Chapter two

"Nothing?"

Dean shook his head as he hung up on Lola's voice mail, looking over at Sam who'd tried Maggie's.

"What about Maggie?" He asked even though he already knew the answer from the look on his brother's face,

"Her phone's off too." Sam sighed heavily,

"Okay…well I think it's safe to say that they haven't gone out for breakfast…" Dean mumbled, gripping his mobile phone tightly, resting his bottom lip on the top of his phone. Sam sighed, turning his back on his brother as he wandered towards the front door,

"Lola's truck's still parked outside…they couldn't of gone far."

"Unless they had help…" Dean murmured, frowning at a stain on the floor beside Maggie's bed. As he leant down to inspect the patch, an overwhelming smell of rotten eggs hit him in the face. Swallowing hard, he dipped his fingers into the powder, a chill running up his spine, "Sam…" He called quietly. Sam moved over, stopping as he saw what Dean had found,

"Sulphur."

"A demon…" Dean breathed, straitening, "A demon's got them…God DAMN IT!" He growled, pounding his fists against the wall, "From right next to me!" He cursed, "Right out of my arms and I didn't even know!"

"Dean…calm down…"

"No…damn it! I should've stopped it! I should've protected her!"

"Well…what do we do?" Sam asked, running his fingers through his hair, "We're halfway through a case."

"We drop it." Dean shrugged, "Go after the girls."

"But Dean…people are dying…they need our help."

"Maggie and Lola need our help!"

"You don't know that…" Sam tried to reason, "Lola's a pretty strong girl…she must be putting up a fight."

"You've had run ins with demons before Sam…you know that if she was caught off her guard, she'd be as weak as the next person…how can you be so unbothered by this? This is your sister and your fiend we're talking about!"

"I know but innocent people need our help, Dean."

"Screw them! Maggie and Lola are more important than Frank down the street!"
"But it's our job to save people…"

"So you want the girls to die then, Sam? That demon will not hesitate to kill either one of them…now I wanna know what's gotten into you to make you wanna abandon your SISTER for dead!"

"It's not that…I just feel obligated to help these people, Dean…it's what we do."

"Yeah well I'm telling you now, if anything happens to them I am so gonna kick your ass! C'mon…we need to figure this out." Dean moved towards the door when suddenly the phone in his hand began to ring. Looking down, he saw Maggie's number displayed on the light-up screen, "Maggie!" Dean gasped, "Maggie, are you okay?"

"Sorry Dean…"

"You son of a bitch!" Dean growled, pacing back and forth in front of the door, "What have you done with my sister?"

"She's fine…for now…"

"I'm listening…"

"I want you and your brother to come here because to be honest, I'm not interested in these two…"

"Play right into your hands? I don't think so…"

"Could you really live with yourself knowing that it was your fault they died? That you could've saved them and you left them to die slowly and painfully."

"You freak…"

"Oh you have no idea…"

"How do I know you haven't killed them already?"

"You want proof they're still alive?" The demon asked slyly,

"Yeah…I do…" Dean replied,

"Fair enough…hold on a second…" The demon paused, Dean could hear rustling in the background and suddenly a cry of pain,

"MAGGIE!" Dean cried down the phone as he was forced to listen to his sister's pathetic whimpers, "You sick bastard! What are you doing to her?" He growled,

"I'll let your imagination go on that one."

"I swear to God…I'll kill you!"

"Do you wanna hear more or is it proof enough?"

"Let me talk to Lola." Dean said, his back straitening,

"Sorry Dean…she's a little…worn out at the moment…"

"Son of a bitch…" Dean hissed, his eyes narrowing,

"So are you going to come by? Have I convinced you enough yet…? Could you really live with the knowledge that your sister died making those sounds?"

"…we'll come." He breathed, "Where are you…?"

"Got a pen…?"

"Yeah…"

"Thirteen miles south, on a street called West Limestone…there's an old water plant there."

"Right."

"Is this the part where you threaten that you're going to come and kill me for what I've done?"

"Yeah…something like that…"

"I'm looking forwards to seeing you both…" He smirked before hanging up on the oldest Winchester. Dean slammed his phone closed before looking over to Sam,

"Son of a bitch…"

"Dean…what…?" Sam began but his brother cut him off, "He wants us to go there."

"Walk right into an obvious trap?"

"I know…" Dean sighed, "But we can't leave them there."

"You're right…"

"We'll just have to go in prepared."

"Something about this doesn't feel right…" Sam murmured.

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With a swift, hard kick, the rotting wooden door buckled inwards. Around the corner of the frame emerged a gun, held tightly by a pair of large hands. Dean burst into the room behind his pistol, easing quickly through the room, amongst the pipes and shreds of rags that hung from the ceiling. Sam followed, brandishing his own gun and a canteen of holy water. The long-haired brother stopped, rushing forwards to his sister, her face blank in the moonlight,

"Maggie!" He whispered, "Dean!" He called over his shoulder, "Dean help me! I've found Maggie!"

Sam looked around for Dean, finally spotting him standing a few metres away, his eyes fixed sorrowfully ahead. Sam turned back to Maggie, aiming his gun, he shot at the chain, causing Maggie to drop into his arms,

"She's still breathing!" Sam yelled, unwinding the chains room his sister's arms, "Maggie!" He whispered, as she shifted in his arms,

"Sam…" She croaked, "Sammy…"

"It's okay Maggie. We're here." Sam soothed, "Dean! She's okay! Dean!"

