A/N: Well here's the new chapter. I just wanted to let you know that's there's one more chapter and an epilogue after this one. Don't worry there's going to be a sequel continuing this and a couple of one-shots too.

Chapter Sixteen: Jo's Hell and Nightmare

Sam tried to swallow past the lump in his throat. He went pale when he noticed Tristan behind his enemy.

"Surprised to see me Sammy?" Gordon Walker chuckled.

"What…How did you get out of prison?" Sam didn't dare move.

"I had a little help from Jo. I was shocked to find out that she wants you and this little boy right here dead. I thought you guys were friends after all. Though what shocked me the most was to find out that you had Dean's kid. Didn't know that you went for incest." He pulled Tristan to stand in front of him.

Tristan cried out, "Daddy!" He held out his little arms.

"Shh, I'm right here baby. It's gonna okay." Sam tried to control himself. He looked back at Gordon. "I don't care what you may think of me. You can do whatever the hell you want to me, but please don't hurt my son." Sam pleaded.

"Uh, uh, uh. You don't get to call the shots here, I do. Well actually Jo, but at the moment I can care less about what she wants."

"Please Gordon, he's just a little boy. He's never done anything to you…" Gordon cut him off.

"But you got me put away in prison! They thought I was a psychopath. Give me one good reason for me to spare your son's life." He snarled.

"He's innocent. He's a baby. Please just let him go." Sam begged.

Gordon looked around and noticed that it wasn't the best place to have a confrontation. Someone could walk out at any moment. He really didn't want to go back into prison.

"Take out all of your weapons and leave them on the ground. No funny business or you can say goodbye to your son. Now!" He ordered.

Sam took out the gun and kept the knife hidden, "I only brought this. I don't hunt anymore." He placed the gun on the ground.

Gordon opened his car and put Tristan in the backseat, "Okay now you. Hurry up! I'm not stupid enough to kill you out in the open."

"Okay, okay." Sam hurried to the car. He got in the backseat where Tristan jumped on him.

"Daddy!" Tristan cried. "I's afwaid."

Sam hugged his boy tight, "Shh it's gonna be okay Peanut. I won't let anything happen to you."He rocked him a little to try to calm him down.

"That isn't up to you." Gordon got in the car and sped away to his hideout. Only Jo knew about it.

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Dean and Ash got into the Impala and rushed out. Jo got into Ellen's car and drove to Gordon's place, which was the opposite of where Dean was driving.

Dean drove around the town looking for Sam's car. Neither him nor Ash found it. The last place he was going to check was the hotel.

Ash spotted Sam's Chevelle first, "Dude right there!"

Dean parked his car right next to it, "Okay let's look around." They got out of the car.

They didn't know which one was Sam's room, but as soon as Dean saw the gun he knew Sam was gone. He recognized the gun as one of Bobby's.

"C'mon let's go. Whoever Jo's friend is was already here and took them." He picked up the gun and sighed. "I hope we find them soon."

"We will man." Ash assured. "Hey wasn't Jo behind us when we were leavin' Ellen's? I saw her gettin' into Ellen's car."

"She probably went in the other direction. I didn't see her followin' us here. You don't think?..." Dean looked at Ash. "Are there any deserted buildings or houses around here?"

"Well there is this house near the woods. It's pretty secluded. We should check there." Ash replied hurriedly.

The guys got into the car and went the way Jo had gone. Dean gunned it, wanting to get to his little brother and son quickly.

-SDSDSDSDSDSD-

Jo had arrived at the abandoned house and walked right in. She looked around for everybody. She heard some voices and followed them.

In the master bedroom Gordon had tied Sam to a chair and Tristan was on the bed with his hands and ankles tied.

Sam was still begging Gordon to let Tristan go, "Please Gordon he's frightened. Let him go with Dean or even Ash. You can do whatever you want to me."

"No can do Sammy. I'm ridding the world of you and your spawn." Gordon raised his gun and pointed it at Sam.

Sam struggled to loosen the ropes from his wrists. All he managed was to make them bleed. Tristan was screaming and crying in the background. Sam wanted nothing but to comfort his baby boy.

Jo walked into the room just as Gordon was about to pull the trigger.

"Ugh someone stop the cryin'! Don't pull the trigger yet. I have some things to say to the slut before we kill him."

"Make up your mind woman, you either want me to kill them or not!" Gordon was already annoyed by Jo.

"Don't raise your voice at me! You should be grateful that I got ya' out of prison." She snapped at him.

