Dean Winchester Is My Dad

by Kalynnblack

Dean winchester is a father, Sam winchester is an Uncle, and John winchester is a grandfather and didn't know about it until an old flame called Dean's cell phone number after dean and John had help dispel a poltergeist in Pennsylvania. yep he was 16 when he became an unknowing father the mother is Amanda Heckerling she was suppose to be the good girl but like all good girls she f

17. Asylum

In ROOSEVELT ASYLUM. ROCKFORD, ILLINOIS. there was a building that has been deserted over run with Graffiti and rubbish everywhere. a Torch light moves along the walls, the chain across a door has broken again its had that happen several times before. the Police have recently been placing patrols on the building especially on the weekends.
A police car pulls up. Two cops walk up to chain link fence surrounding the building.
the First officer complained " Can't keep kids out of this place." while his partner turned and asking "What is it, anyway?" unknowingly why his partner was complaining against the building; the first officer turned and gave his junior partner an eye roll "I forgot! You're not a local. You don't know the legend." Junior asked slightly nervous " Legend? " his Partner started to explain as they continued to walk into the asylum to flush out all the trespassers.
"Every town's got it's stories, right? Ours is Roosevelt Asylum. They say it's haunted with the ghosts of the patients. Spend the night, the spirits will drive you insane." the Senior officer stated.
they entered the abandoned building with their flashlights going up and down the walls and hallways.
"Hello? Police Officers...Po-lice Officers!" yelled the junior Police officer,
"hey look and see the broken chain on the floor." the Senior officer pointed out. " You telling me these kids brought bolt-cutters? C'mon. Let's split up."
this was something that Junior didn't really want to do but to wuss out in front of his superior, and have him heckling him from that point onward. " all right" and then they separated one walking down the hall and the other taking a side corridor

now that the Junior officer was alone his hand on his fire arm and the flash light searching the hall way and in each of the rooms he couldn't help the creepy, being watched feeling he was having it was making him all the more antsy. " Hello? Hello?" he called out. meanwhile the senior officer was wandering about down into the basement of the asylum and he wanders into one of the rooms and looks around when he sees something his Expression changes from searching to a hard annoyance at seeing the trespassers hunched in the corner.
" Alright, c'mon out." he ordered as he shined the Flashlight revealing three kids sitting in the dark, he ordered them up off the ground and filed them out of the room, escorting them out to their car while getting their names and numbers of their parents so he could contact them informing the parents of their kids illegal activities.
in the meantime Junior officer's flashlight goes out which is annoying on its own but he also knows that he put brand new batteries in it just before his shift started, he gives it a shake but nothing happens that's when he hears a door creak open He slowly turns to look at the door, he sees some one disfigured looking at him , and from the doorway that same figure looks at him and suddenly it runs forward arm out stretched out in front of it, all the while wailing an awful noise frightening the junior officer into pulling his gun and shooting the figure all unknown to him that the lead in his bullets would dissipate the spirit giving him a chance to run out of the room and back out of the building.
the Senior officer watches a car drive off then reaches for his radio to let his Jr. partner know that he'd found the trespassers and got them out. "Kelly, you copy?"
Kelly suddenly appears suddenly behind him scaring the crap out of him. " Jeez! Where the hell you been?" Kelly was staring off into the distance sort of out of it and pointed his thumb behind him and said "In there..."
" What was it? See anything?" he smirked at his partner.
"Huh. No." he responded blankly They turned around to return to the police car. they got in the car and the Senior officer got on the radio and called dispatch, "This is patrol one four. We are clear and returning to station."
the dispatcher radioed back "Roger." all unbeknownst to the Senior partner Kelly's nose starts to bleed. He wipes it slowly, starring at it blankly and unknowingly about what was happing to his mind. when Kelley gets home and enters his bedroom his wife was reading in bed, she looks at Kelly placing her book on her lap " Hey sweetie, how was work?."
Kelly ignores his wife and begins lining up his gun, keys, etc, on the chest of drawers.
his wife huffs out a frustrated puff of air "So, what? You're still not talking to me? Walt! I said I was sorry about before – how many times do I have to say it?" ignoring his wife's irritated ranting Kelly picks up his gun points it at his wife. "Honey what are you doing.. Kelly Baby put the gun down."
it was like he couldn't hear beyond his wife's complaints and the things that made him angry, he then pulled the trigger and shot his wife twice with out any emotion he watched his wife die. while that was happening Sam and Dean and Lydia were in a motel talking to different contacts that their dad had trying to figure out where there dad was last seen or heard from the hunting circles that they traveled in and close to.
SAM was busy talking to Caleb on the phone ." No, Dad was in California last we heard from him. We just thought...he comes to you for 'munitions...maybe you've seen him in the last few weeks. Just, call us if you hear anything." he asked pausing to listen to Caleb's reply
"Yeah I'll call ya if I get a beat on your dad, Dam if I know why he's just left you guys high and dry though." Sam huffed angerly
" yeah me neither, well hope to talk soon Caleb I let ya go now."
"yep see talk to ya soon Sam say Hi to Dean and Lyddi for me alright."
"yeah ok see yah" Sam replied back hanging up the phone turning towards Dean who was busy looking through Johns journal to see what his last moves and journal entries were to see if john gave any leads, while Lydia was taking a bath and getting ready for bed. Dean looked up from his perusal of the Journal "Caleb hasn't heard from him?" he asked
"Nope. And neither has Jefferson or Pastor Jim. What about the journal? Anything leads in there?" Sam Replied
DEAN closed the journal and placed it back on the nightstand looking despondent he wanted to find his father but he was coming ever closer to believing that it was impossible until either his body was found my some random person or until he decided to contact his family, but because he was raised as the son of a marine and you never leave a man behind and a body unclaimed.
"No, same as last time I looked. Nothing I can make out... I love the guy, but I swear, he writes like friggin' Yoda."
SAM shook his head, it was times like these that he remembered why he had been so angry with his father and took off but he also new that he knew that he needed his father to get to the dam demon and get revenge for Jess. "You know, maybe we should call the Feds. File a missing persons."
