𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 • 𝐒𝐏𝐍

Flashback : The Letter From Dean

   Seconds into the rifling of Bella's room the phone rang. Dean made his way to answer it and low and behold it was Bella on the other line. This made Dean upset and per usual Bella was tying up lose ends and poking Deans buttons all at the same time.

    Dean hadn't even finished his retort when the motel door came crashing in. Police rushing to apprehend him an Sam. All the while Agent Henriksen has a smile plastered across his face. Once they arrive at the station the boys are shuffled into the lobby to be gawked at by the local officers and their innocent security.

    Once locked away the taunting began, the same horrid taunting those of the law give to most inmates. It's their way of proving they are superior is it not? Once Henriksen's superior arrived he is handed mounds of paperwork to complete. It was most definitely not what he was expecting. His superior marches right past him on a mission to chat with Sam and Dean.

   Once inside the holding cell he greets the boys as any authority would, that was until he removed a gun from his jacket pocket and shot Dean. The blood spattered the wall behind him and knocked both the boys back. Sam recovered quickly and went after the gun but that didn't stop the agent from shooting after 3 or 4 more bullets into Dean.

   As soon as Sam saw the black eyes of the demon before him he began the exorcism ritual. Chanting words in Latin hoping to expel the demon form the agents body. "Sorry I've gotta cut this short, it's gonna be a long night fellas" the demons voice rang. Then without a second to spare he left the agents body causing him to fall dead on the holding cell floor.

   Those still out in the lobby heard the agents scram and rushed to help him only it was too late. When they arrived they found the agent dead on the ground and a gun in Sam's hand. Sam pleaded with them to wait hoping that if he could talk to them they would understand the grave danger they were all in. "He shot him!" An officer yelled. "I didn't shot him. I didn't shoot anyone." Sam pleaded back. "He shot me!" Dean yelled over the commotion as agent Henriksen yelled for the boys to get on their knees.

   "Okay okay okay don't shoot please" Sam wimpered as he set the gun on the ground and slide it towards Henriksen. "We didn't shoot him. Check the body. There's no blood. We did not kill him." Sam pleaded trying his best to stay as calm as possible. "Go ahead, check him" Henriksen said. An officer bent down and just as Sam said no blood was found on the body. "Vic there's no bullet wounds" the officer said. "He's probably been dead for months" Dean spit. His voice laced with them clear pain of several severe wounds. "What did you do to him." Vics voice was calm. "We didn't do anything!" Dean spat back.

"Talk or I shoot" Vic replied. "You won't believe us!" The pain becoming more and more evident in deans tone. "He was possessed" Sam spoke up. He was hoping to calm the situation down. The officers looked at one another the speculation clear on their face. "Possessed? Right" The eye roll was clear in Henriksen's voice "fire up the chopper were taking them out of here now." Dean was more then excited to be put on a chopper which should have been a red flag however no one sensed a problem until only static was received in their hand radio.

When the agent walked outside to investigate he only found a destroyed helicopter and many dead officers and agents. The confusion and distress were painted on his face as he investigated wether anyone was left alive. Sadly, no one was left. Just many dead bodies strewn across the parking lot. "Their dead. I think they're all dead" he radioed back inside. However just as he finished his sentence he was blown back in the force of an explosion.

Back inside Henriksen was still pointing his gun at the boys waiting to escort them to the helicopter. That's when he heard the explosion "Reidy?" He tried once "Reidy?!" Then twice but there was no response.