Alright, John got saved by the evil demons, :). But There's bad news coming.. duh duh duh...
Cabin
The Impala is parked outside a cabin in the woods.
Inside Sam is pouring salt along the window still. His face is a mess –bruised, bloody, and swollen. Emma checks out the bruises on her neck. It's appearing already.
She glances at her hand and couldn't understand how she was able to get the man off her or throwing him in the air. It scared her.
Emma glances at Sam and Sam was looking at her. "How did you…" Sam was about to ask her when Dean came in.
"How is he?" Sam asks, looking at Dean.
"He just needed a little rest, that's all. How are you?"
"I'll survive." Sam turns to his brother. "Hey, you don't think we were followed here, do you?"
"I don't know. I don't think so. I mean, we couldn't have found a more out-of-the-way place to hole up." Dean says, glancing at Emma. She was looking in the mirror when she saw Dean. She looks down.
"Yeah." Sam looks at his brother. "Hey, uh…Dean, you, um…you saved my life back there."
Dean smiles at Sam. "So, I guess you're glad I brought the gun, huh?"
"Man, I'm trying to thank you here."
Emma chuckles at them and sat down in one of the chairs.
"You're welcome."
Sam walks across the room.
"Hey, Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"You know that guy I shot? There was a person in there." Dean says gently.
"You didn't have a choice, Dean." Sam replies, looking at Dean.
"Yeah, I know, that's not what bothers me."
"Then what does?"
"Killing that guy, killing Meg. I didn't hesitate, I didn't even flinch. For you or Dad, the things I'm willing to do or kill, it's just, uh… it scares me sometimes."
Sam just looks at him, not knowing what to say. John comes into the room.
"It shouldn't. You did well." John says, nodding at him.
"You're not mad?" Dean says, baffled at his father's reaction.
"For what?"
"Using a bullet."
John chuckles. "Mad? I'm proud of you. You know, Sam and I, we can get pretty obsessed. But you - you watch out for this family. You always have."
"Thanks." Dean smiles gently.
The wind suddenly picks up and the light start to flicker. They all go over to the window. Emma's heart was beating quickly as she searches outside.
"It found us. It's here." John announces, looking at them.
Sam said, "The demon?"
"Sam, lines of salt in front of every window, every door," John says, making an order.
"I already did it."
"Well, check it, okay?"
"Okay." Sam leaves the room
Emma walks away from the windows and prepares herself for the coming demon. She could try use her new power but didn't have a control of it yet so she can't technically defend herself yet. She didn't know how to use the guns and Dean refuses to give them to her.
"Dean, you got the gun?" John asks Dean.
"Yeah."
"Give it to me." John says, putting his hand out for the gun.
Dean takes out the Colt out of his jeans. "Dad, Sam tried to shoot the demon in Salvation. It disappeared."
"This is me. I won't miss. Now, the gun, hurry."
Dean hesitates and looks down at the gun.
Emma felt that something was wrong. An alarm went off in her mind. She stood up slowly and watches Dean and John.
"Son, please."
Dean starts to back up a few steps.
"Give me the gun. What are you doing, Dean?" John frowns at Dean.
"He'd be furious."
"What?"
"That I wasted a bullet. He wouldn't be proud of me, he'd tear me a new one."
John just looks at him as Dean raises the gun, pointing it at him and cocking it.
"You're not my Dad."
Emma walks slowly to Dean.
"Dean, put the gun down." Emma whispers, glancing at Dean. She thought that he was losing it.
"Dean, it's me." John says, trying to convince him.
"I know my Dad better than anyone. And you ain't him."
"What's the hell's gotten into you?" John argues.
"Dean, put the gun down please," Emma begs Dean. He shook his head.
"I could ask you the same thing. Stay back." Dean orders John.
Sam comes into the room and is shocked to see Dean pointing the gun at John.
"Dean? What the hell's going on?" Sam barks out, confused at the exchange. Emma glances at Sam and shook her head.
"Your brother's lost mind" John says to Sam.
"He's not Dad." Dean explains to Sam.
"What?" Sam says, shocked.
"I think he's possessed. I think he's been possessed since we rescued him." Dean starts to get upset.
"Don't listen to him, Sammy." John says to Sam.
"Dean, how do you know?"
"He's…. he's different." Dean says, fighting back tears.
"You know, we don't have time for this. Sam, you wanna kill this demon, you've gotta trust me." John says, glancing at Sam.
