Disclaimer: Supernatural is still not ours. It still is Eric Kripke's. Pretty depressing.
Chapter 8
Dean was furious with himself. He screamed in frustration and heard a gasp from the corner of the room. He quickly gazed to look at the young boy, crouched in the corner.
"Hey kid" he spoke tried, moving to the boy and asking if he was okay.
The kid remained shocked and unable to speak, but pointed to the other side of the room, where his mother lay unconscious on the floor.
Dean was about to rush to the girl's aid, when the door opened violently and light flashed in his eyes.
"Damn it Dean!" a familiar voice called and Dean slumped to his knees, as Bobby took out his knife and cut the rope free from his wrists.
"It's Meg. She possessed Lisa and she's on her way to your house to get Mary" Dean said quickly, trying to stand straight.
"Meg? I thought she died!" scowled Bobby.
"Yeah, didn't we all…" Dean replied hastily.
"Come on, let's go" said Bobby helping Dean up.
"I'll get the young boy, and you get the girl, she's over there" said Dean, moving back to the young boy's side to pick him up off the ground.
"Why did they take them?" asked Bobby as he made his way to the woman, slumped on the floor.
"I don't know, I overheard them talking, I think the woman knows about angels?" Dean replied, picking the frightened boy up off the floor.
As soon as Bobby put a hand on the woman, she jerked up in surprise, gasping. Bobby put his hands up in surrender.
"Hey don't worry, I'm here to help. I'm…." but when he saw the face of the young woman he cut off midsentence.
"Bobby, we need to go now…" Dean spoke quickly but seeing his friend's shocked expression he stopped suddenly and saw the woman stare at Bobby as if she knew him.
"Do you guys know each other?" Dean asked, finally aware of the tension that just increased in the room.
The woman remained staring at Bobby, unable to speak and Dean grew frustrated.
"Bobby, who is she? We haven't got time for this." he asked and Bobby looked dazed as he took his eyes off of the young woman and stared at Dean.
"She's my daughter."
….
Meg P.O.V
"Wake up" a voice yelled as something cold snapped me out of my slumber and made me jerk in surprise. I was drenched in water and I couldn't move my wrists. I was tied to a chair and as I gazed up, a pentagram hung above me. I snarled at the man, who had done this to me. Sam Winchester was going to pay.
Sam P.O.V
Her eyes drowned into me and I knew then that the devil inside of her would never leave.
"Sam!" she spoke angrily. "Not this again…do you and your brother ever learn from past mistakes. Exorcisms don't work well with me" she replied snarling.
To this Sam let out a breath, only to have the door swing open and Dean walk in, a pissed off expression visible on his face and a gun in hand.
"I'll give you one last chance, get out of her body right now" Dean spoke forcefully a gun pointed at Lisa's head.
Sam was astounded, Dean was ready to shoot Lisa, this could not be happening. "Dean, calm down"
To this, Lisa smiled "Dean, listen to your brother, he always was the smart one"
"Shut up!" yelled Dean, the gun still pointed in her direction.
"Kill me then, she's pleading for someone to kill her?" she said and Dean's composed face broke. He sighed pointing the gun to the ground and wiping the sweat of his face with his other hand before walking out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Sam followed out the door and walked over to his brother who sat miserably on the stairs. "There must be something we can do?" he asked Sam.
Sam gazed at the floor, not wanting to meet his brother's face. "I tried all the exorcisms I knew while she was knocked out, she's locked to her pretty tight, I don't know what to do?" he said honestly, hearing his brother's breath catch at the last words. "I'm sorry Dean…" he added.
"No" his brother got up abruptly off the stairs, a fierce look in his eyes. "No, we will send that bitch to hell and I know the person who will do it" he replied. Sam look stunned, had Dean not been listening, he had tried all the exorcisms Bobby knew, nothing worked.
"Who?"
"You"
"What, I told you I can't, no exorcism…"
"No" Dean interrupted. "We won't use an exorcism. You'll use your demon powers. I've seen you use them on civilians before, Lisa's alive still, she can survive it."
"No... Dean… I… I can't" Sam protested.
"NO!" shouted Dean, cutting his brother off. "You will do this for me, I am begging you... save her… save her please" he sighed, his hands dropped to his sides.
Sam hated seeing his brother in agony but he couldn't do what he was asking. He just couldn't.
"I'm sorry" Sam said and Dean looked at him in disgust.
"So what, you can drink demon blood for that traitor bitch Ruby, but when it comes to family…" Dean accused and Sam flinched at the accusation. Dean knew he had hit below the belt, but he didn't care.
Sam's face looked furious and the next thing Dean knew, he had been punched in the face. He stumbled back and spat out blood, before gazing back up at his brother.
"I hate you" he answered, anger in his eyes.
Sam just glared before walking to the door "I said I couldn't, not that I wouldn't. I don't have demon powers anymore. Ever since I woke up after falling into the pit with Lucifer… I... I was healed. I don't even have visions anymore" he spoke furiously, outraged at his brother for suspecting he wouldn't do anything to save Lisa. He walked out the door and into the night, slamming the door behind him.