𝐱𝐱𝐱
( 𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇 )
𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾 𝗈𝖿 1𝗑16 - 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄
▬▬▬ SAM ENTERS THE MOTEL ROOM THAT DEAN BOOKED AND LOOKS AROUND FOR DEAN, he sees Elena sitting on a chair, Dean comes out of the restroom and sees Sam.
"Dude, I got to talk to you." Sam says.
"So, hot little Meg is summoning the Daeva?"
"Looks like she was using that black altar to control the thing."
"So, Sammy's got a thing for the bad girl."
Elena got up and turned on the news, news she was not excepting.
"Breaking news, this is the fifty victims that have died in Mystic Falls, Virginia, the FBI has all their full attention to this small town. What the officers are calling it is a carnivore killer, in all these victims there are bite marks on their necks. Stay tuned for more at ten."
Elena had tears in her eyes, she couldn't believe it, who were killing all these innocent victims? Could have it been the brothers? Her enemies?
"Elena are you okay?" Sam and Dean looked at Elena with a confused face.
Sam had it figured it out, she was crying because it is her hometown.
"Is that your hometown?"
"Yeah. It is."
"Maybe you should sit out for this case." Sam suggested.
"No, I'm okay. Really."
Later, Dean is leaving a message on John's voicemail. While he is talking, Sam enters the room with bags full of weapons.
"We think we've got a serious lead on the thing that killed Mom. So, uh, this warehouse, it's 1435 West Erie. Dad, if you get this, get to Chicago as soon as you can." He hangs up.
"Voicemail?" Sam asks.
"Yeah." Dean replies.
"I ransacked that trunk. Holy water, every weapon that I could think of, exorcism rituals from about a half dozen religions. I'm not sure what to expect, so I guess we should just expect everything." Dean nods, and they begin loading their guns silently.
"Big night."
"Yeah. You nervous?" Sam asks.
"No. Why, are you?"
"No. No way." They are silent for a few seconds. "God, could you imagine if we actually found that damn thing? That demon?" Sam questioned.
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, alright?"
"I know. I'm just saying, what if we did? What if this whole thing was over tonight? Man, I'd sleep for a month. Go back to school, be a person again."
"You wanna go back to school?"
"Yeah, once we're done hunting the thing."
"Huh."
"Why, is there something wrong with that?"
"No. No, it's, uh, great. Good for you." Dean says.
"I mean, what are you gonna do when it's all over?"
Dean thinks, "It's never gonna be over. There's gonna be others. There's always gonna be something to hunt."
"But there's got to be something that you want for yourself—"
"Yeah, I don't want you to leave the second this thing's over, Sam."
Dean walks over to the dresser.
"Dude, what's your problem?" Sam asked
Dean is silent for a while, then turns back to Sam, "Why do you think I drag you everywhere? Huh? I mean, why do you think I came and got you at Stanford in the first place?"
"Because Dad was in trouble and you wanted to find the thing that killed Mom." Sam replied.
"Yes, that, but it's more than that, man." Dean returns to the dresser and is silent again, then once more turns to Sam, "You and me and Dad—I mean, I want us, I want us to be together again. I want us to be a family again."
"Dean, we are a family. I'd do anything for you. But things will never be the way they were before."
Dean looks heartbroken, "Could be."
"I don't want them to be. I'm not gonna live this life forever. Dean, when this is all over, you're gonna have to let me go my own way." Sam and Dean share a look.
Elena stayed silent hearing their conversation, what was she going to do after they caught this demon that they killed their mom?
✫☆✫
The three arrived at a warehouse. Sam, Dean, and Elena climb the elevator gate and reach the top room. Meg is standing at the altar, speaking in an ancient language. Quietly, the three squeeze through the space between the gate and the wall. They draw their guns and move to the other side of the room, hiding behind some crates.
"Guys." Everyone looks at each other, stunned, "Hiding's a little bit childish, don't you think?"
"Well, that didn't work out as I planned."
Meg turns around to face them, "Why don't you come out?"
Elena and the brothers come out from behind the crates.
"Sam, I have to say, this puts a real crimp in our relationship."
"Yeah, tell me about it." Sam says.
"So, where's your little Daeva friend?" Elena asks.
