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Previously:

20 years ago

Later that same day, Aurora watched her younger cousin through piercing eyes, her mind working wildly in an attempt to save her own life. Rose was small in frame and height. She had long, curly hair that bounced with every movement, the chocolate colour matching her eyes.

Her cousin was happy, ready to face whatever was thrown at her, living the perfect life, having everything that one could ever ask for. To Aurora, Rose's faults and imperfections went unseen in their family.

Rose got pregnant, had a baby, it was considered a gift! Rose turned her back on the arts (a family tradition) and it went unchallenged by the family, they supported her in it, reasoning that it was her choice and she could do as she wished.

The jealously toward Rose had been eating Aurora alive and she had finally crossed the line stretching between Love and Hate for her cousin.

Rose held a small bundle tightly against her and rocked back and forth, humming to the little life-force that giggled back to her. The sight bothered Aurora straight through to the bone. Everything about Rose bothered her.

"She doesn't deserve anything she's got." Aurora muttered as she turned away and walked back toward the room that held the entity.

That was it, she'd made up her mind. She wasn't going to die, she refused to. The sacrifice had been decided upon and that sacrifice would be Rose...

Chapter 22

Evelyn didn't feel the vile slip from her grip, not even the shattering of the shards that projected from the object woke her from the trance, she felt lost in thought, in pain and emotion. The thunder that roared through the sky, followed by the blinding light that crackled fiercely caused the older woman to jump. The storm that had engulfed the sky was intense and had come on quickly with a force that threatened to flatten anything in its way.

Evelyn trembled and forced her eyes shut, slowly sinking to her knees. She wanted it to be over, she just needed everything to go away. The atmosphere was intense and her mind was filled with thoughts that she had once managed to put aside, but that control had slipped away from her and she knew she would once again have to re-live the horror that she had buried long ago with the woman she once knew…..Rose.

20 years ago….

Evelyn sighed as she thought about the argument she had with Aurora. Things were tense and a silent change had taken place between them that Evelyn felt would change their friendship forever. Shaking away the thoughts that were flying through her mind, Evelyn continued toward the room that had started the whole ordeal.

She knew that they were both scared and both were not thinking clearly at the time. Everything still seemed bleak for them but at least now she had time to process what they had done and the few choices they had. Evelyn had mentally decided that she could talk to her friend and discuss what they needed to do sensibly, without involving anyone else's suffering.

It was only when she approached the door to the room where they had conjured up the Loa that she felt the chill. It was the same chill that crawled up her spine upon the Loa's arrival. There was light seeping through the cracks lining the door frame. She knew that someone was in there.

She figured that it had to have been Aurora and so she slowly crept toward the room. There was a deafening silence that hung heavy in the air, however, it only lasted for a few moments before a horrifying scream erupted from the closed door in front of her. She froze before opening it to reveal a sight that brought her to her knees.

What she saw chilled her to the bone. She could sense the evil power building up and surrounding her. Evelyn had walked in just in time to watch Rose's lifeless body float in mid air.

The young woman's back was arched while her head and arms hung limp. As Evelyn watched the dark form in shadows move, it become clear what had happened and who was responsible for it.

Another figure stood watching in the darkness as well. Tears spilled from Evelyn's eyes and she could hear gasps and desperate pleas that escaped the form that was now distorted by her sorrow. Evelyn turned her head away from Rose's floating body. She knew it was too late for the other woman and she was almost glad that it was nearly over for her. The pain Rose had to have been feeling must have been excruciating.

Not surprisingly, the Loa was enjoying every moment of the crisis, it had what it wanted, what it needed and now it was just having some fun at the expense of others. The Loa twisted the body in mid air and watched the lifeless woman, taking joy in the pain it had caused the helpless woman.

Evelyn remained where she'd fallen on her knees on the floor, too weak and too afraid to move. She brought her hands to cover her face and sobbed into them. She tried as hard as she could to drown out the gurgled pleas and screams that slowly began to fade as the evil consumed Rose's body.

Present...

About ten minutes later, Evelyn felt that she had finally gained enough composure to open her eyes. The sobs she had been releasing had been so harsh that they left her body weak and trembling. The memory of Rose just floating there, helpless to the control of the Loa still haunted her and she knew that she wouldn't be able to re-bury it this time, it had already taken control of her and she knew that to get this all to stop, another sacrifice would have to be made.

She had to tell Celia the truth about her mother. Evelyn shuddered as another jolt of lightening struck and she grabbed the nearest chair to pull herself up to the table. She picked up a nearby pen and held it so tightly that it shook with the sheer force of the grasp. She pulled a tablet of paper close to her, choked back a sob and began to write.

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Dean flinched from his thoughts when a loud crash of thunder sliced through the silence. His eyes drifted to his little brother who had once again passed out from the pain. He ran his hands nervously across his face and tried his best to keep calm.

"D..D…Dean?" It was a whisper, forced and so silent that he wasn't sure if he'd just imagined it or if it was real.

"Evelyn?...I …Dea.." Dean was sure that he'd heard something this time.

He attempted to move to Celia's side, but stopped when he remembered the soft grip of his brother wrapped gently around his hand. He sat back down, not willing to lose the connection that he had with Sam.

"Celia, I'm here. How are you feeling?" Dean's voice fluctuated in tone and hovered somewhere between relief and fear, his emotions finally taking a toll on him.

"God, Celia, I thought you weren't going to wake up. I was worried." Dean murmured to her.

Celia turned her head from side to side, her faced scrunched as she fought the nightmare that had woke her up.

"Celia? Are you with me?" Dean reached over to her, still keeping his grasp on Sam's hand and he stroked the side of her face, gently, trying to coax her to consciousness.

"wha, what… h..happened?" Celia struggled, taking in a rushed breath.

"Oh It's a long story. Long stories take time to tell and right now, we don't have that time." Dean spoke softly.

The oldest Winchester watched Celia turn her head to face Sam.

"Sam's still sick. He seems even worse and I don't…"Again Dean felt his emotions threatening him and he took a deep breath to settle them.

"I don't know how to help him. Evelyn's gone. She hasn't come back, and it's been nearly three hours, and…" He watched Celia's eyes move around the room as she scanned her surroundings.

"I've gotta find her, Celia! I have to help Sam!" His last phrase was spoken with a fierce passion that expressed the seriousness of the issue.

Celia shook her head, causing Dean to pull a frustrated expression. He watched her lick her lips and draw a breath.

"Evelyn…some…thing…wro..wrong!" Celia shouted.

Dean looked down at Sam who was still curled into the fetal position, with his hand holding Dean's.

"It will be okay Sammy. Celia, listen I need you to stay here with Sam. Do you think you can do that?" He didn't wait for a reply, not wanting to hear any answer other than yes.

He blew out a long breath and slid his hand out of Sam's grip, instantly causing his younger brother to groan.

"It's okay Sammy, I'm coming back. You stay with Celia for a bit okay?" Dean placed Sam's hot, clammy hand into Celia's and squeezed their palms together tightly.

"I'm going to find Evelyn." He stood up quickly, not wanting to have a change of heart.

It was difficult to leave them alone, knowing their only protection would be that offered by Evelyn. Dean looked back one last time and left the room.

"I have to make this quick." He told himself.

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