A/N: So there is some Andy beating in this chapter, and a little Sam whumpage. But it happens. As always read and review and let me know :D I do not own Sam or Dean… I wish.
When Andy finally came to she found that she was tied to a chair in the middle of what appeared to be an empty bar. She must've been out of it for the whole day. She looked around weerily, her head was pounding and her jaw was sore. Sam had certainly hit her hard, harder than she had thought possible. She looked around for Dean but was unlucky, she felt someone come up behind her and she knew exactly who it was.
"So, Sam. What the hell are we doing in a bar? You really this eager to have a beer?" Andy asked sarcastically. Suddenly Sam appeared in front of her, bubbly and happy looking, but at the same time quite sadistic.
"Oh, well you know I had some catching up to do." He motioned towards a blond girl that was tied to the post across from Andy.
"Great, we're bait for Dean." Andy said as she rolled her eyes. "Don't you think he's smarter than this Sam?" She asked as she eyed him, she knew that right now she couldn't really move or anything, but being slugged in the face a few times really was nothing compared to the pain she had experienced while on the job for Manticore. Besides if she could keep Sam off of the barmaid she'd have done her job.
"Oh but you see. It's me and I always cause Dean not to think clearly." Sam said as he sprung in front of her. "But you know until he gets here I might as well have a little fun." The tone and look in Sam's eyes freaked Andy out, something that didn't happen all that often. She swallowed and looked Sam right in the eyes, she was going to meet this challenge head on. She wasn't going to let him see her uncomfortable, not a chance.
"Go nuts." She said.
"You know at night I hear you calling his name." Sam started. Andy knew exactly where this was going, and exactly what painful memory Sam was going to try to drag to the surface, she had told him enough, and if he was demonically possessed like she had thought then he would try to make it hurt more. So not going to happen.
"Yeah I know, Ben. I killed him, in the woods. I snapped his knee cap and then I snapped his neck, left him there in cold blood too, because I was a coward and didn't want to get caught. But hey, if you got a side to tell why not give it a shot." She arched her eyebrow and watched Sam. The look on his face seemed, irritated.
"I've done a lot of things in cold blood. Things that Sam and Dean don't know about, but you, whatever you are probably know all of them. But you know what, what's in the past has long since been buried, you can drag it up if you want but, what's done is done." She said as she looked up at Sam. She wasn't going to give it emotional ammunition.
She watched as Sam turned around and struck her face as hard as possible, everything went white for a moment before her vision came back. She felt her face being dragged up to face him and she felt him strike her face once more. This time the edges of her vision went black and that's where they stayed.
Dean drove the Impala as fast as he could, he was trying to get to Nebraska as fast as the roads would let him. He awoke with a throbbing headache and to find Sam gone, along with Andy and a pool of blood, not his own beside him. He was panicking, as much as he tried to convince himself that Dean Winchest did not panic. He knew deep down he was, this wasn't Sam, couldn't be Sam. He must be possessed. Dean decided but that didn't mean that he wasn't going to go in with an armada of stuff. He brought a gun with silver bullets, his iron hunting knife, and his flask of holy water.
He stopped outside of the bar. He had found out this was where the nearest hunter was, it just made sense that this is where he would go. Dean took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. Show time.
When Andy awoke again she saw Sam talking to the girl with the blond hair. Apparently her name was Jo, and she also had a thing for Dean. Andy hated eaves dropping but being tied to a chair, she didn't have much of a choice. Then Sam drew a knife and brought it close to Jo's face. Andy thought that it was a prime time for her to speak up.
"Oh, Sammy, Sammy, Sammy. This is definitely not the way to get the girl or to get laid. But you get brownie points for trying." Andy inwardly laughed, that was definitely a page torn from the book of Dean.
Sam walked towards her, a look of anger on his face. But Sam stopped right in front of her when Dean walked through the door. Once again, whatever was pretending to be Sam had put the Sam face on. He punched Andy on the left shoulder so hard that she heard the shoulder pop and dislocate. Andy let out a cry of agony and Jo looked at her with wide eyes as Sam and Dean eyed each other and Sam began to speak.
"It feels like my head is on fire Dean!" Sam yelled as Dean slowly put the gun down to his side.
"I can't Sam." How could he shoot his little brother, he hoped that the next part he had planned worked. Sam walked over to him.
"Aren't you going to stop me Dean!" Sam yelled and in an instant Dean was spraying Holy water on Sam who's eyes turned black and before Dean could stop him Sam was running out the back of the bar. Dean pulled out his knife and cut Jo loose and went after Sam.
Jo went up behind Andy and cut her loose from the chair. Andy stood up slowly and hissed in pain.
"You okay?" Jo asked in a bit of a panic. Andy grabbed her shoulder and with some force pushed it back into the socket. She let out a sigh and looked at Jo.
