War, What's it good for? Absolutely nothing!

Disclaimer: Nope still nothing, was hoping for an early birthday present from Mr Kripke but sigh still nothing.

Author's Note: This is a different story altogether for me so please bear with me. This is a futuristic story, everything in the show has been and passed, the biggest difference is that all of the seals are broken.

Chapter Eight – Well, Well, Long Time No See!

Then:

He hung the phone up and strode to the window, smiling widely he stared down at the storm cellar doors, his patience and planning will soon come to fruition and he will have Sam Winchester back where he belongs. Then, then he won't have to cow-tow to that bitch Lilith or her consort, soon he will have the power and the ace up his sleeve to take control, restoring the order of things.

Yes, this was going to be better than he ever imagined, patience was his key.

S—D

Now:

Jim, Dean and Sam and Joshua Jones, one time friend of John Winchester's and a former hunter turned medic all sat in the small office of what was once the sacristy of the church, all silent while they waited for Ethan to arrive, none of the others knew about this extraordinary meeting.

'Anyone lurking around out there Doc?' Dean asked when Ethan came in and sank down on the vacant chair.

'Nope it's all quiet, got three new patients and those who aren't working are resting, so what's this about?' Ethan glanced around at his friends and then frown staring openly at the newest arrival. 'I'm Ethan.'

'Sorry Ethan this is Joshua Jones, Josh is a retired hunter and medic he's a good friend.' Jim introduced the two men, 'Josh this is Doctor Ethan Grimes.'

'Good to meet ya doc.' Josh grinned broadly and held his hand out; Ethan stared for a few seconds more at the big black man and then smiled.

'Nice to meet you too, and a medic huh? I've got work if ya need it.'

'Thanks by the sounds of it I came at a good time.' Josh said sitting back, 'so what's going on?'

'How much do you know?' Ethan asked wanting to be brought up to speed as fast as possible.

'We told Josh about Bobby and Janice and everything that's happened to date.' Sam interjected softly now they were all on the same page so to speak with information he nodded to his brother to continue.

'Ah we have reason to believe that we have ... we have a mole here.' Dean said as he cleared his throat his intense gaze drifted over the faces of the men in the room. 'Those sitting here are the only ones we can trust.' Sam added.

'What makes you think we got ourselves a mole?' Jim asked the realisation hitting him when he noticed that Sam suddenly looked down and couldn't meet anyone's gaze. 'Sam?'

'I ah had a vision.' Sam replied so fast that his words seemed to run together.

'And?'

'I didn't see who it was, but they tipped them off about the raid and rescue attempt, we found Bobby and Janice ... just say it was gruesome.'

'Dear Lord.' Jim breathed.

'I saw ... ahh nearly everyone die.' Sam finished his voice cracking with pent up emotions.

'So we have a counter-plan that only those of us in this room will know about.' Dean squeezed Sam's shoulder in support as he spoke.

'Are you alright Sam?' Jim asked concerned at the pallor of the younger man.

Sam cleared his throat and gave him a watery smile; tears shining in his green eyes making them look the colour of the ocean. 'Yeah thanks Jim, it was hard to deal but yeah I'm doin' okay.'

Jim knew just how thin that excuse was but in deference to Sam's own emotional state and his pride, the cleric remained silent. Instead he nodded his head and turned his attention back to Dean, 'so this new plan of yours Dean?'

'With the original plan we're leaving Sammy here alone with the women and doc, they're the ones who're vulnerable, so instead we're gonna make it look like we're going ahead with the original plan, none of em know that Josh is here or who he is, so he's gonna stay with Sammy ... once we get everyone into place Sam's gonna contact Danny, Ray and Pete to get em to come back here ... if the mole is one of them then they won't have time to do anything about the changes and if it's not one of them well then Jim and I will be able to nobble Ricky if we need to. The biggest thing will be to make sure that Sam's protected here with the others.'

'It's very risky with just the three of you going in isn't it?' Ethan asked looking at Dean and Jim in turn, 'no back up at all?'

