As the demon worked inside of Paige, she was strapped to the chair. The demon Ari kept trying to get into Deans head.
"I'll kill her.", "If you touch her I'll snap her neck in two.", "This is all your fault." the words worked inside his head.
He quickly turned from the demon in his daughter and walked outside to the scrap yard behind Bobby's house. He leaned against a car and put his face in his hands.
"That's not her you know." Dean turns to see Bobby behind him.
"It's trying to get in your head." They stand in silence for a moment.
At last Dean looked up and spoke. "Let's go kill that son of a bitch." he walked up to the house and Sam met him at the door.
"It's getting worse." he looked at his brother with worry.
"What do we do?"
Dean shrugged his shoulders in defeat and followed him where they kept Paige in. She was sweating profusely and blood was dripping from her ears and nose. The demon was killing her from the inside, they all scrambled for the items of an exorcism.
Dean stepped up to the chair ready to get his daughter back. He preformed the exorcism while the demon screamed and pleaded for him to stop. He kept going not wanting to see his daughter in this state.
Her neck tilted up and the demon was gone. They all look back at Paige who was limp in the chair. Dean rushed to her and untied her. She fell to the ground but Dean caught her before she hit the ground.
When he finally had the courage he turned her over to find cold blank green eyes stare up at him.
"No, no, no, no..." he said softly silent tears streaming down his face.
He hugged her while Sam and Bobby watched speechless. It had only been three years. Three short years. The seventeen year old was to young to be taken from them. This was a huge loss.
