This is an AU to the episode Salvation.
I can't believe I've nearly done season 1 I mean I know I've skipped some episodes but the principality is still the same.
SALVATION:
In a church down in Blue Earth Minnesota a Pastor was by his pulpit. He looks up when a wind ruffled his hair and the candles on the alter.
A woman entered the church.
'Good Morning' the Pastor said good naturedly. 'Can I help you?'
The Pastor came down from the pulpit. As Meg walked forward and sat in a pew.
'I kinda...I need to talk' Meg replied, looking sad.
'Well' the Pastor replied 'that's what I'm here for'.
'I've done some things. Not good things'.
'Well there's always forgiveness for us if we seek it'.
'For everyone? Are you sure?'
'I like to say salvation was created for sinners. Tell me what's on your mind'.
'Well. I've lied. A lot. I've stolen. I've lusted. And the other day I met this man. A nice guy, you know? We had a really good chat, sort of like this...then I slit his throat and ripped his heart out through his chest' .
Meg blinked and her eyes went black. The Pastor jerked back.
'Does that make me a bad person?' she asked.
The Pastor was backing away now 'I know what you are. You can't be here. This is hallowed ground'.
Meg stood up 'please. Maybe that works in the minor leagues. But not with me'.
The Pastor ran for the door behind the pulpit and down the stairs. He unlocked a door and rushed inside, sliding a ready to go barricade across the door. He turned to a well-stocked hunter's chest of weapons and started scrambling for something. Meg kicked open the door with ease, breaking the wood barricading it. The Pastor looked at her for second, before throwing a knife covered in Sigils at Meg's head. She caught it easily.
Meg laughed 'you throw like a girl'.
'What do you want'.
'The Winchesters and that bitch that protects them'.
'I haven't spoken to John Winchester in over a year. You're wasting your time. Even if I did know where they were, I'd never tell you. And I don't even know the name of the protector, John never said'.
'I know'.
Meg walked over to the Pastor and slit his throat with his own knife and he fell back into a chair, gasping, before he finally died. Meg smiled and walked away.
John was sitting at a desk covered in paper; colt in front of him, Sam was leaning against the counter, Dean as pacing whilst Amelie was staring at the papers, more specifically the ones of the yellow eyed demon.
John sighed, 'so this is it. This is everything I know. Look, our whole lives we been searching for this demon right? Not a trace, just...nothing. Until about a year ago. For the first time I picked up a trail.'
'And that's when you took off, and Amelie came onto the scene' Dean said.
'You make me sound like a cop' Amelie said and walked over to Sam.
'Yeah. That's right. The demon must have come out of hiding or hibernation' John said and Amelie sighed.
'What?' Sam whispered.
'Walk outside with me and I'll tell you'.
'Dad? We're gonna go get some beer's want one?' Sam asked.
'Yeah, sure'.
'Dean?'
'Go on then'.
Outside Amelie was with Sam and she was looking for the bottle of beer that Dean liked.
'So, what did you want to tell me?' Sam asked her.
'The demon, he didn't come out of hibernation, he's been around here for years, he just kept his killings low. He's manipulative, and he gives he a headache'.
'You talk as if you know him'.
'I do'
'You- what?'
'Well, not exactly know him, but whenever he's near I get a massive headache'.
'You, it… it happened to you didn't it?'
'Yeah'.
'Was your mother?'
'No, my nurse maid'.
'Nurse maid?'
'Posh family'.
Sam smiled 'so that's why dad was with you, you're a walking talking yellow eyed demon detector'.
'Yeah, that and I protect the Winchesters, always have and always will'.
'You're an enigma'.
'I know'.
Back in the motel Dean was talking to John.
'So what's this trail you found?'
'It starts in Arizona, then New Jersey, California. Houses burned down to the ground. It's going after families, just like it went after us'.
'Families with infants?' Sam asked as him and Amelie walked through the door, carrying beers.
'Yeah' John said as he was handed his beer 'the night of the kid's six-month birthday'.
'I was six months old that night?'
'Exactly six months' John answered.
'So basically, this demon is going after these kids for some reason. The same way it came for me? So Mom's death...Jessica. It's all because of me?'
'We don't know that Sam' Dean protested.
'Oh really? Cause I'd say we're pretty damn sure Dean'.
