Angel: Got only few more chapters. Sorry had to cut it short. But after this chapter... tune in for tragedy

Sam got up from the hotel bed. He cracked his back, almost forgetting how unconfutable cheap hotel beds were. Sam got up from his bed and walked over to the coach that John was asleep on. Poor little guy was knocked out in the car and it was similar to place in him on the coach. Sam smiled and even more when he heard the familiar sound of Dean's snoring.

He snorted and drooled on his pillow. Sam opened his laptop and typed what he could quietly. Another kidnapping was made. This time 'Linda' was in the background looking…winking at the camera. Her stomach was huge, still. Good sign that the baby and Linda were still alive, bad because it a month late Sam looked closely at his Linda. She was wearing a vest that was tactic and dull grey. Dean walked over to the door, his eye half open.

"Sam?" Dean pushed his face and rubbed the sleep sand out of his eyes.

Sam unplugged his laptop and took it over to his brother.

"Dean check out this." Sam put the laptop into Dean's hand. Dean looked at the bright screen.

"Another kidnapping. Any connections?" Dean walked over the table and put down the laptop.

"Not that I could see at the moment, except…" Sam pointed to Linda in the back ground.

"Alright, you see what you can get out of the newspapers and I'll go talk to the couple." Dean got up to his cloths. John rolled over and did a tiny whimper.

It was almost 10:35 when Sam was thinking of awakening John. Sam continued to do research on the two missing children. It seemed they lived in the same town but didn't connect. They didn't go to same school, babysitters, playground. Sam returned to the newspaper and noticed a few pages that there was ad for the new shop in the mall. 'Toys Galore.'

Sam did some more research and there is an activity section that post the children's drawing on their website. Sam looked with glee when the saw that both of children were at the store. Sam continued to do research and he saw as employ playing games with the children; Linda. The children touched her huge stomach. A few photo she wasn't in uniform. She must have been told to take it easy and not to work til the baby had come

Sam's phone rang. The caller ID said 'Dean Winchester; brother'

"Dean, what have you found out?" Sam asked.

"Well, hello to you to Sammy. I did found something now that you ask." Dean spoke over the phone.

"Turns all the kids went to the same mall." Dean continued.

"That what I got here as well." Sam clicked open the website.

"Linda was worker there. By the looks she stopped working there when the baby was meant to be due." Sam huffed.

"We'll go to the mall after hours."

"And john?"

"He can come along too."

"Dean, he 7."

"I was either staying home or hunting at his age." Dean hung the phone with that before Sam could debate.

Dean went into the house and first thing he did was pull of his tie.

"Dean we need to talk." Sam said, seriously and got up.

"Great." Dean huffed.

"What is your problem latterly?" Sam asked and put his hand onto Dean's arm. Dean whacked it off.

"My problem?" Dean looked at Sam for a moment. He gave a little fake smile to himself. "We aren't doing this." Dean pulled off his coat.

"Doing what?" Sam asked, standing in place.

"We aren't going to have discussion about feelings. I'm fine." Dean threw his coat on the coach beside Sam.

"No you're not. You've been on edge and getting worst since day one."

"I've always been like that."

"No you haven't, Dean."

"Past 10 years I have."

"After I left?"

"Because you left."

"You were the one who said I should."

"That doesn't mean squat."

"What? How is this, my fault?"

Dean sighed deeply. HE went over to the fridge.

"Is that your answer for everything?" Sam growled.

"I don't see it as a mistake or a problem or anyone fault. You're right I've been…..little on edge."

Sam scoffed and raised his eye brows; "A little?"

"Keep it or leave, pal. But who cares, what happened then. Here to now." Dean handed Sam a beer. "Come on, let's take break. What have we got in hotel crap." Dean put his beer on the table. Sam stood there for a while. He gave small smile. Maybe he could let it go a little longer. Sam looked at his laptop and saw the address of the mall on his screen. He sat on the table. "Alright move over." Dean sat next to Sam. He also crossed his feet on the table. He twists his beer top as it hissed. He took a gulp from his beer. A refreshing sigh after the gulp. "What movie did you put in?" Sam asked as he open his beer.

"Don't. We are going cable." Dean clicked on the tv and switch to the movie channel. Sam looked over to his brother with small smile. It was nice seeing his brother smile.

Later that night, the Winchester brothers were doing the same as they were doing 10 years ago. Well, expect for the little boy walking behind with a demon knife blade in his hands.

"Why do I get the demon knife….thingy?" John whispered when they were outside the mall to do some investigating.

"Because you're new. You wouldn't stay at the hotel. You get the knife." Dean answered as he tried to pick open the main doors.

"It takes the secretary camera, 3 minutes to circle around, but it's blind spot is that pole. It also takes the cops, 15 minutes to check the mall secretary alarms. We can deflate the alarm before it alerts the police." Sam informed John and dean.

Sam knelled to his son; "breaking and entering is wrong John." Sam corrected himself into a parenting voice

. Dean heard the door click open and did a victorious laughed; "only if you get caught." Dean ran inside to turn off the alarms and the cameras.

Dean and Sam raised their guns. "Stick behind, kid." Dean loaded his gun. Dean and sam walked by each store til they found the one they were looking for.

"Dean." Sam went into the store with dean, then john, following. The Winchesters entered the toy store.

"Kind of creepy." John squeaked. Sam shivered at the clown staring at him with wide red grin. "

Yeah." Sam agreed. A loud crash came from few section away. Dean and Sam turned around to see it coming from the clown one. "Clown? Why is always clowns?" Sam whimpered to himself. Dean tapped John's shaking shoulder.

"Stay here." Dean ordered and began to creeper towards the danger. Sam stayed there. Dean grabbed Sam's hair and dragged him along. "Not you." Dean grumbled.