DEAN looked up at Sam was surprised and a bit irritated "We've talked about this. Dad'd be pissed if we put the Feds on his tail."
SAM stood up from the table defiantly. "I don't care anymore."
Deans Cellphone rings, he crosses the room going toward the bed and unzipping his duffel bag.
Sam walked after Dean still ranting. "all that happened back in Kansas, I mean...he should've been there, Dean. You said so yourself. You tried to call him and...nothing."
Lydia came out of the bathroom clad in her Pajamas she walked over to the bed where Dean was rummaging and sat on the bed and got her socks she could feel the tension between her daddy and her uncle she was worried about grandpa too she didn't know what to do to about helping to find him DEAN was running low on his patience with Sam's jerk reaction to every time they came up with a seemingly dead end.
"I know!" Dean said as He rummages through his duffel " Where the hell is my cellphone?"
Lydia walked over to the bedside table and opened the drawer and tossed the Phone on the bed next to Dean's duffel bag and started to try and run the comb through her long tangled hair.
SAM got right in dean's face. "You know, he could be dead for all we know."
DEAN pushed him out of his face he was starting to get angry it was his go to defense mechanism when Sam wanted to simultaneously give up on his father and find his father at the Same time. "Don't say that! He's not dead! He's – he's..."
SAM would not give up he wanted, he didn't know exactly what he wanted but he wanted dean to do something he was the big brother the one that made everything better he was the one that Sam turned to get the answers when his life got out of control but it was so beyond this now. "He's what? He's hiding? He's busy?"
Lydia walked over to Sam with her hair comb "Uncle Sam I cant get this knot out will you help me I keep trying and trying but it just hurts and I keep pulling my hair?"
Sam huffed out his impatience for his nieces problem " you just have to have patience with it Liddy, it you try and pull the knot the only thing you'll do is rip your hair out."
DEAN finds and flicks opens the cellphone and looks at the Message snorting in the impossibility of the situation hear Sam was lecturing his 8 year old daughter on being patient on untangling her hair and she was unconsciously giving Sam the same advice with the ball of tangled uncertainty that was their father to see that the message was from his father, From: Unavailable Subject: Message: 42, -89 9:52P.M.
DEAN quietly Hummed, sitting down on the bed next to Lydia was sitting quietly while Sam continued to run the comb through her hair. "I don't believe it.
Lydia turned her head and looked over at the phone. " that's from grandpa, see Sam patience and you'll get the tangled taken care of." she smirked as if Sam was learning from his own advice.
Sam was incredulously surprised by Lyddi and Dean's revelations "What?"
Dean showed Sam the phone letting him see the message Sam Gaped at him and the phone
"It's, uh...It's coordinates. where do they lead?"
DEAN kissed Lydia on the top of the head smiling and winking at her turn around on Sam's advice he the went over to Sam's laptop and started typing.
SAM finished with Lydia's hair and walked back over to the dining table. "You think Dad was texting us?"
Dean turned to Sam with a look that said Duh! "He's given us coordinates before."
Sam looked at Dean with barley concealed skepticism and a thin held glimmer of hope. "The man can barely work a toaster, Dean."
Dean couldn't believe that Sam maddeningly throwing the attitude switches every other second. "Sam, it's good news! It means he's okay, or alive at least."
Sam nodded blankly trying to think about what this could mean for them finding john and if those coordinates led to him or if he was sending them on another case. "Well, was there a number on the caller ID?"
Dean eyed him from the side, "Nah, it said 'unknown."
Sam was strangely invigorated at the mystery and eager to follow the bread crumbs "Well, where do the coordinates point?"
DEAN was focused on following the orders his dad had set for them and started looking at the local news."That's the interesting part. Rockford, Illinois.
Sam's forehead wrinkled trying to figure out what was going on and what his father was trying to do. "Ok, and that's interesting how?"
Dean went on with his explanation, "I checked the local Rockford paper. Take a look at this."
Dean pointed at the screen. "This cop, Walter Kelly, comes home from his shift, shoots his wife, then puts the gun in his mouth, blows his brains out. And earlier that night, Kelly and his partner responded to a call at the Roosevelt Asylum.
Lydia wrinkled her nose from where she was under the covers of her and Dean's bed. " That's gross Daddy and yucky too."
SAM rolled his eyes with all that his niece had seen this rates a gross comment. "Okay, I'm not following. What has this have to do with us?"
DEAN walked to the bathroom with his sleep pants and quickly changed and walked back out and tossing his shoes by the foot of the bed and climbed in the bed along side of Lydia wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her closer so she could fall asleep against his chest while he continued to talk to Sam. "Dad earmarked the same asylum in the journal. Lets see..."
Dean grabbed the journal from the bedside table and flipped it open to a specific section. "Here. Seven unconfirmed sightings, two deaths – till last week at least. I think this is where he wants us to go."
Sam shakes his head and snorts. "This is a job... Dad wants us to work a job."
Dean gives a one arm shrug "Well, maybe we'll meet up with him? Maybe he's there?"
Sam shakes his head furiously he couldn't believe his dad was pulling this crap sending them there. "Maybe he's not? I mean, he could be sending us there, by ourselves, to hunt this thing."
Dean shakes his head in resignation in his older brother I have the last say kind of way. "Who cares! If he wants us there, it's good enough for me!"
Sam ran his fingers through his hair frustrated with the lack of answers "This doesn't strike you as weird? The texting? The coordinates?"
Dean started running his hand over Lydia's hair helping to sooth her, he could feel the anxiety level in the room between Sam's frustration, Lydia's concern for her grandpa and her worry for her daddy and uncle Sam's relationship, and Deans want and desire to be back with his father. "Sam! Dad's tellin' us to go somewhere, we're goin."
SAM makes a bitchface and sighs and grabs his own pajama pants and heads to the bathroom to change then he climbs in bed, and stares up at the ceiling thinking about what his dad's game was and why dean was just so determined not to ask questions and just accept the orders.
the next morning they all got on the road after eating in the local dinner they got back on the road toward ROCKWARD ILLINOISE they pulled up to the first motel in the phone book just like they always did and checked in and unloaded and Sam started on the research of the asylum while Dean took Lydia to the park during the day and the Library for story time, dean was looking into the history of the two officers that were involved with the case and determined later that night that he was doing to talk to the partner of the deceased cop, when Sam and Dean were getting ready to head to the bar where the partner was rumored to have a permanent bar stool.
