Supernatural : The Forgotten One

Chapter 9- Sam POV

I was driving down the street, not entirely sure where I was going. I was just following the signs that pointed in the direction of a hospital. Dad was sitting next to me and Dean was asleep spread out in the back seat. They both looked like hell but all I could think about was Eve.

I could not figure out what was going on with her. Or if it was even really her? The yellow eyed demon did not respond to the holy water; maybe she was possessed by something like him. But if that was true, why was she helping us?

Dad gasped in pain.

"Look, just hold on, alright. The hospital's only ten minutes away." I told him hoping it was true.

"I'm surprised at you, Sammy. Why didn't you kill it? I thought we saw eye-to-eye on this? Killing this demon comes first. Before me, before everything." He said to me.

I looked into the rear view mirror at Dean and knew that he was wrong.

"No, sir. Not before everything. Look, we've still got the Colt. We still have one bullet left. We just have to start over, alright? I mean, we already found the demon." I said to him but before I could finish my eyes were filled with light.

I looked out the passenger side windows of the Impala. It was only a second from me seeing the eighteen wheeler before it smashed into the passenger side of the Impala. I did not know what happened, if we were even still on the road, or how much time had passed. I was in pain all over and my ears were ringing. I looked out the window to see the driver of the truck still sitting behind the wheel. His eyes turned black. I looked over to see Dad, and Dean unconscious and obviously more hurt then they were a moment ago. They were covered in Blood.

I could not help but close my eyes. My eyelids felt like they wade a hundred pounds.