Author's note: Any time I throw in a plot twist or cliffhanger I get so excited to see your reviews.
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Jess rode in the ambulance with Sam but he was quickly taken away when they got to the hospital. She paced and worried until a nurse told her she was allowed to go back to his room. He had wires attached to him and looked pale. She was scared. She sat down beside him and held his hand. "What is wrong with him?"
"We don't know yet. We are running a few tests." The nurse said.
All of Sam's family was so far away but they would want to know if he was sick. She didn't know how to contact any of them. Sam seemed calm and stable. She waited for what felt like hours and there was no change. The doctors weren't done running tests but kept asking questions about his health and family history. She found his phone in his pocket and pushed a button to call one of his siblings. She found Dean's name and tried to call him but there was no answer. She frowned and then saw 'Kate friggen Winchester' as one of the contacts and chuckled to herself. She clicked on her name and got the same result that she had with Dean's. She wondered if she should try to message one of them. The phone rang and she nearly threw it. "Hello?'
John was caught off guard by the voice on the other end of the phone. "Why are you answering this phone?"
Jess stammered. "I uh, it belongs to my boyfriend."
"I am aware of that. Why are you answering it?" John asked.
Jess remembered Sam talking about how harsh his dad was. "Sam had a seizure and he is at the hospital."
John felt his heart drop. "When?"
"Earlier today. I was going to call your family but no one answered." Jess said. "The doctors have health questions."
John hadn't been able to get Dean on the phone either. "You are Jess?"
"Yes." Jess said.
"Uh, thanks for trying to get ahold of us. Call me back when a doctor comes in the room." He hung up and tried to call Dean again.
Jess put Sam's phone on the bed and stared at it. Her first conversation with John went horribly.
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John swore loudly and slammed his phone down on the dash of his truck. Why wasn't Dean answering? Since when did Sam have seizures? What the hell was going on?
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Dean stared into the yellow eyes ahead of him and took a slow step backward. "Run."
Taylor was shakey. "I can't." He was being pulled toward the door.
Dean grabbed him. "Can you shove him back into the box?"
"If he is feeding off of our abilities, that may give him what he needs to get out of the trap." Taylor said. He felt his lungs getting tighter.
Dean braced himself so that Taylor couldn't be pulled toward the door. He managed to grab the edge of the door and slam it behind him. "We need salt."
Taylor was gasping for air and dizzy.
Dean couldn't see due to the busted lights and wished like hell that he had night vision. He rolled his eyes and whistled softly.
Liam heard the whistle and trotted down the hallway.
Dean heard his bell and pulled Taylor toward the sound. He got his bearings once he found the right wall and helped Taylor down the hallway.
Liam meowed softly letting Dean know he was there.
Dean scoffed. "Saved by a damn cat." They reached a hallway that had light and he let go of Taylor.
Taylor stumbled. "I'm okay." He coughed.
"You don't look okay." Dean said.
Taylor sucked in a big breath. "Salt."
Dean gathered several flashlights and handed one to Taylor. "I don't know how well all of that will hold him. It wouldn't hurt to lay salt lines all over the place."
"Box him into that area of the bunker at least." Taylor said.
April held onto Ian and prayed that Andy and Kate would wake up. She was terrified and seeing Andy's limp body made her sob.
With the salt lines placed and the door fortified, Dean headed back to Kate's room to check on them.
April looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "Nothing."
Dean crouched next to her. "There is a big issue. The box that Andy tried to open somehow finished getting open."
April was sick to her stomach.
"This isn't his fault. He didn't open it." Dean said.
"What is in the box?" April asked.
Dean chewed the inside of his cheek. "The demon that killed my mother."
April's eyes flashed in anger. "You mean the demon that killed my sister?"
"Yes. He was captured a while back but we couldn't do anything with him. His soul has been in that very secure box." Dean said.
April couldn't believe that she had let Andy be that close to such an evil creature.
Taylor stepped around Dean. "It is complicated. You can't usually just kill demons. If you exorcise them like the one at Missouri's house they go back to hell. It is hard to climb out of hell but sometimes they can do it again. We couldn't risk that particular demon getting out again."
April rocked herself and Ian.
"We added several layers of security to keep him where he is right now." Dean said.
"Where is he?" April asked.
"In a locked cell of sorts." Dean answered.
"What do we do?" April asked.