"Just friggin peachy. Look stay here and get the first aid kit out. I have a bad feeling about this." She said to Jo. Jo nodded in return and Andy went out the back and after Sam and Dean.
Andy was running through the boat storage when she heard the gunshot. She ran quietly and carefully until she got to the dock, Sam was gone. But so was Dean. She ran to the end of the dock and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the blood on the edge. Her heart rate quickened.
Without a second thought she jumped into the water of the lake. She dove into the water and began to look, she could see perfectly in the water, and she could hold her breath for a good five minutes. She looked around the water frantically.
She finally saw Dean's body floating sluggishly just under the waters surface. Andy swam up to him and dragged his body to the dock. He was unconscious and she checked his breathing, and his pulse. It must've just been the shock from being shot. Andy checked his body to find the gunshot wound. It was on his shoulder rendering his arm pretty much useless. Finally he gasped in and started to shiver.
"Dean? It's Andy, come on we gotta get you in and cleaned up." Andy grabbed Dean and helped drag him up, she let him rest his weight on her as she walked the two of them into the bar. Jo jumped to her feet and pulled up a chair for Dean to sit on.
Dean gave a small smirk when he looked at Andy. She was still wearing the white tank top that she had worn out of the shower at the motel. She let out an exasperated sigh when she realized what he was smirking at.
"Dean Winchester you could be bleeding to death and you're looking at my chest?" Andy asked.
"Might as well focus the blood somewhere else." He said to her with a smirk. Which in turn had her hand colliding with the back of his head.
"I have some spare clothes." Jo said as she began walking to the back, Andy followed and Jo tossed her some jeans and a t-shirt. Andy quickly put them on and headed back out to tend to Dean's bullet wound.
She worked fast, and cleanly. She had the bullet out in seconds and was stitching up the wound. All in all the process was finished in about ten minutes.
"How'd you learn to clean wounds like that?" Jo asked in slight awe.
"Uh, military." Andy replied. It was partially true and that was good enough for her.
"So, Sammy did quite the number on you eh?" Dean asked as he looked at Andy.
"Well, you know a Louiville slugger to the face, and a popped shoulder. I have had worse." She gave weak smile but got right down to the matter of the issue not worrying about sparing Dean's feelings. She had to take down a sibling herself, so she wasn't going to pussy foot around it, it only made things worse.
"Do you know where Sam is going? We need to stop him before he does something stupid. I know he's possessed, but, I also know Sam. The kid is going to beat himself up for this." Andy said as she taped the last piece of gauze on Dean's skin.
Dean got up and grabbed his leather jacket, throwing it over his shoulders and looking at Andy. She looked terrible, her face was bruised and bloody, her hair disheveled. But she still looked determined and stood up straight, not showing any signs of weakness, this was something that comforted Dean. It was almost as if she was showing him that she was there too, that she knew it was hard and she would take the weight if she had to.
"Yeah, he's been going after close hunters. I think I know where he's going." Dean said. Jo looked at both of them before speaking.
"I'm coming with you. This is my fight too now." She stood beside them. Dean looked at her and opened her mouth to speak but Andy beat him to it, he had to admit that her words were a little harsher than his own. But it was exactly what he had wanted to say.
"Look blondie. I know you want to play hunter, and you may have even done a few gigs yourself but he came in here, and got you tied up to a post pretty fast. Now, I had three hits to the face with a metal bat, so I know I can take things a lot harder than you can. You're just going to get in the way, so you're not coming. I'll tie you right back up to that post if you try."
Jo looked offended, but Andy could care less. If she was coming off as bitchy then she really didn't care, this girl was going to get herself killed if she didn't smarten up and Andy was definitely not going to have that blood spilt on her hands. She walked out of the bar and was quickly followed by Dean who looked her over before getting into the car.
"You really strung her out." Dean finally spoke after about an hour of silence, the humming of Metallica coming through the speakers.
"It was either that or putting her in danger. I know she has this whole, hunting is in my blood thing, but the girl needs to get her head out of the clouds." Andy retorted. She looked at Dean who nodded his head in understanding. Andy continued. "Besides she only wanted to come cause she has a thing for you and the last thing we need is a lovesick kid on our hands."
Dean laughed a little bit. "Don't miss a beat do ya?"
"Not one Mr. Winchester." Andy retorted playfully. "So where do you think Sam is headed?" She asked. Her playful face changing quickly to that of a predator, which kind of freaked Dean out.
"He's going to our friend Bobby's. It's a good thing Sam doesn't know the precautions Bobby takes whenever someone comes to visit him." Dean said.
"Like what?" Andy asked.
"He puts holy water into our beers when we come over. My dad used to do the same thing. It worked great, if they're a demon you know, and they don't know what hit them. If they aren't then you pretend like everything is honky-dory." Dean said.