'We're just gonna get in and get em out as quickly as possible, if we're right then they'll try and get to Sam thinking that we'll be busy mounting the rescue.'

'I don't know Dean, it sounds ...'

'Oh there's one more thing that I forgot to tell ya.' Dean smirked as he sat back and waited to get all of their attention.

'What is it Dean?' Jim asked knowing it was probably a silly thing to ask.

'Oh our recon and rescue is gonna happen in about half an hour.'

'Which means?'

'That until we're ready to get in the cars to go, no one else knows when we're leaving or what else is happening.' Dean sat back and watched the others as the information sank in.

'Smart ... foolhardy and huge risk of failure but smart.' Josh laughed, 'ah I've missed you Winchesters.'

'We've miss you too Josh.' Sam added softly, 'so I've ah got the comlinks ready to go and the surveillance equipment, I've set it all up from here.' Sam wheeled around and led the others to a small alcove on the rear wall. Beneath a once stunning stained glass depiction of the Holy Trinity but now had shattered sections and were patched with thick plastic, Sam had set up a very functional command centre.

'Wow ... you little techno geek.' Josh laughed and clapped Sam on the shoulder, 'well done kiddo.'

'Thanks Josh,' Sam blushed knowing just how technologically minded Josh was, 'means a lot.'

'So how come you gave me grief when I said that same thing?' Dean groused good-naturedly.

'Coz Josh means it.' Sam shot back with a wide grin. 'Jerk.'

'Bitch ... techno-bitch!' Dean smirked, 'so we get ready?'

S—D

Dean stood next to the impala and held his hand on the horn, blaring it without break a large cheeky grin on his face as he watched them hurry out of the church. 'So we ready?'

'Ready for what?' Pete called out impatiently.

'Recon and rescue.' Dean shot back, 'we're doin' this now.'

'I-I thought that we weren't moving out just yet.'

'Yeah well it didn't take as long to set up.' Dean studied the other man carefully, 'why something wrong Pete?'

'Nope not at all.'

'Who's going with who?' Ricky eyed the impala hungrily. 'Can I?'

'If the rest of that question is can I drive the impala, let me ask you one ...' Dean's gaze narrowed, his smile now cold and humourless, 'do you enjoy living?'

'Message received.' Pete took an involuntary step back and held his hands up in a mock surrender stance.

S—D

Sam watched the two vehicles pull away, even with the new plan, he felt uneasy about the entire situation, and he hated not being at Dean's side especially when dealing with the psycho supremacists as well as demons. An impotent rage filled him and he slammed his fists on the armrests of his chair suddenly hating the contraption with a passion.

'Sam?' Josh came over to squat in front of the younger Winchester, 'what's going on dude?'

'I hate this Josh, I hate not being able to help Dean, I hate being stuck here like some sort of gimpy freak.' Sam yelled, his anger getting the better of him, 'they should've let me go ... shouldna been resuscitated.'

'Ah Sam, please don't talk like that.' Josh gripped Sam's shoulders and made him meet his stare, 'no one wanted to lose you Sam, especially that brother of yours. Being in the chair does suck but Sam not being here, leaving that brother of yours alone that would be ten times worse.'

'We survived so much me and Dean, then this ... I wanted to die Josh I wanted to have it all end.'

'And now?'

'Some days are better than others.' Sam gave him a wan grin and tried to put his game face on but failed miserably.

'Okay so how about we get in there to your command centre and see where those ratbags are up too.' Josh said standing up he listened to his knees pop and stared down at Sam, 'old age is not all it's cracked up to be kiddo.'

'Don't ya say that around Bobby,' Sam chuckled softly and happily let Josh push him back inside, 'thanks Josh.'

'Don't mention it kid.'

S—D

Ethan looked up at the nurse and sighed loudly, they had too many patients for the nurses to get all scattered, 'Tracy can you pass me the chart please?' He asked again.

'Huh? Oh I'm sorry Ethan I'm just worried about Dean and the others.'

