AN: All right, one more chapter after this. Enjoy.

Chapter 11

Rodney's lifeless body stared up at the ceiling, mouth wide in horror. The demon had taken care of him as soon as Rodney finished tying everyone up. The three Winchester's sat on one side of the basement, Dorian and Jimmy the other.

"Stop it," Dorian cried as Cochran punched Dean across the face again. "Damn it leave him alone!"

Yellow eyes had let Cochran take control so the sheriff could have a little fun before the ritual began. Cochran had taken his wrath out on Sam already. The youngest Winchester was slumped against the wall, his face turning several shades of purple. He hadn't touched John.

Cochran whirled towards her. "What's the matter? Don't like seeing your boyfriend beat up?"

"It's me you want! Let them go!"

"Dorian shut up," Dean yelled.

Cochran slammed Dean with a blow that sent his head into the rough brick wall. Dean cried out as his forehead split open and blood starting pouring out of the gash.

Dorian sucked in her breath. This was the beginning of Sam's vision. She looked over at Jimmy worriedly. The old man looked back at her, eyes wide with fear.

"You should listen to your friend, little witch," Cochran said, stalking over to her. "I'm just killing time until..." He smiled. "Well until I get to kill you."

"Then kill time with me," She spat back at him. "Leave them out of it."

"Dorian," Sam pleaded. "Don't do this."

Cochran knelt in front of her. "You're right. You are the one I want." Reaching out he slapped her across the face.

"Hey!" Dean yelled, becoming furious.

Dorian shook her hair out of her face and glared at Cochran. "The whole time you wanted me dead because you thought I was a witch. That I worked with the devil."

He grabbed her hair and pulled their faces together. "You are a witch!"

"Yeah," She glared at him. "But I'm not the one making deals with demons."

"That's different," He seethed. "I'm doing it to get my daughter back."

"No," She whispered. "You're not. You're doing this for vengeance."

He smiled and released her hair. "You're right. Part of this is to make you pay."

"Only you're punishing the wrong person," Dorian told him, trying to loosen the ropes. "Marion is dead because of you and all the other people who...

Cochran back handed her before she could finish the sentence. "Don't say it! You're mother deserved to die! You were the one who called her spirit back! It's your fault that my daughter is dead!"

Dorian smiled at him, buying time as she pulled her raw wrists through the rope. "Did I touch a sore spot? Why are you getting so defensive, Sheriff? If your not in any way responsible for your daughters death, then why are you so angry?"

Cochran jerked her up to her feet and shoved her into the wall. "Because of you! You're the reason for all of this!"

Dorian nodded. "Maybe you're right." Her hand slipped free from the rope. "Maybe all of this is my fault." She formed an energy ball. "But I'll be damned if I'm going to let you hurt them because of me!"

She flung the energy ball at him. Cochran wasn't prepared and went sailing back on his ass. Before he could get up Dorian hit him with another one. Cochran snarled at her and his eyes suddenly turned yellow.

The demon smiled up at her. "You know, you shouldn't have done that."

Dorian smiled at him. "Yeah, well I do a lot of things I'm not supposed to." Letting her power fill her Dorian's feet lifted off the ground.

"No," Dean and Sam yelled in unison. John just looked at the girl, in awe.

She ignored them. "You want me, demon boy. You've got me."

He chuckled, getting to his feet. "Well now, this is interesting. No wonder Cochran wants you dead."

She looked around. "Yeah, I could see why the crazy, psycho killer cop wants me dead." She looked back at the demon. "Too bad he's not going to get his wish."

Throwing out her arm a beam of light shot from her hands and at the demon, knocking him back into the wall. Yellow eyes faded back to brown and Cochran's body slumped to the ground unconscious.

Dorian lowered herself to the ground, stumbling forward. She was drained. That had taken a lot of energy out of her. She pushed herself over to Dean.

"That was really stupid!" He said as she reached behind him and started to untie him. "The last time you did that you almost died!"

She nodded. "But it worked didn't it?"

He pulled his hands free and Dorian fell back against the wall.

"Hey," He said, grabbing her shoulders. "Stay with me all right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," She told him. "Untie everyone. We have to get out of here."

Dean released her and turned to Sam, quickly undoing his brothers ropes. "Are you all right?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah, I got dad. You get Jimmy."

When John's hands were free he stood up and glared at Sam. "What the hell was that?"

"What," He asked, a confused look on his face.

"Dorian," He snapped.

Sam shook his head and went to help Dorian up. "She's only done it once before and it left her in a coma."

"Well it saved our asses," John said. "Get her out of here. Dean and I will handle the demon."

"What," Sam yelled. "No way!" He wrapped an arm around Dorian's waist to keep her up. "That thing killed Jess."

"I'm fine," Dorian said weakly. "We need to tie up Cochran before he wakes up."

"No," Dean said, walking back over to them. Jimmy was behind him, rubbing his wrists. "You're way to drained for this. You saved our asses and I'm grateful, but it took everything out of you. If it comes down to a battle..."

