Authors Note: I'm hoping only two more chapters too go maybe three but you know as well as I do that stories sometimes take a life of there own. So let's make ourselves a goal to whip this into shape in only three chapters. That sounds like a hefty goal but I'll try. Lyrics for this chapter and 1-5 are by Daughtry. Thanx Charity
Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from,
I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
These places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.
Scratch what he said earlier. This is the worst day in the history of worst days he has ever seen in his entire life. Sam sat watching with fear as his dad (yes his own father) aimed a gun directly at his head. He knows he's not the best son in the world and he does tend to tick his father off from time to time but he doesn't quite remember him being such a pain in the ass that his dad would threaten to dismantle him from existence.
"De-Dean what's going on?" Sam stuttered out inching further up the bed trying to sit up better to position himself.
Sam quickly stopped his movements and questioning when the gun cocked back and he could he see his dad tensing on the trigger. He's not sure per say but he's pretty damn sure on instinct that Devin has something to do with it. And doesn't that make this day suck even more.
Dean felt all the air leave his lungs as his heart sped up it's frantic beating. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was like this was all a nightmare he would soon awaken from. His dad was aiming a gun at his baby brother's head. Just the idea of it was ludicrous. He knows it was from the anger spell but it didn't make it any easier to bare.
"Dad," Dean said in a calming voice effectively stepping in the way of the gun. "Remember you're under the influence of the anger spell." Dean tried to reason to bring his dad into light. He knows that his dad fought off the effects before and he sure as hell hoped he do it again.
"You know as well as I do Dean that this is for the best." John said coldly his finger tensing on the trigger.
Dean knows to just let the comments fly through one ear and out the other but it's hard to ignore when it's his brother the harsh words are aimed at. How can someone even think about his brother that way? It makes it all the more easier to focus all his anger on Devin. When he finds his skinny ass there isn't any easy route. No this time he'll be sure that the kid is dead before he leaves.
Dean sighed as he closed his eyes he couldn't even imagine what the effect of the words are having on Sam. Sam? Shit! Of course your own dad aiming a gun at your head has to freak you out.
Dean turned a millimeter to meet Sam's terrified eyes to verify that he was at least holding it together…somewhat. He silently told him that he would explain all of this later cause god knows he had some explaining to do. "Dad it's just the anger spell snap out of it!"
John laughed a cold bitter laugh as his finger tightened on the trigger. "Your about as crazy as the screw-up behind you." John said with malice. "If I need to dismantle you first then I will." John smiled as he fired.
Sam felt as if his head was spinning. Anger spell? It seems as if he wasn't the only one keeping secrets. Everything seemed to be clicking into place as time went by. Devin's been keeping busy when they were gone I suppose. From what he can gather his dad is under an anger spell and it's set so he's angry at him. Thus the gun aimed at his head.
He's sitting watching silently as Dean tries to reason with his dad but he knows enough about anger spells that when the person affected by one is tripped enough to do bodily harm that it's usually a lost cause with breaking them out with talk. Damn that Devin. He thinks bitterly as he thinks back to all the evil things he did to him over the years. As if almost getting him killed by a werewolf wasn't enough. Now the idiot gets caught in some black magic and wants to kill him again.
What he can't understand is Devin would have to of have accumulated a possession of his and his dad's. While he has a few of his own he knows his dad has very little. So how did the little sneak do it? And when? He shivers at the possibility of Devin having any contact with him since there last meeting.
"Dad it's just the anger spell snap out of it!"
Sam's head snapped up at Dean's voice. His brother was begging he could hear it in the tone of his voice. He knew it was all for naught though. If his dad was this far gone then he wouldn't stop till he completed his goal. Sam shifted on the bed so Dean wasn't directly facing the gun and John had a better firing range on him. It would end it all at least. He's pretty sure the anger spell would break once the one effected get's what he wants. Whether it's him dead or just injured.
"Your about as crazy as the screw-up behind you."
The words hurt like hell but Sam's used to blocking them out. He knows his dad doesn't mean them but it still doesn't mean they don't hurt.
"If I need to dismantle you first then I will." Sam watched in terror as his dad pressed on the trigger he yelled out for Dean but everything was a blur. He felt a pain blossoming in his left shoulder and he heard Dean give a pained grunt. He looked through hazy eyes trying to decipher it all but everything was spinning out of control.
He blinked his eyes rapidly looking for his brother but all he saw was red and an evil face glaring down at him. Devin. This was his vision. Sam thought. It may not have been Devin directly but it was still Devin in the form of his dad. That sneaky bastard!
Looking around for his brother or his dad he succumbed to the pain as he fell back onto the mattress. This day was the worst day ever.
Ok this was sort of a cliffy but not as bad right? So we now know that Devin is a coward and had John do his bidding. But what happened to Sam and Dean? What will John do after the effects of the anger spell ware off? Is Devin sitting in his apartment having a good chuckle? We'll soon find out. I promise Devin we'll get his don't worry. Feedback is appreciated. Thanx Charity