"Ouch. Ouch!" Sam held on his hair with one hand and the shot gun in the other.

Dean let go of the hair when at the area. Sam took a deep breathe. He looked back to see John was hiding behind a giant teddy bear, staying safe. Sam and Dean walked down the section the clowns staring at them. Dean looked at the corner of his eyes to see Sam shriving and staring back at the clowns.

"You still scared of Ronald McDonald, uh?" Dean smirked. Sam glared and folded his arms. The light turned on.

"Crap, what now?" Sam muttered. The light made it way down til the last flicked at a large Santa chair. A woman in tight black dress and her brown- chocolate hair slicked. Her legs were crossed together.

"Hey Sammy, Dean." The woman was Posses Linda. After her greeting, her eyes turned to yellow. They turned back to normal. "Good thing your home honey. I was worried sick."

Sam flared his nostrils. "Get out of my wife, you-"

"son of bitch!" Dean finished Sam's words of angry.

"I don't know, whether that was cute…or just weird." Possess Linda said. "The name's Lucretcia. Thanks for asking. Your wife was hand delivered to me by one of my guys. A real darling. " Lucretcia rolled her eyes. Sam pointed his shot gun at her. "Oh please." Lucretcia threw her hands to one side. Sam and Dean were pushed into a shelf of clowns. Lucretcia crushed her hand into a fist.

The toy clowns grabbed Sam and Dean and held them up. "I like my powers to have style…and to screw with Sammy." Lucretcia smiled and Sam twitching and pulling, trying to get away from the clowns.

"You have us….just let go of my wife." Sam pleaded. Lucretica looked down her body.

"But I like this one. Plus, if I wanted just you. I would have killed you. It more fun this way. Cause Linda seeing this all. I mean I get it….you're getting old. But did you really think it was that easy. You and your brother walk in say few words and puff I'm gone." Lucretica smiled sweetly.

Lucretcia swept her feet across the floor. "Guessing you want this hot potato home by dinner?" Lucretica jester to her body. Sam snarled as he twitched away from the clown hands. Sam's eyes looked down at the belly of his possess. Lucretcia looked down her flat stomach. "Guess I lost a lot of weight since the last time we met." Lucretia said with small laugh.

Sam glared at Lucretia and when he opened his mouth, a toy clown's hand covered Sam's mouth. It grin that would make anyone unconfutable and fearful. "Can't have trying to bah, bah me out of this body." Lucretia said. Sam looked at Dean; who didn't take his eyes off Lucretcia. "Oh please, your brother isn't the brain of this operation, even after all these years." Lucretcia laughed at the boys. "Anyway, got this plan underway." Lucretica raised her hands high. "Watch carefully boys." With Sam's hate filled glare .Lucretcia said with a big grin.

"….mum?" squeaked a little voice from behind lucretica. Lucretica turned and lowered her hands to see John staring back at her.

"Jonathan." Lucretica curled her lips into unsettlingly smile. "How is mummy's little brat?" Lucretica flashed her eyes yellow. This made John step back from the hand about to touch his head. "What's the matter?" Lucretica smirked. As lucretica teased John, her demon powers weren't focusing on Dean and Sam. The clowns weaken their grip. The ones holding onto Sam's mouth, let go completely. Sam whispered the demon exorcism. Lucretica turned to Sam.

She began to twitch, when Sam was reaching half way of the Latin spell. "Dam and I liked this new outfit. Go to go change. See you soon, Jonathan." Lucretica winked. She turned to Sam as she twitched violently; "You killed my daddy. You think, you're out Sammy. You've never been more wrong."

"Andions." Sam shouted. Lucretica screamed and yellow smoke came out of the possess Linda's body. Sam ran over and caught his wife when she fell.

Linda gasped and gripped onto Sam. "it's ok. I got you. I got you." Sam held her close. Sam help up Linda. "It's ok. We're going to go home." Sam said. Dean was standing behind him. John approached

"That….was little too easy." Dean commented.

"Dad…. What did she mean by 'see you soon'?" john asked.

A woman grabbed onto John; "Surprise, mother f-"

"Sam!" Dean pulled out his gun and called over his brother to look. In the surprise John dropped his demon blade. It flew out of his hands.

"John!" Sam and Linda both called and went closer.

"Ah, ah. None more move and the kid won't see puberty ." Lucretica stuck out her claws close to John's throat.

"Pub-what?" John said little terrified yet, curious of what the demon was referring to.

"Shut up." Lucretica covered John's mouth.

"Put down John." Sam ordered.

"See, I'm tired of your bossy attitude. You should be in terror. Begging me to let him go. I mean, look how easy it is to snap his neck." Her hand placed on his mouth and her other on the top of his head. John muffled words. "Sorry, kid." Lucretica shrugged. John looked terrify. His eyes looked at his shocked mum, on her knee, his dad trying to take down demon with words and then to his uncle Dean. Dean bites his lip and mouths words that John wouldn't suspect to come from a hunter.

Dean raised his eyes brows and he continued to have his teeth clench. John opened his mouth slightly and allows one of the lucretica's vessel's fingers to come closer to his mouth. "OUCH!" Lucretica cried out. She let go of John. John fell onto his knee and turned to see Lucretica holding onto her hand. "Why you little-" Lucretica glared. Dean pounced onto Lucretica. In his hand was the demon blade. His stabbed the blade into her side. Lucretica cried out. Lucretica cried and flashed. Dean screamed as he continues to attack the demon Lucretica, in non-lethal points .

"Can't stop this, Deanne." Lucretica said and looked down and the points Dean hit. They weren't kills, they were just for pain. Yellow smoke became to come out.

"NO!" Dean shouted and stabbed the heart.