"Around. You know, I thought you were dumber than you look, Elena."
"So, who is it, Meg? Who's coming? Who are you waiting for?" Sam questions.
"You."
The shadow demon begins to form on the wall. It knocks Sam to the ground, throws Dean into the crates, and Elena at the wall. A claw-like scratch appears on Sam's face.
Moments later the three are tied to three separate posts. Sam comes to and sees Meg sitting before him.
"Hey, Sam? Don't take this the wrong way, but your girlfriend is a bitch." Elena says.
Dean let a laugh out.
"This, the whole thing, was a trap. Running into you at the bar, following you here, hearing what you had to say. It was all a set-up, wasn't it?"
Meg laughs.
"And that the victims were from Lawrence?"
"It doesn't mean anything. It was just to draw you in, that's all."
"You killed those two people for nothing!"
"Baby, I've killed a lot more for a lot less." Meg says.
"You trapped us. Good for you. It's Miller time." Dean smiles, "But why don't you kill us already?"
"Not very quick on the uptake, are we?" She leans in closer to Dean, "This trap isn't for you." Dean is puzzled.
Sam thinks for a second, then realizes something, "Dad. It's a trap for Dad."
Dean looks at Meg, who smiles at him.
"Oh, sweetheart, you're dumber than you look. Cause even if Dad was in town, which he is not, he wouldn't walk into something like this. He's too good."
"He is pretty good. I'll give you that." She walks over to him and sits down, straddling his legs, "But you see, he has one weakness."
"What's that?" Dean asks.
"You. He lets his guard down around his boys, lets his emotions cloud his judgment. I happen to know he is in town. And he'll come and try to save you. And then the Daevas will kill everybody, nice and slow and messy."
"Well, I've got news for you. It's gonna take a lot more than some, shadow to kill him."
"Oh, the Daevas are in the room here, they're invisible. Their shadows are just the only part you can see."
"Why are you doing this, Meg? What kind of deal you got worked out here, huh? And with who?"
"I'm doing this for the same reasons you do what you do, loyalty. Love. Like the love you had for Mommy and Jess." Meg said as she smirks.
"Go to hell."
"Baby, I'm already there." She smiles and slides over to Sam, "Come on, Sam. There's no need to be nasty." She leans in to whisper in his ear, "I think we both know how you really feel about me. You know, I saw you watching me– changing in my apartment. Turned you on, didn't it?"
"Get a room, you two." Dean says.
"I didn't mind. I liked that you were watching me. Come on, Sammy. You and I can still have a little dirty fun." Meg begins kissing Sam's neck.
Elena looked at them and turned away, a hint of small jealous arose from her.
"You wanna have fun? Go ahead then. I'm a little tied up right now." Meg smiles and continues to kiss Sam.
A noise on Elena's side of the room makes her stop. She gets up and walks behind Elena's post. She sees Elena has a knife in her hand. She takes it away and tosses it into a corner. Meg swings around to the other side of the post and smiles at Elena, who chuckles guiltily. She slides back over to Sam.
"It was worth a try Lena." Dean whispers.
"Lena?" Elena questions.
"Now, were you just trying to distract me while your little girlfriend cuts free?" Meg says to Sam.
"No. No. That's because I have a knife of my own." Meg is confused. Sam breaks free from his ropes and grabs Meg's shoulders, then knocks his head against hers. She falls to the floor while he groans in pain.
"Sam! Get the altar." Dean shouted.
Sam walks over to the altar and overturns it. Suddenly, the shadow demon appears and grabs Meg. She is dragged across the floor and crashes through the window, falling down to the street below. Sam grabs his knife and cuts Dean and Elena free from their ropes. They walk over to the window and see Meg sprawled on the sidewalk, dead.
"So, I guess the Daevas didn't like being bossed around." Sam says.
"Yeah, I guess not. Hey, Sam?"
"Hm?"
"Next time you wanna get laid, find a girl that's not so buckets-o'-crazy, huh?" Sam smiles and walks away.
✫☆✫
The three are walking back to the motel room.
"Why didn't you just leave that stuff in the car?" Dean asked Sam.
"I said it before, and I'll say it again, better safe than sorry."
