The Curse of Sight

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[Dark Side of the Moon]

INT. MOTEL

Empty beer cans were all over. Dean was lying on his stomach, hand under the pillow as he searched. Sitka was getting food and drinks for their drive. Haven was on the ground.

"Looking for this?" Roy asked before popping the cartridge from a handgun and tossing it to the side.

Dean turned over and Haven looked up. They looked at Sam, who also had a gun pointed at him.

"Mornin'," Dean and Haven greeted.

"Shut up. Hands where I can see 'im."

Dean and Haven lifted their hands, then lifted themselves up before he said, "Wait a minute. Is that you, Roy? It is, isn't it. Which makes you Walt. Wait. Hiya Walt."

Roy and Walt looked at each other.

Walt removed his mask. "Don't matter."

Roy lifted his mask off his face.

"Well, is it just me, or do you two seem a tad upset?" Dean asked in a taunting tone.

Walt narrowed his eyes. "You think you can flip the switch on the apocalypse and just walk away, Sam?"

Sam frowned. "Who told you that?"

"We ain't the only hunters after you." He pumped his shotgun. "See you in the next life."

"Hear me out. I can explain, okay? Please."

Haven heard three bangs and saw red.

After a pause, Walt shot Sam. Dean and Haven jumped to go to Sam.

Roy shifted to follow Dean and Haven's movements. "Stay the hell down."

"Shoot 'em," Walt demanded.

"Killin' Sam was right but Dean and Haven..."

"He made us and we just snuffed his brother and her friend, you idiot. You want to spend the rest of your life knowing Dean Winchester and Haven Jones are on your ass, 'cause I don't. Shoot 'em. We need to find Sitka."

Dean, who'd been looking at Sam's body, turned to face Roy. "Go ahead, Roy, do it. But I'm going to warn you, when I come back I'm going to be pissed. C'mon! Let's get this show on the road."

Haven narrowed. "Bring it."

"Come on, already," Walt said.

Walt stepped forward and shot Haven, then shot Dean who was staring in horror at Sam and Haven before turning to Walt with a glare.

EXT. ROAD

Sitka, who was driving back, winced as he felt a sharp pain before muttering, "Oh, Deus."

INT. HAVEN'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Haven woke up in her old house.

She noticed her younger self closing her eyes and saw her mother.

Patty Jones sang Goodnight, My Angel by Billy Joel.

Haven smiled softly as she hummed along.

INT. IMPALA

Dean was sitting in the Impala, sleeping. He was wearing his leather jacket over his normal clothes. Thunder sounded and he woke up. He got out of the car and shut the door. The trunk closed. Dean turned towards the sound. 13-year-old Sam was there, holding a crate of fireworks.

"Sammy?" Dean called.

"Come on, let's go," Sam said, walking off.

"Weird dream," Dean commented.