Dean was getting frustrated now, 'for the last time, what happened to them was not your fault'.
Sam replied by shouting back at Dean 'right. It's not my fault but it's my problem'.
'No it's not your problem it's our problem!'
Tired of the shouting John nodded at Amelie who went over to the boys and grabbed them by the ear.
' ow ow' they both said as they moved with their ear so they were now on the floor.
'Stop, shouting you dicks. Now when I let go you're gonna take a deep breath and calm down. Or I'm gonna smack you with a spoon'.
John smiled at the reference to Missouri.
'Sorry. Sorry. Sorry' the boys said desperate to be released from the ear grip.
Amelie smiled 'good' and let go of Sam.
'Hey! What about me- ' Dean protested but was cut off by Amelie kissing him.
'Wasn't so hard was it?' she said.
Smirking Dean replied 'maybe I outta do that more often'.
'I'll still smack you with a spoon'.
'So why's he doing it? What does he want?' Sam asked.
'Look I wish I had more answers, I do. I've always been one step behind it. Look, I've never gotten there in time to save...'
John looked down, unhappy at how many lives he'd lost.
'It wasn't your fault' Amelie said putting a comforting hand on John's shoulder 'even if we did get there in time, they still would've died'.
'All right so how do we find it..before it hits again' Dean said.
'There's signs. It took us a while to see the pattern but it's there in the days before these fires signs crop up in an area. Cattle deaths, temperature fluctations, electrical storms. And then we went back and checked...and...' John couldn't finish his sentence.
'These things happened in Lawrence' Dean finished.
John nodded 'a week before you're mother died. And in Palo Alto… before Jessica. And these signs, they're starting again'.
'Where?' Sam asked.
'Salvation, Iowa' Amelie replied.
John was in his truck and speeding along a misty road, the boys and Amelie were following close behind him in the Impala. After a few minutes of John's manic speeding he stopped and pulled off to the side.
Dean did the same and upon seeing John get out of his truck they all sprang out and went over to him.
'God damn it!' John said.
'What is it?' Dean asked.
'Son of a bitch' John said.
'What is it!' Dean asked again.
'I just got a call from Caleb'.
'Is he okay?' Sam asked.
'He's fine. Jim Murphy's dead' John replied.
'Pastor Jim? How?' Dean asked, saddened to know that Pastor Jim was dead.
'His throat was slashed. He bled out. Caleb said they found traces of sulfur at Jim's place'.
'A demon' Dean said and looked at John who nodded 'the Demon?'
'No' Amelie replied, 'not his style, but I think he knows were getting close'.
'What do we do?' Dean asked Amelie.
'Now, now we act like every second counts. There's two hospitals and a health centre in this county. We split up, cover more ground. We need records, get a list of every single infant that's going to be six months old in the next week' she replied.
'That could be dozens of kids Amelie. How do we know which one's the right one?'
'We'll check them all. Got any better ideas?'
'No ma'am'.
Amelie nodded at Sam and then turned back to the Impala, Sam followed.
John didn't move he just leant on his trunk, Dean was by his car door now, he turned back to look at his dad leaning against the truck.
'Dad?' he said.
John was upset he took a deep breath and sighed 'yeah. It's Jim. You know, I can't….' John hardened his face. 'This ends, now. I'm ending it. I don't care what it takes'.
John pulled up outside the 'Salvation Children's Hospital' and opened a container inbetween the seats of the truck, he shuffled through a number of ID's before selecting one of them and pinned it to his jacket.
Sam was sitting in a filing room whilst a nurse brought him another load of files 'there you go officer' she said.
'Thanks' Sam smiled.
'You're welcome'.
Sam looked down at the birth certificate before copying it the information into his notebook.
Sam came out of Salvation Medical Centre, flipping through his notebook, suddenly he clutched his head in agony as a vision hits him. The Yellow Eyed Demon is in a babies nursery. It flashes to a mother looking out the window, he hears a train, and then see's the demon again. As soon as the vision finishes and he can focus again he quickly pulled out a map.
Sam walked over to a bench in a park and checked his map again. As he does he got the same vision flashing over his eyes again. When it was over he quickly realized the house from the vision is in front of him. And the woman from his vision is pushing a pram along the road while holding an umbrella.
Sam got up from the bench and approached the woman.
'Hi. Here, let me hold that for you. You look like you don't need that anymore'.