"Right now we make sure Kate and Andy are okay. Taylor and I will keep a close eye on the demon. I'm going to call my dad. We can leave but this is still the safest place to be right now." Dean explained.
April was a mess. She was shaking and in tears.
"I'll take Ian while Dean calls John. You can grab some of Andy's stuff and he can camp out in here for a little while." Taylor said.
April relinquished Ian and did as Taylor suggested.
Dean looked at his phone. "Shit. Shit."
"What is it?" Taylor asked.
Dean held up his phone.
Taylor grimaced.
5 missed calls from John Winchester was 5 too many. He redialed the number and held the phone away from his ear.
John quickly answered. "How hard is it to pick up a god damned phone? I called you five times in an hour and a half and you are just now calling me back?"
Taylor cringed at the heated lecture. Dean wouldn't be able to get a word in until he was done.
John took a breath. "Your brother had a seizure and is in the hospital."
Dean flinched. "What?"
"What part of that don't you understand?" John asked.
"Can I talk?" Dean asked.
John growled. "Go ahead."
"There was an... incident here... and Andy and Kate are currently knocked out. Andy seized too." Dean said. "When did Sam have his spell?"
"Jess said earlier today." John said. "What kind of incident Dean?"
Dean wasn't keen on telling him the part that Andy played in the incident but John would wring every detail out of a story he could. "Azazel is out."
John slammed his foot into the breaks of his truck and pulled over beside the road. "That better be an embellishment."
Dean took a deep breath. He could feel John's anger radiating through the phone. "I didn't get any of the calls until right before I called back. We have him trapped in a devil's trap in a warded room with several layers of salt lines leading away from the room."
"How the fuck did he get out, Dean?" John ground out.
Dean explained everything that happened. He was grateful that John wasn't face to face at that moment.
John was trying to swallow a mix of fear and rage.
Taylor motioned for the phone. "Hi, uh I had a few things I wanted to say." He didn't get a response but figured John was about to burst a blood vessel. "Andy heard what he thought was your voice. He was following your orders. He didn't get the box open."
"Taylor, why are you trying to defend this kid to me?" John asked.
Taylor sighed. "I know how you are." He clamped his hand over his mouth and screamed internally.
Dean threw his hands up and mouthed. 'Really?'
"Taylor." John said.
"Yes sir?" Taylor squeaked out.
"Rephrase that." John said in a low tone.
"It looks bad on Andy but he has been so careful since Dean got ahold of him. He is a bit scared of you and went into the room because he didn't want you to get mad. Azazel may have been able to listen in enough to know to use your voice to get Andy to bend." Taylor said.
John sighed. "There is no telling how much he knows."
Taylor was tense. He wasn't sure if he had signed his death warrant or not.
"Give the phone to Dean." John said.
Dean gingerly grabbed the phone. "Sir?"
"Slap Taylor across the back of the head, get your shit together, and do not let that son of a bitch out of that room. I'm on my way." John said.
Dean dropped the phone from his ear at the tone that signaled John had disconnected the call. "Really? You know how he is?"
Taylor blushed.
Dean smacked the back of his head. "That is from him by the way."
Taylor dodged a second slap. "I am no help to you if I have a concussion."
Dean sent Sam a message in case he woke up. He shoved the phone into his pocket and checked on the kids again.
Jess heard Sam's phone buzz and picked it up. It was a message. She chewed her lip. The message was from Dean. She could message back and let him know that Sam was stable but still asleep. She debated opening the message because she didn't want Sam to get mad about his phone. She pushed the button and started to type out a message. Her eyes caught the message that Dean had sent and it caused her to flinch. Surely demon was a manner of speech.
Dean got a message back that said the respondent was Jess and Sam was still out. He went to put the phone back into his pocket and froze. "Shit, shit, shit."
"What is it now?" Taylor asked.
Dean held up his phone.
Taylor read the messages. "Sam is stable."
"I sent the message before it for him to read when he woke up. Jess responded." Dean said.
Taylor's eyes flew open. "Oh no." He read it again. "You can play it off. You can say the message was about John and you just call him that behind his back."
"What if she reads other messages, Taylor?" Dean said in exasperation.
Taylor wracked his brain for a solution. "Maybe she won't."
Dean paced.
Taylor gave him a strained smile. "The upside is once John hears about that slip-up, me insulting him will be nothing."
Dean blinked slowly.
"You're an adult." Taylor offered. He held Ian's arm up and waved it in mock celebration.