"Why are you doing this Jo?!" Sam had broken Jo and Gordon's glaring fest.

Jo grinned and walked slowly towards Sam, "Why? Why, you're asking?...Because ya' took Dean away from me!" She yelled. "Everythin' was perfect. Dean loved me and he gave me all of his attention and ignored ya'. He treated ya' like a piece of shit and I loved it. He treated me like a queen!" She glared at Tristan, his crying was giving her a pounding headache. "Shut your mouth ya' little fucker!"

"Don't you dare insult him you Bitch!" Sam yelled.

Jo reached over and slapped Sam, "Shut up! He interrupted me!...Anyways as I was sayin'. I was Dean's world. But nooo, ya' had to spread your legs and get pregnant. Ya' had to ruin everythin' for me. Ya' should've stayed gone. Even if Dean couldn't stop thinkin' about ya'. He was still mine and he still fucked me." She laughed.

Sam glared at her, "What's so funny?" He growled.

"Oh, just the fact that you and your son are gonna be dead soon. She started to walk around Sam. "Dean's gonna be devastated and all alone, and who's gonna be there to comfort him? Well me of 'course! I'll help him grieve and then he'll be so grateful that he won't hesitate on gettin' back together with me. We'll go back to days where he loved me and made love to me passionately…I'll make him get snipped of 'course. I hate kids and I don't want them ever. God, they're so annoyin', just like your runt…Everythin' will be perfect once again and he'll forget all about ya' and Tristan…I can't fuckin' wait!" She laughed crazily.

Throughout her rant Sam and Gordon thought that Jo went insane. Her behavior wasn't normal or stable. She was talking and laughing to herself.

With everything that was going on, they didn't notice Dean and Ash sneaking into the room. They had walked in half-way through Jo's crazy talk. Dean was beyond pissed. Jo was dead wrong when she thought that she could manipulate him. Sam nor Tristan were dying. He was going to save his family and they were going to be happy.

Both Dean and Ash were shocked to see Gordon. His back was towards them, but they could recognize him anywhere. He was standing where Tristan was, who was all cried out.

As soon as Dean had heard Jo finish he cocked his gun at her, "You can say whatever the hell you want, but I'll never love you and I'll never be yours. I never was, my heart always belonged to Sam!"

Jo and Gordon spun to face them, stunned. Jo recovered quickly.

"We'll see about that Dean-o. You'll never be able to resist me." She laughed again.

"You seriously need help." He looked at Gordon. "Get away from my son you fuck!"

"Dean it's good to see you again." Gordon chuckled. He pointed his gun at Tristan. "Too bad I gotta kill your monster child." He didn't sound sorry.

Ash had his gun pointed at him, "Ya' ain't hurtin' one hair on his body!"

Gordon grinned at Dean, "This is your backup? I'm surprised at you Dean." He mocked.

"Shut the hell up Gordo! Step away from Tristan and I might not kill ya'." Dean growled.

"What's with all the talkin'?! Can everybody just shut up and start killin'!" Jo got everybody's attention.

Jo placed her hands on her hips and waited expectantly. She had expected a shoot-out, but was disappointed.

"What is it with you and givin' orders woman?" Dean was annoyed. He thought the girl was loony tunes.

She ignored Dean, "Gordon hello, get to it!"

"Give me my money first and then I'll be more cooperative." He stalked up to Jo.

"Uh how about no. Kill 'em first and then we'll talk." She glared.

"What do you mean we'll talk. Fuck that I want my money now! Or as much as I don't want to, I'll let them go just to piss you off."

While they argued, Dean told Ash to get Tristan untied and to take him back to the Roadhouse. He wanted his son out of the house before things got ugly. Ash didn't want to leave Dean alone, but his nephew's well being came first. Sam looked at them and then at Ash when he took Tristan. He sighed in relief, knowing that his son was out of danger. Now all they needed was for him to get untied and get rid of the crazy and the psychotic. Dean was thinking of a safe way to get Sam out, but couldn't think of anything.

Jo was still yelling at Gordon, "Fine if you're not gonna do it then I will!" She looked towards the bed and gasped. "Where is the spawn?!" She hit Gordon. "See! Look at what happened, he got away and with the idiot of the bunch!" She kept hitting him and pushing him back.

Gordon got tired of Jo using him as a punching bag and slapped across the face, "Shut up you crazy Bitch!" He slapped her again.