Dean went over the rules with Lydia like he always "Alright Lyddi, we've salted the windows and doors, lock the door behind us and don't answer the phone unless it's our signal and don't leave the hotel room ok?"
Lydia nodded her head. " Yes Daddy, don't worry I will always obey and be brave, be careful daddy I love you." she hugged him and then wandered over to the bed and flipped on the T.v. Dean went out the door first and then Sam, Sam turned around and waved her goodbye "Uncle Sammy, Don't be angry at daddy for the things Grandpa is doing, he's just trying to do his best to try and be every thing you and me need him to be and he's a good daddy." then she turned back to the show she was watching, Sam looked at her again he was struck again with how she could just see the truth of him through his wall's and shields that keep his deep dark secrets hidden Sam then left the hotel room Lydia did as her father asked and locked the door and went back to the T.V.
Dean and Sam were in the Bar they were watching the senior partner Dean decided to start the QA he walked up to and ordered a beer "You're Daniel Gunderson. You're a cop, right?"
GUNDERSON turned towards Dean looking at him suspiciously. "Yeah."
Dean stuck out his hand, "Huh. I'm uh, Nigel Tufnel, The Chicago Tribune. Mind if I ask you a couple of questions, about your partner?"
Gunderson ignored Deans out stretched hand offended that a reporter had come to talk to him about his dead partner which wrong on so many levels "Yeah, I do. I'm just tryin' to have a beer here."
Dean dropped his hand and grabbed his beer that was on the counter and took a drink and tried again. "That's okay, I swear it won't take that long. I just want to get the story in your words."
Gunderson stood from his bar stool and shifted into a defensive pose ready to swing if this guy kept talking. "A week ago, my partner was sitting in that chair. Now he's dead. You gonna ambush me here?"
DEAN stood also, but his position was not as defensive, he knew he was pushing the guy but the information was needed and that's when Sammy would sooth the savage beast. "Sorry. But I need to know what happened."
just then SAM pushes DEAN aside roughly more then what was needed he was taking his fury out on Dean he was the closest target for his rage with everything that was going on with their father not being here and sending them on this case with nothing to go one as to why John was evading them.
"Hey buddy, why don't you leave the poor guy alone! The man's an officer! Why dontcha show a little respect!
DEAN pauses, staring accusingly at Sam, then walked off shaking his wondering what Sam's problem was.
Gunderson watched Dean walk away for a minute then turned back to Sam. "You didn't havta do that."
Sam walked to Gunderson's other side in obvious respect to Gunderson's partner Kelly not sitting in the fallen officers seat. "Yeah, course I did. That guy's a serious jerk. Let me buy you a beer, huh? Two beers? Sam askes the Bar man
Gunderson nods in gratitude. "Thanks." then they Start talking small talk at first then Sam eases his way into getting the information on the fallen Jr. Office, SAM walks out of the bar about an hour and half later walking over to where Dean was sitting in the Impala. "Shoved me kinda hard in there, buddy boy."
Sam shrugged nonchalantly. "I had to sell it, didn't I? It's method acting."
Dean looked over at Sam unbelievingly "Huh?"
Sam shrugged "Never mind."
Dean continued on with his question. "What'd you find out from Gunderson?"
SAM continued on as if he couldn't feel Deans irritation with him for his obvious aggression. "So, Walter Kelly was a good cop. Head of his class, even-keeled, he had a bright future ahead of him."
Dean questioned. "What about at home?"
SAM answered. "He and his wife had a few fights, like everybody, but he was mostly smooth sailing. They were even talking about having kids."
Deans chest squeezed just thinking about Lydia. "Alright, so either Kelly had some deep-seated crazy waiting to bust out, or something else did it to him."
Sam stated indignantly. "Right."
"What'd Gunderson tell you about the asylum?" Dean asked
"A lot." Sam answered as Dean started the Impala and drove to the Asylum once they got there they parked and got out, Sam and Dean jump over the tall chain linked fence at the asylum and walked in.
"So apparently the cops chased the kids here...into the south wing." SAM indicated to the sign over one of the doors.
Dean answered. "South wing, huh? Wait a second" (He flips through John's journal.) "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 is the heart of it." Sam stated
"But if the kids are spelunking the asylum, why aren't there a ton more deaths?" Dean questioned as they kept walking towards the entrance of the building.
Sam looked around and noted the broken chain. "Looks like the doors are usually chained. Could've been chained up for years."
"Yeah, to keep people out. Or to keep something in." Dean stated
They looked at each other, then SAM slowly pushes the door open. Sam and Dean walked down the hallway.
"Let me know if you see any dead people, Haley Joel." Dean said
"Dude, enough." Sam said irritated by Deans childish comment.
DEAN
"I'm serious. You gotta be careful, all right? Ghosts are attracted to that whole ESP thing you got going on." Dean said concern filling his face.
"I told you, it's not ESP! I just have strange vibes sometimes. Weird dreams." Sam was saying getting irritated at the way Dean was treating him like a Freak and Lydia seeing through him and making his freakishness completely unavoidable to him and anybody else.
"Yeah, whatever. Don't ask, don't tell." Dean said uncomfortably
Sam shook his head exasperatedly. "You get any reading on that thing or not?"
"Nope. Of course, it doesn't mean no one's home." Dean said pointedly
"Spirits can't appear during certain hours of the day." Sam informed
Dean said Jokingly."Yeah, the freaks come out at night."
"Yeah." Sam said dejectedly
DEAN noticed Sam's subdued behavior. "Hey Sam, who do you think is the hotter psychic: Patricia Arquette, Jennifer Love Hewitt, or you?" Dean Deadpanned
Sam snorts and then pushes DEAN, who laughs and then they continue to walk down the hallway they entered a room. The boys take a look around.
Dean Whistled "Man. Electro-shock. Lobotomies. They did some twisted stuff to these people. Kinda like my man Jack in Cuckoo's Nest. as he makes crazy eyes and grins at SAM.
