John argued and I ignored Dean's glare at me before he turned back to John as he held out the real Colt towards Dean and he took it from his Dad.

"We'll see you soon Dad" Sam added and I heard Dean sniffle so I grabbed his hand entwining our fingers.

"I'll see you later" John nodded clapping Sam on the shoulder then headed towards his truck chancing a look back at us before climbing in before driving away.

"Later" Dean said making me turn to look at him.

After watching John's truck disappeared from view we got into the Impala and drove back to Monica's and parked across the street from their place and watched them and so far there was nothing happening, Monica served her husband dinner and the whole time was resting in the back with my head laying back since I was still feeling sick to my stomach and now I had a throbbing headache.

"Maybe we could tell them there's a gas leak, might get them out of the house for a few hours" Sam spoke up and I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah and how many times has that actually worked for us?" Dean said turning to him.

"Yeah" Sam nodded while Dean turned back to the house. "We could always tell them the truth" Sam added up another option and they looked at each other.

"Nah" I rolled my eyes as they spoke at the same time.

"No I know, I know" Sam nodded. "I know, I know I just…with what's coming for these people…"

"Sam we only got one move and you know it, alright we gotta wait for that demon to show itself and then we get it before it gets them"

"I wonder how Dad is doing?" Sam asked opting not to comment on the impending task that was ahead of us.

"I'd feel a lot better if we were there backing him up" Dean replied.

"I'd feel a lot better if he were here backing us up" Sam added and they shared another look before I saw Dean's eyes look up at the rearview mirror at me.

"You alright there Shortstack, your quiet?"

"I'm fine, just mentally preparing for the battle ahead" I replied trying my hardest to get it out without feeling the bile rising in my throat.

"You sure?" he asked and I looked looking up meeting his eyes in the mirror.

"Yes Dean, I'm okay" I moved forward putting my arms around his shoulders from behind leaning my chin on his shoulder. "You need to focus on yourself" I added and he nodded turning back to watch the house as the couple continued to go about their normal routines.

"This is weird" Sam spoke up after a couple more hours of silence.

"What?" Dean asked turning back to face him.

"After all these years were finally here, doesn't seem real" he replied and this time I turned back to him.

"We just gotta keep our heads and do our job, like always" I added before turning back towards the house.

"Yeah but this isn't like always" Sam commented and Dean and I shared a small look back at him.

"True" we said at the same time.

"Dean, Eve…uh I want to thank you's" Sam suddenly said.

"For what?" Dean and I asked him.

"For everything" he replied and we turned towards him confused. "You've both always had my back you know even when I couldn't count on anyone, I could always count on you's and now…I don't know I just wanted to let you's know just in case" I frowned finally understanding what this was.

"Whoa, whoa are you kidding me?" Dean asked beating me to it.

"What?"

"Don't say 'just in case something happens to you' we don't wanna hear that freaking speech man, nobody's dying tonight not us, not that family, nobody except that demon"

"Dean's right Sam, that evil son of a bitch isn't getting any older tonight, you understand us?" I added glaring at him before Dean and I turned back to the house letting him know this conversation was over.

It was already a long night and I was feeling exhausted, angry and still felt unwell which wasn't helping as Dean tried to call John but he wasn't answering which was filling the car with tension as we all worried.

"Dad's not answering" Dean said snapping his phone shut.

"Maybe Meg was late" Sam replied. "Maybe cell reception's bad" he shrugged.

"Yeah well…" Dean trailed off looking back at the house just as the radio started to make a static sound coming on all on its own.

"Dean wait" Sam said alerting Dean's attention to it. "Listen" he turned it up as voices came out but I couldn't make out what they were saying and my attention turned to outside as the wind suddenly picked up right before the lights on their house started flickering and we quickly shared a look. "It's coming" Sam stated jumping out of the car with Dean and I right behind him running across the road towards the house and Dean immediately lockpicked our way in walking through to the staircase but Monica's husband came out of nowhere with a baseball bat and swung it at Dean who dodged out of the way making him smash a lamp instead.

"Get out of my house!" he yelled as Dean fended him off pushing him against the wall with the baseball bat against his chest to keep him there.

"Please, please Mr Holden" Sam begged.

"Be quiet and listen to me, be quiet and listen we are trying to help you"

"Charlie is everything okay?" we heard Monica ask from upstairs.

"Monica get the baby!" the guy yelled to her.

"Don't go in the nursery!" Sam yelled and went towards the stairs.

"Stay away from her!" the guy yelled trying to fight Dean but Dean knocked him out then picked him up.