'They'll be fine Tracy now we have patients to tend to.' Ethan snapped a little sharper than he intended but there was something different about the nurse, something that he couldn't quite pinpoint yet.

'Keep an eye on these dressings Tracy call me if there's any seepage or if his temperature rises.' He signed off the chart and pulled his latex gloves off, he needed a break.

S--D

Dean made his way back to where Ricky and Jim hid closer to the impala, 'looks like there's movement going on.'

'Ya think that they've taken the bait?' Ricky asked looking decidedly uneasy.

'Yeah why? What's up Ricky?' Dean glared at the other man, 'you got something you want to tell me?'

'What? No, no what are you on about?' Ricky paled and backed up a little when he saw the murderous glint in Dean's eyes, 'what's going on?'

'Nothing, nothing sorry dude just worried that we can pull this off.' Dean finished weakly; he had to make sure that Ricky didn't suspect a thing, not yet anyway.

'Dean can I ask ya something?' Ricky started trying to appear as innocuous as possible.

'What?'

'Why all of the changes? Why not just go with the original plan?' Ricky looked from Dean to Jim and then back to Dean, 'damn me, you think that there's an informant don't you? Someone's tipped off the bad guys?'

'Did you?' Dean demanded, deciding to get it all out in the open.

'Did I what?' Ricky snapped, 'you think, you think that I could do that?'

'Could you?' Jim asked placing a restraining hand on Dean's arm.

'What? No, no damn it ... I might have done some nasty things in my life and listened to the wrong people ... like Gordon Walker but I aint never, ever sided with demons and don't intend to start now.' The big black man declared spreading his arms wide.

'Wait! What about Gordon Walker?' Dean's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

'He ahh tried to recruit me into his Sam Winchester must die crap, and before you go all ballistic I only had to spend five minutes with you and Sam to realise that Walker was all sorts-a-buckets-a-crazy. And Sam ... to do what he does, to survive what he has ... man he's ... he's an inspiration not an abomination.'

'Thanks ... I think.' Dean heaved a sigh of relief, 'so if it's not you then it's either Ray or ...'

'Or what? What are you thinking Dean?' Jim asked when Dean's cell phone started ringing.

'Yeah Sammy?' Dean wandered away a little to talk to his brother in private leaving Jim to watch Ricky, 'Jim Ricky ... game's on.'

'What's that Dean?'

'Sam's ready to send the call to the others to return to the church, they're all ready and waiting.'

'Let's do this then.' Jim said without a smile.

S—D

Josh watched Sam working at the computer with a heavy heart, he could practically see the heavy cloud of depression hanging over the kid's head, wish I could do something to take it from ya kiddo, he could remember the tiny little boy running around their ankles with his big eyes and even bigger dimples, rough-housing with his older brother but always respectful of their elders and never a dull moment when the Winchesters were around.

When he first met Sammy Winchester the kid was only a toddler, barely two years old, forever smiling and asking questions, damn kid could speak better than most adults, and had nearly every adult eating out of his hands.

'Hey Sam need me to do anything?' He asked shaking himself out of his reverie.

When Sam didn't answer him Josh frown and moved closer, 'Sam you okay there kiddo?'

When he didn't receive any answer or acknowledgment of his presence Josh hurried to Sam's side and gently shook his shoulder, 'Sam you okay dude? Ethan! Ethan man get in here.' Josh bellowed as he pushed Sam's wheelchair away from the desk and then as gently as he could picked the seemingly unconscious young man up and laid him on the floor, pulling a cushion down to prop Sam's head with, 'Ethan!'

'What's wrong Josh?' Ethan and Penny came running, 'what is it? Sam?'

'Dunno I think he's passed out but ... I just found him.' Josh said, although he kept working on Sam, checking his airways and pulse rate, 'pulse is fast and erratic, breathes are sluggish.'

'Sam?' Ethan tried rubbing his knuckles on Sam's sternum to assess painful stimuli, 'Penny get a temperature and blood pressure reading please.'