SAM ignores him and DEAN's smile drops. They look around some more.
"So. Whaddaya think? Ghosts possessing people?" Dean asked
"Maybe. Or maybe it's more like Amityville, or the Smurl hunting." Sam responded
DEAN continued on in the same vain grinning. "Spirits driving them insane. Kinda like my man Jack in The Shining."
Sam stopped walking and dean stopped as well. "Dean." (DEAN looks at him) "When are we going to talk about it?"
Talk about what? Dean aske hesitantly
"About the fact Dad's not here." Sam said pointedly
"Oh. I see. How bout...never." Dean said shortly
SAM started getting upset, "I'm being serious, man. He sent us here..."
DEAN was now starting to get upset. "So am I, Sam. Look, he sent us here, he obviously wants us here. We'll pick up the search later."
now Sam was angry. "It doesn't matter what he wants."
Dean said a bit snarky. "See. That attitude? Right there? That is why I always get the extra cookie."
"Dad could be in trouble, we should be looking for him. We deserve some answers, Dean. I mean, this is our family we're talking about." Sam said trying to convey his desire to be anywhere other than here.
Dean shot back. "I understand that, Sam, but he's given us an order."
Sam was beyond frustrated. "So what, we gotta always follow Dad's orders?"
Dean replied back. "Of course we do."
SAM gave DEAN a frustrated face and Dean stared at him then turned away, ending the conversation.
Dean started poking around and picking up a sign and read aloud "Sanford Ellicott'...You know what we gotta do. We gotta find out more about the south wing. See if something happened here."
Dean walked away, leaving the sign with Sam, who stares down at it with a bitchface then they left to go back to the motel Dean slipped into his pajamas and snuggled into bed with Lydia she automatically snuggled into his chest while Sam showered and got in bed as well knowing that in the morning he was going to have an appt with a relative psychiatrist of Stanford Ellicott.
Sam sat on a couch flicking through a magazine in the waiting room. A man comes to the open door. The sign on the door reads 'Dr James Ellicott, Clinical Psychiatry'.
Dr. Ellicott came out of his office. "Sam Winchester?"
Sam answered back, "That's me."
"Come on in." said Dr. Ellicott and moved to the side so Sam could walk past him to the inner room
Sam sat down on the couch situating him self comfortably. "Thanks again for seeing me last minute."
Sam looked around the room. " Dr...Ellicott. Ellicott, that name. Wasnt there a...a Dr. Sanford Ellicott? Yeah, he was a chief psychiatrist somewhere."
Dr. Ellicott Replied. "My father was chief of staff at the old Roosevelt Asylum. How did you know?"
" Ah. Well, I'm sorta...a local history buff. Hey, wasn't there, an incident or something? In the hospital, I guess. In the south wing, right?" Sam said trying to get the information that he needed with out having to fake a session.
Dr. Ellicott said as he pulled out his new patient file. "We're on your dollar, Sam. We're here to talk about you."
SAM replied uneasily. "Oh, okay. Yeah, yeah. Sure."
Dr. Ellicott asked "So. How's things?"
"Ah, things are good, doctor. Sam said
"Good. Whatcha been doing?" Continued to prod
"Ahh, same old. I just been on a... on a road trip with my brother and his daughter." Sam hedged
Dr. Ellicott asked. 'Was that fun?"
Sam gave a long pause then replied "Loads. Umm. You know, we...ahh...we...met...a lot of ...interesting people. Did a lot of ...ah...interesting things...ahhh. You know? What was it exactly that happened in the south wing? I forget..."
"Look, if you're a local history buff, you know all about the Roosevelt riot." Dr. Elliott said
"The riot. Well, no. I know. I'm just curious." Sam said
Dr. Ellicott sighed in exasperation "Sam. Let's cut the bull, shall we. You're avoiding the subject."
"What subject?" Sam asked questioningly.
"alright Sam I'll make you a deal. I'll tell you all about the Roosevelt riot, if you tell me something honest about yourself. Like, uh, this brother, your niece and this road tripping with. How do you feel about him?" Dr. Ellicott bargained with Sam
SAM looked at him a little freaked out then started to talk, but in the meantime Lydia and dean were out side waiting for Sam to finish up.
DEAN leans against glass windows next to the door holding lydi's hand when Sam walked out of the psychiatrist. Sam walked past them, Dean and Lydia walked to catch but because of Sam's long stride Lydia was having a hard time and dean picked her up and matched Sam's pace.
"Dude slow down! You were in there forever. What the hell were you talking about?"
"Just the hospital, you know." Sam said as he avoided the real concern.
."And...?" Lydia prodded she saw that he was holding back she wanted Sam to be honest if he was all the weight would come off he may never get what he wants but at least he will have said it.
"And the south wing? It's where the housed the really hard cases. The psychotics, the criminally insane." Sam said trying to ignore Lydia's eyes that could pull truth from him.
Dean hitched Lydia up on his hip striving to keep up with Sam's giraffe size stride
"Sounds cozy." Dean said Sarcastically.
"What does insane mean Daddy?" Lydia asked clinging onto him what Dean and Sam were talking about was scary.
"it means the people in the hospital are crazy pants, they don't have all the pieces to their brain puzzle sweetie." Dean said trying to convey what they were talking about in a way that she could understand
"Yeah. And one night in '64, they rioted. Attacked staff. Attacked each other." Sam Stated seriously
"So the patients took over the asylum?" Dean asked
"Apparently." Sam answered
"did anybody Die Uncle Sam?" Lydia questioned
SAM looked at her clearly uncomfortable answering her question he side eyed Dean questioning whether or not to answer, Dean nodded his assent he wasn't in the habit of keeping hard and scary things from his daughter because he always told her the truth and even Sam had to admit that she is braver then Sam was when he was eight remembering what she always says after she has been given an order "I'll be obedient and be brave"
"Some patients, some staff. I guess it was pretty gory. Some of the bodies were never even recovered, including our chief of staff, Ellicott." Sam said going on with his report.
"Whaddaya mean, never recovered?" Dean asked thinking that they were going to have to salt and burn a body of some crazy doctor guy.
