Chapter 34

Later that night, Sam and Ruby had a private training session with his abilities. His abilities had advanced greatly after just one night.

Sam wouldn't admit it out loud, but what he and Ruby did that night felt amazing to him. He knew it was wrong just by principal, but it made him feel powerful nonetheless.

The following day was just a constant demon summoning ritual. They decided to leave Abigail alone for a while to collect her thoughts, and so she wouldn't get in the way of the events they had planned for that day. So Sam, Dean, Bobby, and Ruby left and went to a motel.

When there, they summoned many demons with many names and sat them in a chair in Sam and Dean's room under a Devil's Trap to get information.

A lot of them gave their usual quippy banter, while some just commented on how much time Dean didn't have which he was now getting used to. Every time a demon came into his sights, a snarl would come to his face. Every demon seemed to be uglier than the last under their meat suits.

Sam demanded to know where Lilith was keeping his son, but no one gave him a straight answer so they all met their end by Ruby's knife.

Over a dozen demons, with no sleep from Sam in two days, so he was getting rather testy.

With his new found strength in his abilities he hardly knew his limits anymore. He would yell at the demons and the room would shake violently, and then he would have to take a ten minute cooling off session.

Bobby and Ruby seemed to be the only ones keeping their cool. They would chime in with a question here and there, but get denied an answer. And so, Bobby would dump large quantities of holy water on them until they screamed and blistered horribly, making the room stink of burning flesh.

It was as if every demon had been sworn to secrecy. They got nowhere out of an entire day of interrogations.

The following morning was a solemn morning indeed. Everyone awoke in the late morning, and said nothing to each other.

It was Dean's final day, and everyone knew it.

Dean sat up in his bed and looked over at Sam who in turn was looking right back at him with a sad look on his face.

"Come on Sam!" Dean said loudly, startling Sam slightly, "if this is my last day on earth I don't want it to be like this between us…so can you at least try to act like everything's okay."

Sam's eyes widened at that, "Dean, everything will be okay. You're not going to Hell…I told you this."

"Let's be serious, Sam." Dean said solemnly, "Every step we make, Lilith seems to be ten steps ahead of us. How are we supposed to kill her?"

Sam's lips curled up into a tiny smile, "Leave that to me. I'll get it done, I promised you I would."

Dean smiled with disbelief, but didn't say anything else to Sam.

Just then, there was a loud series of knocking at their door. Dean pushed the covers off of him, and stood slowly.

With a yawn, he made his way to the door and looked through the peephole. He sighed aloud, and then opened the door to reveal Ruby, looking less than amused.

"You're still sleeping?" She said with a mirthless laugh, "Get up, and get dressed. I can't believe I have to tell you this!"

Sam chuckled and then got out of bed himself.

xXx

By late afternoon, Sam and Dean were settled. After they showered and dressed, they sat in a diner for a while, whilst they ate breakfast.

When they finally got back to the motel, Ruby and Bobby were sitting on either bed waiting patiently. Sam gave them a quizzical look as he closed the door behind him.

"What's going on?" Dean asked curiously as he placed his car keys in his leather jackets' pocket.

Bobby gave Dean a mixed look, "You got eight hours on the clock kid. I was thinkin' you'd have a game plan."

"I don't really know what else we can do," Dean admitted, "I mean there are no omens anywhere, and none of the demons are talking. What else can we do?"

"How about you do a little research and not give up so easily?" Ruby snapped angrily.

"There's no need really," Dean said with a small shrug.

Ruby laughed humorlessly, "Oh really? You wanna die then, to burn in Hell? You want your nephew to be Lilith's bitch?"

Sam gave Ruby a murderous look, but she shrugged it off and continued to glare daggers at Dean.

"I never said that." Dean replied simply.

"Then what the hell are ya talkin' about?" Bobby asked curiously.

Dean sighed and then stepped closer to Bobby who was sitting on the end of Dean's bed, looking up at him in confusion.

"Believe me, I'm not really one for sitting on my ass waiting for answers to fall out of the sky, but that's exactly what's gonna happen." Dean explained vaguely with a shrug.

"What?" Ruby demanded as she stood quickly from the end of Sam's bed.

"Lilith knows tonight's my last night. She's gonna come for us. We don't have to make a move, we just gotta be ready." Dean explained.

Sam, Bobby, and Ruby stared at Dean with their mouths agape. All of them thinking that he couldn't possibly be serious, but the expression on Dean's face told them otherwise.

