Dean walked across the room and looked suspiciously at everything trying to find the…the…well he was trying to find it.

"No! It's not real!" Elizabeth screamed, Dean twisted around to see her eyes glazed over and terror drowning her features. The iron rod and gun now lay useless on the floor a few feet from her. He was on the opposite end but still started running to her gun at the ready. Sam stood by the stairs and started jogging forward as well his face full of concern.

"DEAN!" She screamed falling to the ground with tears pouring down her cheeks. She stared at him with unseeing eyes as she doubled over coughing on nothing.

"I'm right here!" He called only a few feet away now. Before Dan could reach her he was thrown across the room, smacking into a cement wall with a crack. The world faded into nothing before lighting again. He was no longer in the building but in a small brick room. On the opposite wall two figures were chained to the wall.

"Choose Dean." A familiar voice commanded, as a low light flickered on and revealed the figures. Elizabeth and Sam. "You have to choose."

"Choose what?" Dean questioned to the invisible captor.

"Choose which will die." The voice stated simply as an arm reached across to the unconscious figures, a knife glinting in its hand. The captor came into the light. Dean swallowed back terror and tears. His jaw dropped to the floor as his breathes grew heavy.

"Dad?"

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"Elizabeth! Dean!" Sam called worry coursing through his veins as he stared at the unseeing eyes of his brother. Tears were forming in his eyes but he wouldn't let them fall, he had to find that creature. He saw a shadowy figure across the room moving over toward Elizabeth. "Come and get me bitch!"

The Mortis Volotar wavered toward him and he could see black smoke pour in from a broken window and create a figure. The figure took form and stared up at him. With yellow eyes.

"Your dead. Your dead!" Sam cried as the demon picked up Dean and threw him into the middle of the floor.

"I'm going to kill your brother and it is going to be All. Your. Fault." Then he could see Dean's eyes flutter open as an agonizing scream ripped through him.

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"Dad, why are you doing this?" Dean pleaded staring up at the man he looked up to.

"You have to choose and you know it. You've been afraid of this all along. What if to be with this girl you leave your brother to die? What if to save Sam she has to die? You. Have. Too. Choose. Now. "

"I can't."

"Then I will kill them both."

"No!"

"Choose who you will save. The girl you love and that is crazy enough to love you or your little brother." The thing that looked like his dad strolled over to Sam and picked up his face in his hands. "How can you kill Sammy? The little brother that relies on you, that you promised to protect no matter what."

He dropped his face and snatched Elizabeth's in between his fingers. "And Elizabeth. Sweet, caring, sarcastic, fiery, Elizabeth. She is like a better you in girl form. Exactly who you have always wanted, always needed. How can you let that go and also then take her life with it? What about all the things she could do?"

Dean could feel tears flowing freely down his cheeks now as he watched desperately.

"Choose Dean, choose who will live and die." John teased without a look of caring crossing his features, all sympathy had burned away. "Choose!"

"I can't choose, please don't make me Dad!"

"Choose Dean!"

"I can't choose!"

"Choose or I kill them both. 3"

"I can't choose."

"2"

"No! I can't!"

"1"

"No!"

"0. Choose now I kill them both, painfully."

"Fine. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I choose…"