"When you get nervous you don't shut up." Dean said.
Taylor scoffed. "I know this about myself. Part two of the game plan was to get your shit together. Maybe we should do that."
Dean made sure that April had everything she needed.
Taylor gave Ian back to her. "We are going to be in the library forming a plan."
Dean pushed the worry about Jess out of his head. A demon getting loose in the bunker was more important than his brother's girlfriend thinking he was nuts.
Jess placed Sam's phone beside him. She didn't need to look at messages. That would be disrespectful on her part. It was probably a joke. Brothers joked. She slipped her hand back into Sam's and rested her head on his bed. Sam would be okay.
John called Bobby and floored it toward the bunker.
Bobby knew by the level of anger in John's voice that the man was worried about the kids. "I'll head that way too. How is Sam?"
"I don't know. I told Jess to call back when the doctor came back." John said.
"I'll call over there and see what I can find out. I wonder which ID card they used." Bobby said.
John swore again.
"You focus on Dean, I've got Sam." Bobby said. He called the hospital and said that he was Sam's uncle. He learned that Sam was in a coma but there didn't seem to be any trauma or illness. Bobby gave them the relevant medical information and put his number at the top of their call list.
Dean gathered demon fighting weapons and brought them to the library.
Taylor was reading.
"Any luck?" Dean asked.
"Azazel isn't an ordinary demon. That much we know. We can't call Cas in because he may feed off of his angelic power." Taylor said.
Dean kicked the leg of the table. "What about the grace in that jar?"
Taylor groaned. "If it got opened."
Dean kept an eye on the time. "Can you make some food? April and Ian have to be hungry."
Taylor liked having a job. "Yeah, give me a few minutes."
Dean went back into Kate's room. "Any change?"
April shook her head.
"This looks really scary but sometimes people with psychic abilities will fall into asleep like this. It can be from exhaustion or a form of protection. Taylor is making some food. It may be a good idea to sleep while you can." Dean said.
April didn't think she would be able to sleep. Andy looked pitiful. "What if he stops breathing?"
"We have those clampy things." Dean said.
April furrowed her brows.
Dean made a clamping motion with his fingers. "I'll be back." He grabbed two meters and returned. "These."
April breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."
Taylor couldn't shake Jess out of his head. She was probably confused. He called Sam's phone as he waited for the food to heat.
Jess answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey, I heard Sam was in the hospital. I was wondering if you wanted to share your number in case something happens. Thank you for keeping an eye on him." Taylor said.
Jess liked Sam's brother more than his dad. She gave him her number. "Is there anything he would want?"
Taylor was about to say no but thought some form of protection would be a good idea. "He usually has a bag with extra clothes and toiletries for trips. He may want that."
Jess needed her own clothes. She had left the house in a nightdress and jacket.
Kate couldn't escape the vision she was in. She knew that Azazel was feeding off of psychic power and didn't want to use strength to get out. That could be part of his ploy. She put her hands over her ears to block out some of the sound. The screams were wearing on her and she tried not to look around. He was trying to hurt her and she couldn't let him. She sang to herself and slowed her heartbeat down. It was just images. It wasn't real.
Sam was also in a vision. He hadn't had one in so long that he thought it was real at first. He tried to wake up but something kept him under the surface. He was weak and couldn't fight against the force. Where was Jess? Where was he?
Jess let the staff know she was leaving with a friend to get some stuff for Sam and herself. She left his phone tucked into his pocket and followed her friend to a car. "Thanks for picking me up."
Tally, as Jess called her smiled. "It is no problem. I'm so sorry to hear about Sam. Do they know what is wrong?"
Jess sighed. "No. We were eating and he was fine and then he wasn't."
Tally drove to Jess's apartment.
"Do you want to wait outside?" Jess asked.
Tally smiled. "I can come in and help."
Jess opened Sam's side of the closet and looked around She didn't see a bag. She called Taylor back. "Where would he keep a bag?"
Taylor figured Sam had been instructed on where to put things the same way Dean was. "Uh, do you see his duffle anywhere?"
Jess crouched down. "Oh he put it under the bed."
"The bag should be packed into one side of the duffle." Taylor said.
Jess pulled it out. "Hah, wow. I wouldn't have found that." She scrunched her nose and made an annoyed noise.
"What is wrong?" Taylor asked.
