A few hours later, Missouri had gone and Lorraine sat in her study trying to finish the paper work, her mind kept going back to how she was going to tell Dean about his daughters new found gift, she looked down at the paper that sat in front of her and realized that she had made another mistake, she crumpled up the piece of paper, and pulled out another form, her last one, letting out a agitated sigh, she would have to pick up some more from work before the end of the weekend, she was about to re-start on the new form when her mobile rang
"hello," she listened to the voice on the other end, "can't you get some- ok, ok, I'll see you soon," she snapped the phone shut, this was the last thing she needed, it wasn't uncommon for her to be called in on the days off when one of her patients got out of control, now not only did she have to deal with Mary's predicament, she now had to deal with her Devil obsessed patient, she picked up her bag and went searching for Dean,
"Please daddy," she heard Mary's voice, she walked into her room, Dean had an uncomfortable look on his face,
"Uh," he said spotting Lorraine "I'm sure your mum will,"
"But I want you to play," she replied, her big eyes wide with pleading,
"and I just got called in to work," she told them, a amused smile on her face, she knew he was avoiding the ineverable, never once before had he been able to talk his way out of Mary's demand
"Oh, man," Dean sighed, Mary smiled with satisfaction, as Dean sat down next to her
"Here you be this one," she said handing him a Barbie doll.
"have fun," Lorraine sang as she walked out of the room, Dean shot her a glare and Mary giggled contently, She walked down the stairs Sam was in the lounge room his trusty laptop open, Bobby was reading an old book, that looked like it was about to fall apart,
"I gotta go to work," She told them,
"You seen Dean," Sam asked looking up from the screen,
"Yeah," Lorraine smiled, "he's upstairs playing dolls," Sam and Lorraine laughed at Bobby's horrified expression,
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"What the hell happened," Lorraine rushed down the corridor of the hospital, accompanied by one of her colleagues, he was a few years older that Lorraine but they had both started working at the hospital at the same time, alternating the day and night shifts,
"The guy just went berserk," he informed her, not very well though
"Have you medicated him?"
"Yeah, Doc peters, gave him 50 mls," it was enough to knock out a horse, she spotted her boss standing outside the room,
"Thanks for coming in," he gave Lorraine a smile that sent a shiver up her spine,
"You wanna tell me what happened," she snapped,
"orderly came into give him his lunch, and he started to attack him, claiming he was trying to kill him," Lorraine noticed the small framed orderly sitting on a chair an icepack covered his eye, and his lip was bleeding, Edward had now been upgraded to dangerous,
"You ok," she asked him, he nodded his response, she could hear Edward still yelling,
"And what about the 50 mls, damn it, Allan you could of killed him,"
"Dose he sound dead to you," he pointed to the closed door,
"ok," she sighed, "you," she pointed to the security guard who stood outside the door, "come with me but keep your gun in its hoist ok, I don't need you to get excited and trigger happy ok," the security guard who name tag read Joe nodded, Lorraine opened the door slightly, she flinched back as a chair hit the door, "Eddie, it's me Lorraine can I come in," she asked soothingly, it went silent, she tried entering again, Edward had sat down on the bed, the only piece of furniture in the room that was bolted to the floor, although the mattress sat against the wall blocking the window, "hi, Eddie, this is Joe, is it alright if he comes in with me," the man eyed the other suspiciously
"He's trying to kill me," Edward whispered
"Who is," she picked up the chair and sat down in front of him
"The devil," he looked around franticly,
"Is that why your mattress is up against the window," he nodded,
"So he can't see me,"
"You hurt someone pretty badly before Eddie,"
"He was one of them," she reminded him of a scared little kid
"No, he wasn't Eddie, and I met with Mr. Johnson, he's not one of them either," suddenly Edwards's eyes turned dark and he frowned at her
"you're one of them, your eyes are just as black as the others" he spat, Lorraine looked shocked, she had had many patients before who claimed devils and demons, but never one who accurately described the black eyes, Edward lunged at Lorraine catching her off guarded, "die," he screamed as his hands encircled her throat, the grip was tight and Lorraine struggled for breath,
"Eddie, stop," she struggled to get the words out, Joe pulled at the angered man, Allen and two other men rushed into the room, they managed to finally pull him off, she heard the crack of his skull as they threw him onto the bed frame and tried to strap him down, Edwards screams reverberated in her ears, Lorraine coughed her hands gently rubbed her tender and swollen throat as she tried to take quick shallow breaths.
