When The Past Comes Back To Haunt You.

Summary. . . . . . . . . What if the rabbit's foot wasn't the only thing taken from John's Storage unit? What if something that haunted Sam so long ago was taken also? Something with a lust for revenge, and a need to finish what he started all those years ago. An AU sequel to The Nutcracker.

Disclaimer. . . . . . . . Still only borrowing from the genius that is Kripke.

A.N. . . . . . . . . . . Two chapters in one week! Wow, I'm either feeling ill, or I'm finally back in the swing of things; here's hoping it's the latter. Peanut x

Previously. . . . . . . . . . . .

"Do what Bobby? What do we have to do to save Sam?"

Bobby took his hat off and rubbed a hand through his hair and down over his chin, sighing heavily he answered. "To save Sam, to break the bond between him and the Nutcracker. . . . . . . ." He paused and reached into the heavy duffle bag he had brought in, pulling out something that had Dean's eyes widening in shock. "To save Sam, we first have to kill him." Bobby finally ground out as he placed the portable defibrillator upon the bed next to the prone man.

"Come again?" Dean managed to get out, once the shock of Bobby's announcement had started to abate. "I could have sworn you said we'd have to kill Sam to save him. You gotta be freaking kidding me, right?" One look at the older man's features though told Dean he had heard right the first time. "No!"

"Dean!"

"I said no, Bobby. You find another way; some other spell; or ritual; or hell, even a deal, because we aint using this one."

"Don't you think I've tried, ya idyit? Don't you think when this first happened I didn't spend weeks, months, hell even years searching for a way to break this? It was pure dumb luck that I even found a way this time. Do you really think I would suggest this if I thought for even one second there would be another way?" Bobby forced his growing anger down, it would do them no good, and deep down he felt exactly the same way Dean did. He hated the thought or what he was about to do; hated the thought of what could go wrong; but it was the only way to kill this thing for sure. "Dean, I know you don't want to do this, but look how this has turned out. Do you really want to take a chance and lock this thing back up again? Or do you want Sam free from it for good?"

Dean moved over to where Sam lay, and brushed sweat soaked bangs from his eyes. His whole demeanor seemed to deflate as he looked back up to the older man, who he now considered a father to them both, his eyes brimming with wetness. "I want this over for Sam, of course I do, but I just wish there was another way. What if it goes wrong? What if it doesn't work? What if we can't bring Sam back?"

"Dean, believe me, I feel the same way, but it is the only way. We have to do this, and we have to do this now; we don't have much time left, that potion won't last much longer." Bobby noted the change as it washed over the younger man, noted the gradual set of his shoulders, and clenching of his fists. He watched as he took one last long look at his sibling, before he turned back his way.

"Okay, we do this, but I'll be the one to do it, so tell me what I need to do."

"The same descendent that created the holy water potion also created this." He took out two loaded syringes from his breast pocket, and held one out to Dean. "This one will kill Sam. His death will bring the Nutcracker back to human form, there'll be a few minutes where he'll be weak, but he'll still be able to cast his own spells, you have to find a way to prevent him from doing so. You have to understand Dean, he will be human once again; will you be okay with that? Will you be okay killing a human?" At seeing Dean reluctantly nod in agreement he added. "We need to finish this in that time Dean; I don't want to risk Sam being under any longer than that. Plus I don't think I have to tell you what will happen if he gets his strength and his powers back, so let's make sure he doesn't."

"What's the other syringe for?"

"This one will help bring Sam back, but we only have five minutes to administer it before it's rendered useless, and I can't use it if the Nutcracker's human form is still alive, that's why I brought the defibrillator. Dean, this will work."

"It has too Bobby, Sam's life depends upon it, and I won't lose him, I can't lose him."

"We won't Dean, he's a born fighter, we won't lose him. Now are you ready?" Dean looked his way and nodded once more, that steely Winchester determination strongly present once more, and emanating from every pore of his body. "What do you want to do? Look after Sam, or kill that damn thing?"

Dean took a moment to think, his mind torn two ways, he really wanted to look after Sam, but that freakin' wooden puppet had messed with his family for too long now. "I'm gonna take out this son of a bitch! I'll take out the Nutcracker; you just make sure Sammy comes back.

To Be Continued. . . . . . . . . . .

A.N. . . . . . . . . . Sorry it's so short; it's just a filler before the real action begins. Thanks as always for taking time out to read this fic, will be back soon with more. Peanut x