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The Oakwell 100
Chapter Five
The day after FBI agents Stevenson and Anderson were at the Dallas Police headquarters going over the evidence of the previous night's shooting. The Forensic team had reported that there were two different types of bullets found at the crime scene. Tom Miller's handgun and the second bullets were from a sniper rifle.
"There were two boys this time, Tom Miller to kill Robert Jackson and the sniper to prevent the police from entering the building?" Agent Stevenson mused out aloud.
Agent Anderson was busy looking at the security tape from the Renaissance Tower's lobby area. "You'd better take a look at this" he said rewinding the tape.
Agent Stevenson watched the tape which showed John Winchester running towards the main doors and then diving for cover as the glass window of the lobby shattered.
"How the hell did he know where and when?" Agent Stevenson asked
"I think we should pay Mr Winchester a visit don't you?" Agent Anderson replied
Agent Stevenson thought for a minute "No, he knows something, I want him tailed; I want to know where he goes and who he talks to"
"I'll arrange it" Agent Anderson picked up the phone on the desk
A grey suited secretary entered the office asking for Agent Stevenson, she handed him the autopsy report on Tom Miller and swiftly left. Agent Stevenson filled his coffee cup up with fresh coffee; he found himself a seat and started reading the report.
After awhile he closed the report "The report shows the same results as Jonas Danielson and John Peterson, the coroner found sulphur in their bloodstream."
"How can sulphur make them kill?" Agent Anderson questioned
"The experts don't know, they never seen any like it before" Stevenson replied
The phone rang Agent Anderson picked up the receiver "Hello"
"You sure"
"OK, I'll tell him" he put the receiver down "Well there no medical reason for someone to wear yellow contact lenses and as far as they know there aren't any companies making yellow contact lenses"
"Odd" Agent Stevenson replied
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It had been several days since John and Bobby returned from Dallas, the journey home had been a quiet one, Bobby thought that John seemed subdued, having been so close to Dean and not able to get to him had upset John more than he was willing to admit too.
John was watching the news on the small TV for any new information on the Oakwell 100 when his cell phone rang; he switched of the TV before answering.
"John its Scott, it starting again in Oklahoma"
"Where about in Oklahoma?" John asked
"Bethany" Scott replied
"Thanks Scott" John ended the call before rushing outside where he knew Bobby was working on his truck "Bobby, it's starting again in Bethany Oklahoma" John shouted out
Bobby appeared from under the truck he was already prepared, his bag had been packed for days "Let's get going then"
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Agent Anderson walked into his office and looked at Stevenson who was on the phone; he poured himself a coffee and waited for Stevenson to finish the call
Putting the phone down Agent Stevenson turned his attention to his partner "Looks like John Winchester received a call this morning from someone called Scott who informed him that it's starting again in Bethany Oklahoma"
"What's starting again?" Agent Anderson questioned
"Whatever it is John Winchester's going" Agent Stevenson replied "and I'll bet you a month's salary it's where the Oakwell 100 turn up next"
"Hang on a minute" Bethany suddenly sounded familiar to Anderson he had seen something in a newspaper about the place, going over to his untidy desk he started searching through some papers on it, he found what he was looking for "Bingo, Senator Pearson is visiting Bethany Oklahoma in a few days time" he handed the paper to Stevenson.
"Jesus, you don't think The Oakwell 100 could be going after him?" Stevenson questioned
"We can't take that chance we'd better get in touch with his security aides and warn them that there could be an attempt on the Senator's life" Anderson replied picking up the phone on his desk
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Two days later dark clouds formed over Bethany Oklahoma as yet another electrical storm was forming, the third in the last couple of days but it hadn't deterred the people of Bethany from preparing for Senator Stuart Pearson's visit.
It was ten minutes to the Senator's arrival at Bethany High School and Agents Stevenson and Anderson accompanied the Senator aids around the school as they did their final security check before the Senator arrived. Because of the possible threat on the senator's life he would deliver his speech inside the hall instead of outside in front of the school as previously plan where he was out in the open. Nobody took much notice of the flickering lights as they walked down the corridor.
As the FBI agents and security aids walked towards the main doors, two boys dressed in white shirts and black trousers appeared from a storage room. Sam carried a backpack and a boy called Mark carried a handgun tucked away inside his trousers. Seeing the agents leave the building they quickly and quietly ran unseen into the hall, they only had five minutes to complete their task. Mark went on look out at the door while Sam opened the backpack and took out the bomb, he set the timer for 15 minutes then he removed the air vent cover on the wall and placed the bomb inside before replacing the cover quickly, they then quietly slipped back in to the storage room.
Across the road another FBI agent was searching the flat rooftops for signs of a sniper, he radio back to Agent Stevenson that the roofs were clean. As he left the roof a window on the top floor of the apartment block opened and a barrel of a sniper rifle poked out.
