A/N: WHAT DID YOU ALL THINK ABOUT THAT FINALE?! I was not expecting that ending AT ALL! The wait for the season 10 is going to be a long one and I am still not over the finale. But, I am really curious as to how all of this is going to play out in the next season.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural
"Drive faster, Dean." Sam said, keeping an even pressure against the wound on his arm.
"Yeah, I can't!" Dean called out, glancing over at Sam quickly. "Are you okay?"
Sam gave Dean a look and scoffed. "Yeah, I'm just freaking amazing."
"You've ever seen that many?" Dean asked.
"Not in one place." Sam answered.
Natalie leaned up towards the back of the front seats and gently pried Sam's hand away from his wound. "How's it doing?"
Sam looked down at his arm, hissing as Natalie gently pressed around it. "I'm not sure."
Natalie picked up her bag from the floor of the car and pulled out one of her old shirts, tearing off a piece of the fabric and pressed it against Sam's arm. "This should help for the time being."
Dean made a sharp left, causing Natalie to slide to the right side of the car, her side digging into the door handle. Groaning, Natalie slid herself back to the middle of the seat when her body surged forward as the car came to a screeching halt. Natalie looked up and saw a burning truck that was blocking their way of getting out.
"Damn it!" Dean put the car in reverse and backed the car up to make a 'U' turn and stopped to put the gear in drive.
The car door windows were suddenly smashed by the demons that had been pursuing them. Natalie felt a pair of arms wrap around her neck, pulling her out of the window. Natalie began to thrash in the demon's hold, trying to get out of it, but she had already been dragged halfway out when she felt an intense sting coming from the lower left part of her back.
She hissed at the sudden jolt of pain, but continued to try and pull herself out of the demon's arms. Natalie then felt the sprinkle of water hit her face and the demon suddenly dropped his hold on her. Natalie felt herself slip out of the window and her body made impact with the ground.
Natalie groaned as she rolled over to her side, ignoring the burning pain in her back and pushed herself up on her knees. She could hear a man performing an exorcism through a megaphone and she crawled over towards the end of the Impala and poked her head up from behind the car. Her eyes widened as she saw the demons left their vessels and the bodies slumped to the ground.
The man set down the megaphone and walked towards the car. "You three alright?"
Natalie swallowed and slowly stood up from behind the car, her wide eyes still fixed on the man. "Yeah, peachy." Dean called out from inside the car.
"Well, you three be careful. It's dangerous around here." The man turned around and Natalie began to walk after him. "Wait a minute!"
"There's no need to thank us." The man replied
Dean and Sam quickly get out of the car. "No, hold on a second. Who are you?" Dean asked.
"I'm Rob, That's Paul and Dylan. We're the Sacrament Lutheran Militia."
"I'm sorry—the what?" Dean asked.
"I hate to tell you this, but those were demons and this is the apocalypse. So, you all better buckle up."
"Well, this just got a whole lot more interesting." Dean said, more to himself than to anyone else.
"Why is that?" The man asked.
Dean smirked then walked over to the drivers side and took out the keys then walked to the trunk and opened it. "That wasn't the first time we encountered demons." Dean added. The men stared at the collection of guns and weapons, allowing Natalie to see a little bit of a surprised look in their eyes.
"Look's like we're in the same line of business." Sam said.
"Yeah and among colleagues. That's a police-issued shotgun. And that truck..." Dean motioned towards the vehicle. "...it's inspired. Where'd you guys pick up all of this crap?"
"You know...you pick things up along the way."
"Guys, come on. This whole corner of the state is nuts with demon omens. We just want to help. That's all." Dean assured them.
"We're on the same team here. Just talk to us." Sam added.
The men looked at the three of them, debating silently whether to allow them in. One of the men finally nodded. "Follow us."
Dean closed the trunk of the car and the three of them made their way back to the car. Natalie stopped on her side and looked at Dean. "You sure this is a good idea?"
Dean looked at her. "Yeah. I mean they did just save our asses. Also, they know what's going on right now. Why?"
Natalie shrugged and glanced back at the men, then turned back around. "I don't know. I guess I'm just being paranoid." Natalie cringed at the sting on her back.
Dean's brows furrowed once he saw this. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Natalie said, brushing off his concern then opened the car door. "Let's just go and see what all of this is about."
Dean parked the Impala outside of a church where people were beginning to file in. Natalie opened the door and slowly got out, trying not to aggravate her back which was now numb. Natalie saw a few men on guard outside of the church and as they made their way towards the building she glanced down and noticed a devils trap painted on the ground.
Sam, Dean and Natalie followed the men into the church and stood towards the back of the building. "Who would have thought the Apocalypse could be so romantic?" Natalie's brows furrowed at these words. "Marriage, family, it's a blessing. Especially in times like this. So hold on to that."