"I can handle it," She said confidently. "Trust me."

Dean stared at her, wanting to do as she asked, but not wanting to put her life on the line to do so. She was pleading with her eyes. He knew that if he made her leave that she was going to be pissed and think he was overprotective. Hell maybe he was, but he didn't want to see her get hurt.

"We don't have time for this," John said, interrupting his sons thoughts. "Sam grab Cochran and help me tie him up. Dean get Jimmy and Dorian out of here."

"No," Dean said keeping his gaze on Dorian. "She stays."

Sam stopped half bent to grab onto Cochran. "What? Dean she's about to drop on her feet."

"I trust her," He said. "If she says she can handle it, then I believe her."

"Sam," John barked. "Hurry up."

Sam resumed helping his father, hoping that his brother was right.

Dorian smiled at Dean, grateful that he listened to her. She looked past him. "Jimmy, get out of here and make sure that no one comes this way. There's going to be a whole lot of trouble and we don't want any innocent people getting in the way."

Jimmy walked up to her and took Dorian's hands. "I can't believe this is all true. I thought you were just trying to pull a fast one on me. Even when I saw the energy ball..."

She smiled at him. "We don't have time right now for this Jimmy."

He nodded, his eyes fading to yellow. "You're right. We don't."

"Dean," Dorian cried in fear, trying to jerk away from Jimmy.

"What the hell," Dean yelled, running over towards them. Jimmy threw out his arm, halting Dean in his tracks.

The other two Winchesters charged for him, but the demon did the same without even looking at them.

"Let them go," Dorian pleaded.

Jimmy smiled, curving his lips in a way that was not natural for his face. "Maybe I will. Well at least one of them, but that all depends on you." He released her arm and started walking around her.

"What do you want," She asked nervously.

He gently picked up a lock of her hair and twined it around his finger. He jerked her head back, causing her to cry out. He brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, "You."

Dorian looked over at Dean. He was fighting against the invisible barrier trying to get to her.

Ignoring the Winchesters, Yellow Eyes released Dorian's hair and walked back in front of her. "You, for one of them."

"And if I refuse," She asked glaring at him.

He shrugged. "Well then, you all die."

"I thought you already made a deal with Cochran. I thought you had to kill me to bring Marion back."

Laughing he crossed his arms over his chest. "Now whoever said, killing you was part of the deal? I only agreed to bring the girl back. Not who he had to sacrifice to get her."

"Don't you dare," Dean snapped, causing Dorian to look over at him. "Don't you agree to this, we'll find another way."

Dorian watched Dean struggling, trying to get to her. She couldn't stand by and watch him die. Not if she could do anything about it. Of course that was a last resort. She could still bide time.

"What was the original deal," Dorian asked looked back at Yellow Eyes. "Between you and Cochran I mean?"

"Why do you want to know," He asked raising an eyebrow. "It has nothing to do with what we're doing now."

She shrugged. "Amuse me."

Chuckling he wagged a finger at me. "You see this is exactly why I want you. You've got spirit kid. You would be a great addition."

"A great addition to what," She asked, her interest peaked.

"Aww now that would spoil it," He said in reply. "But..." He held up a finger. "I will tell you this. It has to do with the same reason I want Sammy boy."

Sam scoffed. "Me?"

Yellow Eyes looked over at him. "That's right Sammy." He walked over to the youngest Winchester. "I want you too. It's just not the right time to take you."

"Why," Sam asked, confusion written on his features.

"You're special, Sammy. I've been watching you for a long time now."

"Mom? Jess?" He questioned, tears filling his eyes.

Yellow Eyes shrugged. "They weren't part of the plan. I need you tough, Sammy. Not coddled."

Suddenly Yellow Eyes dropped to his knees. His hold on the three Winchesters was released. Turning his head he saw Dorian quietly reciting a spell. "I underestimated you, little witch."

Ignoring him, Dorian kept up with her words. If she lost her concentration it was all over.

Dean jumped for the demon, but he threw up his hand and Dean was once again imbolized.

"Don't get your hopes up," He said panting. "I was only distracted, boys."

Dorian ignored his words. She could feel him weakening, but it was also weakening her. She kept talking, kept on with the spell. Yellow eyes tried to keep his hold on Dean, but she could tell he was gaining his freedom.

John and Sam ran for him, and the demon couldn't stop them. Using what little power he had left he released his hold on Dean.

He smiled at them with Jimmy's face. "I'll be back boys." His mouth spread open, a large black massing shooting out and up, the force throwing the men back. It shot up through the stairs and dissipated outside.

Dorian sagged to her knees, her strength spent.

"Hey," Dean said, jogging over to her. He knelt down and rested a hand on her shoulder. "Are you all right?"

"I'd be lying if I said yes," She said, her head still facing the ground.

Dean put a finger under her chin and lifted her face. Blood was dripping down her nose. "Using the sleeve of his shirt he gently wiped it away. "Well it's good your not lying."

She smirked at him. "I just need rest."

He smiled back at her. "Now that I believe."