All Things Must Pass | D.WINCHESTER

9. Anew

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CHAPTER NINE - ANEW

The day passes really quick. Not much conversation occurs with Sam, as you two sit in the impala across the street from the home of the Carrigans. Dean and Stevie have been inside for quite a long time and your legs won't stop bouncing up and down in a fret that something must've gone wrong. Then, you wondering why and how the hell Dean let Sam take baby, but then you remember that when Stevie and Dean team up, she loves to call the shots. Your fingers start to shake, one peeling a hangnail on your thumb in anxiousness. This is a two person job, how the hell did it take this long? Especially if it's Dean and Stevie.

"Dean and Vie have been in there for too long, Sam."

He looks down at his watch, eyebrows raising in surprise.

"You're right."

You grab the stake next you, "so, let's head in."

In minutes, Sam and you are peeking through a mirror and glancing in, you see the Carrigans cooking sweetly together side by side. You turn and look up at Sam, squinting at him in question trying to understand what happened. Where is Dean and Stevie, and why aren't the Carrigans doing anything evil? Sam and you take a few steps back and lean against the side of the house, out of the view of the window. Staying in silence for a few moments, you begin to think that you are right -- the four of you should've done this together and not split up.

"Okay, I don't get it." You announce. "Did they not go in yet, or-"

"Your truck is still here. They have to be inside, maybe waiting for the perfect moment?" Sam suggests, frowning with a shrug.

"Something isn't right, I can feel it Sam."

"Okay, it's okay. I'll call them, yeah?" Sam takes a moment to pull out his phone and dials a number, his hand on his hip, waiting.

Instead of watching him, you turn around and take a peek back inside the house. Instantly, you hear a faint and familiar song ring inside. Tilting your head in confusion, your eyes go wide once you see the faded green jacket lying on the floor, and a few inches, sticking out of the doorway, are the thick boots of Dean's. Oh no.

Fuck.

Turning around, you grip on Sam's forearm in a rush and stare at him with your mouth agape and eyes searching for his.

"What? Are you okay-"

"I think they're inside." You panic. "I heard Stevie's ringtone, saw Dean's jacket and I think...I think they have them trapped inside the house. I saw his boots."

Sam's eyes light up and looks behind you in the direction of the window. He drops down to the ground and pulls you with him. Before you can say a word, he raises his finger to his mouth and then points up to the window, signaling that he saw someone. He then gets up on his feet and waves his hand for you to follow him.

"Sam, we are not splitting up. Look what happen-"

"I know, I know but hear me out." He raises his hands in front of him. "You take the back, so they don't see you coming. I'll go straight it, and I'll distract them. Maybe you can get to Stevie and Dean, then we can work together."

"Sam..."

"It can be risky, but it's simple Y/N, alright?"

You shake your head, "No. You take the back. I'll go right through the front, that's that."

"Okay." He lowers his hands, then through the impala's window, he takes out a gun and quickly tucks it into the back of his pants. "Let's go."

As you approach the front door of the house, you suddenly hear screaming and a couple of curses. It's Stevie's voice and your heart begins to thump against your chest. Without anymore hesitation, you bust through the door with all your strength, shoulder throbbing with pain as you use it to bust in.