Sam was holding onto Madison tightly, breathing in her scent. Freaked out by how close he came to losing her, Sam felt this strong urge to continue pummeling Gordon. However, that would require letting go of Madison and he wasn't ready to do that yet.
Madison stood there with Sam's arms around her. A state of shock had settled over her. One moment she was waiting for Gordon to kill her and the next moment he was being pulled off of her. She glanced down at her chest. It had stopped bleeding, but the blood had not completely dried and there was now a red spot on Sam's shirt. Madison started to push away from Sam, but he just held her tighter.
"Sam, you're getting blood on your shirt." She pointed to the stain.
"It's okay Maddy. It's just a shirt," replied Sam.
"But it will stain and might not come out in the wash," she said.
"Maddy, it's okay. Really." With all that just happened, she's worried about my shirt. He thought that this might be a sign that Madison was in shock. Focusing on the trivial things, so as not to deal with the big things.
Suddenly there was a loud banging on the front door.
"Open up this is the police," shouted an officer.
The police, don't tell me Dean called the police thought Sam. That could have been a very dangerous thing to do if I hadn't taken down Gordon.
Sam took Madison by the hand and walked her to the front door. He opened to face a police officer with his gun raised. The officer looked at Sam and then at Madison taking note of the blood on her shirt.
"Put your hands in the air and step out of the house," said the officer.
With their hands in the air, Sam and Madison stepped out of the house.
"Listen the guy you want is in the front room. He kidnapped my wife and tried to kill her," explained Sam.
Two officers went in the house to go get Gordon while Sam explained what happened. He left out the part about already knowing Gordon. To the police it sounded like Gordon became infatuated with Madison after their initial meeting at the law firm and he started stalking her. Things like that weren't all that uncommon.
A very bruised and bloodied Gordon came out of the house escorted by two officers. He was shouting at the top of his lungs.
"She's a werewolf! I'm telling you that Madison is a werewolf!" Gordon was struggling against the hold of the officers
Sam wrapped his arms around Madison and pulled her close to him. She had been quiet since the police arrived, letting Sam do all the talking.
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Dean was sitting on the sofa leafing through John's journal. He was waiting for the longest two hours of his life to end.
"What are you reading?" Curiosity got the better of Lindsay when she saw him with the worn leather journal in his hands.
"It's my dad's hunting journal. This may sound weird, but sometimes reading it calms me down." Reading it also made Dean feel closer to his dad and that was something he needed right now.
"Is it working?" asked Lindsay.
"Not as much as I had hoped," Dean looked at his watch. Finally two hours were up.
"It's time. I'm going now. Sid you should take Lindsay to get checked out. I promise I will call you as soon as Sam and Madison are safe." Dean looked at Lindsay expecting to hear an argument from her.
"Okay, I'll to the hospital now. Go help Sam and Madison. Oh Dean just do me one small favor," said Lindsay.
"What's that?" asked Dean.
"When you see Gordon, give him a good kick in the nuts for me," That bastard deserves a lot more than that she thought.
"Will do," said Dean as he exited the shop.
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The Impala pulled up in front of the house across the street. There were several police cars with lights flashing. Dean exited his car to the shouts of Gordon telling the police to arrest that killer Madison Winchester. Sam must have called the cops thought Dean. He raced over and tried to push his was past an officer.
"That's my brother and his wife. Please just let me go see them," pleaded Dean.
The office looked over to Sam who waved to Dean so he let him go over. Rushing over, Dean grabbed Sam and Madison and pulled them into a group hug.
"Sammy, are you two are okay?" asked Dean his voice thick with concern.
"I'm fine, but Dean how could you call the police?" asked an irked Sam.
"I didn't call the police Sam. I thought you must have," replied Dean.
Sam wanted to know how the police knew to come, so he asked an officer.
"The guy who owns this property just happened to be driving through the neighborhood and saw the cars parked in the driveway and the lights on. After checking with his realtor that the house wasn't being shown today, he called the us," said the officer.
An ambulance had been radioed for and just pulled up on the scene. Even though he knew it would heal quickly, Sam took Madison over to her have her cut examined. It wasn't too deep and the medic said it any scar would fade away quickly. It was a silver dagger, Sam knew that meant it would scar permanently. That son of a bitch, I hope he goes away for a long time.
