A/N: Action chapter! There's demon killing and some good old angst. The end of the chapter was my way of trying to lighten up the dark mood that the chapter vaguely took. And the next chapter will be centered around Episode 20: The Rapture. So yay for some Jimmy! Hope you enjoy. Please review :)

Chapter 6: Lockdown

It wasn't easy for the group. The demons wouldn't let them even set foot in Harmont. Four of them were on the sidewalk of the main street with shotguns. They knew someone would be coming…

Dean had to do some aggressive driving just to get in and past the four. Once in, they all scrambled out of the car. Sam had Ruby's knife and took out two demons quickly. Ashley fought off another as the knife was tossed to Dean for the fourth demon.

"Dean!" Ashley shouted in a strangled voice. The demon had her pinned down, the shotgun held against her throat to cut off her airway.

He tossed the knife to Tori who quickly expelled the demon with the blade. Ashley let out a breath of relief as Sam helped her to her feet. "You okay?" She nodded in response to the younger Winchester's question.

"We should split up and look for anyone who's not possessed," Dean instructed, taking charge of the situation. "Ashley, go with Sam. Tori, with me."

The girls nodded and Tori held up the knife. "Who gets this?"

"Keep it," Sam told her. "You and Dean need it." Dean shot Sam a glare before he nudged Tori towards the car.

Ashley grabbed her backpack with supplies as Sam pulled his from the trunk. "Be careful," she warned Tori and Dean before the group separated.

Sam and Ashley cautiously made their way down one of the side streets. She had out her black nine millimeter handgun with a clip of salt rounds at the ready. She kept looking around in case a demon popped out at them. But there was an unstable feeling lingering. Why did Sam tell Tori to keep the knife? Does he know an exorcism off the top of his head? It was bothering her.

Ashley looked at Sam out of the corner of her eye. He had his shotgun at the ready, and seemed calm. With a sigh, she asked, "Seeing anything?"

"No. It's almost too quiet…"

"Don't friggin' jinx us, Sam," she mumbled.

Sure enough, someone left a house a few feet in front of them. The two ducked down behind a red sedan before they could be seen.

"Tall one, take a peek," Ashley whispered. Sam glared at her for a moment before inching up to look at the person. "Well?"

"Demon. I'll get it."

"What?"

He gave her a stern look. "Trust me."

With a huff, she nodded and kept her gun at the ready as Sam sidestepped around the corner of the car. Ashley poked her head around the opposite corner to see Sam holding up a hand. When she looked at the demon, they dropped to the ground in a heap. Ashley sprung to her feet. "What the hell?"

"Ash, look…"

She held up a finger. "Don't wanna hear it. The demon's gone and you can explain after all this." Sam swallowed, nodding. "C'mon."

Tori spun around, wedging the knife into the demon's chest and yanking it out. It seemed like every building they went into had about two demons hiding inside. She saw more demons in total today compared to her entire life.

She looked to Dean, who was wiping his bloody lip. The demons weren't fighting nicely with them. She herself had a cut on her forehead from having her head knocked into a wall. It wasn't bleeding badly so she shrugged it off.

"There's way too many for us to deal with," she admitted.

He gave a reluctant nod. "Let's work our way back to the Impala. Call Ash or Sam and tell 'em to meet us."

"Alright." Tori pulled her cell phone from her pocket as she leaned against the wall. Dealing with so many demons sapped her strength, but she had to go on. She dialed Ashley's speed dial number and waited for her to pick up.

"Great timing!" Ashley barked.

"What's wrong?" Tori knew when she was mad, and frankly, Ash sounded pissed.

There was a grumble and huff from Ashley before she said, "I don't even know. Sam's killing demons without touching them. I need to talk to Dean. Now."

Tori frowned. She remembered while the demon blood was in her system, Sam was thinking something about demons. About killing them with his power. It was all making sense now. "Uh, no can do. He's busy." Sam told her Dean didn't know. Maybe he didn't know Sam could do that…

"When he's not busy, tell him to call me. Not Sam, me."

"Meet us back at the Impala. We can't do much more here." Tori heard a grumble and the beeping sound of the call being dropped. She turned, putting her phone away. "Ash is pissed. Fair warning."

Dean adjusted his backpack that was hanging off one shoulder and asked, "Why?"

"Something with Sam."

He groaned. "Let's go. Don't want them clawing each other's eyes out."

Sam saw the two making their way back over to the car. He was leaning against the back of it and said, "Ash is in the car."

"Why? Something happen?" Dean asked while unlocking the trunk. Tori circled around to where Ashley was and knelt down to talk to her.

"I had to kill a demon and she freaked."

"You mean, with your mojo?"

"Yeah," Sam gave a chuckle as he spoke. "She tossed holy water on me." He noticed Dean look at him, slightly surprised.

Dean shrugged, slamming the trunk shut once his backpack was in. "Which would explain why your jacket's missing." He smirked a little. "Didn't she hit you?"

Sam glared at his older brother. He huffed and asked, "So what do we do?"

"We get out of dodge, that's what," Tori told them as she stood up, approaching them with a stern look.

The brothers exchanged curious looks. "And why's that?" Dean asked.

She crossed her arms, her expression softening. "We can't deal with all of the demons. Not without hurting the host bodies, I mean. I say…we go and leave it to the angels."

"And Ash?" Sam questioned.

"Let Cas and his buddies deal with this one!" They heard Ashley shout from the back seat of the Impala. She sounded less than amused.

Rolling his eyes, Sam huffed angrily. "Fine. Let's just leave all these innocent people."

Tori sighed. "It's not like that Sam. Dean?"

He looked at her, then Sam. "I gotta agree. We're useless Sammy."

Sam grumbled and shook his head as he moved past them to the passenger seat of the Impala.

It had been two hours since they got back from Harmont. Ashley was rearranging her backpack with an angered look on her face. Tori was in the next room over with Sam and Dean. I can't believe we left. The angels… I hope Harmont's okay. She wasn't one to leave people behind or not help out, so it took a lot for her to want to leave.

Then again, the whole thing with Sam pushed that along. She needed to think about it. What she saw, about what he did. Both him and Tori…

"They were special children to Azazel," a voice said.

She looked over her shoulder to see Castiel looking out the motel room window. Ashley threw down the shirt she was in the process of folding. "Seriously! I don't care, Cas."

He glanced back at her with interest. "You seem as if you do."

"Well guess what? I don't." Ashley rolled her eyes at the angel. "So, how's Harmont?"

Castiel turned around, the usual serious expression upon his face. "It was taken care of."

With a frown, Ashley asked, "But is everyone okay?"

There was a pause and the angel nodded. "Other than the casualties that occurred when the four of you arrived."

She let out a breath. "That's awesome." Smiling, Ashley walked over and hugged him. He froze and she let go, glancing at the floor. Awkward. "Sorry."

"It's…fine." He gave a slight smile before disappearing."