Chapter 6

Sam's POV

They weren't gone for more then ten minutes when I saw the girl in the white dress walking into a room we had seen Dr. Garrison walk out of. I quickly followed the girl afraid of what would happen if I didn't. My body shook as I saw a young woman laying fast asleep in the bed. Her hair the same color as the little girl I saw walk in. A large thick book on the nightstand beside her. Brother's Grimm Fairy Tales. I thought as I silently read the title. I felt my brain whirling as I placed the two together. Someone was reading this young woman the Brother's Grimm stories and in turn she was the one that was acting on them. She was our little girl from before. She was the one that was making all the fairy tales come to life.

"May I help you?" Dr. Garrison walked in and closed the door behind him. I was standing in the direct middle looking at the peaceful face of the young woman.

"I thought I saw someone come in here so I came to investigate." I said and I saw Dr. Garrison look nervously at the woman.

"Well, as you can obviously see there's nobody here except my patient." Dr. Garrison was getting angry desperate. "I would like it if you leave."

"I like the Brother's Grimm stories too." I said grasping at straws now. "Not so light and cutesy like the Disney versions. They act more real. They have more of a real ending then "...they lived happily ever after...". Don't you agree, Dr. Garrison?"

"I do," he said hesitantly. "But I'm afraid I don't understand what you're saying to me."

"These attacks on people. Someone's making them out to be similar to those of the Brother's Grimm."

"So there's a maniac with a thing for dark fairy tales." Dr. Garrison said with a shrug still having the professionalism as he looked between me and the young woman that lay in the bed. "But I'm afraid nobody is allowed to be here." I took in a deep breath. Dr. Garrison was going to be hard to convince I knew what is causing these attacks.

End of Sam's POV

~O.U.A.H~

Christina's POV

I was sitting in the Impala and watching Dean walk up to a random door asking for the where about was the man that attacked the old lady, and took the girl. I hated feeling that mom urge to rip the SOB's throat for hurting a defenseless old woman and took a child. I quivered as I tried to keep my mother emotions under wraps. My son was fine. Miles away safe with his father. I was not going to allow myself to make mistakes today. Children were my one big weakness just after my brothers, and I knew that if I couldn't save a child, I will not be able to save my brothers.

"So the guy in question lives up the hills in a little log cabin." Dean said climbing into the car and starting it up. "Okay, so the plan I'm hoping will work is this-"

"You fight the mean man that took a child from her grandmother while I look for the girl?"

"Sometimes I hate it when you sound like me." Dean said with a growl. It was a rare time he actually made me smile when I felt scared of failing something. "But yes, that's exactly my plan."

The car jumped forward as Dean eased her into traffic. The silence was killing me now. I looked over at Dean and I saw something in his eyes as we drove. "Dean," I said knowing it wasn't the time or the place to be thinking about anything but the case we were on. "Why don't you want Sam to get you out of your deal?"

"What?" Dean asked shooting me a look. "You're asking me this now?"

"It's been bugging me since before we took this case. It's been bugging me since every damn day you and Sam have been arguing while I sit and watch from the sidelines because you two refuse to let me in and help."

"Because it's none of your business. You don't need to be involved. Sam and I have been together the-"

"The longest right. I know. You've been with him for twenty nine years. I've only been with him for five. But you need to understand that he's my brother. You're my brother. I'm scared Dean. I'm scared of being kept in the dark between you two. So tell me please. Why?"

"Because I'm afraid he's going to die and go straight to hell." Dean sighed knowing that arguing with me wasn't going to work out well for him. "When I made it, I was told that I couldn't weasel myself out of it. I accepted that and still did the deal."

I didn't know how to respond. My brother's still the older brother. Still looking out for us. "Okay..." I said licking my lips and pointing to the turn off Dean was supposed to go. "Now I feel better." I looked out the passenger side window. I knew I wasn't alright with this. I wasn't feeling any better. It scared me to know that Dean was in no way shape or form going to be saved. Don't give up. He's a Winchester. Winchester's always knows a way out of a situation. My mind was always the hardest one to argue with.

End of Christina's POV

~O.U.A.H~

Dean's POV

"Why cabins in the woods?" I grumble as I stopped a few miles from the cabin that I could see had smoke coming from the chimney. "Why not a regular house?"

"Because Dean, cabins makes the victim feel more secluded. away from anywhere safe." Christina loaded her pistol before sliding it inside her jeans. "So we're walking for what reason?"

"Don't want anything to happen to that little girl." I said pushing the driver's side door open. She followed me and we walked off the trail and into the woods climbing over large logs and careful not to break any twigs in case he was out there listening to us.

"Dean," I felt my sister grab my shoulder and point to the cabin that was in view. Both of us bent down low to try and obscure ourselves. Thankfully we wore dark clothes to blend in with the trees. "I'll go see if there's a back door." She dropped down lower as she moved silently through the trees. The man looked roughly in her direction for a second before walking back inside the cabin.

I carefully ran to the front of the cabin poking my head over the wall and tried to see inside. The room I saw inside was empty and dark. The door opened making me drop my head. "Don't worry, little girl," the voice of the guy made my blood boil. I was not one to harm kids, unless they were little monsters that would suck the life out of their parents.

"Please let me go." The girl cried. "Please!"

The cabin was filled with the sound of a wooden door being broken down and I looked inside. The guy was looking out of the door of the room and was now face to face with Christina who looked three times smaller then him. I moved quickly to the front door and kicked it open running in. Sam you better hurry!

End of Dean's POV