"A wedding?" Sam scoffed causing Natalie to look up at him. "Seriously?"
"Yeah." A man paused next to them. "We've had eight so far this week." He then took a seat in one of the benches.
The three hunters settled for watching the ceremony in silence, not uttering a single word to each other. Sam and Dean were watching all of this curiously, while Natalie had become to preoccupied with her own suspicions and, of course, the uncomfortable numbness from her back. She had become so lost in her own speculations that she didn't realize at first that the ceremony was over until Sam nudged her in the side. She cringed at Sam's nudge, since it was to where she was sore.
They followed the group outside where the newlyweds were greeted by an eager crowd. "So Rob tells me you three hunt demons." A man suddenly said, standing next to the three of them.
"Uh...yes sir." Sam replied.
"You missed a few though."
Sam smiled faintly. "Yeah. Tell us about it. Any idea why they're here?"
The man shook his head. "They sure seem to like us, though. Follow me." The man turned around and walked back into the church with Sam, Dean and Natalie following behind him.
"So, I'm guessing you're the preacher?" Dean asked as they descended a set of stairs.
"Pastor Gideon. Not what you expected, huh?"
Dean hummed in response. "Well, dude, you're packing."
"Strange times." Pastor Gideon replied as he opened a door to a room where people were getting rounds ready and prepping weapons.
"Is that a twelve year old packing salt rounds?" Dean asked as they passed a table.
"Everybody pitches in."
"So...the whole church then?" Sam asked.
"The whole town." Pastor Gideon replied.
Natalie's brows shot up as she continued gazing around at the different tables. "A whole town just full of hunters. I don't know how to feel about that."
Pastor Gideon stopped and turned to the three of them. "Well the demons were killing us. We had to do something."
"So, why didn't you just call the National Guard?" Sam questioned.
"We were told not to."
"By who?"
Dean sees the hesitation in the Pastor's eyes and his eyes narrow curiously. "Come on, Padre. You're locked and loaded as we've ever seen. And that exorcism was Enochian. Someone's telling you something."
"Look, I'm not really supposed to discuss it."
"Dad, it's okay." Sam, Dean and Natalie looked behind them at a young woman.
"Leah—'
"It's Sam and Dean Winchester. And Natalie Collins. They're safe. I know all about them." The three hunters stared at Leah, surprised at her little declaration.
"You do?" Dean was the first to question.
"Sure. From the angels."
"Oh, the that's just awesome." Dean walked over to one of the tables and leaned against it.
"Don't worry. They can't see you here. The...marks on your ribs, right?" Leah said, trying to reassure them.
"So you know all about us because the angels told you?" Sam asked.
"Yes." Leah's brow quirked up. "Among other things."
"So, then they told you about the exorcism spell, right?" Natalie questioned.
Leah nodded her head. "And they show me where the demons are going to be, before it happens. How to fight back."
"She has never been wrong. She's very special." Pastor Gideon added.
"And let me guess. Before you see something, you get really bad migraine, you see flashing lights?" Dean began to question her.
Leah looked over at Dean, her brow furrowing. "How did you know?"
Dean let out a breath and smiled. "Because you aren't the first prophet we've met. But you are the cutest." Natalie gazed over at Dean, her eyes giving him a hardened look, which he replied with shrug.
Natalie opened the door to their motel room and saw Sam sitting at the table. "Hey." Natalie looked around the room as she closed the door. "Where's Dean?"
Sam looked up at Natalie, "He's still over at the bar. Though I'd just come here and...relax I guess." Natalie hummed and walked over to her bed, taking off her jacket and setting it down on the mattress.
Sam looked over at Natalie, spotting something on the back of her shirt and sat up in his chair, alarmed. "Nad." Natalie turned to look at him. "You're bleeding."
Natalie's brows furrowed. "What?"
"You're bleeding." Sam got up from his chair and walked over to her, his finger pressing against the decent sized stain and raising it to her.
Natalie stared at the blood on his finger then sighed. "So, that's what's been bothering me."
"You knew that you were bleeding?" Sam questioned, as he began to examine the stain.
"Well, not exactly. It's just I was feeling a bad pain, but didn't think much of it."
Sam sighed, giving Natalie a look, then turned around and walked into the bathroom. He grabbed a small cloth and ran it under warm water then wringed out the rag. "Lift up your shirt a little."
Natalie grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it enough for Sam to see the wound clearly. "So, what happened?" Sam asked.
"I guess when the demon broke the window a piece of glass got me." Natalie answered.
Sam hummed as he gently pressed the warm cloth on her wound. Natalie quickly jumped away from him. "Sam don't do that!" She turned her back away from Sam in order to face him.
Sam's eyes widened, his hands raised up. "What?"
"That stung." Natalie said, blatantly.
Sam tried to hide the small smirk that appeared on his lips. "Yeah, it's gonna sting because it's an open wound."
