Empire of Dirt

AN: Sorry this took a while to get up. I've been busy lately! I hope you guys like this. It's almost over and I'm already working on my next one! If anyone knows a beta or is one, please let me know. I am in desperate need of one. I will be forever grateful!! Thanks!

Disclaimer: Still not mine.

Chapter 6

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"Are you warm enough Sammy?" Dean asked running his hands through Sam's hair trying his best to comfort him.

Sam nodded, "I still don't feel good." He said.

"I know, but at lest you feel a little better right?" Sam just kept starring at him with big tear filled eyes.

"When is Dad coming back?" He asked.

"Soon, Joshua said soon." Dean said getting onto the bed. He put his arm around Sam and pulled him close. "How's your leg feeling?" He asked. He had been checking on it but had no idea if it was hurting Sam in any way.

"It's fine." Same said. "Do you think the gerbil is really gone?"

"Oh yeah, it got a taste of you. It'll never come back." Dean said.

"Funny," Sam said smirking. "Are you happy you're missing school?"

"Yeah," Dean said with a shrug. "Although there was this girl I did want to talk too before the break. I guess I'll just have to wait till we go back."

"Do you really think we'll go back?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, I told you we were, why don't you think so?"

"Dad always wants to leave after a hunt. Now our house is like a hunt so he'll want to leave." Sam pointed out.

"Hey, don't you remember what I said?" Dean asked and Sam nodded. "Even if it's just the two of us, we'll finish school here, ok?" Sam nodded again and smiled and Dean smiled back. "Are you hungry?" He asked.

"No, thirsty" Sam answered.

"I'll get you some water." Dean got up and went to the bathroom. He began to fill a glass of water when he noticed the air getting still and thick. He looked up in the mirror and saw a strange blue light coming from the room.

"Dean!" Sam screamed and Dean dropped the glass and ran. In the middle of the room was a tall, gangly figure. He was bald and pale. His skin looked like it was falling off his body. He was reaching a long arm out to Sam, not even looking to see Dean standing right there.

Dean rushed forward and grabbed Sam into his arms and took off for the bathroom. The demon thing let out a yell and without even walking over was suddenly right there by them at the bathroom door. Dean's plan was to lock Sam in the bathroom and take care of this. The demon must have known because the bathroom door flung shut and it locked. Dean set Sam down and began pulling at the doorknob. The demon was reaching out for Sam again though.

"Get away from him!" He yelled turning from the door. "Stay away!" It didn't even look at him. Dean frantically pulled at the door to try to open it but was getting nowhere. Suddenly the knob fell off in his hand. He looked at it helplessly and the demon was getting closer to Sam.

"Dean!" Sam cried out again. The demon reached his hand out and grabbed onto Sam's arm and Sam screamed.

"Stay the fuck away from him!" Dean screamed. Then, not knowing what to do, he flung the doorknob at the demon. It went right through him and made a hole in the wall. The demon screamed and let go of Sam. At the same moment, the door burst open and Joshua and Caleb barged in.

"Dean? Sam!" The demon screamed again and with a large burst of light it suddenly disappeared and everything was quiet except for Sam's cries.

"Dean? Sam?" Joshua shouted again.

"We're here." Dean said pulling Sam close to him. "It's ok Sammy," He said soothingly into his ear.

"What happened?"

"It came out of nowhere!" Sam tried to explain.

"Sam, are you ok?" Joshua asked reaching out to take Sam from Dean so he could check him over.

"No!" Sam cried as he threw his arms around Dean's neck.

"He's fine." Dean said angrily.

"Did you throw this at it?" Caleb asked picking up the doorknob and Dean nodded. "A dump like this and they have silver doorknobs?"

"Was that the thing in our house?" Dean demanded, angry tears shown in his eyes.

"It is," Joshua said.

"Is it going after Sam because he's sick?"

"No," A new voice said. They all turned to see John standing in the door. "It's making his sick." No one moved for a minute. John was standing there almost casual, like he'd been there the whole time.

"Daddy?" Sam said lifting his head to look at John.

"Hey Sammy," John said gently. "How are you feeling?" Sam looked to Dean for an answer, but it was Joshua who spoke up.

"How is he feeling?" Joshua snapped. "How the hell do you think he's feeling?"

"Ok, Joshua." John said quietly.

"No! This has gone too far John! Where the hell have you been! You use your own son as bait and then you bail? Send me and Caleb to do you goddamn job!" Joshua was shouting now, not even thinking about the fact that Sam and Dean were still curled up on the floor.

"I know your upset, but I did what I had to do." John tried to say.

"I don't want to hear it John!" Joshua said. "I have been defending you since we got here and I am not going to do it anymore!"

"Josh," Caleb said quietly putting hand on his brother's arm.

"What!" Joshua yelled turning to him. "You can bitch and moan about him behind his back, but you don't have the balls to say anything to his face? Is that what it is?"

"No," Caleb said calmly. "We just need to take care of this now." All eyes went to Sam and Dean. Sam was crying softly onto Dean's shoulder and Dean looked like he was ready to kill someone. "It's leaving the house which means it's more desperate than we first thought. Next time it will get Sam."

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