"Just my luck the septic system would leak or something. My house smells disgusting. This day just sucks." Jess said.
Taylor's stomach twisted. "Huh, did that just happen today?"
"Yeah. It wasn't even when I first came in. My uncle cuts corners on some of these houses. The lights aren't even working properly." Jess said.
Taylor went to find Dean. "Are you alone in the house?"
Jess furrowed her brows. "No. I have a friend that is helping me."
Taylor swallowed and waved his hand so that Dean would join him. "Sometimes a smell like a septic tank can be a natural gas leak. I was just wondering if you were dizzy or anything."
Dean got closer to the phone and listened. "Hey, Jess. How is Sam?"
Jess cleared her throat. "I am going to check on him again. I came home to change clothes and get his stuff. I was so worried that I left the house in a gown."
Dean bit his fist. Sam was going to kill him. He heard the bedroom door closed. "Jess, uh. I am going to say something that sounds crazy."
Jess sat on her bed. "What?"
"Have you noticed anything weird lately?" Dean asked.
"Other than Sam having a seizure?" Jess asked.
"Yeah, cold spots, weird smells, flickering lights?" Dean asked.
Jess looked up as the light above the bed flickered. "Right now actually."
"I will explain why after you do it but I need you to open Sam's bag." Taylor said.
Jess unzipped it. "What am I looking for?"
"There should be a bottle or box with a lid near the bottom." Taylor said.
"Found it." Jess said.
"Great, can you pour that in front of the door?" Dean asked.
Jess scoffed. "Why?"
"Humor me and I'll explain later." Dean said.
Jess shrugged and poured the substance in front of the door. "Just dump it out?"
"No, form a line." Dean said.
Jess drew a line in front of the door. "Is this sugar?"
"It is actually salt. Call us superstitious." Dean said.
Jess was getting freaked out. "I should go back to the hospital."
"No!" Taylor yelled. "It will make sense in a minute. Is there a window in the room? If so do the same thing to the window."
"Sam put noodles in front of the window to block cold air." Jess said.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Noodles?"
"Yeah, it looks like a snake and we named it Felix." Jess said.
Taylor gave Dean a thumbs up. He had helped make the salt noodle.
"Where is your friend?" Taylor asked.
Jess was officially creeped out. "Waiting on me. I get superstitions and everything but I'm agnostic myself. I want to get back to Sam."
Tally knocked on the bedroom door. "Jess, are you coming or not?"
"Do not open that door!" Dean yelled.
Jess dropped her hand from the knob. "Excuse me? Who do you think you are? No wonder Sam ran off to Stanford. You people are crazy."
Dean palmed his forehead. "We know stuff you don't. Please humor me one more moment. If I'm wrong, you can get back to Sam and complain to him about me being a nut job."
Jess rolled her eyes. "What?"
"The salt is all the away across the door?" Dean asked.
"Yeah." Jess said.
"Is the door unlocked?" Dean asked.
Jess sighed heavily. "Yes. Now can I go?"
"See if your friend can open the door." Dean said.
Jess scoffed.
"Please. If she can, it is no big deal. If she can't, we need to have a talk." Dean said.
Jess pulled her nightdress over her head and replaced it with a t-shirt. "Tally, you can come in, I'm just putting on pants."
There was silence.
"Tally?"
Tally cleared her throat. "I'll just wait."
Dean punched the table. "Jess, please ask her to open the door."
Jess thought that Dean was certifiable. "My hands are full, can you open the door?"
The doorknob twisted and the lights flickered.
Jess looked up at the lights. "That is weird."
"The light in our bedroom is wigging out." Jess said.
"Can your friend open the door or not?" Dean asked.
"Tally?"
Tally knocked on the door again. "The door is locked. I have classes today. Come on."
Jess had just watched the knob turn. "She said the door is locked."
"That isn't your friend." Dean said in a low tone.
Jess was done with Sam's weird family.
"Can you put the phone on speaker?" Taylor asked.
Jess grumbled but put it on speaker.
Taylor said the first few words of an exorcism and paused as a scream filled the phone's speaker.
Jess stumbled back toward her bed. "What was that? Tally!"
"Do not open the damn door!" Dean warned. "We are trying to save you but you have to trust us and do everything we say."
Tally slammed her fists against the door. "Jess are you okay?"
Jess was torn. The sound she heard scared her and she wanted to leave but they had been right about the lights and the door.