"Cops scoured every inch of the place but I guess the patients must've...stuffed the bodies somewhere hidden." Sam informed
Dean grimaced. "That's grim."
"Yeah. So, they transfered all the remaining patients and closed the hospital down." Sam agreed with Dean.
"So, to sum it up, we've got a bunch of violent deaths and a bunch of unrecovered bodies." Dean relayed
"And a bunch of angry spirits." Sam reminded Dean these spirits weren't gonna be normal angry spirits these were gonna be psycho crazy angry spirits.
"Good times. Let's check out the hospital tonight." Dean said sarcastically
"Daddy Can I come with you and stay in the Car I promise I wont leave it, I'll bring my story book and my coloring book!, Please Daddy." Lydia asked, dean looked at her to consider her request
"Alright, little Lydi but you have to go to the bathroom before we leave and no food in baby right?" he said quirking a eyebrow be may do a lot for his baby girl but not even her wide green eyes could make him let her eat in baby unless they were driving a long way.
"Yes." Lydia squealed as she ran to the bathroom and came out a minute later then she grabbed her backpack with her books and coloring books and crayons Dean grabbed Lydia's hand and followed Sam out to Baby, they drove to the Asylum and parked the Car. "alright little Lydi you stay in the keep the door's locked and don't come out no matter what you see or hear right?." Lydia looked up into her daddies eyes "Yes Daddy I'll obey and be brave." he nodded and kissed her head and locked the door and headed towards the asylum.
unbeknownst to Sam and Dean and especially to Lydia, A young man and woman, university aged, entered the Asylum and their Torchlights appeared behind a door. They creaked open the door they were snooping around.
"Check this out! Creepy...yet terrifying." the Guy said
"I thought we were going to a movie." the Girl questioned while swiveling her head trying to keep everything with insight she was creeped out.
"This is better. It's like we're in a movie." the Guy said elbowing her in encouragement
"I can't believe you call this a date." The girl Huffed and continued to walk with her Boyfriend down the hall.
"C'mon, it'll be fun. Let's look around. C'mon!" the Guy urged as they moved further along.
"What was that?" the guy said jumping and swinging around after hearing a strange noise.
the Girl swings around alarmed. then the Guy pokes her and she jumps, then hits him. He laughs.
"Hey look. C'mon, let's check it out." the Guy said.
"I...don't want to. Let's just go." the Girl said shakily
the Guy rolled his eye's and said. "C'mon!"
They stare at each other trying to make the other back down one for going and the other for staying, just then the guy conceded to her doe eyes.
"Okay. Okay, you can wait here." the Guy said.
The Girl was terrified, she didn't want to wait here by herself, but she also didn't want to keep searching the asylum.
"W– Gavin. No." she stuttered
"I'm just gonna be a minute. Nothing's gonna get ya, I promise." Gavin said to try and placate, Gavin moved into the next room alone, The door slammed behind him. He looked at it and grinned, he then kept going. In the doorway Gavin saw a female figure with long hair in shadows just as Gavin's flashlight failed, he shook it trying to get it to work again.
"Damn it." Gavin said angrily he turned around startled by the sound that startled him " Hey, Sweetie. Couldn't take it, huh?"
Female Ghost was coming closer and put her hands on either side of Gavin's face. " Hey."
Then they started making out, but he was hearing Kat's voice in the background. " Gavin? Gavin, where are you?"
Gavin pulls back and freaks out realizing that it wasn't Kat he was making out with meanwhile in the other part of the Asylum Sam pushes open a door, with Dean beside him, Sam's was holding a video camera and flashlight, DEAN was holding his home made Walkman EMF meter.
"Getting readings?" Sam asked
Dean Nodded. "Yeah, big time." Sam couldn't believe what he was seeing through the video camera
"This place is orbing like crazy."
Dean looked over at the tiny screen to see all the orbing "Probably multiple spirits out and about." Sam agreed with deans assessment
"And if these uncovered bodies are causing the haunting..." Sam questioned wondering how they were going to get rid of the spirit that was making people go crazy.
"We gotta find em and burn em. Just be careful though. The only thing that makes me more nervous than a pissed off spirit... is the pissed off spirit of a psycho killer." Dean said determinately They kept walking. They saw a bald man strapped into a straitjacket in the corner. Sam and Dean kept looking they moved into separate rooms. SAM sees an old woman through the video lens she had white hair one eye that was bloody and hanging out of her skull that was moving toward him.
Sam started freaking out. "Dean? Dean!" DEAN ran into the room, rummaging through his bag at the same time "Shotgun!"
dean shouting instructions "Sam, get down!" Sam threw himself on the ground, while Dean shot the woman spirit. She disintegrated before their eyes, they both looked around gasping.
"That was weird." Sam stated.
Dean guffawed. "Yeah. You're telling me." Dean started moving out of the room and Sam followed him.
Sam shook his head "No, Dean, I mean it was weird that she didn't attack me."
Dean turned toward Sam surprise covering his face. "Looked pretty aggro from where I was standing."
Sam shook his head trying to get him to understand. "She didn't hurt me. She didn't even try! So if she didn't wanna hurt me then what did she want?"
A noise came from a room they were passing. Dean Raised his shotgun and SAM flicked on the torch and shined it into the room. They approached the metal bed covered in a ragged sheet, on its side. They saw the top of a blonde head behind it. They braced themselves, Sam reached out and tipped the bed over. The girl was crouched facing the corner, as She spun around terrified, gasping holding her hands out in front of herself in defense.
Dean lowered his gun and held his hand out in front of him as a gesture that he was harmless.
"It's alright, we're not going to hurt you. It's okay. What's your name?"
"Katherine. Kat." she said she grabbed his had and hoisted herself up off the ground.
Dean watched Kat as she wiped the dirt from her hands onto her jean clad legs. "Okay. I'm Dean, this is my brother Sam."
"What are you doing here!?" Sam questioned Kat
"Um. My boyfriend, Gavin." Kat said uncertain, she was Leary about Dean and Sam she didn't know who they were.
Dean questioned looking at her in expectation of her knowing where her boyfriend would be. "Is he here?"
