Chapter Nine
John, Dean and I were hiding out in the woods watching this barn house. Vampires were inside doing their…vampire thing I guess. Not much was said on the way over. I had almost forgotten what we were looking for. The colt; an old gun that can kill any supernatural being. John had told us that thirteen bullets were made for this gun and six were used back in the day. Now there was only seven and we had to use them sparingly, that is if we made it out alive.
"The sun only makes them hurt for a while, the only way to kill a vampire is beheading them." John whispered to me. I nodded my head and glanced over at Dean. He was smiling at me.
"What?" I whispered.
"I like this." He said walking back a few feet so John couldn't hear him. I looked over and saw John staring at the barn. I walked over to Dean.
"Like what?" I whispered.
"Us, hunting together." He wouldn't look me in the eyes.
"Us as in, me and you or me, you and John?" I asked confused.
"All of us. We make a good team."
"Your Dad is a fine hunter." I said looking back and saw him still hunched in the bushes watching the barn. Dean and I were standing behind a tree so no one could see us. "I'm sure you missed him." Dean's eyes looked softer than usual.
"Yeah, we went a while apart but I feel like this time he'll stick around. Ya know?"
"Well maybe he missed you a lot."
"Yeah maybe." He said turning his back on me and walking back over to his father. Well that was weird. I don't think he believed John was around for him. And for a moment I didn't believe it either. After our little destiny talk it was weird how that word kept popping up a lot more lately. I had never thought about my destiny until Dean entered the picture.
"Alright…" John said as I walked over to the both of them. "It's time."
John walked over to the barn doors and creaked it open just enough for him to get in. "You go first." Dean said to me. I creaked my way in next and only saw blackness at first. It was early morning which means they were probably just getting ready to go to sleep. I followed John down a dark narrow hallway…funny how on the outside it looked like a barn and on the inside it was like a house. I peered into the rooms as we passed and vampires were all around in hammocks and beds sleeping all over each other. To me they looked just like humans but really they were vicious and could easily rip our heads off. "Wait here." John whispered sternly. He entered this room and I turned around to Dean and saw him also looking a bit frustrated.
"I don't like this." I said to him. I could feel him staring at the back of my head. "Why bring us out here to help just to have us stand guard."
"It's not like that." Dean whispered back. I knew he was just as confused and frustrated as I was. We stood there for what seem like forever before John burst through the doors.
"Run!" he said. I booked past Dean and started running down the hallway. I could hear the vampires waking up and screaming. They were coming out of the rooms we passed down the hallway but I didn't stop. I ran right through them and slammed into the barn doors at the end. I stumbled to the ground but quickly stood back up and ran to the car. I saw the sun peering up through the woods and knew that the vampires weren't going to follow us out. I heard footsteps behind and I looked back to find Dean and John right on my ass. I got to the car and stopped. I took a deep breath and looked at my hands that were a little cut up from when I fell. Dean and John were huffing just as hard I was. I looked down and saw them standing there at the edge of the barn in their darkness and the light slowly getting closer to the doors.
"They won't follow us until tonight. Once they catch our scent, it's for life." John huffed walking towards his truck.
"And the colt?" Dean asked. John pulled it out of his inside jacket pocket.
"I got it." John smiled. I smiled too.
"So now what?" I asked.
"Now, we get Yellow Eyes."
*
We went back to the motel and started setting up. We got all the information we had and put it up on the walls of maps, notes, pictures, victims everything.
"So everything that we know about Yellow Eyes, the fires, the children, what could he possibly want with them?" Dean asked to no one in particular. I was sitting at the table looking through a book while John was pacing back and forth.
"There are signs. It took me a while to see the pattern but it's there in the days before these fire signs crop up in an area. Cattle deaths, temperature fluctuations, electrical storms. And then I went back and checked…and…"
"They were everywhere." I finished. "A week before each fire in every town it happened." John looked at me amazed.
"It started again, about a week ago." John said.
"Where?" Dean and I asked at the same time.
"Iowa."
This was unreal. I couldn't believe Yellow Eyes came out of his cave. It was finally all going to end. Dean was driving us to Iowa while we followed John in the truck ahead of us. I couldn't contain my excitement. I wanted to call Sarah and Aunt Julie and tell them EVERYTHING! But I knew right now was the time to focus and not let anything slip up. I took out my journal and began writing about it. I could feel Dean eyeing me.
"So, have you decided what you're going to do when it's all over?" Dean asked. The question surprised me because I had no idea.
"No I haven't. Maybe I'll go back to Missouri and get an apartment close to Sarah, that way I can see the girls all the time. Get a little job or something." I rambled while I was still writing.
"Oh." Was all Dean had said.
We entered the small town of Salvation, Iowa and Dean seemed kind of distant all of a sudden. I couldn't understand if it was something I said or if Dean was just…being Dean. We met up with John and decided to separate and check out the town. I was walking down the sidewalk in this really nice neighborhood while Dean went to the hospital to check things out and John never said where he was going. I was walking along trying to find anything unusual and strange, when I saw a mother pushing a stroller but was having difficulties carrying her bags as well. I walked over to give her a hand.