'Oh, thanks' the woman replied.
She closed her umbrella, whilst Sam held her pram. He looked at the baby inside.
'She's gorgeous. Is she yours?'
'Yeah'.
Sam looked at the baby 'oh wow, hi!' he then turned to the mom and said 'oh sorry, I'm rude. I'm Sam, I just moved in up the block'.
'Hi I'm Monica and this is Rosie'.
'Rosie? Hi Rosie'.
'So, welcome to the neighbourhood'.
'Thanks. She's such a good baby!'
'I know, I mean she...she never cries. She just stares at everybody. Sometimes she looks at you and I swear it's...it's like she's reading your mind'.
'What about you Monica? Have you lived here long?'
'My husband and I, we bought our place just before Rosie was born'.
'And how old's Rosie?'
'She's six months today. She's big right? Growing like a weed'.
'Yeah. Monica…' Sam distractedly said.
'Yeah?'
'Just ahhh, just take care of yourself okay?'
'Yeah, you too Sam. We'll see you around'.
As Monica turned to her house a station wagon pulled into the drive, honking.
'There's Daddy!' Monica said to Rosie.
Sam's vision returned again. The clock in a bedroom stops, the nursery rhyme playing stops, a wind sweeps through. A black figure approaches the bed. Monica pushed the door open from the hallway and see's the figure standing over her daughters bed.
'What are you?' she said.
The figure turned to her and she is pulled back to the wall and starts to slide up it towards the ceiling, blood started dripping from her stomach.
'Rosie!' she screamed before the room burst into flames.
Sam was sitting at the table in the motel room and was rubbing his temples.
John and Dean were sitting at the end of each bed and Amelie was fixing Sam a drink she makes when she gets headaches.
'Here ya' go' she said as she put it by his hand.
'Thanks'.
'So… a vision' John said flatly.
Sam gritted his teeth 'yes. I saw the demon burning a woman on the ceiling'.
'And you think this is going to happen to this woman you met because…'
'These things happen exactly the way I see them' Sam said after drinking some of the drink Amelie made for him.
'It started out as nightmares. Then it started happening whilst he was awake' Dean said, slightly annoyed at the way his dad was dismissing Sam's visions.
Sam winced at the loud tone of Dean's voice, on seeing this Amelie started making Sam a coffee.
'Yeah. It's like the closer I get to anything to do with the demon the stronger the visions get'.
'All right, when were you going to tell me about this? I've already got Amelie keeping secrets' John shouted.
Sam and Dean looked at Amelie 'more secrets?'
'No. Yes. Well, look there for me to know'.
'Well then I guess then that they should know about the fact that the yellow eyed demon was in Colorado yesterday'.
'You knew'
'Hell I did, I've been traveling enough with you to know when your head goes all mucked up'
Amelie scowled at John.
'What do you mean Amelie?' Dean asked.
'You don't want to know Dean'
'Tell me'
Amelie looked into Dean's eyes 'whenever the demon is near I sense him, I get headaches'.
Dean took a step back from Amelie.
'What?' he said 'I thought I could trust you'
'Dean please' Amelie begged.
'Just, just go'.
Tearfully Amelie nodded and ran out of the motel door.
'Dean' Sam sighed and went to get up to go after her.
'Leave her' John said, 'you didn't answer my question, when were you going to tell me about this?'
'We didn't know what it meant'.
'All right, something like this starts happening to your brother, you pick up the phone and you call me'.
Dean dumped his coffee jug and strode towards John.
'Call you? Are you kidding me? Dad I called you from Lawrence all right? Sam called you when I was dying. I mean, getting you on the phone? I got a better chance of winning the lottery'.
'You're right. Although I'm not too crazy about this new tone of yours, you're right. I'm sorry'.
'Look guys, visions or no visions, fact is, we know the demon is coming tonight. And this family's gonna go through the same hell we went through.'
'No they're not. No one is, ever again'.
Sam's phone started to ring.
'Hello?'
'Sam?'
'Who is this?'
'Think real hard it will come to you'.
'Meg'
Dean and John looked at Sam 'last time I saw you, you fell out of a window'.
'Yeah, no thanks to you. That really hurt my feelings by the way'.
'Just your feelings? That was a seven-story drop'.
'Lemme speak to your Dad'.