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"Lorraine, can I see you in my office please," Allen popped his head out of the door as she walked past,
"I really need to get home, can it wait till tomorrow," it was already starting to get dark, she had just finished giving her statement to the police, as a standard procedure, that whenever an attack happened the police had to be notified and statements made, she hated doing it, because she knew how disturbed these people were and half the time they weren't in their right minds, and it was a waste of time, because there was nothing the police could actually do anyway,
"it won't take long," he walked back into his office, Lorraine glanced at the exit, she was so close, she sighed frustratingly then entered the room, "shut the door," Lorraine did as she was told, Allen opened one of his desk draws and pulled out a bottle of scotch and two glasses,
"Drink,"
"no thanks," Lorraine replied firmly, he poured to two glasses anyway, then stood up and walked to Lorraine giving her one of them, she took the glass but just held it, he stood close enough to her that it made her uncomfortable,
"So how are things at home," he looked her up and down, she could smell the alcohol on his breath, and Lorraine knew that this wasn't his first drink tonight,
"There fine Allen, and I should really get going," she turned to walk out and he grabbed the top of her arm,
"surely, you must get lonely," he ran a figure down her face, "that man of yours away all the time," it wasn't the first time that Allen had shown interest in Lorraine but it usually didn't go any further than the odd undressing with his eyes.
"Allen your drunk, let go off me," her boss chuckled, as he drowned the glass contents then put it on the desk, he put a hand on Lorraine's waist and pulled her to him, Lorraine threw her drink in his face,
"you like it rough do you," He slapped her, then grabbing her upper arms pushed her over to the desk, forcing her onto it, Lorraine nearly gagged from the stench of the alcohol on his breath,
"Allen, Stop," she cried out, he let go of her arms to fumble with his belt buckle, then Lorraine swung at him, her fist connected with his check, he was so drunk that he stumbled back from the force, he looked up at her shock and anger on his face, she had reached the door and had already junked it open "you better find another job, missy,"
"Shove it up your ass, bastard," Lorraine walked out of the room, her check stung where he had slapped her and she rubbed it gently.
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"I'm back," Lorraine called out as she walked through the front door, three empty Pizza boxes sat on the lounge room table, and she could hear the three men chattering in the kitchen,
"there's some pizza in the fridge for you," Sam called out, Lorraine walked straight into the downstairs bathroom, her lip and cheek had swollen, and the marks around her throat stood out like a neon light, she splashed her face with water, then exited the room,
"Hey, how'd it go," Dean stood up, and rushed to her when he saw her, "what the hell happened,"
"I'm fine, it's nothing," Lorraine replied, as she filled the kettle,
"I kept telling you that job was dangerous," he growled,
"Oh, yes and yours is just a walk in the park," Lorraine retaliated, "but you don't have to worry anymore I got fired tonight," Dean held the icepack out to her, "I said I'm fine, just leave it alone, ok," Bobby and Sam looked at her with concern on their faces not sure whether to say anything, Lorraine stormed out of the room,
"Hey," Dean yelled after her, "don't you walk away from me, don't you dare come home covered in bruises and not tell me what happened,"
"A patient got a little out of control, ok that's it," Lorraine snapped, stopping halfway up the stairs to turn back
"And they fired you for that,"
"No," she didn't want to tell him about Allen,
"Then why,"
"What's the big deal, you don't want me working there anyway," she continued up the stairs and walked in to the bedroom, slamming the door behind her, she started to undress ready for a shower, when Dean pushed open the door,
"You ok," he said his voice calmer, she walked over to him, and placed her hands on his waist, he gently rubbed his thumb over the bruises on her neck,
"I'll be fine," she smiled then kissed him. "ok, one of the patients thought I was a threat to him, it's not uncommon, usually I can get out of the way but he caught me off guard he said my eyes where as black as the others," he took a step backwards, Lorraine noticed the sudden movement and frowned, "do you really think I would tell you that, if I was possessed,"
"Fair enough, continue," he replied
"they have them so doped up in there half the time they can't tell the difference between reality, and fantasy, but he said black eyes, not red eyes or glowing eyes, like all the others, black," she stepped towards him, Dean took another step back, "will you stop that, I'm not possessed,"
"Sorry, I'll make go make you a cuppa" he said as he left the room.