"One more trick. If nothing happens you can go." Dean said.
Jess sighed. "Now what?"
"Say Christo." Dean said.
"That is stupid." Jess said.
"If nothing happens I'll admit to my stupidity."
Jess groaned. "Christo." She screamed when the door shook violently and the light flickered.
Tally screeched and tried to rip the door open but the salt line prevented her from doing that.
"Dean?" Jess asked. "What is going on?"
"Stay in your room. Make sure those salt lines are complete. There is a flask in the bag that has holy water in it. Find it." Dean said.
Jess felt around in the bag. "Are you Catholic?"
"No." Dean said and rolled his eyes. "You are in danger and need to remain safe until help arrives."
"I'll call the police." Jess said.
"No." Taylor and Dean said at the same time.
"This isn't a police matter. I know we sound crazy. You can't deny what you heard when Taylor spoke and when you said Christo."
Jess stared at the door. "What is it?"
"A demon." Dean said, honestly.
Jess scoffed and stood up. "Oh, that is bull crap. They aren't real. Is this a prank? Sam told me all about your stupid pranks."
"Jess, I am dead serious. I have other things I need to be doing right now. Sam is in the hospital. I do love messing with him but would never pull anything while he is unconscious."
Jess didn't know what to think. One minute Sam was fine and eating with her and the next she was on the phone with his brothers being told that demons were real.
Dean suddenly got worried that Sam was a sitting duck at the hospital. He handed Taylor the phone. "Stay on the phone with her." He walked to the other side of the room and called Bobby to dispatch hunters near the area.
Bobby hung up with Dean to call around for anyone that might be able to help. He was already on his way there as he had a gut feeling that something was wrong. Dean and John could handle Azazel and there was no way he would make it to the bunker in time to be helpful.
Dean closed his eyes. "Cas, we are in a bind here. You can't come to the bunker but Sammy needs you. Please make sure he is okay." He hated begging but would if it meant Sam was safe.
"Jess?" Taylor asked.
"I'm here." Jess said in a monotone voice.
"Stay in your room. You are safe there right now." Taylor said.
"I am. None of this makes sense." Jess said.
"I know. Trust me, I know. It is complicated." Taylor said.
Jess rested her back against the headboard of her bed. "I'm not going to leave."
Caleb was sitting on a motel room bed eating cold pizza and flipping through skeezy television channels when a man appeared in the corner of the room. He yelled. "Holy shit." and grabbed his gun.
Castiel flicked the gun from his hand. "I require your assistance."
Caleb recognized him. "Jesus Christ, man."
Castiel furrowed his brows and tilted his head. He wasn't Jesus. Caleb knew that.
Caleb stood up. "Assistance from me?"
"Yes." Castiel said. "Gather your... gear... needed for demons."
Caleb grabbed his duffle. "It is all right here."
Castiel nodded.
Caleb flailed when the ground fell from his feet. He tumbled onto a sidewalk and hissed. "That is going to hurt in the morning."
"There is a demon in that house." Castiel looked around. "There are several demons. I see three."
Caleb pulled a salt rifle from his bag. "Thanks for the warning."
"Enter the house, get rid of the demon, and protect the girl." Castiel said as he vanished.
Caleb entered the house so he wasn't sitting outside with three demons surrounding him. The angel didn't give nearly enough information and he had no idea what was going on. He lined the door with salt and did the same thing to the windows he could find. He heard movement and looked up.
Tally looked startled. "Why are you in here?"
"Uh, I was told there was a problem." Caleb said. He was going to wind up in jail for breaking and entering.
Tally relaxed. "There was. There no longer is."
Caleb fingered the flask in his pocket. "Is this your house?" He looked around and recognized Sam's jacket.
Tally nodded. "Yes."
Caleb had heard enough about Jess to know she wasn't Indian.
Jess knelt on the bed. "I hear voices."
"Don't go out of the room." Taylor said.
Jess could hear what sounded like a fight. She was frozen on her bed and stared at the door.
Caleb hit the wall and groaned. He splashed the woman with holy water.
Jess heard a pitiful scream and whimpered. "Tally!" She heard loud footsteps getting closer to her and put her hand over her mouth.
"Jess? Jess!" Taylor said. "Is there a weapon in the bag?"
Jess opened one of the pockets and gasped. Sam didn't seem like he'd own a gun. "Yes."
Taylor walked her through how to load it.
"I'm not going to fire this thing." Jess said.