Too busy with hitting each other, they didn't notice Dean sneak up to Sam and untie him. They were glad that the two quarreling didn't notice. That is until Sam stood up.

"What the hell you're ruinin' everythin'! Gordon kill him!" She pushed him towards Sam while she tried to fight Dean.

Dean cocked the gun at her, "You better stay back if you know what's good for ya'!"

She stayed put, "Ugh this is sooo not how I planned this." She muttered.

"Aww poor baby. Too bad I don't feel bad for ya'." Dean glared.

Sam took the knife out of his pocket while Gordon was advancing towards him. Gordon had his gun ready to fire.

"You think a knife is gonna protect you from my gun? Boy you are an idiot." Gordon chuckled.

"Get closer and I'll show you how it'll protect me." Sam snarled.

Jo urged Gordon on, "C'mon kill him already! Just shoot him. Why the hell are ya' takin' your time?!"

Gordon rolled his eyes and in a move nobody expected, he shot Jo in the stomach twice, "That should get you to shut up."

Jo fell to her knees and looked up at Gordon in shock, "Wh…why? It's supposed…to be them…We…had a…deal. I…I thought ya' hated…them."

"Damn and you're still talking…Well see, the jokes on you. I was never planning on killing Sam, Tristan, or Dean. I just said I would so you would break me out of prison…I don't hate them…anymore. I found out what happened with the Yellow Eyed Demon and then I got to thinking that Sam couldn't possibly be evil if he helped killing it. I mean I know I never listened to him that last time, but hey everyone makes mistakes." He shrugged. "Now you are getting what you deserve. How could you want to kill a poor defenseless kid whose practically a baby? You're seriously twisted and now you're dying a slow and painful death." He chuckled.

Sam and Dean were seriously confused. Gordon wasn't out to kill them anymore? Dean couldn't stay quiet, "Wait, so you mean to tell me that you're not killing us?"

Gordon looked at the brothers, "No I'm not. I'm serious about what I told her…I was wrong and that's not something I say often. I'm sorry for the hell I put the two of you last time."

The two guys nodded in shock, "Uh thanks."

Sam turned to look at Jo, who was bleeding out, "You want us to help you or are you still gonna act stupid?"

"Go to…hell!" She held her stomach, as if that could stop the bleeding.

"You ain't worth saving. I don't care what you did to me, but I do care about the trauma that you've caused my son. You're the one that's goin' to hell!"

Jo started to cough, some blood was coming out of her mouth, "Fuck…you."

"No fuck you, you Bitch. Wait til' poor Ellen finds out that you're dead and everything that you did. I doubt that she'll cry for you. She'll cry about what you did." Dean growled "I'll never feel sorry for you. I was planning on killing you myself 'cause of everything you've done to my family, but Gordon here beat me to it. Consider yourself lucky. I would've tortured you til' you begged for mercy, but I wouldn't have listened. I would've just shot you just to end it all." Dean growled. "Nobody threatens my family and gets away with it!"

"You would…cough…never have done…cough…it. You're too soft." She tried to smile.

Dean did a well placed kick to her stomach, "Was that soft enough for ya'?"

"Dean don't." Sam placed a hand on his brother's shoulder. "You'll be no better than her if you keep going." Dean nodded and stepped back.

"Well I for one don't feel guilty and I'm tired of her talking. Not even getting shot stops her." Gordon sighed and shot her in the head without any hesitation.

Jo fell face forward on the floor, a big puddle of blood was growing around her. Dean, Sam, and Gordon looked at her then at each other.

"Uh umm thanks. For everything I mean, not just this." Sam said quietly.

"Yeah thanks. One less thing to worry about." Dean agreed with his little brother.

"It was no problem guys, I owed you two big time…I apologize for the past and for now. I think I traumatized your son with all the gun threatening and the tying up. He seems like a good kid." Gordon smiled.

"He is." Both Sam and Dean said at the same time.

"Look you guys should go. Go comfort your son and update Ellen on what happened. I'll clean this mess up and get rid of the trash." He pointed at Jo's corpse.

"Okay. And thanks again. Give us a call and we'll get together sometime and actually catch up." Dean smiled.

"Yea' okay, now go."

Sam and Dean got in Ellen's car and rushed back to the Roadhouse. They knew that everyone was worried. The car ride there was quiet, neither one knew what to say. Plus the day's events kept replaying in their minds. Dean held Sam's hand the whole time, both of them needed that contact.

TBC...

A/N: The wicked witch is DEAD!! lol ;-p So what did you think?