Beneath my Skin
Dean positioned himself on the edge of his bed his feet touching the floor his hand clutching his side his other one clutching his gun. He knew he was dicing with fire by putting to much strain on his injuries but he had to be there if Max got in to trouble.
The emf was no longer squealing which meant she had gotten to the kitchen and had switched it of. He wondered what sort of supernatural thing had gotten past all the precautions they had around the house, was it the demon or just a lackey who the demon had sent to keep them occupied while it went after his family.
He flipped the safety of the gun and waited for any sign or sound that would tell him Max was not ok He strained his ears sure that he had missed something. The first time he realized something was not ok was when he began to get light headed. His hand went to his head and he bent his body slightly trying to regain some focus, he breathed in through his nose and out through his mouth repeating it over and over again like a ritual.
The second time he realized something was wrong when he began to hear soft chanting in his head. He quickly lay back down on the bed putting it all down to the fact he had strained himself to far.
The third time he knew something was wrong when it only got worse; he broke out in a sweat and every part of his part of his body ached. It started down at his toes as a dull ache moving slowly up to his legs, and then his stomach before it reached his head.
He had the sudden urge to be sick and he lent over the side of his bed and emptied his already empty stomach in to the trash can that Ellen had placed their in case the need ever arise.
He tired to call out to Max but for some unknown reason his voice box wasn't working, his vision began to fade and he was seeing everything in double. His body was no longer aching it was throbbing and the pain alone was making him feel light headed. Something was wrong and he had to get to Max.
He rolled over to his side but miscalculated how close to the edge of the bed he was and ended up falling onto the floor in a heap. He groaned in pain and felt his stitches in his side open up and fresh blood seep down his side.
Up until that point he hadn't really began to panic, his heart rate had increased and he was slightly un nerved by the sudden decrease in his health, but he had simply placed it down to what ever demonic thing had entered the house.
But the second he lost the use of his legs he really started to panic, he banged his hand on his now dead leg willing it to work to do something. He cursed in his head anything and everything he could think of when all it did was stay as dead weight.
He moaned in pain and annoyance and used his hands to push himself across the floor, he had to get to the door so he could get to Max, she was in trouble he just knew it. His arms gave out under him and his face connected with the floor, his nose cracking.
He moaned in pain and attempted to push himself over onto his back but his arms wouldn't responded in fact none of his body was responding to anything he told them to do.
Come on you son of a bitch he murmured to himself as he once again willed and failed at getting his body to follow any of his commands. The light headedness once again returned and with no strength to fight it his body fell into the peaceful black abyss.
Max placed her gun in to the back of her trousers and sighed in annoyance what ever had been in the room to set of the emf reader was no where to be seen now that was for sure. She thought of what Dean had said about this being a trap and made her way into the kitchen where she had left her phone earlier that day.
She quickly dialed the number for Sam and waited with baited breath for someone on the other end to pick up.
"Hello" Sam's voice came to her like a breath of fresh air and she laughed softly to herself her body falling against the table as she breathed a sigh of relief, they were ok, and her and Dean was ok.
"Max" she heard Sam question slight panic in his voice and Max quickly replied to put his un ease at rest.
"I think you guys need to get home" She could almost see Sam run a hand through his hair his brow furrowed in confusion as his father and Jo looked on at him in confusion.
"Max is everything ok?" Sam questioned his voice rising slightly with panic
"I dunno Sammy, something or someone got past the precautions the emf was going crazy but when I got here the place was clean" She replied and could practically see Sam begin to hastily walk around the room his confusion growing, while John and Jo would be questioning him to the end he would get mad and bark at them.
Max closed her eyes as of light headiness' over took her and she tightened her grip on the table as she tried to breath through it. She moaned slightly as her entire body began to ache while her hands and legs shook uncontroably.
"Max are you ok?……….Max?" This time Sam sounded more worried as his voice sounded in her ear.
"Sam o god" She replied as her legs gave way under her, her body crashing to the floor in a heap.
She tried to pull her legs into her as she fought to get to the phone that was lying on the floor in front of her but as hard as she tried she couldn't will any of her body to reach out and grab it. She called out in pain as her entire body convulsed on the floor before she finally gave into the emending darkness that loomed over her.
"Sam what the hell is going on?" John questioned his son who had turned deathly pale and was calling down the phone for Max before hanging up.
"Something's wrong we need to leave" He replied placing his phone back in his pocket were he could reach it if Max rang or if his brother did.
"Max said something got past the protection stuff and then she just went really funny dad she was in pain" Sam said turning fearful eyes onto his father, John nodded his head and he to began to collect his belongings, he had feared that this had been a set up and his need for revenge could have just caused his sons death.
Once they were all packed Sam turned to his father and Jo, who was looking at him oddly he raised his brow and shook his head slightly he could deal with that later.
"Dad something's wrong" Sam said, he could feel it something was terribly wrong he knew it.
The hotel door banged open and all three occupants turned round their bags dropping to the floor as one in a dull thud their guns drawn and pointed in front of them, as they all started wide eyed at the yellow eyed demon.
"You can say that again Sammy my boy"