Sam looked over at John 'my Dad? I don't even know where my Dad is'.
'It's time for the grown-ups to talk Sam, let me speak to him now'.
Sam hesitated before handing the phone over to John.
'This is John'.
'Howdy John. I'm Meg. I'm a friend of your boys. I'm also the one who watched Jim Murphy choke on his own blood...still there John-boy?'
'I'm here'
'Well that was yesterday. Today I'm in Lincoln. Visiting another old friend of yours. He wants to say hi...'
Meg placed the phone to Caleb's ear.
'John, whatever you do don't give…'
Before Caleb could say anymore Meg pulled the phone away and put a finger on her lips.
'Caleb?' John said.
Sam and Dean automatically stand up, when they hear Caleb's name.
'You listen to me. He's got nothing to do with anything. You let him go'.
'We know you have the colt John'.
'I don't know what you're talking about'.
'Oh, okay. Well listen to this' Meg said before slitting Caleb's throat, she held the phone out so John could hear him gasping and chocking on his blood.
'Caleb. Caleb!'
'You hear that? That's the sound of your friend dying. Now let's try this again. We know you have the gun John, word travels fast. So as far as we're concerned you just declared war. And this is what war looks like. It has casualties'.
'I'm gonna kill you, you know that?'
'Oh John please, mind your blood pressure. So this is the thing. We're going to keep doing what we're doing. And your friends, anyone who has ever helped you, gave you shelter, anyone you ever loved. They'll all die unless you give us that gun'.
John stayed quiet for a moment, thinking about his decision. The boys have now moved so they are by his side.
'I'm waiting Johnny, better answer before the buzzer'.
'Okay'.
'Sorry? I didn't quite get that'.
'I said okay, I'll bring you the colt'.
'There's a warehouse in Lincoln, on the corner of Wabash and Lake. You're gonna meet me there'.
'It's gonna take me about a day's drive to get there'.
'Meet me there at midnight tonight'.
'That's impossible. I can't get there in time and I can't just carry a gun on the plane'.
'Oh. Well I guess your friends die don't they. If you do decide to make it, come alone'.
Meg hung up and looked down at Caleb's body 'what the hell are you looking at?'
Amelie was annoyed with the Winchester's, she had to keep her secrets to protect them, she had too. And then John goes and blows it all. Such a dick!
Out of nowhere Amelie started getting a headache 'oh not now, please' she moaned.
'Hey, are you alright?' a man beside her asked.
'Just got a headache'
'Get them often?'
'No, but recently they have been coming like every day'
'It might be because of me'
Amelie turned around to look the man in the eyes, his eyes went from dull grey, to yellow.
'You!' Amelie spat before moving to get up.
But the demon saw this and quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down.
'Let me go' she protested.
'No, we're gonna meet my darling girl' and with that the demon knocked Amelie out and zipped into thin air, Amelie with him.
Back in the motel room Sam had gone out looking for Amelie so Dean was left with John, after a few minutes of silence Dean said 'so you think Meg is a demon?'
'Either that, or she's possessed by one. It doesn't really matter' John replied.
'What do we do?'
'I'm going to Lincoln'.
'What?'
'It doesn't look lilke we have a choice. If I don't go, a lot of people die, our friends die'.
Suddenly Sam burst into the room.
'Woah Sammy, you trying to break the door?' Dean smirked.
'They have Amelie' Sam replied.
'What?' Dean said his smirk now gone.
'The demon, he has Amelie'.
'No!' Dean shouted 'how do you know this'
Sam reached into his pocket and pulled out Amelie's necklace 'this was on the floor of a park bench, she never goes anywhere without it, when I caught up with her she was talking to this man and then he knocked her out and they disappeared'.
'Dammit' Dean cursed.
'I have to go Dean, look I'll get Amelie back I promise. Hell the girl is probably shouting the place down already'.
'Dad, the demon is coming tonight. For Monica and her family. That gun is all we got, you can't just hand it over' Sam said.
'Who said anything about handing it over. Look, besides us and a coupla of vampires no one's really seen the gun, no one knows what it looks like, original hunters were smart enough not to paint a picture of it'.
'So what, you're just going to pick up a ringer at a pawn shop?' Dean said.
'Antique store'.
'You're going to hand Meg a fake gun and hope she doesn't notice?'
