Espesial thanks to my wonderful Beta, Supernaturaldh.
Last chapters: Sam and Dean hunt a creature which they can find no record of in the sources that they research. As part of their research they meet two girls who are from another country. With their knowledge they come to understand the creature's name is Aal and she looks like a woman with blond hair. The girls' grand grand father has captured this Aal, which kills woman by cutting out their liver, but then Aal promises to protect his daughters for seven generation if he doesn't kill her, and he frees her but keeps her hair. The girls' grand mother tries to protect the hair from missing by using the hair to craft a carpet and always tells her grand daughters that the carpet brings them luck. When they bring the carpet to U.S Aal comes to us and begins to hunt.
Sam has an encounter with the creature and, he becomes sick. Meanwhile Dean tries to destroy the monster by burning her hair, the source of her power. But it doesn't work and the creature gets back her hair, Sam gets sicker. The creature is more powerful now and the girls are helping Sam and Dean to find a way to kill the creature.
oo0oo
Sam and Dean left the hospital after Sam was discharged and Dean got his medication. Sam has said he didn't need the meds, but Dean wasn't so sure. Dean thought Sam was sicker than he wanted to admit. He was still pale and had dark circles around his eyes.
Sam and Dean were in Impala driving to Mary and Ann's house. Dean cast a brief glance at Sam, he was frowning; his right hand was on his forehead rubbing it.
"Are you ok?" Dean said looking at the road.
"I would be better if Al didn't have back her hair so easily."
"How was I supposed to know fire doesn't work on that bitch?" Dean tried to sound innocent.
"Research Dean, that's what it's for." Sam said abruptly.
"You would do the same thing; we always salt and burn the objects which are related to evil things." No matter how much it was Dean's fault, he would never admit it to Sam.
Sam just shook his head annoyed. Arguing with Dean was not getting him anywhere especially when he had a headache which was getting steadily worse by the moment.
oo0oo
They arrived to Mary and Ann's house around noon. When Mary opened the door, a good smell hit Dean's nose.
"Ummm…that smells delicious." Dean said rubbing his stomach.
"It's just Ann cooking up something in the kitchen." Mary said with a smile. "Come in."
"I'm sure Dean doesn't care what it is as long as it's greasy and has red meat in it." Sam told Mary.
Ann came out of kitchen. "I hope you're hungry."
"No, thanks…." Sam began to say.
"Hungry? I'm starving… I need a serious refueling." Dean interrupted him, already moving toward the kitchen.
oo0oo
"This is delicious…. (Chewing food)…. I haven't eaten anything like this in years."
Unlike Dean, Sam didn't like it a bit. The smell made him feel sick. He was hungry, but no matter how he tried he couldn't even taste it.
"Sam, why don't you eat? Is it that bad you can't even have a bite." Ann hated to see that Sam didn't seem to like her cooking.
"No, no it's delicious.... it's just me, I'm not that hungry." Sam said hastily.
It was so obvious he was lying to her. "I can get you something from the refrigerator if you…….."
"No thanks, I'm just not hungry." Even thinking about eating made him feel like throwing up.
"At least take your medicine." Dean told Sam.
Dean was worried about Sam, but Sam had never had an appetite like Dean.
Sam took his medication as well as two Tylenol for his headache.
oo0oo
After lunch they started to work on the sources Ann's friend had sent her from a library. It was mostly copies of book pages in Persian. Ann helped Sam and translated the words for him. Mary helped Dean.
They were working hard to find a way to kill Aal. They read and studied page after page. They went through encyclopedias, folklore, and mythology books.
"Look here Sam, it says Als are scared of iron and black animals attract them, they could be mostly found with black dogs, ships, horses or cows." Ann read from a page. "It says some people tried to enslave them in iron cages to make them use their powers and keep other evil forces away, but they all died after a few days."
"So iron not only keeps them away, it also can kill them." Looks like we're getting somewhere, he thought.
Sam took a deep breath. He felt as if he was suffocating and there wasn't enough oxygen in the air. And if it wasn't enough, whenever he opened his mouth to talk he felt nauseous. But they had more important things to do right now. They had to kill Al before she had a chance to kill anybody else tonight.
"Dean! Did you understand anything else?"
"I think we should take her down with an iron bullet. Right?" Dean answered.
"I think I have a better idea." Sam said.
"What?"
"We should trap her first."
oo0oo
After Sam explained his plan to them, Dean left to get some supplies and some animal black skin. They had learned that people has used black skin or fur and young girls as a bait for them for years.
Sam stayed with girls.
Dean knew Sam still didn't feel good. He made him stay and rest. He hoped Sam got better soon.
Dean came back a few hours later with some heavy iron chain and bullets.
"Where is Sam? Is he ok?" Dean asked when he didn't see Sam any where in sight.
"He said he was ok," Mary answered. "But he didn't seem very well. He's up stairs resting."