"Dude, did you just say honky-dory? I think I gave you too many pain killers." Andy replied with a chuckle. It was the end of the conversation and Dean appreciated the change in topics.
When Dean and Andy finally reached Bobby's house the next morning they were surprised at what they saw. It was great, Bobby had Sam tied to a chair and under a key of Solomon. Andy and Dean walked into the living room expecting the worst, but were pleased to see Bobby cleaning his rifle.
"Hey Bobby, looks like you have this under control." Dean said as he walked into the living room. Andy followed close behind, but kept her eyes on Sam.
"He's not going to go anywhere." Bobby said as he looked at her, and then to Dean.
"Sorry, I just. I'm precautious." Her green eyes caught Bobby's and they seemed to almost be having a stand off. About what confused Dean and he looked at both of them before talking.
"Bobby, this is Andy. She's been hunting with us. She's a great hunter. Better than us." Dean commented. He looked to see if there was a change in the demeanor of either people and he saw Bobby's face soften as he looked back at Andy with apologetic eyes.
"Sorry darling. I was just a little worried that the boys had brought some distressed damsel here." He stood up an walked over holding his hand out to her.
"Bobby Singer." He gave on of his Bobby smiles and Andy returned the favor. She took his hand into a shake.
"Andy."
They all stopped moving when they heard Sam or not-Sam moving in the other room. Dean walked in first and slapped Sam across the face.
"Morning sunshine." He said harshly and tossed Bobby John's journal and Bobby immediately turned to the excorsism page.
"Oh, careful Dean, don't want to bruise this fancy packaging." Sam said with a smirk.
"This won't hurt Sam but it'll certainly hurt you."Dean said as he reached over and grabbed a bucket filled with holy water and through it on Sam. Andy wrinkled her nose when she saw and heard Sam sizzle. She looked over at Bobby who was still reading the excorsizm and was almost done. Then Sam let out the most sadistic laugh Andy had ever heard, then he spoke.
"Oops. Not working is it? You see I've picked up a few tricks of my own." Sam put his head down and started to speak in Latin. Then the house shook and the key began to break. Bobby grabbed Sam's arm to see a burn on his arm.
"It's a binding link!" Bobby yelled over to Andy and Dean.
"How do we stop it?" Dean yelled and Bobby raised his hands in defeat. He didn't know. The seal broke and Bobby was thrown into a shelf of books, out for the count.
Andy was thrown into a glass shelf and hit the ground with a loud thud. Dean watched as a small pool of blood began to form around her. Dean himself was thrown into a wall and he watched Sam tear the ropes around his wrists.
He walked over to Dean and started talking. Dean was trying to scrabble back as far as possible but unfortunately he was against the wall.
"You wanna know what hell is like. Well it's kind of like.. Hell." Sam punched Dean hard and his nose began to bleed.
"Filled with brimstone and fire, and fear." Punched again. "and you put me there. My only hope was that I was going to crawl my way out and get revenge for it." He punched Dean once more and dragged him up by his short hair.
"Meg?" Dean asked half coherent.
"No, now I'm Sam." He said and the he dug his thumb into the gun shot wound on Dean's shoulder. Before Dean knew what was happening Sam was thrown off of him. Andy had kicked him right in the stomach. Sam got to his feet quickly and the two of them started fighting.
Sam eventually through Andy down again and grabbed a plank of wood and hit her over the back. The close contact was all she needed. She through her feet under Sam who hit the ground with a loud thud. Andy through herself on top of him and started throwing hard punches. She pinned his arms down at his sides and heard Bobby coming up from behind. He grabbed a hot poker and put it on top of the link and the demon expelled itself from Sam.
Andy took some deep breaths and dropped off beside Sam.
"You hit really hard Sam." Andy said. Sam just let out a loud moan when he tried standing up.
"Andy, I think you broke my leg." Hot tears started to form in his eyes.
"I know I broke your leg. You were going to beat my head in." She said and she tapped him on the chest. Dean walked over and looked at the two of them.
"Well Sammy looks like we're going to the hospital." Dean said.
"You guys can stay here until it heals. I've got two spare rooms." Bobby said.
"Thanks Bobby." Dean commented and looked at Sam. "Come on Sasquatch. So first it was your arm, now your leg. You're a mess you know that?" He gave a week smirk and grabbed Sam under the shoulder and pulled him to his feet.
"I think I'm going to stay here and help Bobby tidy up, and get the glass out from my back." Andy said with a smile. Dean nodded and silently guided Sam to the door.
"Boys. Take these." Bobby tossed them each a charm. "They ward of possession."
With a smile both Dean and Sam took the charms and headed out the door to the hospital.
A/N: All right so this allows me to go into some stuff with Bobby, which is always fun. And also create some bonding for the boys, Andy and Bobby. Tell me what you think, cause you know I love hearing it. Oh yeah Sams broken leg… don't hate me. But I couldn't resist.