'Look, as long as it's close, she shouldn't be able to tell the difference'.
'Yeah but for how long? What happens when she figures it out?'
'I just...I just need to buy a few hours, that's all'.
'You mean for Dean and me. You want us to stay here, and kill this demon by ourselves?'
'No Sam. I want to stop losing people we love. I want you to go to school; I want Dean to have a home, maybe even with Amelie. I want...I want Mary alive. It's just...I just want this to be over'.
Sam and John were standing at the back of John's truck and were checking their weapons, the Impala came towards them carrying Dean with a strained face.
He must be feeling really guilty Sam thought.
'You get it?' John asked his eldest son.
Dean put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a brown bag, he handed it to him.
John smiled as he pulled out an antique gun.
'You know this is a trap don't you? That's why Meg want you to come alone? They will kill Amelie regardless of what you do'
'I can handle her. I got a whole arsenal loaded; holy water, mandaic, amulets.
'Dad…'
'What?'
'Please get Amelie back in one piece'
'I will' he promised Dean.
'Dad, can you promise me something else?'
'What's that?'
'This things goes south just… get the hell out. Don't get yourself killed all right, you're no good to us dead'.
'Same goes for you.' John paused before saying 'All right listen to me. They made these bullets special for the colt. There's only four of them left. Without them this gun is useless. You make every shot count'.
'Yes sir'
'Been waiting a long time for this fight. Now it's here I'm not gonna be in it. It's up to you boys now. It's your fight, you finish this. You finish what I started. Understand?'
John gave Dean the colt.
'We'll see you soon Dad' Sam said.
'I'll see you later'.
John got in his truck and drove away, Sam and Dean watched him pull away.
'Later' Dean said.
'Wakey wakey little one' Meg said.
Amelie groaned as she came to.
'mmph' she said as she tried to speak.
'It sounds like Johnny boy has come. But I want to have some fun first.
'Imgphetme'
'Sorry what?' Meg said and pulled Amelie's gag of her.
'I said I thought you weren't allowed to kill me'.
'I'm not, doesn't mean I can't have fun' Meg replied before re-gaging Amelie.
Meg then proceeded to repeatedly start smacking Amelie in the face.
When she finished Amelie was barely conscious and she had a swollen eye and blood coming down her face.
'Told ya' I'd have some fun'.
Outside John was checking all of the pipes that ran up walls to see if he could find one to go up.
Sam and Dean were sitting in the Impala, the Colt was between them. They were watching through the window as Monica and her husband finished their dinner.
'Maybe we could tell em it was a gas leak. Might get em out of the house for a few hours' Sam said,
'Yeah and how many times has that actually worked for us?'
'Yeah' Sam paused before saying 'we could always tell em the truth'.
Dean looked at Sam for a bit with one eyebrow raised.
'Nah!' they said in unison.
'I know I know. I just… with what's coming for these folks…'
'Sam we only got one move and you know it, all right? We gotta wait for that demon to show itself and then we get it before it gets them'.
They looked at the house again for a while.
'I wonder how Dad's doing' Sam said, breaking the silence.
'I'd feel a lot better if we were there backing him up'.
'I'd feel a lot better if he were here backing us up'.
John was standing on the roof next to the tank when Meg appeared. She slowly looked around then up at the water tank. John wasn't there. She moved inside.
When she was gone John, who was behind the tank, checked that the coast was clear before climbing the ladder. He opens the lid, and held the rosary up, spoke in Latin and then dropped the rosary into the water.
'This is weird' Sam said.
'What?'
'After all of these years we're finally here. It doesn't seem real'.
'We just gotta keep our heads and do our job, like always'.
'Yeah but this isn't like always'.
'True'.
'Dean...ah...I wanna thank you'.
'For what?'
'For everything. You've always had my back you know? Even when I couldn't count on anyone I could always count on you. And ah...I don't know I just wanted to let you know, Just in case'.
'Whoa whoa whoa, are you kidding me?'
'What?'
'Don't say just in case something happens to you. I don't wanna hear that freaking speech man. Nobody's dying tonight. Not us, not that family, nobody. Except that demon. That evil son of a bitch ain't getting any older than tonight, you understand me?'
Amelie had only been out for a few minutes when Meg heard a creak behind her, she turned around to see John.
'John, you made it. Too bad really, I was hoping to kill more of your friends'.