"Well, what did you soak that rag with anyway?" Natalie asked, her eyes fixing on the cloth in Sam's hand.
Sam held up the rag and looked at her incredulously. "It's water."
Natalie's face fell and Sam could see the slight embarrassment she was feeling from her reaction. "Well...it stings like hell. Just go easy!"
"I am going easy, Nad. You were the one who jumped away from me." Sam argued back.
"Yeah, because it hurt." Sam couldn't help the full on smile that appeared and the small laugh that came out. Natalie's eyes widened at Sam's laugh. "Don't laugh at me."
Sam shook his head, his laugh slowly dying down. "I'm sorry Nad, I'm not laughing at you."
"It's not funny, Sam. It really does hurt." Natalie began to fight back.
Sam's expression fell slightly. "Coming from someone who had a worse injury than this, not to long ago, I might add."
Natalie tilted her head to the side, her eyes hardening. "Actually, to be honest, I did put up a decent fight as much as I I could when I was shot, in case you forgot."
Sam's expression soon turned grim at the memory. "I was there, Nad. And I'll never forget it."
Natalie saw the look on Sam's face and looked up before turning her back towards him. "Fine. Just go easy, okay?"
Sam walked over to Natalie, "Will do." Sam said and began to gently wipe at the dried blood around the small opening. His eyes immediately spotted a small glistening piece of glass settling in her wound. "There's some glass I'm gonna need to take out."
Natalie let out a sigh. "Well that should be fun."
Dean walked up to their motel room and went to open the door when he stopped at the sound of voices.
"Sam! Don't do it like that!"
"I'm just trying to get it out, Nad." Dean leaned his ear closer to the door, his brows raising at these words.
"Well just go easy."
"I am trying to go easy, but you won't stop moving." Dean's brow furrowed and he stared at the door, several different scenarios were running through his mind right now.
"Sam! That feels really weird. Is it almost out?"
"If you would stop moving, Nad, I will be able to get it out faster."
"Well, sorry, about asking. It hurts, alright."
"I know it hurts but give me a few more seconds and I'll have it out." Dean grabbed the handle and quickly pushed the door open.
Sam was finally able to grabbed the small piece of glass with his tweezers and pulled it out of Natalie's wound. "Got it." Natalie and Sam looked over at Dean, seeing the look on his face.
Dean scratched at his nose once he realized that all of the possible scenarios he had been coming up with, none of them were the explanation. "So, uh, just so you know, hearing that from out there..." Dean pointed at the door. "...it sounds completely out of context to what was actually happening."
Sam and Natalie both rolled their eyes and Dean gave them a shrug. "Just saying."
Sam picked up the rag and wiped away the remaining blood. He opened up his bag and pulled out a bandage, quickly applying it to Natalie's wound. "There."
Natalie pulled down her shirt and turned around to Sam. "Thanks. And sorry for putting up a fuss."
Sam smirked as he began to put away the leftover bandages. "It's fine, Nad. Found it a little amusing to be honest." Sam said looking over at her. Natalie gave Sam an un-amused laugh and nudged him in the arm.
"So, what exactly was going on?" Dean finally asked.
"Nad was injured from our little brawl with the demons and she didn't say anything about it." Sam answered back, casting Natalie a light scolding look.
Natalie rolled her eyes. "It's really not that big of a deal. It was just a small 'cut'."
Dean raised his brows skeptically. "Well, we need to head over to the church. Apparently, Leah has had another vision."
Natalie walked over to her bed and picked up her jacket. "How do you know?"
"I was over at the bar and someone came in, saying that they were gathering at the church to hear what she has to say." Dean answered back.
Sam, Natalie and Dean opened the door to the church and quietly slipped in. "Three miles of Talmadge Road." Leah leans up and whispers in her father's ear. "Five miles. There are demons gathered. I don't know how many, but a lot. Thank you, Leah. So, who's going to join me?"
"We're in Padre." Dean spoke up.
"Thank you. I'd like to offer a prayer. "Our Father in Heaven—'
Dean leaned over towards Natalie. "Yeah, not so much." Natalie quickly nudged Dean in the side.
"Help us to fight in your name. We ask that you protect us from all servants of evil. Guide our hands in defeating them, and deliver us home, safely. Thank you, Amen."
The Pastor and a few of the men walked out of the church with Sam, Dean and Natalie following. Pastor Gideon stopped and turned to them, "I guess you three will just follow us."
"Yes, sir." Dean replied.
The three of them walked over to the Impala and got in. Dean started the car and waited for the truck to take the lead before following them. Natalie passed the time by messing with the remaining pieces of the window, spotting the small shard that must had given her the small injury. She looked at the piece closer, spotting some dried blood on the shard and began to wipe at it.
