Chapter 22
Several weeks later after the fiasco on Thanksgiving there hadn't been any word from John. No one seemed to know where he was or what he was up to. The beginning of December found Sam, Dean, and Harmone in New York on a witch hunt.
"Ugh, why did I decide to come to New York?" Dean shivered, jacking up the heat in the motel room.
Harmone laughed, "What's the matter Deano, too cold for you?"
Dean glared, "Don't call me that."
Sam sat on the bed watching them sadly. Sometimes, he hated being deaf. Just once he'd like to hear his brother's laugh. He also had a feeling that if he wasn't deaf then John wouldn't be so hostile to him. He shrugged, grabbing his jacket.
Dean spotted Sam and frowned. He walked over to him. Hey, you okay?
Sam nodded. Fine. I'm just taking a walk.
Dean frowned, "Sam."
"I'm…okay," Sam whispered.
Dean frowned but let Sam go. He knew that if Sam was in trouble he'd text either him or Harmone with the new phone he bought him last week. Harmone frowned, putting a hand on Dean's shoulder.
"Is he okay?"
Dean shook his head, "I think he's feeling a little left out."
"Sorry."
Dean shook his head, "No, I don't think it was anything you did. Honestly, I think everything's just really having a big effect on him especially when people are talking and he can't hear what they're saying."
~~~ADTH~~~~
Sam stuck his hands in his pocket his left hand curling tightly around his cellphone. The one Dean bought for him last week. He told Dean that he was okay but in reality, he wasn't. He was far from okay. He knew that Dean was probably getting tired of dealing with him and he just felt that it would be better if he left.
Apparently Sam wasn't looking where he was going and bumped into someone, "Sorry," he said so softly that he was sure the other person didn't hear him.
When he looked up he saw that the man was staring intently at him which he didn't like. Suddenly the man spoke and he tried to follow along to his words.
"Where's big brother? Sam Winchester all alone? Tsk, tsk."
Sam whimpered and backed up as the man flashed his black eyes, "Where you off to in such a hurry?"
Sam ran back toward the motel and pulled out his phone and texted: Dean, help. He didn't look how close the demon was as he hoped he could get back to the motel. He tripped on the edge of the sidewalk causing him to fall. This gave the demon the opening he needed. He grabbed Sam and stuck a needle in his neck as he began to struggle.
~~~ADTH~~~~
Just as Dean started to worry about Sam he got a text. His blood ran cold when he saw the text and using the GPS on his phone to track Sam, he turned to Harmone.
"Sam's in trouble. We gotta go."
Harmone didn't ask any questions. She grabbed her jacket, "Let's go."
No words were spoken as Dean drove to the location of where Sam was. Dean prayed that he would get there in time to save his brother.
~~~ADTH~~~~
"Sam, well its finally good to see you again. You've grown wonderfully."
Sam frowned as the demon came close and he tried to read his lips. He whimpered and struggled against the invisible bonds. The demon laughed.
"Try as you might you won't get free. Do you know who I am?"
After a minute of processing, Sam swallowed, "You killed my mom," he said softly.
"Yes and that was quite unfortunate. She knew better to get in my way, but in the end she couldn't do it. She was supposed to let me have you and at the last minute she changed her mind."
Sam blinked. What was he talking about? He only managed to catch a little of what he was saying and it just left him confused.
Azazel smirked, "Oh you poor boy, you don't do you?"
"Know what?"
"The truth. Your father knows, why do you think he's trying to kill you?"
Sam's eyes widened, "No."
Azazel chuckled, "Oh Sam, relax. But let me let you in on a little secret, you won't have a choice. Thanks to the demon blood you have inside you."
~~~ADTH~~~~
Dean was pissed. They found Sam's phone but no Sam.
"I'm sure he can't be far," Harmone said. "Why don't I get out and do a little sniffing around?"
Dean glanced at her. He didn't want them separating but she had a point. He pulled the car over and nodded. Harmone reached in the back on the floor where she kept her travel bag for when she shifted and jumped out of the car.
"I'll call you the minute I find something."
Dean raised an eyebrow at her and she chuckled. "Okay, so after I change back I'll call you. Scout's honor."
Dean grinned and pulled away from the curb.
~~~ADTH~~~~
Azazel got real close to Sam and nodded, "That's right Sammy boy. You have demon blood inside you. Your mother made a deal with me to save her boyfriend and in exchange I was allowed to come to her second born and drip some blood in their mouth. However, when the time came, your mother couldn't go through with it and tried to stop me."
It took a long time for Sam to piece together everything he understood which obviously wasn't a lot but he seemed to get the jest of what the demon was saying. He swallowed.
"All in good time Sam. All in good time."
~~~ADTH~~~~
Harmone followed the scent of sulfur that she found around the area where Sam's phone had been. When she found Sam he was on the floor of some house. Harmone could tell that demons had been there but weren't there now. She walked over and nuzzled Sam with her nose. Sam opened his eyes and blinked.
"Harmone."
Harmone nuzzled Sam again before leaving the room for a few minutes. She came back fully human and dressed. She pulled her cell out and dialed Dean.
"Hey, I found Sam. He doesn't appear to be hurt just really shaken. And there were demons. I could smell them, but there not here now."
"Tell me where you are and I'll meet you."
Harmone gave Dean the location and went to Sam and picked him up. You okay? You hurt?
Sam shook his head. Dean?
He's on his way to come get us.
Sam chewed his lip. He really needed to talk to Dean. If what the demon told him was true… he shook his head. Demons lie. He knew that, but what if it was telling the truth? Then that meant that the reason why dad was trying to kill him was because he was…Sam swallowed.
Harmone gently shook Sam's shoulder until he looked at her, "Dean's outside."
Sam let Harmone lead him to the car. Dean pulled Sam in his arms and looked at him.
"Are you hurt?"
Sam shook his head. He had on the look that told Dean that they needed to talk. Dean nodded.
"Let's get back to the motel first and then we talk okay?"
Sam nodded. The drive back to the motel was silent. Sam could tell that there was no music playing and Dean wasn't singing which made him frown. Dean always had music on. Why wasn't he playing any now?
When they reached the motel Sam sat on the bed and looked at Dean and swallowed audibly. Dean sat next to him and put his arm around his little brother.
"What's wrong?"
I…I know why dad hates me and it's more than my disability.
"What do you mean?"
The demon, the one who killed mom? He told me the truth. Told me that dad knows too and that's why he's trying to kill me.
"Sammy, what are you talking about?"
I have demon blood inside me.
Dean glanced at Harmone before looking back at Sam, "What?"
Sam sighed and launched into the whole story or as much of it as he had understood from the demon. When he finished Dean was in shock. He didn't know what to say nor did Harmone. This was bigger than they thought.
"I don't want to be evil," Sam cried.
"Hey, this doesn't mean you're evil or that you'll turn evil. Remember what I said? As long as I'm around nothing bad's gonna happen to you. We'll figure it out Sam. We'll figure what it all means and we'll deal with it like we always do."
But Dean this isn't something we've ever dealt with before. How do we handle this? Maybe we should just let Dad kill me. That way I don't turn into…
"Hey! Cut it out Sammy, I mean it. Everything will be fine I promise. We don't know why the Yellow Eyed Demon gave you demon blood but it doesn't matter because you could never be evil."
Sam sighed and nodded before he headed into the bathroom. Dean looked at Harmone. Harmone just shrugged.
"This is…I don't know Dean. What if he does turn?"
"He's not going to turn evil! Come on Harmone, you know Sam. We'll figure it out. Talk to Bobby and figure everything out."
Harmone sighed. She hoped so. For everyone's sake.
TBC...
