Title: The Boys Went Down to Georgia

Author: Razorbackgal0225

Rating: PG-13--A little language, but that's all

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, cars or situations from Supernatural, but I sure wish I did. Anything you don't recognize is mine.

Author's Note: To my regular readers, I apologize for the delay in a new chapter being posted. I was out of town on business all week and not only did my hotel not have Internet access, but I also forgot to pack my inspiration. And as this story is wrapping up, I have another one knocking at the door, possibly a sequel. Let me know what you think. If you read this, please remember to press the review button at the end, I'd love to hear from you!

Sam's distraction had worked like a charm. While Dean had been searching for an entrance to the building they were fairly certain held Katie, Sam had stumbled upon the black Ford Escort that had tried to run down the little boy across the street. Sam found the door was unlocked and in a move that would have made his brother extremely proud, hot-wired the car in less than two minutes. The crash that caused Myers to abandon his captive was Sam driving the car into the nearby barn. Sam watched, crouched behind the side of the car, as Dean snuck into the shack. He didn't know how much time Dean would need to rescue Katie, but he was determined to help as much as possible. Unfortunately, Sam wasn't expecting to deal with a ruthless, determined killer.

Myers approached the car steadily and Sam tracked his movements across the farm. He took note of the pistol in his hand and pulled his own gun in response. When Myers passed by the car to enter the barn, Sam rose from his hiding place and followed him. He crept in the door and was immediately hit in the side with a large plank of wood. In his haste to protect himself from another attack, Sam dropped his gun. He faced the older man that he had met just earlier that day. Myers growled, his voice filled with rage, "You shouldn't have come here."

He swung his weapon at Sam again, who this time dodged the blow easily and grabbed the wood as it passed by him. He jerked the board away from Myers, who stumbled slightly as he did. Using the plank, Sam knocked the gun from Myers raised hand. Myers realized he was now unarmed. He turned and ran out of the barn, slamming the door shut as he left. Sam heard the bar being placed in front of the door at that same time that he hit it running full speed. He bounced off the door, landing on the ground. Slightly dazed, it took Sam a full minute to realize he was locked in the barn.

Katie held her breath as Myers stalked into the room. She knew Dean was prepared to handle whatever happened, but she was still terrified. This situation was entirely new to her, having never been kidnapped and threatened at gunpoint before today. She braved a look around the post she was behind. Myers appeared to be searching the entire shack for her, kicking over blankets and going through stacks of hay. She also noticed that Jacob had disappeared from the room. Myers came closer and closer to where she was hiding and Katie prayed Dean was planning on acting soon. She wasn't sure she could defend herself if necessary.

Dean waited patiently until Myers was engrossed in his search for Katie before he moved from behind the door. He followed him silently, tracking his movements around the shack. He didn't want to shoot the man, so he was trying to catch him off guard long enough to neutralize him. Dean had no doubts he could take him, but he had to be sure that Katie wasn't hurt in the process. As Myers was obviously deranged, the possibility that he would do anything to escape was very real.

Myers picked up a shovel along the way, plunging it into the various stacks of hay and debris that lay around the shack. He went through one particularly large pile with his back turned to both Katie and Dean. Dean saw Katie peer around the post, checking Myer's position, he was sure. He frowned at her and motioned for her to get back. This movement must have caught Myer's attention, for the man spun around, swinging the shovel as he did. Dean was ready though, and brought his shotgun up to block the blow. Katie shrieked slightly, startled by the sudden fighting occurring in front of her. Dean heard her and hoped she had enough sense to stay out of the line of fire.

Before Myers had a chance to attack with the shovel again, Dean drove the butt end of his gun into the man's stomach. Myers doubled over from the blow and lost his grip on the shovel. "You shouldn't mess with kids," Dean snarled as he whipped the gun across Myers's face. Thinking the man was down, he shifted his attention to check on Katie. Myers saw this and managed to kick Dean's feet out from under him. Dean hit the ground hard, banging his head on the dirt floor as he did. Myers slowly got to his feet, picking up his weapon as he did.

Dean's eyes flew around the room, looking for some way out of the situation. Myers loomed over him, much too close for comfort. He didn't know if Sam was near, so he couldn't count on any help from him. He prepared to kick Myers in the knee when he was near enough, but then he saw Katie sneaking up behind the man. She had something fairly large in her hands and was holding it like a baseball bat. Dean started scooting towards the door on his back to keep Myers's focus on him.