"Let's go home now," said Sam as he led his wife away from the ambulance.
In light of the circumstances, the police were not going to charge Sam for assaulting Gordon. After getting the okay from the police to leave, Sam went to tell Dean they were heading home.
"Dean, I'll call you tomorrow," said Sam.
"Okay Sammy," He squeezed his brother's shoulder lightly. He knew that after the ordeal they had just been through that probably Sam just wanted to get Madison home.
Sam and Madison drove off to the sounds of Gordon screaming about werewolves on the loose.
"I think we had better radio ahead for a psych consult," said a paramedic named Roy.
Dean walked over to the ambulance where Gordon was struggling with Roy who was trying to check him out. He stopped moving when he saw Dean.
"Dean," hissed Gordon.
"Can I help you?" asked Roy.
"No, I just wanted to get a look at the bastard who tried to kill my brother and his wife," replied Dean.
Dean leaned in real close to Gordon and whispered in his ear. "When will you learn that you can't win when you mess with a Winchester." Dean then brought his knee up and connected with Gordon's groin. Grinning, Dean walked away to the sound of Gordon moaning in pain.
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Madison had been quiet the whole ride home. It was beginning to unnerve Sam. He was expecting her to be angry or upset, but not silent. He kept glancing over to find her staring out the window.
When they were home, Madison decided to take a shower. She felt dirty and wanted to wash the scent of Gordon off of her.
"Sam, you should take your shirt off and put it in the washer to soak now," said Madison just before she disappeared into the bathroom.
Sam sat on the bed with his head in his hands. He was worried about Madison, who seemed to be showing signs that she was in shock. He wondered about what Gordon had done and said to her while he held her hostage. He was afraid that if she didn't talk about what happened that day she was going to crash big time and that scared Sam more than he cared to admit.
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Madison reached into the shower and turned it on. She just stood there as steam began to fill up the bathroom. Gordon's voice was ringing in her head. How many people did you kill? You are an evil creature and it's in your nature. Gordon's voice kept taunting her. It was a soundtrack playing over and over in her head. Madison just wanted it to stop, but it wouldn't. She stepped into the shower fully clothed and sank to the bottom letting the hot water run over her. She pulled her legs up to her chest and waited. She waited for Gordon's voice to shut up.
Sam began to worry when Madison hadn't emerged from the bathroom after half an hour. He walked over to the door and knocked on it gently.
"Maddy are you okay in there?" asked Sam.
Getting no response, he opened the door. He became even more worried then he already was when he saw Madison, fully clothed, in the shower.
"Oh baby, what did he do to you?" said Sam as he reached down to pull Madison from the shower
Madison let Sam pull her from the shower. She was now dripping water on the floor, somewhere in the back of her mind she felt she should wipe it up, but instead she just stood there.
"Hey, let's get you out of these wet clothes," Madison remained silent as Sam helped her out of her wet clothes.
"Do you still want to get a shower?" asked Sam.
Madison nodded her head slightly, but didn't move towards the shower. It was almost as if she didn't know what to do.
Sam helped her back into the shower and he gently washed her. He paused for a moment when he came to the red x on her chest. It was a painful reminder of what Gordon had done and what he tried to do. After she was clean, Sam led her out of the shower and helped her dry off. He found a clean pair of cotton pajamas and she got dressed. The whole time she had not said one word. She just stared blankly ahead of her waiting for the soundtrack in her head to stop. Sam put her to bed. After he got the quickest shower possible, he joined her.
Madison was lying on her side, but was not asleep. Sam got in bed and pulled her to him. God, I came so close to losing her today. Sam shuddered slightly at that thought. He pulled her even tighter. He wished she would say something, anything.
"Maddy I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for what he did to you," Tears formed in Sam's eyes as he spoke. He didn't bother wiping them away.
Hearing Sam apologize to her, Madison finally broke her silence.
"It's not your fault. It's mine." That was all Madison got out before she started crying. She clung to Sam tightly as she sobbed.
Sam held Madison as she cried herself to sleep. He felt tears fall and he cried right along with her. After she was asleep, Sam got up and took the shirt he had on earlier and put it in the washer with detergent and color safe bleach to soak. Then he returned to bed. Being careful not to wake Madison, he pulled her close and held her in his arms.
More to Come