'Sorry to disappoint. Where's Amelie?'
'She's right here' Meg said and stepped aside to reveal a beaten Amelie.
'I can see where you boys get their good looks. Though I must admit, considering what they say about you I thought you'd be...taller' Meg said.
John just stared at Amelie, disbelief and guilt coursed through him how could he let this happen to her?
'Well aren't you the chatty one. You wanna get to business? Fine. Why don't you just hand over the gun'.
'If I give you the gun how do me and Amelie get out of here?'
'If you're as good as they say you are I'm sure you'll figure something out'.
'Maybe I'll just shoot you'.
'You wanna shoot me baby? Go ahead. There's more where I came from'.
From out of the shadows another demon emerged.
'Who the hells that?' John asked.
'He's not nearly as much fun as I am I can tell you that. So I suggest you give us the gun'.
'You'll give me Amelie?'
Meg nodded, John stared at the other demon before looking back at Meg.
'Now!' she said.
John held the gun is hands and handed it over to Meg, butt first. She looked down at it.
'This is the colt?'
John nodded.
Meg gave the other demon the colt 'what do you think?'
The demon looked at it, pointed it up to the ceiling at cocked the gun, he then shot Meg in the chest.
Meg staggered back, grabbing at the wound 'you shot me! I can't believe you just shot me!'
The demon looked over at John 'it's a fake'.
He then proceeded to throw the gun away and both demons turned to look at John.
'You're dead John. Your boys are dead' Meg said.
John started to slowly back away, I can't get to Amelie without endangering her, I'm so sorry Dean.
'I've never used the gun. How could I know it wouldn't work?'
Meg was advancing now 'I'm so not in the mood for this. I've just been shot'.
'Well then I guess you're lucky the gun wasn't real'.
'That's funny John. We're going to strip the skin from your bones but that was funny'.
A noise of gas escaping distracted Meg for a split second and John ran into the other room, and locked the door and went down a hatch into the alley he was in earlier, lined with pipes. Meg and the other demon kicked open the door and follow. John reached the other end and turned on a tap. Water started gushing over the floor. The other demon, now in front of Meg, paused, then continued. As he walked through the water his feet began to steam and he jumped backwards, yelling.
'Holy water John. Real cute'.
John took off.
Dean held his phone to his ear. 'Dad's not answering'.
'Maybe Meg was late. Maybe cell reception's bad'.
'Yeah well' Dean said.
The radio started chattering with static.
'Dean wait. Listen'.
Sam rolled the dial on the radio, and heard more static come and go. The wind picked up and the lights in the house flickered. Dean turned to look at Sam.
'It's coming' Sam said.
They quickly jumped out of the car.
John had made it back to his truck, but found that all the tyres were slashed.
'Dammit' he cursed.
He then turned around and started to run back around the side of the building.
Dean used a card to slide the lock on the front door open and they entered silently. As they approached the lounge, with Sam first, Dean comes face to face with Monica's husband. He swung a bat at Dean's head and but missed, smashing a lamp.
'Get out of my house!' Holden, Monica's husband, said.
Dean quickly closed in and grappled with him, grabbing the bat.
'Get out of my house!' Holden said again.
'Please please. Mr Holden please' Sam said.
Dean easily took control, swung him against the wall and held the bat across his throat.
'Be quiet and listen to me. Be quiet and listen. We are trying to help you' Dean sharply said.
'Charlie? Is everything okay?' Monica said from upstairs.
'Monica get the baby!' Holden yelled.
'Don't go in the nursery!' Sam yelled at the same time.
'You stay away from her!' Holden yelled.
He struggled to get away from Dean, but Dean backhanded him, knocking him unconscious, and put him over his shoulder in a fireman's lift.
Upstairs Monica, in her nightgown as she was in Sam's vision, pushed the door to the nursery open. A dark figure was standing over Rosie's cot.
'What are you...' Monica said.
The figure raises his hand and Monica is flung back against the wall. Sam raced up the stairs and along the corridor as Monica slid up the wall and onto the ceiling. He entered the room and the dark figure turned to him, yellow eyes shining. Sam hesitated, frozen and staring.
'Rosie!' Monica shouted.
Sam raised the Colt and pulled the trigger. The demon disappeared into smoke. Monica, screamed, fell to the floor.