Dean went up stairs to check on Sam. Sam was sleeping on a king size bed, His back was toward Dean. He had heavy blanket on him, but the room wasn't cold. Not a good sign. The older brother sat on the edge of the bed. Sam's face was coated with sweet. Dean touched his forehead with back of his hand. He was definitely running a fever. What is going on with you little brother?
Sam woke up with the touch. He pushed back Dean's hand away and rolled to his back, "I'm fine."
To prove himself wrong he shivered under the blanket.
"Yeah, I can see that?"
"Did you get what we needed?" Sam started to sit up.
"Don't change the subject. What is wrong with you?"
"Nothing…" Sam said abruptly then he continued defeated in a low voice, "…. I guess I'm just coming down with something, don't worry I'll be fine."
"It's time for your medicine. Do you want some Tylenol as well?"
"Yeah, thanks."
Dean came back to the room with a glass of water and Sam's medication. He sat on the edge of bed and handed 4 pills and a glass of water to Sam.
Sam took all of them together and drank half of the water Dean had given him.
"You should rest. I'll take the bastard out by myself tonight."
"No way. I'm coming with you. I can't leave you with this tricky bastard, you're gonna screw things up again."
"I won't screw up, and you're sick. I can't take you with me, you can't help."
"I just feel a little under the weather and you need me." Sam insisted.
Dean raked his fingers through his hair with a sigh. "Ok, tell you what. I bring you some soup if you eat it all you can come with me."
"Ok." Sam said reluctantly.
"And if you manage to get hurt, I kill you nice and slow. Ok?"
"Whatever."
"I mean it Sam." Dean said seriously.
"Ok. Happy now?"
Nothing about it could make Dean feel worse.
oo0oo
After Sam ate a bowl of soup miserably and unwillingly, they waited for darkness.
Sam was feeling better, but he knew it was just the effect of Tylenol. Dean and Mary were sitting at the table in the dining room. Dean was preparing the guns that they needed for tonight. He was cleaning them and Mary was helping him.
"So which one is my gun?" Mary asked looking at the guns on the table.
"What? No, no, you're not coming with us. We can't take care of you when we're hunting. It's dangerous, for you and us." Dean started to load a gun.
"You need us. Al won't show up if you don't have bait." Mary argued.
"We have enough black skin." Dean said cockily.
"It won't work; if we come we have better chance to capture it. I read it in one of the books myself. Besides it was our grand father who screwed things in first place. If he had killed the Al none of this would have happened."
"You are not coming."
"We are." Mary said stubbornly.
"No, you aren't." Dean repeated. If this girl was stubborn, he was more stubborn.
"Yes!"
"No!"
"YES."
oo0oo
Ann sat o the couch that Sam was sitting on and offered Sam a glass of something almost transparent.
They could here Dean and Mary arguing in the dining room.
"It helps your appetite. I always drink it when I lose my appetite." Ann said as she gave the glass to Sam.
Sam took it. It smelled very good, like the scent of a flower.
"It smells so good."
"It's made of Narang tree blooms. It's so useful for body."
Sam took a sip. It tasted good too.
"Our city is famous for its Narang trees. The smells of its blooms makes you crazy in spring, like….. like you're drunk." Ann said. It was obvious she missed her home so much.
"You like your home, don't you?" Sam said with a smile.
"I love it." Ann said sadly.
"So why are you here?" Sam was curious.
"My parents wanted me to come here."
"Why did you come, if you didn't want to?"
"If there is something I've learned in my life, it's you can't fight your family. It only brings more pain for your family and you." Ann paused and sighed then continued, "You think you're right, and you really are. But you just can't fight and prove yourself right, it won't work." Ann remembered how much her family didn't care about what she wanted, how useless her arguing, begging and fighting with her family was. He remembered how she just stopped fighting at a point when he realized it was useless. And just did what they wanted.
She was right. Sam remembered his dream about a normal life and how it turned out to be a tragedy for him. Maybe he shouldn't have dreamed about it without his father's approval. Maybe then his father wouldn't die thinking that he hated him. Maybe he would have the chance to show his father how much he really loved him.
"How about you? Helping people must be something you're proud of." Ann asked.
"I'm not proud of myself." Sam whispered.
"You should be." Ann said immediately, "I don't know what t is that bugs you, but you are a hero. How many people put their lives in danger to save other's without any expectations? …….Don't blame every thing on yourself."
Sam looked at her; now that she was close enough Sam could see how beautiful and innocent she looked. She has very long beautiful eyelashes. Her eyes were sparkling with something like compassion and wisdom. She couldn't be more than 22, but she talked like she had so many experiences with life, like she knew everything about life.
"You're one of those girls who can make any man in the world happy." Sam said.
She smiled shyly.
"Ok, but you do what ever I tell you to do." Dean shouted from dining room.
TBC
NEXT CHAPTER: The big hunt and Dean has to make a difficult decision about Sam's life.