Chaos, Loyalty And Everything In Between

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Chapter 10: Case Closed

Sam quickly snatched his hand back inside the circle, the snarl chilled him to his core. The hounds still hadn't quit their desperate attempt. One would occasionally scratch near the salt, only to yelp and continue its circling.

"I swear, if this keeps up, we will be dog food." Dean was noticing how the salt was wearing thin in a few spots. They normally would keep firing, but that was out of the question. The rifles only had one bullet in them each, they wouldn't fire except if forced to.

"You son of a bitch." Leo felt such a rage, it could almost match the fiery heat of Hell. Despite trembling from anger, the rifle stayed steady. She should have known, the instincts had been screaming at her for a few months. But she hadn't listened, not wanting to shoot an innocent man, even if he was an ass. Now that mistake had led to this.

"Now, that's not nice." Nelson smirked, he had been waiting for so long. Even since the brat and her friend had shown up, he had wanted nothing more than to kill them on the spot. Zeke never held much interest for him, not like Leo. He had noticed how the woman had watched him, that's when he decided to play a game with her, a game that could only have one winner. "Now put that gun down, or your daughter won't live to see another minute."

"Reid's not answering." Morgan felt like this was a nightmare. He had been trying to call the younger agent's phone, but got the same result: voicemail. "This isn't good." Even without knowing the statistics, the outcome was looking grimmer every second. He saw Hotch look even graver than usual, and felt the vehicle pick up speed.

Zeke had a tight grip on the passenger door. He just couldn't help, but feel guilty. He knew Leo had told him about the vibe she'd gotten, and he hadn't listened. Sure, Nelson had been cold towards them, even Skylar had said the man was always unfriendly. But never hostile. He saw a tree, and a street sign letting them know they were close.

But were they close enough?

Sam and Dean watched in horror. The howls came from one of the beasts digging at the salt. Never had they seen one behave this way, normally, the invisible dogs avoided it like the plague. But, for one to dig at the barrier? It was out of character, and had them wondering.

Reid's thought was, "Who the hell wants us dead, this much?" The salt was slipping away, bit by bit. The only thing saving them right now, was how the pain caused the animal to pause. But, it wouldn't for long.

Nelson laughed as the white haired woman went sprawling across the floor. "You know, red is your color." The look he got, only furthered his want to inflict pain. "Ah, beautiful." He cooed as he was rewarded with a cry. "You know, I do wish we could continue this." He brushed her hair out of her face in a mocking gesture of concern. "But, I have more playmates waiting."

Leo glared at him. She had never felt more hatred in her life, or fear. She hadn't been expecting him to get the jump on her, when she put the rifle down. Her body burned and ached, from the beating. The blood in her hair, looked disturbingly like she had streaked it. The CSI had fought with everything she had, to end up pinned down with a knife at her throat. In her own room. Now she feared for her family, and the two strangers. "Go to Hell."

"What the hell?!" Dean shouted, hearing a high-pitched scream and a sickening snap. He jumped up, rallying the hounds to raise a hellish chorus. He was sick of waiting around, he fired his last rock salt bullet, and bolted towards the sound.

"Dean!" Sam shouted. This was by far, the most stupid thing he had seen his sibling do. But he understood, as he had been ready to do the same. He swung the rod, knocking away the Demon, so Reid could use the last of their salt to repair it.

Reid was trying so hard to not break down. His hands shook as the line was restored, this was what he could label as literally, 'a night from Hell.' The scream he had heard was Leo.

Stella felt like she couldn't move. Gabriel was now up and snarling, the fur was fully upright on his body. The gentle dog looked terrifying as he stood in front of the toddler, right between her and the danger in the room. Somehow, a Hellhound had gotten in, and was ready to attack, advancing on the two, with a battle cry all his own.

"Any last words?" Nelson asked, twirling the knife, to where it flashed in the low light. The sound that had burst from the woman's lips was by far satisfying, as he had broken her ankle to stop her struggles. "Such a desperate attempt." He raised the knife, before bringing it down in an arc towards the heart.

Leo didn't flinch as the knife came down. And she sure as hell didn't hesitate to use what little strength she had left to fight just as a gunshot rang out.

Dean had rushed into Stella's room and fired, sending the Hellhound skittering away. Gabriel's snarls had alerted the hunter, to what was happening. He fired again and again, pumping the gun continuously. He saw the frightened girl, shaking, and felt pity as he knew she probably had no clue what was happening. A growl from Gabriel, and a scraping of nails had him firing again.

Nelson had jumped from the shock of the gunshot, and the sudden assault of his victim. He flung her down and slashed with his knife, a manic grin on his face. He was congratulating himself on victory when his eyes widened with shock and jerked backwards, like a broken puppet.

Garcia and JJ both jumped when the phone rang. "Hotch!" JJ said, then stopped, listening. "Yes, Garcia's with me." She squeezed the other woman's hand when he broke the news. She felt like the wind had been knocked out of her.