'Sam? Hey dude this aint funny.' Josh kept trying to rouse Sam but nothing seemed to work.

'His temp is 101.4 and blood pressure is, oh my his blood pressure is 180 over 200.'

'That's way too high, damn it Sam.' Ethan looked up at Josh, 'help me roll him over.'

Carefully they rolled Sam onto his stomach and then Ethan rolled each leg of Sam's sweat pants up to reveal the infected ulcers, 'ah fuck Sam.'

'Ethan?'

'These ulcers I checked them late last night and they were healing nicely, now they ... they're as bad if not worse than they were originally.' Ethan spat out, 'what the fuck is going on?'

The sounds of gunfire silenced the small group, Josh jumped up and armed himself before doing a quick head count, 'where's the other nurse?'

'Josh?' Penny blinked and then stared around the room, 'ah probably with the other patients.'

'Tracy? I haven't seen her for a ... oh no.' Ethan looked up and met Josh's dark gaze, 'Tracy?'

'I think so ... let's hope that Dean's little plan works, and the others are on their way back coz we're seriously outgunned and outmanned here.'

'What about the other patients?' Penny asked her face pale and covered in a sheen of sweat, her panic rising exponentially.

'They should be alright, it's mainly us who they're after, not them.' Josh said trying to sound more optimistic than he did.

Sam moaned softly and appeared as though he was starting to regain consciousness, 'J-Josh?'

'Right here dude.' Josh went back to crouch down next to Sam.

'D-Dean?'

'He'll be back soon.' The sound of gunfire cutting in and drowning out anymore talking. Josh patted Sam's shoulder and went back to guard the door.

'Ethan ... help me.' Sam nodded to his wheelchair, please.'

'Sam I ...'

'Please have to ... contact ... De-Dean.' Sam forced the words out, he was clearly battling to stay conscious but he still set his shoulders and stubbornly stared at the doctor. Shaking his head Ethan pulled the chair closer and then easily helped his young patient back into the wheelchair. Noting how exhausted that little amount of effort affected Sam, Ethan pushed the chair closer to the computers and hovered by his side ready to step in if needed.

'Ray? Can you hear me okay?' Sam contacted Ray via his comlink.

'We back Sam and on our way.' Ray's voice came through the static, 'hang tight in there.'

'Thanks Ray.' Sam sighed in relief, with his strength fading fast Sam then contacted Dean holding his breath while he waited for his brother to answer.

'Hey Sammy.' Dean's voice finally broke through the interference, 'we got them...'

'How are they?'

After a pause, Dean just came back with a curt; they're alive, before promising Sam that they were already on their way back. Breaking the connection Sam sighed heavily and sank back into his chair, 'they're on their way back.' He muttered to no one in particular.

'Well, well, I heard it but didn't think it was true.' A cold voice sounded from near the doorway, 'the great Sammy Winchester is nothing more but a gimp in a wheelchair.'

'The name is Sam.' Sam challenged the unwelcome visitor as he turned his chair to face the possessed man, 'Josh, get Ethan and Penny outta here.'

'Sorry Sammy they're staying.'

'Do I know you?' Sam tilted his head and concentrated on the demonically possessed human.

'Think it might come to ya.'

Sam shook his head in contempt and raised his hand, he hadn't tried to use his powers since that day but he didn't know how else to protect the others. The mocking laughter fuelled his determination, concentrating he clamped down on the pain spiking in his head, he ignored the warm dampness on his upper lip from the blood trailing down from his nose, he ignored everything but pulling the demon from the human-housing.

Dumbfounded the others could only stand and watch as Sam successfully pulled the insidious, oily, sulphurous black cloud from the man.

As the man collapsed and the smoke disappeared, the others broke from their stupors, Ethan just reaching Sam before he toppled out of his chair, giving in once again to unconsciousness.

'Sammy?' Dean cried out as he stumbled into the office, looking bloodied and battered he staggered slightly but somehow managed to stay on his feet long enough to reach his brother, 'oh God Sammy, what did you do?'

TBC