Kat shrugged "Somewhere. He thought it would be fun, try and see some ghosts. I thought it was all just...you know. Pretend. I've seen things. I heard Gavin scream and..."
Dean looked back at Kat and Sam that were walking behind him. "Alright. Kat? Come on. Sam's gunna get you out of here you can wait with my daughter out in my car while we find your boyfriend.
Kat looked at him like he was crazy, thinking that she was going to be led out to a little girl to babysit her. "No! No. I'm not going to leave without Gavin and I am not being baby sat by some little girl. I'm coming with you."
Dean was irritated now, "It's no joke around here, okay. It's dangerous, and my baby girl could handle you with no problem"
Kat stood her ground "well still I am staying I gotta find him."
Dean and Sam look at each other. SAM shrugs.
Dean could do nothing but agree he couldn't force her out so he had to protect her a nd keep a watch on Sam's six. "Alright, I guess we gunna split up then. Let's go."
Sam was wandering around swinging on the walls and in the rooms "Gavin... Gavin?"
Kat was with Dean, looked through a dirty window "Gavin... Gavin?"
Dean and Kat wandered more when Dean questioned "I got a question for ya. You've seen a lot of horror movies, yeah?"
Kat shrugged nonchalantly, not really getting where he is coming from. "I guess so."
Dean stopped and turned to face her "Do me a favor. Next time you see one? Pay attention. When someone says a place is haunted...don't go in!" Logically he knew that not everyone was aware of the monsters that were really out there. As they move on, a dark shape moved across the inside of the window totally unnoticed by Dean and Kat.
Sam continued to wander around when he finally saw Gavin on the ground unconscious he crouched to shake him awake when Gavin opened his eyes he started to freak out." woe where am I , where's Kat." Sam put his hand on Gavin's shoulder to ground him. "Hey, Gavin. It's okay, I'm here to help."
"Who are you?" Gavin asked, panicked
"My name is Sam. Uh, we found your girlfriend." Sam said as he started walking out of the room he found Gavin in.
"Kat?" (getting up) "Is she alright?" Gavin asked worriedly.
"Yeah. She's worried about you. Are you okay?" Sam asked
Gavin shook his head trying to remember "I was running. I think I fell."
Sam looked inquiringly at Gavin "You were running from what?"
"There was...there was this girl. Her face. It was all messed up." Gavin responded
"Okay listen, did this girl... did she try and hurt you?" Sam inquired trying to figure out if this was the ghost they needed to salt and burn.
"What? No, she...uh..." Gavin tried to get out but he was so embraced about what happened.
"She what?" Sam turned to him and asked he watched as Gavin's cheeks flush.
"She...kissed me." Gavin said embarrassed
"Uh...um...but...but she didn't hurt you, physically?" Sam said wide eyed unbelievingly that a Spirit would sexually attack someone.
"Dude! She kissed me. I'm scarred for life!" Gavin yelled
"Well, trust me, it could have been worse. Now do you remember anything else?" Sam questioned as they were walking trying to connect back up with Dean and Kat.
"She uh...actually, she tried to whisper something in my ear." Gavin admitted.
"What?" Sam said incredulously
"I don't know. I ran like hell." Gavin Stated
Dean and Kat were in another hallway, as always Dean was leading the way when Kat's flashlight faded. shook the flashlight it was getting tired of trying to find the other half of the stupid teenager duo he wanted to salt and burn the crazy son of Bitch spirit that was making people go crazy pants. "You son of a bitch." He reached into his pocket and took out his handy lighter. "It's alright, Its a good thing that I'm always prepared."
Kat turns to look behind them.
"Ow. You're hurting my arm." She said as she jerked her arm away from him?
"What are you talking about?" Dean whipped toward her, they looked at each other, realizing they were too far apart to be touching, Kat looked down at the disembodied hand clutching Kat's arm but before she knew what was happening she was dragged into a room just as the metal door slamming behind her. DEAN raced to it and struggled to pull it open, while Kat was banging on the other side of it from the inside but it wasn't budging. DEAN continued to struggle with the door.
"Lemme out! Please!" Kat was yelling and banging.
"Kat! Hang on!" Dean tries to smash at the door with a metal pipe, then tried to jimmy it open. while on the Inside, Kat was slowly backing up, looking at the door she could feel Someone standing behind her, breathing heavily. she spun around but there was no one there. Dean continued to bang on the door. KAT turned again and saw the ghost. he was Tall, heavyset, long dark oily hair, his face was a bloody mess. she screamed and backs up to the door...and backs into him. She screams again.
Sam and Gavin heard the commotion they ran down hall to Dean "What's going on?"
"She's inside with one of them." Dean yelled Desperately.
"Help me!" Kat Screamed
"Kat!" Gavin yelled desperately
Kat was sliding down against the door as the ghost approached her. "Get me outta here!"
Sam placed his face up against the cold metal door so he could talk to her. "Kat, it's not going to hurt you. Listen to me. You've got to face it. You've got to calm down."
Dean turned to SAM, astonished at what was coming out of his brother's mouth. "She's gotta what?!"
"I have to what?!" She yelled at Sam.
"These spirits, they're not trying to hurt us, they're trying to communicate. You gotta face it. You gotta listen to it." Sam told her trying to get her out of there knowing that the spirit wouldn't release her until she did.
"You face it!" snarked back at him.
"No! It's the only way to get out of there." Sam said determinately
"No!" she yelled angerly, she was getting mad that Sam was making her do something that she definitely didn't want to do,.
"Look at it, come on. You can do it." Sam coerced
KAT, took a deep breaths, and turned to face the ghost she allows him to lean in close to her face as it whispered something to her.
Gavin "Kat?"
Dean started pacing behind them, "Man, I hope you're right about this."
Sam sighed "Yeah, me too,"
They all waited outside the door in a tense silence, just then the lock clicks and the door slowly opens. Kat was standing in the doorway.
Gavin Gasped as he grabbed her in a hug "Oh, Kat."
SAM went inside the room to check it out, He came back out, shaking his head at Dean indicating that it was empty.
Kat looked at Dean blankly, "One thirty-seven."
Dean Blinked "Sorry?"