Sam crawled through the hole he had created in the barn with the Escort. He had to go slowly, as several large splinters were jutting up from the fractured wood. He listened as he worked, hoping to hear any sign that his brother had gotten to Katie successfully. Finally free of the barn, he raced to the shack and bolted through the open door. His entrance startled Myers enough that the older man took his eyes off Dean. Dean took the opportunity to scramble to his feet and moved away from Myers. Sam took two steps toward the man still holding the shovel, ready to take him on, when Katie struck.

Katie didn't know what she was doing, but she knew she had to help Dean. She grabbed the first thing she found, half of a landscaping timber. It was heavy in her hands and she had to shift it a few times to get a good grip on it. She slipped quietly behind Myers, wanting to strike at the right moment. She raised the lumber level with her shoulder just as Sam burst into the shack. Seeing the right moment in front of her, she swung, not with her full strength, but not gingerly either. She connected with the back Myers head.

Three pairs of eyes watched Myers slumped to the floor. Katie dropped her weapon, staring at the man she had just hit. Not one for violence, she was extremely surprised at herself for going through with her initial reaction. She pulled her eyes away from Myers and her gaze landed on Dean. He had moved into action when Myers had fell forward. He leaned over the man and checked for a pulse.

"He's alive," Dean announced, not sure if that was good or bad news. Katie breathed a sigh of relief. At least she knew she hadn't killed the man. Dean started to say something else, but was interrupted by the sound of police sirens. He smiled; Lilly had followed his orders and the cavalry had arrived. He stepped over the inert body and took Katie by the arm. "Hey, let's get out of here," he suggested gently. It took a slight tug by him to start Katie moving. He motioned with his head for Sam to lead the way.

Sam exited the building and saw the three police cars headed down the road towards the zoo. He stepped into the open field separating the barns and waved, knowing he would get the attention of the cops. Sure enough, the cars pulled into the farm, and stopped in front of the shack as Dean led Katie out. Six officers got out of the cars, weapons drawn. One of the men shouted at the group.

"Hands where I can see them!" Dean, Katie and Sam all raised their hands, doing as they were told. The cop who had yelled at them approached them slowly. "Not you Katie," he added.

She lowered her hands and answered, "Sheriff Tines, they're with me. They got me away from Myers." Dean and Sam cautiously dropped their hands as well. "He's in that building," Katie said, pointed to the building they had left. Dean noticed her hand was shaking slightly and wondered how long before she lost it.

The man Katie had addressed as Sheriff walked over to her. "So, little Lilly was right," he commented, holstering his gun. "I found it hard to believe that ole Myers had kidnapped you, but here you are. Do you happen to know why?"

Katie looked at Dean and Sam apprehensively. But before she could start an explanation for what had occurred, something caught her eye. Her breath caught in her throat and she stilled. Dean noticed her actions and followed her eyes. Jacob was standing in front of the shack, pointing at the door. Dean grabbed Katie's arm and pulled her to him, just as Myers appeared in the doorway, roaring loudly. He was waving a hatchet in the air.

The police quickly shifted their attention to Myers. "Mr. Myers, put down your weapon and come out with your hands up!" Sheriff Tines called, drawing his gun again. "Or we will fire!" Myers took three staggering steps out into the yard, still carrying the axe. He seemed to be looking for someone, his crazed eyes scanning the crowd of people. "Myers, I repeat, put down your weapon or we will fire!"

Myers found his prey. He advanced toward Katie and Dean, wielding the hatchet as Katie had the landscaping timber earlier. Dean moved Katie behind him for protection and started to reach into his pocket for his knife. Sam did the same, ready to grab his gun if necessary. Katie watched from around Dean's broad shoulder as Myers continue to advance in their direction.

The older man only took one more step before the Sheriff fired. His well-placed shot caught Myers in the shoulder, causing him to drop the axe. He fell to his knees, groaning, before hitting the ground, yet again. As the police rushed to where he lay, Katie saw Jacob, still standing away from the scene, watching. She tugged on the back of Dean's t-shirt who glanced over his shoulder at her.

"Look," she whispered, pointing in Jacob's direction. The little boy continued to watch the flurry of activity. He looked up at the three, and smiled slightly. He gave a little wave, shimmered slightly and disappeared. Katie had a feeling it was the last time she would see him.