"You can't be serious!" Ruby finally snapped.

"As a heart-attack."

"Dean, this is the stupidest plan I've ever heard!" Sam yelled.

"If you got a better idea, I'd love to hear it." Dean challenged.

No one said anything; they all just stared at Dean as if he had lost his mind.

"I know, it's a risk but we need to take it." Dean said softly.

"Yea but…just doing nothing until Lilith knocks on the door isn't exactly a plan, Dean." Sam said a little more calmly.

As those words left his mouth, there was a loud banging as something was thrown against the door from the outside. All the heads in the room turned toward the door.

Sam walked over hesitantly to the door, and then looked through the peephole. There was nothing there.

He looked toward Dean questioningly, who was looking back at him with the same look.

"No one's there." Sam whispered.

Dean shrugged.

Sam rolled his eyes and then opened the door and saw there was a tiny package with brown wrapping sitting on the ground. Sam looked at it curiously, but bent and picked it up.

He turned toward the room and slammed the door shut behind him.

Dean walked over to Sam and took the package, flipping around in his hands as if he were examining it.

"Think they got the wrong room?" Sam asked.

Dean shook his head, "No, it's addressed to Sam and Dean."

Bobby stood from the bed and took the package from Dean and placed it on the small round table in the kitchenette area. He pulled a small box cutter knife out of his pocket and cut away the wrappings neatly.

Ruby stood from the bed quickly, and she, along with Sam and Dean crowded around Bobby to see what was in the package.

When the wrapping was off, Bobby tossed it on the ground and saw that there was a note caught in a rubber band that was wrapped around the jewelry box.

Bobby pulled the note out carefully and read it out loud,

"Sam and Dean," Bobby began with a nervous voice, "I've got Sam's slut, and his son; and soon I will have Dean. You are both cordially invited to attend a small get-together at Abigail's house tonight. P.S. Clay will be there as well, he really misses Sam. Chao, L."

Suddenly, the room began to tremble and everyone looked at Sam immediately who looked simply murderous. Dean put a supportive hand on Sam's shoulder to try and calm him down.

"I'm gonna kill her." Sam promised in a dark tone.

"Looks like you were right," Ruby said in a tiny voice, "Lilith came right at you guys."

"What's in the box?" Dean asked, ignoring Ruby's comment.

Bobby pulled away the rubber band, and then removed the black boxes' lid. His eyes widened immediately and a small gasp escaped his throat.

"Holy-" Dean began, but covered his mouth with his hand as he looked down at the contents of the box.

"Oh my God…" Sam muttered as the trembling suddenly came to a halt.

Inside the box, lay a very bloody, feminine, and slender middle finger, suggesting that it belonged to a female. It was definitely a message from Lilith.

"Whose do you think that is?" Bobby asked a little sadly.

"I don't know." Sam replied in a whisper.

Dean's head snapped in Sam's direction and pulled his hand away from his brothers' shoulder, "Wait, you said you can see people's deaths by touching them right?"

Sam looked at Dean curiously, "…yea."

"Maybe you can tell whose finger that is." Dean wondered out loud.

Sam looked disgusted, "as in you want me to touch it?"

"Come on Sammy, do it for Clay." Dean replied seriously.

"Oh man…" Sam murmured.

Sam hesitantly opened up his mind to the images he figured would soon invade his mind. He then placed his hand on the finger.

Nothing happened right away, but after a while he got incoherent flashes in his mind. He gasped every time one hit him.

Dean watched a little horrorstricken as Sam's face took on a blank expression. He knew Sam wasn't with them right now.

Flashes started coming in faster and faster till it was flash after flash like a slideshow of images assaulting Sam's mind. It wasn't painful, but very unpleasant all the same.

Sam suddenly pulled his hand away from the finger as it became clear to him. His mind was shoved into a dark place as a swelling need for revenge filled his mind. He was seeing red.

Just then, a mini-earthquake ripped through the room violently sending small knick knacks falling over and crashing to the ground. Cracks webbed their way through the old ceiling and walls.

Dean, Ruby, and Bobby almost lost their footing as they stumbled a little bit. Dean looked over at Sam and saw how furious and hateful he was. It scared Dean.

"Sammy, what is it?" Dean yelled over the sound of glass breaking and the foundation crumbling above them.

"Abigail." Sam replied simply.

The finger belonged to Abigail.

Oh man, I suck for this cliffhanger. Haha. Sorry guys.

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