Kat leaned in close to Dean. "It whispered in my ear. 137."
Sam and Dean said in sync "it's a Room number." they crouched against the wall where they can't be heard.
"Alright. So if these spirits aren't trying to hurt anyone..." Sam Stated
"Then what are they trying to do?" Dean questioned
"Maybe that's what they've been trying to tell us..." Sam said running his hands through his hair.
"I guess we'll find out." Dean looked at Sam hoping that things would finally end he wanted to get back out to the car and to Lydia it's been a couple hours and it usually wouldn't take this long for a salt and burn but finding these kids had seriously delayed them, thinking of Lydia he pulled out his cell phone and called her. " Hey baby girl, how are you?" Lydia Yawned "I'm Tired daddy are you gonna be a lot longer.?" "I know honey we're tryin here but we had to rescue some idiot kids who thought it would be fun to play in the haunted hospital I hope it won't be to much longer." Dean rubbed his forehead with his hand while pacing he was getting supper anxious "Daddy I'm getting hungry can I have one of uncle Sammy's granola bars if I Eat it out the window?" Dean had to chuckle he was going to have a hard time she certainly would obey but she would work around it to get what she needed. "yeah lydi you can eat out the window, I love you we'll be back as soon as we can okay?" Lydia answered back to him then he hung up the phone he turned to Sam and said " We Got to get things done, I'm not gonna let Lydia stay out there much longer."
"Alright." Sam sighed he could concede that they needed to get things done.
Dean "So, now, are you guys ready to leave this place?"
Kat nodded "That's an understatement."
Dean "Okay." he turned to Sam. "You get them outta here. I'm going to go find room 137."
Sam leads Kat and Gavin down the hallway back towards the entrance.
"So. How do you guys know about all this ghost stuff?" Kat asked "It's kinda our job." Sam Replied Kat turned to him,"Why would anyone want a job like that?" Kat wondered Sam huffed out a laugh "I had a crappy guidance counselor." he said bitterly "And Dean? He's your brother and your boss?"
"No." looking down at her mad at the accusation that Dean would be any boss of his.
Dean moved down the hallway shinning his torch on room 137. pushing against the door, he used his weight and pushed the broken furniture away blocking the door. The room was a mess, filing cabinets pushed over, papers everywhere, the walls were stained. Dean shone the torch around, flicked through some folders lying in a cabinet,but he kept looking.
SAM marches down a hallway and tries the door, but it's locked. He tries another one, also locked.
SAM: "Alright. I think we have a small problem."
GAVIN: "Then break it down." he whisper yelled while waving his arms around.
SAM: "I don't think that's gunna work." He said while he was pacing trying to think of any reason why they weren't able to get out of the building.
GAVIN: "a window then?" He asked desperately
KAT: "They're barred." she pointed out
GAVIN: "Then how are we supposed to get out?"
SAM: "That's the point. We're not. There's something in here. It doesn't want us to leave." he said with finality.
KAT: "Those patients..."
SAM: No. Something else.
DEAN was still searching the room, locating a loose panel he pried it off finding a satchel full of papers.
DEAN: This is why I get paid the big bucks.
also a journal it was riddled with notes, hand-drawn pictures of medical instruments. He pulled up a chair and starts reading, and what he was reading was causing him a lot of concern.
DEAN: Well all work and no play makes Dr. Ellicott a very dull boy.
just then he hears a noise that makes him look up quickly.
SAM: Alright, I've looked everywhere. There's no other way out.
moving back down a hallway toward KAT/GAVIN
GAVIN: So what the hell are we gunna do?
SAM: Well for starters, we're not gunna panic.
GAVIN: Why the hell not!
just as Gavin was really going to start revving up to argue Sams phone starts to ring.
SAM: Hey.
DEAN: Sam, it's me. I see it. It's coming at me.
his voice could barley be heard on the phone connection.
SAM: Where are you?
DEAN: I'm in the basement. Hurry up!
SAM: I'm on my way.
SAM hangs up and looks at KAT/GAVIN.
Sam: Alright, can either of you handle a shotgun?
GAVIN: What? No!
KAT: I can. she states in a matter of fact tone.
Gavin looks at her in amazement.
KAT: My dad took me skeet shooting a coupla times.
SAM: Alright, here. It's loaded with rock salt. It may not kill a spirit, but it will repel it. So if you see something, shoot.
KAT: Okay.
SAM: kay.
SAM: Dean!
he yelled while searching through hallways and rooms, His flashlight flickers and fades. He shakes and taps it. A door behind him swings open. He raises his shot gun and approaches carefully.
SAM: "Dean?"
A shadow moved behind a ragged curtain, drawing his attention. When he pulled the curtain back there was no one there. He turned...and an old beaten up man with ragged hair and clothes grabs his face. His hands start glowing.
MAN: "Don't be afraid. I'm going to make you all better."
GAVIN paces, KAT crouches against the wall holding the shotgun.
KAT: (sighing)" Hey, Gavin?"
GAVIN (coming to crouch beside her) "Yeah?"
KAT: "If we make it out of here alive...we are so breaking up."
GAVIN stares at her. They hear a noise around the corner and both rise.
KAT: "raising the shotgun) Did you hear that?"
GAVIN: "Something's coming."
DEAN comes around the corner and sees KAT just as she pulls the trigger. He throws himself back around the corner.
DEAN: "Damn it, damn it, don't shoot! It's me!" (crouching against the wall)
KAT: "Sorry! Sorry."
DEAN: "Son of a What are you still doing here!? Where's Sam?" (he comes round the corner and looks at the marks left in the wall)
GAVIN: "He went to the basement. You called him."
DEAN: "I didn't call anybody."
KAT: "His cell phone rang. He said it was you."
DEAN: "Basement, huh?"
DEAN: "Alright. Watch yourselves...and watch out for me!" (looking around and grabbing some extra weapons)
DEAN: "Sammy? Sam, you down here? Sam? Sam!" looking around in the basement, As he turned, SAM was standing right in front of him. DEAN jumps back, automatically raising his shotgun.
DEAN: "Man, answer me when I'm calling you! You alright?"