Dean unlocks the door and they enter the room. They see the outline of a man standing by the window.
"Hey!"
Sam turns on the light. The man turns around. It is John. Sam and Dean are stunned, "Dad?"
"Hey, boys."
Dean and John walk towards each other and share a long, emotional hug. Sam watches sadly while Elena was not standing awkwardly not knowing the boy's father was in here. Dean and John pull apart a few seconds later, "Hi, Sam."
"Hey, Dad." Sam softly spoke. Sam and John do not hug but look at each other. Sam places the bag full of weapons on the floor.
"And you must be?" John went up to Elena to give her a handshake.
"Elena, sir."
"Dad, it was a trap. I didn't know, I'm sorry." Dean says.
"It's all right. I thought it might've been."
"Were you there?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, I got there just in time to see the girl take the swan dive. She was the bad guy, right?"
"Yes, sir." Both the brothers replied.
"Good. Well, it doesn't surprise me. It's tried to stop me before."
"The demon has?"
"It knows I'm close. It knows I'm gonna kill it. Not just exorcise it or send it back to hell, actually kill it." John says.
"How?"
John smiles, "I'm working on that."
"Let us come with you. We'll help." Dean gives Sam a warning look.
"No, Sam. Not yet. Just try to understand. This demon is a scary son of a bitch. I don't want you caught in a crossfire. I don't want you hurt."
"Dad, you don't have to worry about us."
"Of course I do. I'm your father. And Elena here can get hurt." He pauses. And for a moment everyone was silent, "Listen, Sammy, last time we were together, we had one hell of a fight."
"Yes, sir."
"It's good to see you again. It's been a long time."
"Too long." Sam and John embrace, crying. A minute later, they pull apart. The three of them look around tearfully. Suddenly, the shadow demon attacks John. He is thrown into a set of cabinets and falls to the ground. Sam also falls.
"Sam!" Elena yelled.
"No!" Dean yells, he is thrown to the floor as well.
Outside, Meg is watching the apartment. She looks at the building while holding a pendant around her neck, which features the Zoroastrian symbol.
All four are still being attacked by the shadow demon. They groan and scream in pain as they are flung around the room. Fresh scratches appear on their faces. Elena makes her way to the bag of weapons on the floor. She removes a flare from the bag.
"Shut your eyes! These things are shadow demons, so let's light 'em up!" She lights the flare, and the room is instantly filled with smoke and brilliant white light. The shadow demon vanishes. The four of them try to feel their way around the room, coughing and sputtering.
"Dad!" Dean yells.
"Over here!" Dean makes his way to John and helps him up. Sam and Elena follow them out of the room, carrying the bag of weapons.
All four of them exit the building and walk down an alley to the car. Elena gave Sam the weapons and he puts the bag in the backseat of the car.
"Alright, come on. We don't have much time. As soon as the flare's out, they'll be back."
"Wait, wait, wait! Sam, wait. Dad, you can't come with us."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"You boys, you're beat to hell."
"We'll be all right."
"Dean, we should stick together. We'll go after those demons—"
"Sam! Listen to me! We almost got Dad killed in there. Don't you understand? They're not gonna stop. They're gonna try again. They're gonna use us to get to him. I mean, Meg was right. Dad's vulnerable when he's with us. He's stronger without us around."
"Dad, no." Sam puts a hand on his father's shoulder. Dean watches sadly. "After everything, after all the time we spent looking for you, please. I got to be a part of this fight."
"Sammy, this fight is just starting. And we are all gonna have a part to play. For now, you've got to trust me, son." Sam shakes his head no, "Okay, you've got to let me go." All three of them are silent for a moment, close to tears. Elena watches them. Finally, Sam looks at his hand on his dad's shoulder, and then pats his father's shoulder once, then let's go. John and Dean share a look, then John
walks to his truck. Once there, he looks back at them one more time. "Be careful, boys." Then he looks at Elena, "You take care of my sons."
Elena nodded her head.
John drives away.
"Come on." The three get into the car and watch as the boy's father's truck turns the corner. Dean and Sam look at each other knowingly. Without a word, Dean starts the car. He backs into the street, then speeds down the road and around a corner. Meg comes onto the street from a flight of stairs. She turns and watches the boys leave.