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Lorraine stepped out of the shower; and for some unexplainable reason, she had a sudden urge to turn on the T.V
"-when a resident of the Cedaloo Psychiatric Hospital, killed the director of the building, Allen Peters," Lorraine stared at the screen in shock, "local authorities say that Edwards Jacobs, who attacked two staff members earlier in the night, was found standing over the body and when police tried to arrest him, he became violent, attacking two officers before being gunned down, now the weather for-" Lorraine turned the T.V off and sat down on the bed, She couldn't believe Eddie could have done it, when she had left him, the sedation had finally set in and he was strapped to the bed, there was no way he could have gotten out of his room alone, she finished getting dressed in a baggy turtleneck jumper and track pants, when her phone rang, she picked it up, "hello, yeah I just saw it on the news, why didn't anyone call me sooner," she listened to the callers reply, "ok, give me half an hour, I'll see you then" she hung up the phone, then there was a knock on the door,
"Come in," she called out, Bobby entered holding a cup of coffee, he handed it to her, she took a sip, and noticed he was staring at her with apprehension,
"It looks worse than it is, and there's holy water in the coffee isn't there," he gave her an apologetic look, she took a bigger sip, "satisfied, all it did was burn my throat,"
"Just being cautious, Lorraine you know the drill," he said
"yeah, I know," she placed the cup on it n the bedside table, "I better get Mary into bed, then I'm going to head back to work, they found my boss, he had been murdered"
"One of the patients," Bobby asked
"That what they reckon, but I don't know I think there's more to it,"
"What demons,"
"Afraid so,"
"Do you want one of us to go with you?"
"I don't know, the cops are there now, they just need to ask me a few questions about what happened today because apparently my three page statement just wasn't clear enough,"
"Alright, well let me know,"
"I will, thanks," she said as she walked out of the room and down the hallway, She enjoyed having Bobby there he was like a father to her, Lorraine found the girl sitting on the bed, wide eyed and shaking,
"Mary, what's wrong," she ran to her, and Mary threw her arms around her mother and started to sob, she pointed to the cupboard, "what, what is it," Lorraine turned around the little girl still hanging on to her, a chair sat in front of it, a line of salt lay across the floor, she would have laughed if Mary wasn't so distraught,
"Who did that?"
"I did, like daddy did when he was scared," she whispered
"Did you see a rat in there, baby,"
"No, there's a man," Lorraine gasped in shock,
"Have you seen him," Mary shook her head, "then how did you know he's in there,"
"I heard him," her voice still hushed,
"Is he in there now," Mary shook her head,
"He said he'll be back when it's time, I don't like him mummy he scares me"
"Time for what," the girl looked stupefied "time for what Mary," Lorraine repeated a little too harshly
"I don't know," she cried again, Lorraine bundled her in her arms, and carried her out of the room,
"shhh, it's ok, everything will be fine," She carried her into her own room, and laid down next to her on the bed, stroking her hair, "try and get some sleep ok," the little girl nodded, and closed her eyes, half an hour later the steady raising and falling of her little chest told Lorraine she was finally asleep, she got up carefully and crept out of the room, the men where in the kitchen, Lorraine walked in
"You off to work now," Bobby asked
"Why do you have to go into work," Dean asked "I thought you were fired"
"Guys, I think we have a problem," three pairs of eyes all turned to her, "Mary thinks there's something in her closet,"
"What do you mean?"