Dean adjusted his rifle and looked at the school through its sight. A few minutes later he watched the Senator's black car pulled up outside the newly built school, his aids ran forward opening the car door they shielded him from harm as he climbed out, surrounded by a sea of bodies the senator was rushed inside the school.
Inside the school Senator Pearson went through the usual greetings, shaking hands and talking to the teachers, a few selected students and the press, they followed him into the hall. With everyone now in the hall Sam and Mark once again left the safety of the storage room and made their way towards the main doors.
Agents Stevenson and Anderson where leaving the hall to take another security run when they saw the two boys heading towards the doors "Hey you boys" Stevenson yelled wondering why they weren't in the hall with the others
Seeing the FBI agents Sam and Mark made a run for it, Stevenson and Anderson followed in pursuit. The two boys made it out of the school where they were stopped and confronted by one of the Senator's aids.
From his position Dean watched his brother and Mark fly out of the school's main entrance through the sight of his sniper rifle, he saw that they were stopped by an aid; he fired his rifle the bullet hit the aid in the side of his head, falling to the ground sideward with the force of the bullet. Sam glanced up towards the building were his brother was hiding before he and Mark took off running with Agents Stevenson and Anderson still in hot pursuit.
Across the road John and Bobby stood behind the police barriers, they were too far away to see anything. The police had the hold area securely cautioned off.
"We could be barking up the wrong tree here John" Bobby sighed "Were not sure it's the Senator?"
Just then they heard shouting coming from the direction of the school. John tried to see what was going on, from where he stood he couldn't see so he tried to get under the barrier but a police officer stopped him "No one's allowed through sir, please stay behind the barrier " he told John.
Under their feet the ground shook and then they were hit by a blast wave as the school exploded sending wood and glass flying. People started screaming and running, everywhere there was sudden chaos. John and Bobby broke through the barrier and ran into the thick black smoke that now surrounded the school. They couldn't see much at first until their eyes adjusted then they saw Agents Stevenson and Anderson running after two teenagers.
As the smoke cleared Dean watched his brother and Mark turn a corner and disappeared out of sight followed by FBI agents.
"Failure is not an option"
"Look after Sammy, Dean" his dad voice interrupted father's voice
"Disobedience is unacceptable"
"Look after Sammy, Dean"
Dean knew his orders and they were to say in the apartment but Sammy needed his help, he knew that Sam was in danger. "Disobedience is unacceptable" He dropped his rifle and picked up his hand gun "Look after Sammy, Dean" he ran down the stairs of the apartment building and out into the street, he took off at speed in the direction he had last seen Sam.
Sam and Mark split up each taking a difference road, The FBI agents did the same Anderson followed Sam and Stevenson went after Mark. John and Bobby saw the direction Sam was taking, they both starting running after him as fast as they could.
Mark ran down a long road running in and out of cars that were grid locked; at the end of the road he saw why the cars were going nowhere, the police had barricaded the road off with squad cars. He stopped in his tracks then started backing up before he turned around and ran back the way he had come with the police still on his tail. Half way up the road he saw Agent Stevenson coming down heading him off, he quickly turned into an alleyway but it turned out to be a big mistake, it was a dead end. Mark spun round looking for a way out of the alley but the only way out was to climb over the seven foot fence at the end. Mark ran at full speed and jumped up at the fence trying to grab onto the top of the fence but he couldn't reach the top and he fell back down to the ground. Behind him he heard the FBI agent's voice. He removed his gun from his trousers
Agent Stevenson took the usual FBI stance pointing his gun at Mark, he saw the teenager remove the gun from his trousers "This is the FBI, slowly put down the gun, put your hands on your head"
"Failure is not an option, failure is death"
Mark knew he was trapped, there was no escape; he lifted the gun to his temple and slowly turned to around to face Agent Stevenson.
"Easy kid, let's not do anything rash here" Agent Stevenson said calmly
Two more police officers entered the alley and Agent Stevenson signalled for them to move back to the entrance of the alley
"I know it's not your fault, you've been infected by a virus; I can help you" Agent Stevenson said trying to reassure him
"Failure is not an option, failure is death"
"I've failed, failure is not an option" Mark parroted his inner voice "No one can help me"
"Trust me I want to help you" Agent Stevenson replied
"Disobedience is unacceptable" "Failure is not an option, failure is death"
"It's too late for me but the others, please help them, save them from the yellow-eyed father" Mark replied his face twisted in torment as he pulled the trigger and blew his own brains out.
Agent Stevenson stood shocked and then he felt his stomach lurch, he ran over to the dumpster and brought up the contents of his stomach until he dry heaved. He staggered from the alley leaving the other cops to deal with mess.