"Here let me help you." I said taking one of the bags for her.
"Oh thank you." She smiled. She handed me one of the bags and I stood besides her looking down at her baby. "I'm Monica." She introduced.
"I'm Sam. Wow, she's so adorable." I beamed. "How old is she?"
"She's six months today." Her mother smiled back.
"Wow."
"I know, they just grow up so fast. Well my home is only a few houses down." She said. I followed her down and helped her put her bags on the porch. "Thank you so much."
"You're welcome." I said walking down the steps. I got to the sidewalk when something happened to me. Something not normal.
I got a horrible headache and I leaned against the fence trying to stand up but it was so excruciating I fell to the ground and had this vision of the woman I just met screaming. There are flames surrounding her and the crib. It lasted only a few moments but it was enough to knock me on my ass. I tried to get off the ground and noticed something dripping from my nose. I touched it and saw blood. What the hell…
*
We all met up at this diner in town and I told them what happened. I was so freaked out when I called Dean. I started mumbling and getting all frantic. I had never had something like that happen to me before. Dean seemed worried too and picked me up as soon as possible. I was sitting next to Dean and John was sitting across staring at me. He hadn't said a word. Now I was getting scared. I just sat there with a stone face.
"Are you alright?" Dean asked.
"Yeah…let's just do this." I said. "We can't afford any distractions right now."
"If it happens again…" John started.
"It won't happen again." I said getting up. I threw some money down on the table and walked out.
I didn't even know what was happening to me. I knew they were concerned if it happened while on a case but it was so random it might not happen again. What if I had something like this before and didn't even know it? I started pacing out in front of the diner and my mind was going through everything. What if Sarah has had visions too? That woman, something is going to happen to her, but when? Maybe this could be a good thing. Maybe we can use this to help people. But that would mean…there was something wrong with me. John said these people that went missing are getting powers, like mind readers and stuff. Am I one of them? What would Yellow Eyes want with us…? My mind was going a mile a minute and when Dean touched my shoulder I jumped.
"What the hell? Can't you see I'm pacing?" I asked anxious.
"We think something is going to happen tonight to that woman. We're going to stake the place out." Dean said.
"We don't even know if it is Yellow Eyes in there." I said. "What if it wasn't true? What if it's a trap?"
"And what if that woman and her baby are really in danger? We can't risk that." Dean said. He was always thinking about the victims, the innocents and sometimes it just annoyed the hell out of me. We can't save everybody on this earth and he of all people must have known that. And if he didn't he was a fool.
"Alright. Let's stake out the house and kill Yellow Eyes and then figure all this out afterwards." I said getting into the car. I could see John leaving the diner and getting into his truck. He couldn't even look at me. He knew something that we didn't and it was really pissing me off.
*
Later that night we were parked outside of Monica's house. We could see her having dinner with her husband in the dining room and then the lights going on upstairs to put her baby to sleep probably. I started to feel sick. I had a bad feeling and I didn't get those that often. Dean kept sighing and checking the time and looking over at John's truck on the other side of the street.
"This is weird." Dean said after a while.
"What?"
"After all these years and we're finally here. This is it." Dean said looking at the house.
"I want to thank you Dean." I said a little timid.
"For what?" he asked looking over at me now.
"For helping me. I can't believe it's almost over and I can go on with my life." I said. "I still can't believe I had a…vision."
"Well maybe when Yellow Eyes is dead you won't get them anymore."
"Maybe." I said. Then something bizarre happened where the lights started flickering all around. The street lights and even the ones inside of Monica's house. "It's coming" I said getting out of the car. I could see John perk up in his truck and get out too.
We ran up to the porch of the house and Dean takes out his pocket knife and unlocks the door. We entered the quiet house and quietly closed the door behind us. We were in the living room and Dean made his way through the dining room and found the stair case.
"GET OUT!" Some man screamed and tried to hit Dean upside the head with a baseball bat. It must have been Monica's husband. Dean ducked just in time and wrestled with the man. John was trying to stop them.
"We don't have time." I said passing them and going up the stair case.
"GET THE BABY!" Her husband screamed from downstairs. I ran down the hallway thinking I was too late. I entered the room and Monica was on the ceiling and a figure was standing over her baby's crib. He turned around and revealed his eyes to me.
Yellow Eyes.
I stood there frozen not knowing what to do. He chuckled and then disappeared into smoke. Monica fell to the floor screaming. The fire had started around the baby's crib. "SAM!" I heard somebody yell but I stood there completely confused and motionless. I saw Monica run out of the room and Dean grab the baby from the crib and wrapped in its blanket. John grabbed me by my arm and pulled me out of the house. I stumbled down the porch steps and heard the glass exploding above me. I stopped and looked up and the flames started to engulf the right side of the house. I looked back at the nursery window and saw a figure standing there in the inferno. His eyes yellow piercing into my mind.