SAM: "Yeah. I'm fine."
DEAN: "You know it wasn't me who called your cell, right?"
SAM: "Yeah, I know. I think something lured me down here."
DEAN: "I think I know who. Dr. Ellicott. That's what the spirits have been trying to tell us. You haven't seen him, have you?"
SAM: "No. How do you know it was him?"
DEAN: "Cause I found his log book. Apparently he was experimenting on his patients, awful stuff. Makes lobotomies look like a coupla aspirin."
SAM: "But it was the patients who rioted."
DEAN: "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 would be cured of it. Instead it only made them worse and worse and angrier and angrier. So I'm thinking, what if his spirit is doing the same thing? To the cop? To the kids in the seventies, making them so angry they become homicidal... Come on, we gotta find his bones and torch em."
SAM: "How? The police never found his body."
DEAN: "The log book said he had some sort of 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 it myself."
SAM: "I don't know, it sounds kinda"
DEAN "Crazy?"
SAM: "Yeah."
DEAN: "Yeah. Exactly."
DEAN opened another door, and looked inside, then gestured with his head for SAM to follow. SAM gave DEAN a stealthy, sly look. They both enter the room.
SAM: "I told you I looked everywhere. I didn't find a hidden room."
DEAN: "Well, that's why they call it hidden...(wind noise) You hear that?"
SAM: "What?"
DEAN:"There's a door here." (looking around, crouching and holding his hand out)
SAM: (pointing his gun at DEAN.) "Dean." (A trickle of blood runs from his nose) "Step back from the door."
DEAN: "Sam, put the gun down." he said rising to his feet, his eyes going from the gun to SAM's face.
SAM: "Is that an order?"
DEAN: "Nah, it's more of a friendly request."
SAM: "Cause I'm getting pretty tired of taking your orders." raising his gun to point at DEAN's chest
DEAN: "I knew it. Ellicott did something to you."
SAM: "For once in your life, just shut your mouth."
DEAN: "What are you gunna do, Sam? Gun's filled with rock salt. It's not gunna kill me."
SAM shoots DEAN in the chest. The shot blasts him backwards through the hidden door to fall on the floor.
SAM: "No. But it will hurt like hell."
DEAN lies on the floor, coming to and gasping for breath he couldn't believe that Sam had shot him he was thinking about Lydia how this could have been his ending.
DEAN: "Sam!"
SAM stands over him.
DEAN: "We gotta burn Ellicott's bones and all this will be over, and you'll be back to normal."
SAM: "I am normal. I'm just telling the truth for the first time you daughter knew what I was going through she could see the lies that were inside me . I mean, why are we even here? Cause you're 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?"
DEAN: "This isn't you talking, Sam."
SAM: "That's the difference between you and me. I have a mind of my own. I'm not pathetic, like you."
DEAN: "So what are you gunna do, huh? Are you gunna kill me, are you going to leave my daughter with out a father?"
SAM: "You know what, I am sick of doing what you tell me to do, I am sick of your daughter pulling all my secrets out of me. We're no closer to finding Dad today than we were six months ago."
DEAN: "Well, then here. Let me make it easier for you kill me and then drop Lydia off at Bobbies then go find dad your self." (He holds his Smith Wesson toward SAM.)"Come on. Take it. Real bullets are gonna work a hell of a lot better than rock salt." (SAM hesitates) "Take it!" SAM points the gun at DEAN's face.
DEAN: "You hate me and Lydia that much? You think you could kill your own brother? Then go ahead. Pull the trigger. Do it!"
SAM pulls the trigger. The chamber is empty. He tries again, and once more. DEAN uses a right cross to knock SAM to the ground and struggles to get up.
DEAN: "Man, I'm not going to give you a loaded pistol!" (moving to stand over SAM)
Sam stares up at him. Dean delivers a vicious right cross to knock SAM out, he almost fell as he does so.
DEAN: "Sorry, Sammy." patting his brother.
Dean was looking around the room, pushing back the ragged curtains with his pistol. DR. ELLICOTT glides past but DEAN doesn't notice. He sees a tuft of something poking out of the corner of a closed cupboard and moves closer. He opened the door to find a mummified corpse he flinched back from the smell, gagging.
DEAN: "Oh, that's just gross."
DEAN:"Soak it up." (salting the body)
DEAN drops the salt container and grabs a small tin of kerosene, squirting the body. In the background his torch flicker, unnoticed. A gurney comes flying across the room and knocks him to the ground. DR. ELLICOTT grabs his face and his hands light up.
ELLICOTT: "Don't be afraid. I'm going to help you. I'm going to make you all better."
Dean struggles to reach his bag with one hand, and find his lighter, he flicked it on and tossed it at the mummified body. DR. ELLICOTT let go of Dean as the remains started to burn. he crawled out of the way and watched as DR. ELLICOTT 's ghost turned black and falls to the ground, crumbling on impact.
SAM wakes up and DEAN looks over at him as he flexes his jaw painfully.
DEAN: "You're not going to try and kill me, are ya?"
SAM: "No." (raising his hand to push at his jaw)
DEAN: "Good. Because that would be awkward and cruel to Lydia."
KAT: "Thanks, guys."
GAVIN: "Yeah. Thanks."
DEAN: "No more haunted asylums, okay?"
They watch GAVIN and KAT walk toward their car, then turn to the Impala.
SAM: "Hey, Dean?"
DEAN turns to look at him.
SAM: "I'm sorry, man. I said some awful things back there."
DEAN: "You remember all that?"
SAM: "Yeah. It's like I couldn't control it. But I didn't mean it, any of it."
DEAN: "You didn't, huh?"
SAM: "No, of course not! Do we need to talk about this?"
DEAN: (moving to get in the Impala) "No. I'm not really in the sharing and caring kinda mood. I just wanna get my daughter some food and some sleep."
at the Motel Dean, was asleep in bed and Lydia was sitting next to him propped up reading her fairytale book. when the phone rings.
SAM: "Dean."
Dean doesn't move. Frowning, SAM grabs DEANs phone from the end table and checks the number, then flips it open.
SAM: "Hello."
He listens, then sits straight up in bed.
SAM: "Dad?"