Dean, Sam, and
Henrickson shuffled onto the plane. Dean and Sam took the two inside
seats and Henrickson took the outside seat. "Would you gentlemen
like a drink?" the stewardess asked "I would" Dean
said "No he won't these men are in fedaral custody."
Henrickson said. "Ok." the stewardess said then moved on to
the next row. "Oh come on." Dean said. Henrickson ignored
him. It was pretty clear that Henrickson didn't want to be there as
much as Dean and Sam did. When the plane landed Henrickson got them
through airport security and had a car waiting for them outisde the
airport. Dean and Sam clim,bed in behind Henrickson. "So where
did this guy take your daughter?" Henrickson asked asked Dean
from the drivers seat. "4103 East Addison" Dean said from
the backseat, which had a window between him and Henrickson. "So
who took her?" Henrickson asked. "Just some guy." Sam
said. "Did you get a name?" "No he just said he had
Emma and said he wanted the colt." Sam answered "So what's
so special about this gun?" Henrickson asked. "I mean the
dude did kidnap your daughter for it." Henrickson said. "I
think you might want to stay in the dark on that one." Dean
said. "No I think i'd really like to know." Henrickson
said. "Fine, but I warned you. This gun can kill anything,
including the demon we're hunting. He's the one that took Emma and he
wants this gun because it's the only thing on earth than can kill
him." Dean said, seriously. Sam was just staring at Dean
wondering why he had just told all of that to Henrickson. Henrickson
hit the breaks and stopped the car. "You wanna joke with me i'll
put you on a plane back to the holding cell in Nebraska."
Henrickson said, turning around and glaring at Dean. Dean sat back in
his seat and kept quiet.
They pulled up to 4103 East Addison "Why
is it always a warehouse?" Dean said, getting out of the car and
staring at the building. Henrickson uncuffed the boys. Sma looked at
his watch, it was 11:56pm. "Dean we have 4 minutes." Sam
said. "Give me the gun." Dean said to Henrickson.
Henrickson hesitated for a moment then put the gun in Dean's hand. He
then drew his gun. Dean and Sam ran into the building, Henrickson
followed.
Dean and Sam came running into the warehouse, and jolted to a stop. They saw a man standing on the other side of the warehouse. Henrickson stopped behind them. Dean could see Emma laying on a table in front of the demon. He could see her blonde curls draping over the end of the table. "Is she alive?" Dean asked the demon from across the warehouse. "Do you have the colt?" the demon asked, ignoring Dean's question. "You know I do." Dean said. "Well why don't you bring it over here." the demon said. "Emma first." Dean said, anger was in his eyes. He wanted to shoot the demon, but he knew he couldn't until he got Emma back. "Sir i'm a federal agent and i'm goung to have to ask you to release the child." Henrickson said holding up his badge. The demon just laughed and killed Henrickson right there, he dropped to the floor. Dean and Sam were looking at the body laying on the ground. Dean drew his attention back to the demon he had picked up Emma and she was resting in his arms, which sickened him. Sam walked up next to Dean. "Why Sammy, good to see you again. How those powers doin?" the demon said. "Why don't you just give us Emma." Sam said, glaring at the demon. "Well both of you have failed to give me the gun yet. So I don't think that's gonna happen just yet." the demon said his eyes narrowing solemnly. "Bring the gun here." the demon said. Dean grasped the gun in his hand as tight as he could then proceeded towards the demon. The demon walked towards Dean as well. They met in the middle, "The gun." the demon said. Dean reluctantly handed the gun to the demon, and the demon handed Emma to Dean. "What's the other bargaining chip?" Dean said "Glad you asked" the demon said. He stared at Dean, then there was a cracking noise. Dean wasn't hurt, and was wondering what the sound was, but then he looked down at Emma resting in his arms, her breathing had stopped and her head was flopped to one side. An overwhelming feeling of terror fell on Dean. Dean felt like he had been punched in the stomach repeatedly. The demon exited the man he was possessing in a cloud of black smoke, the body of the man fell to the ground, and the colt was gone. Dean dropped to his knees, holding Emma's limp body in his arms. "Emma, baby wake up." Dean said, gently shaking her. "Emma!" Dean yelled at her. Sam ran up to Dean and saw that Emma wasn't moving. Dean pulled Emma close to him, hugging her trying to wake her up. Tears were falling from his eyes. Sam was trying not to cry as well "Dean come on we gotta get out of here." Sam said, tears had fallen down his face as well. Sam helped Dean to his feet. Dean was just looking at Emma's pale face. "Dean let me take her." Sam said. "No I got her." Dean said, he was still staring at Emma's face, hoping that she would open her eyes and that she would be ok. He got more and more scared with every passing second. Sam searched through Henrickson's pockets and found the keys to the car. Sam helped Dean into the passengers seat, he was still cradling Emma in his arms. Sam got into the drivers side and he drove them to a small backwoods house. Dean laid Emma on the bed and pulled up a chair next to it, he grasped Emma's hand kissed it. "Baby please wake up." Dean said, tears were continuing to fall down his face. Sam didn't go into the room with Dean. He knew there was nothing he could say to help. He called Bobby at the roadhouse and thought that maybe he could help, he said he was on his way. Sam looked back at Dean his hand still around Emma's.He felt helpless, he wanted to help Dean but he knew couldn't. He decided to wait to say anything to Dean until Bobby got there.
It was the next day when Bobby got there, neither him nor Sam had spoken to Dean. "How have you been holdin up?" Bobby asked Sam. "I'm not. I havnt' been able to talk to him, I just don't know what to say. I can't imagine what he's going through right now. I just wish there was something I could do, to help him." Sam said. "All you can do right now is be there for him." Bobby said. Dean had gotten up and came into the room where Sam and Bobby were. He looked tired and his eyes were red and puffy. "You hungry?" Sam asked him, pushing a box of half eaten pizza infron of him. "I'm fine." Dean said without looking at Sam. "Come on Dean you have to eat something." Sam said. "I said i'm fine Sam." Dean snapped at him. Sam knew to be quiet. "Dean I hate to bring this up I really do but maybe it's time we bury Emma." Bobby said. Dean just glared at Bobby, but it was a tired glare. "No." Dean said plainly, sitting down at the table. "Dean maybe you should come with us we're going to go see Ash and see if he can help us." Sam said. "I don't want to go anywhere right now." Dean said. "Dean..." Bobby said. "Why don't you two just get the hell out of here." Dean said. "Dean we're not going to leave you here alone." Sam said. "Just please go." Dean said, he looked like he was on the brink of tears. Sam knew that Dean needed to clear his head "Come on Bobby." Sam said. "We'll be at the roadhouse if you need us." Sam said. Him and Bobby left.
Dean went back into the room with Emma and sat back in the chair. "You know Em, when you were born, I wasn't there. I was 3 states away and I got there two hours after. When I got there they took me to the nursery and let me hold you. The first thing I did was count your fingers and toes, making sure you had ten of each. You gave me this smile, like you knew who I was. Like you knew I was your dad. I'll never forget that, I think it was the first feeling of happiness I had had in a long time." Dean said, smiling and wiping away the tears that were falling down his face. "No...this can't happen. It can't I won't let it." Dean siad, he got up and grabbed his jacket and sped off towards the crossroads.
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Sorry it's so short. Hope you like it.