CHAPTER 31

A/N: This is the longest chapter yet, I just couldn't shorten it enough to keep it like the other chapter lengths.

"The other Mr Winchester." Famine said slowly.

"What did you do to him?" Dean asked, nodding in Cas's direction.

"You sicced your dog on me. I just threw him a steak."

"So this is your big trick? Huh? Making people cuckoo for cocoa puffs?"

"Doesn't take much – hardly a push. Oh, America – all-you-can-eat, all the time. Consume, consume. A swarm of locusts in stretch pants. And yet, you're all still starving because hunger doesn't just come from the body, it also comes from the soul."

"It's funny, it doesn't seem to be coming from mine."

"Yes. I noticed that. Have you wondered why that is? How you could even walk in my presence?"

"Well, I like to think it's because of my strength of character." Dean said smartly.

"I disagree." Famine moved closer to Dean, who was still restrained by demons and placed a hand on Dean's chest. Dean squirmed in pain. "Yes. I see. That's one deep, dark nothing you got there, Dean. Can't fill it, can you? Not with food or drink. Not even with sex."

"Oh, you're so full of crap." Dean spat.

"Oh, you can smirk and joke and lie to your brother, lie to yourself, but not to me! I can see inside you, Dean. I can see how broken you are, how defeated. You can't win, and you know it. But you just keep fighting. Just... keep going through the motions. You're not hungry, Dean, because inside, you're already...dead."

After Sam had drained the demons dry, he took a glance at Leigh. He thought about taking her to the hospital because she looked unconscious, but he thought better of it. He knew she'd wake up soon because of her fast healing powers and if he took her to the hospital, questions would be asked. Sam quickly left the manor, going to find Dean.

As soon as Sam left, Leigh got up unsteadily. She clutched her head in slight dizziness that quickly went away. She focused all her energy on Sam, not quite knowing what she was doing, but still hoping to do something. She was filled with so much anger, fear and determination right now. She remembered Leo mentioning that she could probably shimmer, so she focused on that.

Within an instant, her surroundings began to blur and she felt like she was spinning at one million miles an hour. A new setting began to blur into place again. She looked up and she was standing in some sort of restaurant, right behind Sam.

There were at least six demons there. Two were holding Dean, and there was an older man in an electrical wheelchair talking to Dean. She took him to be Famine.

"Let him go." Sam said, he still hadn't noticed Leigh yet, but Dean sure had as he was staring at her in astonishment.

Famine turned to see Sam, whose face was smeared with blood.

"Sam..." Famine said happily.

"Sammy, no!" Dean said, hurt.

Two of the demons guarding Famine moved to attack Sam. One on the side went to attack Leigh, but he stopped as if he walked into an invisible wall. Leigh realised that she was holding him back with her telekinesis.

"Stop! No one lays a finger on this sweet little boy. Sam, I see you got the snack I sent you." Famine ordered.

"You sent?" Sam asked.

"Don't worry. You're not like everyone else. You'll never die from drinking too much. You're the exception that proves the rule. Just the way...Satan wanted you to be. So..." Famine lifted his hands and gestured at the demons guarding him "...cut their throats. Have at them!"

"Sammy, no!" Leigh called out this time.

Sam turned around and saw Leigh struggling to telekinetically keep a demon away. Sam looked shattered when he saw her, knowing that she would've seen him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, worried for her safety.

"Could ask you the same thing." She replied, trying not to sound cynic. Sam looked hurt and turned back to Famine.

"Ah, and you." Famine said to Leigh. "I know what you hunger for. I can smell it on you. The desperation. It's pathetic really." He said with an airy laugh. Leigh hung her head, knowing fair well what she craved. "Attention. Not just any attention, oh no, you crave his attention. It's all you've been thinking about." He laughed again.

Leigh was ashamed, and also enraged. A light blue energy ball appeared in her hand. She threw it forward at Famine, straight at his head. It stopped halfway though, Famine, using his own telekinesis, thrust it backwards into Leigh. She managed to dodge most of it, but it hit her shoulder, leaving a large fleshy wound there. She fell to the floor, gripping her shoulder.

Sam looked panicked at Leigh, then back at Famine. His nostrils were flared and his jaw was set.

"Please, be my guest." Famine seemed oblivious to Sam's anger and gestured at the demons once again.

Sam lifted his hand, closed his eyes, and pulled all five demons from their hosts at once. Black smoke escaped their mouths, along with muffled screams. Dean and Leigh watched in shock. The demon smoke pooled onto the floor.

"No." Sam said, panting.

"Well...Fine. If you don't want them...then I'll have them." Famine flicked his hand toward his mouth and devoured all five of the demon souls. Sam stepped forward and extended his hand toward Famine.

"I'm a Horseman, Sam. Your power doesn't work on me." Famine nearly laughed.

"You're right. But it will work on them." Sam then used his power to rip out all the souls Famine consumed.

"Aahh!" Famine screamed.

Sam's nose began to bleed with the effort. The demon souls exploded out of Famine as he slumped, his eyes empty. Dean, Leigh and Castiel looked at Sam, utterly speechless.