Sam looks back and forth between his father and brother. Dean glances at him, but doesn't say anything else to convince him.
Emma frowns as she watches John. She senses that there was something different about John.
"Dean, I think you're right. John's different," Emma whispers and walks to Dean's side. She stood there while waiting for Sam to make his decision.
"Sam?" John says, desperate for Sam to take his side.
Sam looks back and forth.
"No. No." Sam says, moving over to stand by his brother's side.
John looks at them.
"Fine. You're both so sure, go ahead. Kill me."
John looks down and waits.
Dean holds the gun on him, but can't pull the trigger.
"I thought so." John says, looking back up and his eyes are yellow.
Sam lunges, but are thrown against the wall, pinned there. So is Dean, and he drops the Colt. John picks it up and Emma whimpers as she walks backward. She waves her hand on him and nothing happened. Emma grunts in frustration.
John waves his hand on her and she is thrown against the wall, pinned next to Sam.
"What a pain in the ass this thing's been," John observes the gun, chuckling.
"It's you, isn't it? We've been looking for you for a long time." Sam says, realizing the demon was inside his father.
"Well, you found me." John gestures at himself.
"But the holy water?"
"You think something like that works on something like me?" John chuckles, staring at Sam.
Sam tries to fight the force that has him pinned to the wall, but fails.
"I'm gonna kill you!" Sam says angrily.
"Oh, that'd be a neat trick. In fact," John puts the gun down on a table. "Here. Make the gun float to you there, psychic boy."
Sam looks at the gun, but nothing happens.
"Well, this is fun." John says, walking over to the window beside Dean. "I would've killed you a hundred times today, but this…. (Sighs) this is worth the wait."
Dean struggles, but is still pinned to the wall. John looks over to him.
"Your Dad – he's in here with me. Trapped inside his own meat suit. He says "hi", by the way. He's gonna tear you apart. He's gonna taste the iron in your blood."
"Let him go, or I swear to God" Dean threatens to John.
"What? What are you and God gonna go? You see, as far as I'm concerned, this is justice." John comes over to Dean. "You know that little exorcism of yours? That was my daughter."
"Who, Meg?" Dean spats to John.
John smiles then stare at him coldly. "The one in the alley? That was my boy. You understand."
"You've got to be kidding me." Dean scoffs at John.
"What? You're the only one that can have a family? You destroyed my children. How would you feel if I killed your family? (He smiles at Dean) Oh, that's right. I forgot. I did. Still, two wrongs don't make a right."
Dean stares at John coldly. "You son of a bitch."
"I wanna know why. Why'd you do it?" Sam asks, struggling to get off the wall.
John turns to Sam. "You mean did I kill Mommy and pretty, little Jess?"
"Yeah."
Jon turns back to Dean. "You know, I never told you this, but Sam was going to ask her to marry him. (He backs up toward Sam) Been shopping for rings and everything. (He turns to Sam) You want to know why? Because they got in the way."
Emma whimper as she watches John. Sam frowns in confusion. "In the way of what?"
"My plans for you, Sammy. You… and all the children like you." John says to Sam then look at Emma. He smiles at Emma and walks over to her.
"Oh, my pretty Emma. I was delighted when you threw my son in the air. I was so excited that your powers are finally coming out." John says, caressing her cheek. She turns away when he did that.
John chuckles at Emma and she looks back at him. "Why? Why did you kill my parents? They weren't in your way! You could have just left them alone!"
John stares at her then responded. "Because your mother was researching on the demons, and I couldn't afford her to warn you away. That's why I slit her throat as she discovered that the demons were real."
Emma gasps quietly then sobs. "No… I hate you!" Emma screams as she struggles.
"Listen, you mind just getting this over with, huh? Cause I really can't stand the monologue." Dean says, looking at John.
John goes to him. "Funny, but that's all part of your M.O., isn't it? Masks all that nasty pain, masks the truth."
"Oh, yeah? What's that?"
"You know, you fight and you fight for this family, but the truth is they don't need you. Not like you need them. Sam – he's clearly John's favorite. Even when they fight, it's more concern than he's ever shown you."
"I bet you're real proud of your kids, too, huh? Oh wait, I forgot. I wasted 'em." Dean just smiles at him and John looks at Dean.
He steps back and puts his head down. When he looks back up, Dean suddenly yells in pain.