"Get him outside, I'll get Sam" I told him before taking off upstairs after Sam hearing a gunshot go off and screams. "Sam!" I screamed running into the nursery seeing him restraining Monica as she screamed. "Go get her out of here, I got it take her and go" I ran over to the crib as Sam dragged Monica out and carefully picked up Rosie securing the blanket around her shielding her right before flames burst up.

"Evie's got her" Sam told a fighting Monica as we ran out of the house as the fire spread and smoke filled the air, Sam and Monica were out as I brought up the rear hearing her husband yelling at us.

"You get away from my family!" I ran out after them still holding Rosie in my arms seeing Dean sigh in relief seeing me out and safe.

"No Charlie don't, they saved us" Monica argued placating her husband. "I mean they saved us" she added then turned to me and I handed her baby feeling lightheaded myself from inhaling the smoke and had the feeling that I wanted to be sick and this time couldn't hold it back and turned throwing up just managing to hold my own hair back.

"Eve!" Dean yelled coming up to me and helped hold it back rubbing my back with his other hand. "What's wrong?"

"Just the smoke Dean" I replied turning and looked up at the couple cradling their baby.

"Thank you" Monica said looking at us before we turned towards the burning house and saw a dark shadowed silhouette in the nursery window.

"It's still in there!" Sam exclaimed and went to go back inside.

"Sam…Sam no" Dean said grabbing his arm stopping him.

"Dean let me go, it's still in there!" Sam exclaimed fighting him so I moved forward to help.

"No, it's burning to the ground it's suicide!"

"I don't care!" he argued with me.

"We do!" Dean and I yelled at him and he finally stopped fighting us looking back up at the house and we followed his gaze seeing the silhouette disappear.

We returned to the motel and Dean was still trying to reach John to tell him what had happened and to check in with him but he still wasn't answering and Dean was pacing anxiously while Sam was sitting on his bed and I was in the bathroom knelt over the sink staring down at a white pregnancy stick.

The last few days I knew I'd been feeling off and had tried deluding myself of the possibility that I could've been pregnant but the more and more I thought of it things just made sense so I'd brought the test yesterday before all the stuff with Meg came up and the boys were going through John's research I was able to slip out and buy the test but hadn't had the chance or the courage to take it but after throwing up back there I just had a feeling it was time not expecting a positive reading.

"No…this…why?" I asked myself in a whisper looking into the mirror seeing the tears roll down my cheeks.

"Come on Dad, answer the phone damn it" I heard Dean say so I wiped the tears away then stashed the pregnancy test in the bin under a bunch of tissues and rubbish then went out leaning against the bathroom doorway seeing him still pacing before he stopped and hung up. "Somethings wrong" he said then looked up over at Sam who was staring at a spot on the opposite wall. "You hear me, somethings happened"

"If you's had just let me go in there I could have ended all this" he finally spoke up.

"Sam the only thing you were gonna end was your life" Dean argued walking towards him before walking away and Sam looked up at him.

"You don't know that" Sam argued.

"So what your just willing to sacrifice yourself, is that it?" I snapped at him moving into the room.

"Yeah" he replied standing up. "Yeah your damn right I am"

"Yeah well that's not going to happen, not while I'm around" Dean said glaring at him.

"What the hell are you talking about Dean?" Sam spat back. "We've been searching for this demon our whole lives, it's the only thing we've ever cared about"

"Sam I want to waste it, I do okay but its not worth dying over" Dean yelled at him.

"What?" Sam asked in disbelief.

"I meant it, if hunting this demon means you getting yourself killed then I hope we never find the damn thing"

"That thing killed Jess, that thing killed Mom" Sam replied like that was supposed to change his mind.

"You said it yourself once that no matter what we do, they're gone and they're never coming back" Dean replied and Sam grabbed him slamming him against the wall.

"Sam that's enough" I ran over and tried pulling him off Dean.

"Don't you say that, not you!" Sam yelled in Dean's face. "Not after all this, don't you say that" he added but Dean stared unfazed by Sam throwing him against a wall.

"Sam look…the four of us…that's all we have and it's all I have" Dean admitted and I was the unshed tears in his eyes. "Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holding it together man and without you, Dad or Evie I…" Dean trailed off and Sam finally let him go breathing heavily.

"Dad" he said walking away rubbing his hand over his face before turning back towards us. "He should've called by now, try him again" I frowned since he wasn't thinking straight and his emotions were controlling his actions but Dean obliged pulling out his phone and called their Dad again and it seemed to go through because he looked up at us but not with a relived look.

"Where is he?" Sam looked up with a worry look that I matched wondering what and who the hell answered John's phone but then it couldn't be too hard to guess.