Across town Sam was running down another road, weaving in and out of people, no one attempted to stop him when they saw he was carrying a gun, they stood back others ran into shops to get as far away from him as possible. Sam saw the police in front of him they had the road closed off and he knew that the FBI agent was behind him. He was too exhausted to run anymore, he stopped and started to take in deep breathes; he stepped up to the side of a building his back against the wall and waited. As the police officers started to close in and surround him on all three sides, he put the gun under his chin, the police backed off a little, it was the last thing they had expected the kid to do.
"Failure is not an option, failure is death"
Agent Anderson arrived out of breath his face flushed, he flashed his FBI badge at the police officers "Ok back off give the kid some room"
John pushed through the sea of police, he too was out of breathe from the long run but what he saw in front of him made him nearly stop breathing altogether. There was no time to catch his breath; his heart was racing as two police officers stopped him from getting to his youngest son.
"Let me through, he's my son." John barked out afraid that they would let him get to Sam
Agent Anderson gave the order "Let him through"
Sam dropped his head slightly the voice in his head was demanding him to respond "Failure is not an option, failure is death"
John stepped forward "Sammy"
Sam's head snapped up at his nickname "Dad"
"Put the gun down son" John asked firmly
"I can't Dad, failure is death"
"Yes you can that's an order" John barked out
Blood started to run from Sam's nose as the pressure in his head started to build, he wiped it onto his sleeve "No Sir, I've have to follow father's orders, disobedience is unacceptable"
John's blood started to boil but he tried to remain calm "Sam I'm your father, not him and I've given you an order"
"Failure is not an option, failure is death"
"I can't, I'm sorry, I love you and Dean" Sam replied his finger shaking near the trigger "Tell Dean I'm sorry I failed"
John had seen men commit suicide before when he served in the marines and now he saw it in Sam's eyes and the words he spoke and he knew he had just a split second to act before his youngest son pulled the trigger. He rushed forward grabbing Sam's gun arm and pulled it way so that the gun was no longer under his chin, in doing so the gun went off, the bullet grazing the skin on the side of John's neck.
Ignoring the pain "Sorry Sammy it's for you own good" John punched is youngest son in the face, knocking him out cold.
Sam's body slumped into his arms and John eased him down onto the floor, he ran his hand through Sam's shaggy hair as he cradled him in his arms, he blow out a sigh of relieve. From behind him he heard Agent Anderson calling for ambulance.
"We need to get him to the hospital" Agent Anderson he put a hand on John's shoulder.
"My other son?" John asked
"No news" Agent Anderson replied
Agent Stevenson was lent again the wall the horror of what had just happened playing over in his mind when his cell phone rang "Hello" his mouth was dry from the vomiting so is voice came out husky
"Where are you?" Agent Anderson asked
Looking around for some street signs but seeing none "I'm not sure" he replied
"Never mind get over to 23rd Street, we've got Sam Winchester" Agent Anderson informed him
"Alive" Agent Stevenson asked
"Yeah"
Agent Stevenson ended the call and took off running hopefully in the right direction. After a ten minute jog he stopped running he need to caught his breath, he needed to start going back to the gym again he thought to himself while he was trying to slow his breathing down and catch his breath it was then that he saw a teenage boy running down the road opposite him, he instantly recognized him, it was Dean Winchester he took off after him, boy could this kid run he was having a hard time keep up with him, he saw that Dean had turned off the road into an alley up ahead of him
Dean's heart was pounding in his chest, the pressure in his head from disobedience was building and there was no sign of Sam. He was lost in a strange town, a town with no name where he was concerned. He turned off into a alley and came face to face with the yellowed eyed demon.
Agent Stevenson ran into the alley and stopped dead, there in front of him was the yellow-eyed man he held Dean by his arm, Stevenson saw he back hand Dean across the face with his other. He automatically stepped forward to help Dean but suddenly he started gasping for air, he couldn't breathe it felt like someone had their hands around his neck and was choking him. Slowly he collapsed to his knees trying hard to breathe.
"You were told to stay in the apartment" the yellow-eyed demon shouted at Dean "what are my rules?"
"My brother Sam, he's trouble" Dean replied
What are my rules?" the yellow-eyed demon repeated himself
"Disobedience is unacceptable"
"You disobeyed my orders; do you want to go through the stage two procedures again?"
Dean's eyes widen "No"
"No, what?"
Dean didn't want to say it, he hated saying it, the word made him feels sick, the yellow-eyed demon stood waiting for it and Dean didn't want to go through the pain of stage two again, the thought of stage two made him feel even sicker and he hated himself for what he was about to say "No Father" it was barely a whisper.
"I will deal with you later" the yellow-eyed demon said as he turned his attention to the FBI agent.
The yellow-eyed demon took a step towards Agent Stevenson he lifted the agent to his feet with his demonic powers and then threw him across the alley. The agent crashed into the wall and landed in a heap on the ground, he closed his eyes against the pain when he opened them Dean and the yellow-eyed man were gone. His eyes closed and he welcomed the darkness of unconsciousness.
TBC