"Dean! No!" Sam yells.
"Oh my god! Stop it, stop hurting Dean! Stop!" Emma yells at John.
Dean starts to bleed heavily from his chest. Sam starts to struggle against the force pinning him. Emma did the same thing.
"Dad! Dad, don't you let it kill me!" Dean yells at John.
John looks at him again and smiles. Dean starts screaming in pain.
"You son of bitch, stop!" Emma yells, struggling against the force pinning her.
"Dean! No!" Sam yells again.
The blood is flowing out of Dean. Sam struggles as hard as he can to break free. Blood is running out of Dean's mouth.
"Dad, please," Dean says, strained.
Dean passes out.
"Dean!" Sam calls out.
Suddenly, John starts to whisper. "Stop."
Sam and Emma is suddenly let go. "Stop it." John whispers again.
Sam dives and grabs the gun off the table. John turns to him, eyes yellow once again, and Sam aims the gun at him.
Emma ran over to Dean and took her jacket off, pressing the jacket on his chest. Dean moans in pain.
Emma caresses his cheek. "I'm sorry…" she whispers, pressing the jacket harder on this chest to stop the bleeding.
"You kill me, you kill Daddy." John says to Sam, who is aiming the gun at him.
"I know."
Sam fires the gun, shooting John in the leg. He falls down and so does Dean. Emma caught him in time. Sam gets up and goes to his brother.
"Dean? Dean, hey? Oh God, you've lost a lot of blood." Sam said, glancing at the blood underneath Dean.
"Where's Dad?" Dean moans in pain.
"He's right here. He's right here, Dean." Sam says gently.
"Go check on him."
Emma looks up at Sam.
"Dean," Sam objects.
"Go check on him." Dean repeated himself.
Sam gets up and goes over to check on John. He is laying motionless on the floor.
Sam leans down to John. "Dad? Dad?"
John suddenly looks up which caused Sam to back up quickly and caused Emma to jerk back in fear.
"Sammy! It's still alive. It's inside me, I can feel it. You shoot me. You shoot me! You shoot me in the heart, son!"
Sam aims the gun at John. "Do it now!" John shouted, straining to keep the demon inside.
"Sam, don't you do it. Don't you do it," Dean threatens Sam. Emma glances at Dean then at Sam. Emma could tell that Sam was being tortured about what to do.
"You've gotta hurry! I can't hold onto it longer! You shoot me, son! Shoot me! Son, I'm begging you! We can end this right here and now! Sammy!"
"Sam, no." Dean tells Sam again.
"You do this! Sammy! Sam…"
Suddenly, John's mouth opens and the demon leaves John in a black cloud from his mouth. It disappears through the floor.
Emma closes her eyes in relief then opens her eyes and saw John's face.
John looks at Sam accusingly.
"Sam, we need to take Dean to the hospital now!" Emma says, realizing that he continued to bleed from his chest. She could see the color changing in his face from normal to pale.
"Sam!" Emma grunts as she tries to get Dean up.
Sam looks at his father once more then ran over to Dean, helping Emma with Dean.
They get Dean in the backseat and Emma went back inside to help John. She helped John into the car seat next to Sam then ran back into the backseat where she grabs a towel from the house and presses on his chest.
In the Impala
Sam is driving with John by his side. Dean is in the backseat with Emma. John gasps in pain; Dean is just slumped in the back seat. Emma was so worried about Dean that she continues to try to stop the bleeding.
"Look, just hold on, alright. The hospital's only ten minutes away." Sam says when he heard John gasped in pain again. He looks in the driver's view mirror and sees Emma's worried look.
"I'm surprised at you, Sammy. Why didn't you kill it? I thought we saw eye-to-eye on this? Killing this demon comes first before me, before everything." John says, grunted in pain.
Sam looks in the rear view mirror at Dean.
"No, sir. Not before everything. Look, we've still got the Colt. We still have the one bullet left. We just have to start over, alright?"
Emma checks Dean's pulse. His pulse was getting weak. "Dean, stay with us. Please." Emma whispers in his ear.
Sam continues to talk. "I mean, we already found the demon…"
An eighteen wheeler suddenly slams into the passenger side of the Impala at full speed, driving it sideway in front of it.
The driver of the semi is sitting behind the wheel. His eyes are black.
Dean, Sam, Emma, and John are all unconscious in the car – blood all over them.
Oh crap!