"she said she that there was a man in her closet talking to her," the men rushed out of the room, Sam grabbed the duffel bag from the counter as he ran past it, Lorraine followed them up the stairs and into the room, all four of them stood in semi-circle in front of the closet
"Who set that up," Dean asked indicating the chair and salt,
"Mary did,"
"that's my girl," Dean gave a small proud smile, then Dean, Sam and Bobby pulled out there guns, pointing them towards the closet, Dean flicked his head towards the closet "Sam move the chair" Sam walked cautiously towards it, gun in one hand pointed at the door the other reached out removed the chair and slowly reached out to turn the handle, pulling the door open quickly, sighs of relief sounded though the room at the empty closet, Sam pulled the EMF reader out of the duffel bag and swiped it though out the closet
"Anything," Dean asked impatiently, Sam ignored him, and finished sweeping the small room,
"No, nothing,"
"You sure it wasn't her imagination," Bobby asked,
"You didn't see how scared she was," Lorraine defended her daughter,
"I thought she knew to tell us this sort of thing, we taught her what to look out for,"
"Yeah, but we hadn't got round to voices in the closet 101," Dean shoot her an annoyed glance then walked out of the room, "hey where are you going,"
"I need to get something out of the car,"
"What your gonna get Mary a gun," Sam ridiculed
"What?" Lorraine replied, "no way, you're giving her a gun,"
"Of course I'm not going to give her a gun," Dean snapped back as he stomped down the stairs, Sam followed after him,
"Dean Wait, where are you going," there was a large crash from upstairs the two brothers stopped and stared at the ceiling,
"Mummy" they heard Mary's terrifying wail, they rushed back up the stairs
"Nooooooo," Lorraine screamed, the boys ran into the bedroom, Lorraine was engulfed in Bobby's big strong arms, Mary sat on the bed crying, the closet door stood open and smashed from the impact from hitting the walls, Dean and Sam drew their guns looking around the room, unable to identify the threat
"Boy's" Bobby's big voice boomed, "Mary's possessed,"
They looked at Bobby then at Mary; her crying had turned into sinister laughter,
"Daadddeeee," Mary eyes flashed black, if it wasn't for Bobby's strong grip Lorraine may have collapsed, Bobby dragged her out of the room, "Lorraine, it's going to be alright we'll get it out of her ok," Bobby assured her
"Lorraine stay here alright," Bobby satisfied with the slight nod, took off to the spare room, which he currently occupied
"Well, well, well, Dean Winchester, a daddy, congratulations, you should have told me, we could have celebrated,"
"Shut up," Dean snapped
"Oh, daddy," her voice was sweet yet disturbing,
"Shut up," he snapped again, Mary let out a viscous laugh that didn't even sound like it was coming from the little girl
"What do you want," Sam asked it
"I wanna play," it replied in Mary's voice again, Bobby had re-entered the room a large container of salt in his hands
"Trap it in" Dean told him,
"Oh, come on, I promise I'll play nice," it replied, as Bobby proceeded to circle the bed with a line of salt,
"now be a good girl and go back to bed," Dean said as they walked out the room shutting the door on the sinister laughing, Lorraine sat on the floor her arms wrapped around her legs, rocking back and forth, Dean bent down and swooped her up in his arms, she was still to shocked to protest, he carried her down the stairs and laid her on the lounge, she curled up and Dean placed a hand on her head stroking her hair, "I Want you to stay down here,"
"No," Lorraine sat up, Mary's cries of mummy floated down the stairs
"Lorraine you don't need to deal with this," he told her
"Like hell I don't that is still my daughter up there," Lorraine stood up she was now shaking with anger
"There's nothing you can do anyway," Dean yelled back
"I knew I should never had let you back into our lives, this wouldn't be happing now, if you had just stayed away," Lorraine fumed
"guy's, come on," Sam stood between them, Dean and Lorraine stood glaring at each other, "fighting with each other isn't going to help," Lorraine started out of the room,
"Where are you going," Dean asked after her, Lorraine ignored him, "Bobby stop her," Bobby wasn't sure what to do, but he grabbed Lorraine's arm, causing her to spin and face him, he saw the anger in her eyes,
"I swear Bobby, if you don't let go of me," Bobby loosened his grip and she shrugged away from him,
"Where are you going," Dean repeated his question,
"To sit with my daughter, I'm not leaving her up there alone" she said starting to climb the stairs
"Lorraine wait," Dean protested
"Fuck off," She called back, and Dean headed out the front the door slamming it after him
"Bobby go with her," Bobby nodded and followed after Lorraine, Sam let out a sigh of frustration then followed after his brother, but the time he caught up with Dean he had the boot of the car open and was rummaging thought the contents, "Dean what are you doing,"
"I don't know Sam," He replied placing his hands on the top of the open boot lid,
"Well you need to calm down," Sam whispered, noticing the neighbors who where watering their lawns,
"Calm down? Some son of a bitch has possessed my daughter," he slammed the boot lid shut and cursed out loudly
"Dean the neighbors are watching,"
"Screw the neighbors, that's right screw the neighbors," he yelled turning in a full circle, arms stretched out wide, the neighbors went back to what they were doing, a few ran back into the safety of their houses,
"That's nice Dean,"
"Bite me Sam," Dean retaliated
"Look we all love that little girl, but we need to treat this like any other possession,"
"it's not like we can go up and start knocking it around, and douse it with holy water," Dean said, "it's still my daughter,"
"And my niece," Sam added, "it said it wanted to play, so let's go play,"