Garcia felt the tears come, when she saw JJ's reaction. The overwhelming feeling of grief came up when she saw her friend sink into a chair without a word. She knew it could only be bad.

"I'm so sorry." Lewis said, as the coroner rolled the body on the gurney into the van, while he talked to the person being attended to by a medic. He hoped the event never happened again, at least not in his lifetime. He had the absolute hell scared out of him. He would not be accepting any new people on his team, not after this.

Skylar felt immense relief. He was glad the hellish case was closed, they had been greeted by a strange scene, but didn't question it. Everyone was safe, and their killer, at last, was caught. He smiled, watching what was before him.

"You should go to the hospital hard-head." Zeke said, shaking his head. Tonight was a close call, a damn close call. He was just thanking God that it was over, as he looked at the person leaning against him and placed a kiss on their cheek.

"It's OK." Leo gave her supervisor a smile. "And no way, I'm—OW!" She winced, as the medic finished disinfecting and bandaging the slice along her right cheek. It was numb, but it would hurt like hell later when the medicine wore off. She closed her eyes as the medic focused on treating her ankle, taking comfort from her best friend and little one.

"She's a fighter." Reid looked to see Morgan beside him. He offered his friend a lopsided, and tired smile. He knew Morgan, along with Gideon, had discovered a dead Nelson and Reid's cousin injured in her room. It had been a roller coaster ride, for sure. One he hoped, they wouldn't have for a long time.

Morgan smiled, glad for once, there was a happy ending. The sight of seeing Nelson on the floor, in a pool of blood and a knife sticking out of his chest, was unexpected to say the least. He had helped Leo to her feet and picked her up, when it was apparent she couldn't apply pressure to her left foot. He was glad they had been able to save their friend and his family, maybe, now, they could all sleep decently tonight with that knowledge.

Gideon smiled as he shook Lewis' hand, along with the others. It was the next morning, and it was proving to be a good morning. Dawn had come after a few hours, when the scene was fully processed, and they had just finished breakfast. "We were glad to help." He said, in response to Lewis' thanks for their help, in solving the case. He chuckled a little, seeing Leo chase Stella on crutches around the yard.

Hotch smiled, it seemed nothing slowed the young woman down, they watched mother and daughter playing and laughing as Gabriel joined in. Moments like these, were what made the job worth it, to him. To see people, have the strength and courage to pick up the pieces, and stick them back together.

Stella looked behind her and laughed as she ran back and hugged her mother tightly. When the short man had put her down, she had ran right into Leo's arms with tears streaming down her face. Tears that had been wiped away gently and stopped as she had been rocked and comforted, with hugs and kisses. She hadn't left her mother's side since and as they sat in the yard, Stella closed her eyes, wrapped in that same hug that gave her security and the feeling of being loved.

Garcia smiled, the scene was a touching one. She had been ready to cry last night, when JJ finally spoke and explained everything. She had cried, but with relief and joy, as while one life had ended, it hadn't been any of the ones she loved.

JJ couldn't imagine it. If she had been almost killed, she would still be freaking out. But, she observed that Leo, was the exact opposite. They had stopped by, to say goodbye to the CSIs and Reid on the way home, but had been invited to breakfast and she had to admire the strength of the young mother. She felt that both of them would be alright, as it seemed they possessed a lot of faith and courage. And it was refreshing, to see someone with such a strong spirit.

"Have they left yet?" Sam turned to see his brother, and smiled. They had made a narrow escape from the house. He had been certain, that he would have died last night. The Hellhounds had broken the salt, but before they reached him and Reid, a flash of white and they just vanished in thin air. The salt had also disappeared and no sign of their fight remained. Now they were watching from a little hill, facing the house. His vision had helped them save lives.

"No, not yet, why?"

Dean sighed and placed his head against a tree trunk. They had wanted to know what had happened, so he parked the Impala in the woods near the hill, and watched from their vantage point. When inspecting his baby, he had noticed something and he wasn't leaving till his beauty had her full appearance. "We're not leaving, till Rambo Barbie coughs up something. And it's not funny!"

Sam laughed, as he saw what Dean was talking about. It looked like they were getting company for the ride ahead. "You are such a jerk." He kept laughing, as it was funny to him.

"Yeah, yeah Bitch." Dean was unable to stop the slight smile that formed on his lips, as finally the BAU team and the CSIs, weary from the exhausting battle, left to go home. He looked up at the sky, it was a bright blue, and seemed to offer hope. "Let's go." The two got into the Impala and heading down, they didn't know what to expect on their new journey, but they knew one thing. Family ties ran thicker than blood, and come Hell or high water, they would be inseparable. The car was parked, the brothers got out again and went inside the house.

Two facts remained: one, was destiny wasn't done with them yet, not by a long shot. And two, there were still many secrets to come to light, but for now, they kept in the darkness as both Impala and Chevrolet pulled out of the driveway. And embarked on an adventure that none were prepared for, as uncharted territory was about to be reached, and a lot more monsters waiting for them.