After a small moment at this task, she settled back against her seat, finding her gaze were now fixed on Sam. Thinking back to her little fuss at the motel, she began to mentally scold herself. I put up such a big fuss over that.Though, she had to admit, that she also found it kind of amusing. The look on Sam's face and the smile that appeared, at the time she felt embarrassed, but now all she could do was laugh at it.
"We're here." Dean suddenly said, making Natalie snap out of her light trance. Dean parked the Impala next to the truck on a small gravel patch. The three of them got out of the Impala and walked towards the trunk. Sam took Ruby's knife, while Dean and Natalie both went for shotguns.
The group then walked up a small hit that led to a farm house. Pastor Gideon turned to Dean and motioned for him and two others to take the left side towards the back. He then looked over at Natalie and Sam, directing them and a few others, to take the front side.
They then split up in their separate directions. Natalie followed Sam closely, with the others behind her, as they made their way towards the front of the house. Sam walked up towards the front door and began to pick the lock. The sound of gunshots alerted them and Natalie looked at Sam, silently telling him to speed it up.
Natalie walked over to the window, peeking through the glass, but didn't see anything. A pair of arms suddenly broke through the glass, grabbed her by the jacket, pulling her through the window and tossed her across the room. Her body skidded across the floor, until her back pressed against a wall. She recovered in time to see the demon charging after her and she aimed her gun at him, shooting off a round to his chest.
Sam came up behind the demon, embedding the knife in his back and the body fell to the ground. Sam reached his hand down to Natalie, which she took, and pulled her back up to her feet.
One of the men looked over at Natalie and directed up and she was quick to jump at the opportunity. She gave Sam one last look before following the man up the stairs.
Upon reaching the top, Natalie shot at two demons who had come out one of the rooms and the man began to speak the same exorcism she had heard when she first encountered them. Natalie watched as the demons spilled out of the bodies, leaving behind only empty vessels.
Natalie walked past the bodies and opened a door that led to another room and walked in. Another demon pinned her up against the wall and she pressed her gun against it's chest, pushing it away from her. Natalie felt her arms were beginning to lose their strength and she quickly kicked the demon in the shin, allowing it's force against her to weaken.
Natalie pushed the demon away and aimed the gun at it's chest, shooting another round into it. The man she had accompanied, rushed into the room and quickly uttered the enochian exorcism. They both exit the room and the man began to make his way back down the stairs.
Natalie, on the other hand, walked towards another door that was closed and reached for the handle. Opening the door slowly, Natalie peeked her head in, scanning the room quickly, but found nothing. "Nad?" Natalie stopped, hearing Dean's voice calling for her. She gave the room one last glance before walking back down the stairs.
Dean looked up at her. "Is there anymore up there?"
Natalie sighed, "No. I think we got them all."
Pastor Gideon nodded as he began to scan the area. "Well, then, let's head on back to town. We're done here."
The group made their way back down the hill towards their vehicles, most of them, smiling at another job well done. Natalie pressed her hand against her back, letting out a hiss. "You know, I have a real knack for getting injured, don't I?"
Sam looked over at Natalie and smirked. "I guess you do. But, that's all part of the job."
"Yeah, well, I know I never really said much against being a hunter. But, if there is one thing I hate, it's all of the injuries. Seriously, it get's annoying." Natalie sighed with content at the sight of the Impala. "I can relax now."
Dean walked over to the trunk and opened it, pulling out a few beers. Natalie walked up beside him as he held out a beer for her. "Nad, you want one?" Natalie looked over at Dean and shook her head. "Suit yourself."
Natalie placed her gun in the trunk and looked over when she saw the guy, she remembered was named Dylan, make his way over to them. "Hey, Dean. Sam. Is it alright if I get a ride back with you guys?"
Dean smiled and nodded. "Hey, you know what, you saved my ass twice already. One more time, you can drive."
Natalie pulled out a beer. "Hey, Dylan." She quickly tosses it to him and he gives the three of them a look.
"You earned it." Dean spoke up. "Just, don't tell your mom."
Dylan smiled and shook his head. "Don't worry I wont."
Natalie offered him a smile then closed the trunk and pulled out her phone. She began to quickly scan through some of the messages that her Aunt and sister had sent her, when Dylan's screaming alerted the three of them. Natalie dropped her phone and ran to the side of the car, seeing Dylan being dragged underneath the vehicle. Natalie rushed over to him and dropped to her knees, grabbing hold of his arms, trying to pull him back out, but something much stronger was pulling him.
"Check under the car!" Natalie called out as Dean knelt down beside her and tried to pull him out.
The other hold on Dylan finally loosened and Natalie quickly pulled Dylan out from under the car and rested him in her lap. "Dylan? Hey." Natalie gently tapped the side of his face, but saw that his neck had been slashed. Natalie looked up at Dean, his face washing over with immediate guilt and disbelief. Natalie sighed and adjusted her hold on Dylan's body, feeling her own guilt starting to come over her.
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