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Chapter 8

"Aaaaaaaaaaah!" The demon screamed.

"Tell us what we want to know and we'll let you live. All you're doing is prolonging your death," Dean snarled.

"Go ahead and kill me cause I ain't tellin' you nothing."

Dean splashed more holy water on the demon causing him to scream.

"Dean," Sam called. This was getting them nowhere.

Dean turned to Sam as if to ask, "what?" Sam replied with a nod that said, "Let me try." Dean nodded and Sam stood in front of the demon.

The demon sneered, "Well if it isn't little Sammy Winchester, Azazel's pet."

Sam's eyes flashed black causing the demon to hesitate, "Azazel's dead and soon you will be too if you don't tell us where Damien is."

"I don't know. All I know is that he's here on earth. Something big must have happened or someone messed up big time in order for the King of Hell to be on earth."

"Where can we find him?" Dean growled.

"I don't know. He finds us, we don't find him."

Sam nodded and raised his hands killing the demon.

"So now what?" Sam asked from the passenger seat.

"I don't know. We need to find Damien somehow. Get this shit straightened out."

"Yeah, but how, Dean?" Sam whined.

"I don't know kiddo."

"What about Bobby?"

"What about him?"

"Maybe he'll know a way to summon a demon or something."

"You mean you want to summon Damien?"

"It's worth a shot, right?"

"I don't know, Sammy. It seems pretty risky; I mean he is the king of Hell and all."

"I know, Dean, but we gotta try something. Besides, dad did it."

"That's because he thought he was summoning Yellow Eyes."

Sam pouted and Dean laughed. Sam glared at him.

"What's so funny, Dean?"

"You look so cute when you pout."

"Shut up, jerk."

"Make me, bitch."

Sam settled down in his seat and was quiet for a long time that Dean thought he had fallen asleep. Dean glanced over at Sam and noticed that he was in deep thought.

"Whatchu thinking 'bout, Sammy?"

"The demon said that Damien usually doesn't come to earth unless something big has happened or someone messed up. So I am guessing he's here because Yellow Eyes screwed up."

"Screwed up what? Yellow Eyes claimed that he was trying to stage a revolt against Damien. So maybe that was the big thing Damien came to earth for?"

Sam nodded, "Its possible, but-" he was cut off by his phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"Sam it's Bobby, how are things going?"

"Great, Bobby. Just finished the hunt in Nevada. Dean's a little pissed that he didn't get to go to Las Vegas, but he'll live."

"Yeah, of course he will. Listen, I've been thinking. I was wrong to treat Dean like that."

"Hold on, Bobby," Sam said and put his phone on speaker so Dean could hear as well. "Treat Dean like what?"

"Like I would any other demon. Dean's family and I guess I forgot that. And Dean, for that I'm sorry, boy."

"Its okay, Bobby. I forgive you."

"Hey, Bobby? You know how to find or summon a demon?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Cause Dean and I were trying to track down Damien. You know the King of Hell? Maybe get some answers outta him."

"Well let me get some things together and the two of you head this way."

"Will do, Bobby, thanks," Sam said and hung up the phone.

Dean looked at Sam and noticed he looked kind of worried.

"Sammy, what's wrong?"

"You think Bobby will still feel that way once he finds out that I am a demon too?"

Dean nodded, "Yeah, Bobby loves us. I believe he would still love us if we turned up to be shape shifters or something like that. Don't worry."

Sam leaned over and kissed Dean's neck, "Okay."

Bobby greeted them at the door, "No sense in handing you some holy water, huh?"

Dean laughed, "Guess not."

The boys made their way into Bobby's.

"I, uh, made some food if you boys are hungry. Also I tried to mark up the places with devil traps so just be careful where you walk."

The boys nodded and followed Bobby into the kitchen where there was food waiting on the table for them. Dean immediately began to dig in.

"Same old Dean," Bobby chuckled.

"Damn straight," Dean said over a mouthful of food.

"Dude, that's gross. Close your mouth," Sam grinned.

Dean grinned back and nudged Sam's foot underneath the table.

"So, uh, Bobby, did you find anything?"

"Well, yeah. Do you remember the list of things that John had asked you to get from me while Dean was in the hospital?"

Sam nodded.

"It's the same ritual, but its highly dangerous to summon the King of Hell. He's very powerful."

"If he's so powerful, then how come Damien wants Sam dead?" Dean asked.

"What?"

"Yellow Eyes came to visit us one night during the hunt. He told us that Damien, the king of hell, was here to kill me. He said something about it being punishment for the way Yellow Eyes took a favor to me. That's why, according to Yellow Eyes, Dean was made a demon," Sam explained.

"Huh."

"That's all you're gonna say, 'huh'?" Dean asked.

"Well what is there for me to say. I mean I don't see the need to summon Damien if you know all this."

"We want to make sure that Yellow Eyes wasn't jerking us around," Dean said.

"Well if what you say is correct and Damien is after to killing Sam, then it wouldn't be safe to summon him here. It would be like giving him a free shot. I mean there's gotta be a reason why Damien wants Sam dead other than just trying to punish Yellow Eyes. He's the king of hell; if he wanted to punish Yellow Eyes he could've just killed him."

"Yeah, I guess," Dean said.

"So we need to figure out why Damien wants Sam dead. By the way, you said Yellow Eyes came to visit you?" Bobby asked.

"Uh, yeah," Sam replied.

"What happened to him? Please don't tell me that you let him get away."

"Uh, no, Bobby. Yellow Eyes is dead," Dean responded.

"Dead? Don't you mean just exorcised?"

Dean shook his head, "No, I mean he's dead. As in dead as a doornail."

"How? The only thing I know to kill him disappeared after you guys left the hospital."

Sam fidgeted. Dean looked at him and rubbed his back soothingly.

"We killed him, Bobby."

"Yeah?"

Dean nodded, "Um, yeah."

Bobby looked at Sam who was clearly fidgeting and then turned to Dean. They were clearly hiding something. "Alright, boys. Spill it."

Dean looked surprised, "Spill what?"

"The truth. What are you two not telling me? And don't say nothing, cause I can see right through you."

"Dean," Sam whined.

"It's okay, Sammy. Just show him."

"But he's gonna hate me. I know it, Dean."

"No he won't, Sammy. Please? Just show him."

Sam sighed and bowed his head for a minute then looked at Bobby with black eyes.

TBC...