Dean broke out of his trance, whirling around in time to see the demon approaching his siblings, lurking in the shadows,

"Sam!" He yelled, "Look out!"

Sam spun around, flinging the contents of the silver canteen over the demon. Steam arose from his chest as he staggered backwards slightly, covering his face with his hands. Dean ran quickly towards Sam and Maggie, standing over them as he aimed his gun, firing twice. Both bullets pierced its chest, causing the demon to stumble shakily before suddenly lurching forwards, a billowing stream of black smoke pouring from it's mouth,

"You okay…?" Dean asked his brother and sister, crouching down beside them as the demon's vessel slumped to the floor, dead,

"Dean…" Maggie whispered, "Lola."

"I know." Dean nodded before darting back across the dimly lit room.

Her head hung below her shoulders, dusty hair pulled down, exposing a thick blood clot on the back of her head, covering her bruised and battered face, lip split down the middle. Rivers of dried blood snaked down her arms from where the chains had cut into her wrists. Steeling himself, Dean raised his gun, closing one eye to carefully aim. He fired, the bullet splitting the chain, sending Lola crashing to the floor in a heap.

Dean dropped to his knees, gathering her body up in his arms as tears welled in his eyes,

"Hey…" He whispered, brushing back the hair out of her face, "Sorry I'm late." He tried to joke, "But I'm here now…it's okay…you can wake up now Lola…hey…Lola…c'mon!" He laughed nervously, "Lola…please…" His voice cracked,

"Dean…" Sam said softly as he helped Maggie over to their older brother, "We need to get them to hospital."

"…right…" Dean agreed hoisting her up into his arms.

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"Hey…"

Maggie looked up from her bed to see Lola standing in the doorway, leaning heavily against the doorframe holding a bunch of grapes,

"Did you get out of bed?" Maggie asked with a frown,

"Wanna share my grapes?" Lola asked with a grin, hobbling across the room, seating herself on the bed beside her best friend, "They're green."

"You didn't answer my question."

Lola grinned back at Maggie innocently,

"I did." She smiled, "The Doctor told me to stay in bed, but how they expected me to eat all of these without my partner in crime…it's just ridiculous!" She smirked, "How're you doing, anywho?"

"Me? I'm fine…how are you? You had me scared, Lo'…last I saw you, you were sprawled across my brother's lap."

Lola raised her eyebrows suggestively,

"Sounds like good times to me."

"Lola…I'm being serious…" Maggie scolded, "I was really scared…I've never seen you like that…"

Lola sighed heavily, turning serious for a second before leaning her head forwards so that her hair fell down onto the bed,

"Wanna see my cool new scar?"

Maggie laughed,

"You're nuts."

"They've drugged me up on painkillers." She sighed, tentatively touching at the white bandage wrapped around her head, "I'm not feeling myself."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Maggie asked gently,

"I'm absolutely fine."
"Do…do you remember anything that happened?"

Lola looked down at her feet as they swung back and forth over the side of the bed,

"I do…" Lola sighed, "I remember waking up and you were unconscious and I was calling out for you to answer but you were out cold…and then…and then he came out of nowhere and…ugh…" She grit her teeth, shaking her head as he eyes closed, "It hurt…a lot…sick bastard…but I wouldn't scream, I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction."

Maggie leant forwards, gently touching her hand,

"It's okay…" She soothed. Lola looked up at her with watery eyes,

"Yeah…everything is alright."

All of a sudden, Dean breathlessly burst into the room, collapsing slightly against the doorframe,

"Thank God…" He breathed, "I went to the bathroom, came back and you were gone! I think my heart actually stopped." He sighed, straitening and making his way towards the bed, "You should still be in bed." He scolded. Lola rolled her eyes,

"I'm fine…Dean…" She reassured, "Really…I've been through worse…"

"I know…I'm just looking out for you, is all." He smiled before turning to Maggie, "How're you doing?"

"I wanna go."

"Me too."

"Don't start that…I know being in hospital sucks…but you guys had a really rough time…just relax while Sam and I finish that hunt we came for in the first place and then we'll leave this place in our dust, okay?"

Both women nodded in agreement as Dean helped himself to a handful of Lola's grapes. He gently touched her chin with his thumb so that she looked up at him, he smiled back at her, his cheeks full of grapes, causing her to burst out laughing,

"Well gee…that's attractive…how I'm resisting jumping you is a mystery…"

He smirked,

"Easy tiger…" He joked before looking to Maggie and then back to Lola, "Get some rest. Sam and I will be back later on."

"Okay…" Maggie sighed with a nod, "Take care."

"Will do. Same goes for you two."

"We'll be fine, eh Maggie?" Lola asked, cocking her head to the side to look at the brunette,

"Hell yes."

"Okay…good…call me if you need me…I'll see you later…" Dean called over his shoulder as he sauntered out of the room, waving behind him as he did. Both girls watched him, though unbeknown to Maggie, as Lola watched the oldest hunter of their clique leave the room, her sapphire eyes quickly flicked to deep ebony, a sly smirk gracing her lips.