"It is better to be safe than sorry." Taylor said.
Dean rejoined Taylor. "What is going on."
Jess scooted farther up onto the bed. She saw the knob of the door turn. They said Tally couldn't get into the room. She held her breath as the door slowly cracked open.
Caleb had knocked the woman unconscious and found the bedroom. If Sam lived there, he would probably have what he needed for an exorcism. He opened the door to step inside but was met by the barrel of a familiar gun. He put his hands in front of him. "Don't shoot. I'm here to help."
Jess's hands were shaking. "Get out of my house."
Caleb looked at the salt line. "Not a demon." He touched it with his hand.
Dean called Jess's name. "Who is that?"
Jess whimpered. "I don't know. Please don't hurt me."
Caleb inched into the room and carefully replaced the salt line. "I am a friend of Sam's. I'm trying to help."
Jess splashed him with holy water and blinked.
Caleb wiped his face. "Still not a demon."
Dean recognized the voice. "Son of a bitch. Put me on speaker."
Jess pushed the speaker button.
"Caleb?" Dean asked.
Caleb gently took the gun from Jess. "Dean Winchester, you son of a bitch."
Jess was still terrified.
"He is a friend, Jess." Dean said.
That didn't make Jess feel better.
"How did you get there?" Dean asked.
"Cas airlines." Caleb said and gave Jess an uncomfortable smile.
"Is the demon gone?" Dean asked.
"Well, she is... not awake at the moment." Caleb said.
"Don't hurt her. She is my friend." Jess pleaded.
"I wonder if Sam took any precautions yet or if he hadn't had time to do the sigils." Taylor said.
Caleb looked around the room. "It doesn't look like it." He tapped a rug with his foot. "How attached are you to this rug?"
Jess stared blankly at him.
"I'm going to spray paint it." Caleb said.
"Remember we will explain later." Dean said.
Jess squeaked and nodded.
Caleb painted the devil's trap and put Jess in the closet with another salt line. "It will get loud out here. Just stay there." He pulled Tally's body into the room and dropped her inside the circle. He cleared his throat. "I was never good at these words."
Taylor started the first line of the exorcism."
Tally jumped up and her eyes turned back. She tried to lunge at Caleb but she was trapped.
Jess covered her ears as the demonic voice filled the room.
Taylor plowed through the rest of the words.
Black smoke left Tally's mouth and flew through the ceiling.
Caleb caught the woman and placed her on the bed. He rolled up the rug and placed it against the wall. "You can come out."
Jess slowly opened the closet. "Tally?"
Tally groaned.
Caleb tapped Jess. "She slipped and hit her head."
Jess nodded.
Caleb looked out the window and then stepped into the hallway. "Winchester, you best start telling me what the hell is going on."
"It is a long story. I prayed to Cas to help and I'm guessing you are the help." Dean said.
"I ain't no damn help." Caleb said.
"The house is clear of demons?" Dean asked.
"The house is but your feather boy saw three of them outside before he flittered off." Caleb said.
"I'm guessing he is checking on Sam." Dean said. "Uh, can you stay with Jess?"
"Where else am I going to go?" Caleb asked. "I didn't even get to grab shoes before he dropped me here."
"There is a lot going on." Dean said.
"Right, that is Winchester for you aren't going to explain right now." Caleb grumbled.
"Can you call Bobby and update him on Jess? I have to get ahold of dad." Dean said.
"Yeah, yeah I got it." Caleb said.
Taylor slumped forward and rested his head on the table.
Dean patted his back. "How'd you know?"
Taylor groaned. "I don't know."
Dean sighed and rubbed his face. "Sam is going to kill us."
"Yup." Taylor said. "Although we could erase her memory."
Andy was scared. He cried out for his mom but she didn't come to him. He was in a waiting room like the doctor had but it was empty. He stayed in his seat because he wasn't supposed to go anywhere without an adult. He pulled his feet into the seat with him and rested his head on his knees. A door opened and a cool breeze wrapped around him. He shivered. A soft voice called out to him and beckoned him to the door. He looked around. His mom still wasn't there. Was he supposed to go with the woman? He remembered the voice in John's room and covered his head. He'd wait. His mom would want him to wait.
The voice got stronger. "Andrew."
Andy felt himself being pulled toward the open door. He panicked and slammed the door. He locked it and sat with his back against the closed door. "I'll just wait here."