'Where the hell did it go!' Sam shouted.
'My baby!' Monica said.
Monica stood, trying to move toward the cot, but was caught by Sam.
'My baby!' she said again.
'No wait!' Sam said.
Monica started fighting Sam 'MY BABY!'
Dean ran past them to the cot 'take her and go!'
'Rosie!' Monica said again.
'Come on' Sam said.
'My baby!' Monica repeated.
Sam forced her out of the room 'Dean's got her'.
Dean quickly wrapped the blankets around the baby and pulled her up just as the cot exploded into flames. He raced out of the room.
John ran down a road but came to a dead end he stopped, looked around and gasped for breath. He grabbed for his phone but as he raised it he was flung against the wall, losing his grip on his phone. He hit the wall, groaning in pain. The male demon appeared as John began to slide up the wall and stood in front of him, smiling.
The nursery window exploded outwards sending flames shooting outward. As the doorway started to fill with smoke Monica appeared, guided by Sam. Both were coughing, Holden staggered up from where he was lying on the grass.
'You get away from my family' Holden said.
'No Charlie don't. They saved us' Monica said once she got her breath back.
Dean ran out of the house and joined them, he was holding the baby.
Monica started to cry 'I mean they saved us'.
Monica took the baby from Dean and her husband put his arms around them both.
'Thank you' Monica said to Sam and Dean.
Devastated, Sam and Dean turned back to the burning house. They looked at the nursery and saw the demon silhouetted in it, he was standing completely still.
Sam started to run back inside 'it's still in there!'
Dean quickly grabbed Sam 'Sam, Sam, no'.
Sam struggled against Dean's vice like grip 'Dean let me go, it's still in there'.
'No. It's burning to the ground, it's suicide'.
'I don't care' Sam yelled back.
'I do!'
They both looked back up as the flames rose again and the demon disappeared.
Sam and Dean were in the motel room from earlier.
Dean was pacing while holding his phone to his ear, listening to it ring out.
Sam was sitting on the bed.
Dean was getting frustrated, 'come on Dad, answer your phone damn it'.
Dean hung up 'something's wrong'.
Sam just stared at the wall.
'You hear me? Something's wrong' Dean repeated.
'If you had just let me go in there, I coulda ended all this' Sam morosely said.
'Sam, the only thing you would have ended was your life'.
'You don't know that'.
Dean walked towards the bed 'so what, you're just willing to sacrifice yourself, is that it?'
Sam stood up and said 'yeah. Yeah you're damn right I am'.
'Well that's not going to happen, not as long as I'm around'.
'What the hell are you talking about Dean, we've been searching for this demon our whole lives. It's the only thing we've ever cared about'.
'Sam I wanna waste it. I do. Okay? But it's not worth dying over'.
'What?'
'I mean it. If hunting this demon means getting yourself killed then I hope we never find the damn thing'.
'That thing killed Jess. That thing killed Mom'.
'You said yourself once, that no matter what we do, they're gone, and they're never coming back'.
Sam suddenly just lost it; he grabbed Dean and shoved him hard against the wall.
Sam was angry and upset now 'don't you say that, not you! Not after all this don't you say that'.
'Sam look. The four of us...that's all we have...and it's all I have. Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holding it together man...and without you or Dad or Amelie ...' Dean said quietly.
'Dad' Sam said in an upset manner.
Sam let Dean go and turned away, and walked across the room. Dean stayed where he was, and took deep breaths.
With tears in his eyes Sam said 'he should have called by now. Try him again'.
Dean raised his phone.
John's phone sat on a bench, ringing. Meg wandered over, kicking Amelie (who had just started waking up) in the ribs, and picked it up. She looked at the screen, smiling to herself before answering.
'You boys really screwed up this time' Meg said.
'Where is he? And where's Amelie?' Dean angrily said.
'You're never going to see your father again. But I'm getting bored of Amelie now so you can have her' Meg said.
'Amelie?' Sam said as a huddeled figure appeared at the end of Dean's bed.
'Amelie?' Dean said.
'Dean? Sam?' Amelie said raising her head.
Dean rushed over and pulled her into his lap, 'I am so so so sorry' he said 'Sammy, get the medical kit'.
Sam nodded and went to the bathroom to get it.
'They've got John Dean, they've got John' Amelie tearfully said.
TO BE CONTINUED
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