Supernatural: Anastasia Steele

Chapter 104. Time Is On My Side

Deans POV

The demon begins screaming and thrashing about in the chair, he's tied up to, after Ana threw Holy Water on him. "You ready to talk?" I ask him. "I don't know. I don't know anything!" The demon shouts. "Oh, you hear that guys? He doesn't know anything." I sneer and Sam and Ana smirk. "Yeah, we heard." Sam says.

"I'm telling you the truth." The demon says. "Oh, are you? My God, then I owe you an apology. Allow me to make it up to you." I say as Ana hands me the Holy Water. Then I force the water into the demons mouth. "I'm gonna ask you one last time...who holds my contract?!" I ask angrily.

The demon goes quiet, head hanging, then he looks up his eyes are black and he is smiling. "Your mother. Yeah, she, uh, showed it to me right before I bent her over." The demon sneers and I in closer to him. "I want a name. Or else..." I growl.

"Or what? You're gonna squirt your Holy Water in both ends? Please. Brother, that's like a flea bite compared to what's coming to me if I tell you Jack. Do what you want. The only thing I'm scared of is the demon holding your ticket." The demon says as I stare at him before I look at Sam, who nods and begins reading the exorcism.

"How does that feel? Does that feel good?" I ask the demon as he starts to scream and squirm. "Go ahead. Send me back to hell...'cause when you get there, I'll be waiting for you...with a few pals who are dying for a nice little meet and greet with Dean Winchester." He says.

"Should I?" Sam asks me and I glare at the demon. "Send him someplace he can't hurt anyone else." I say and Sam continues the exorcism. As the demon begins screaming, I see Ana looking at me and I know she can see the fear and nervousness on my face.

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After burying the body, Ana and I make our way back to the cabin, and enter it just as Sam gets off the phone. "Bury the body?" He asks us. "Yeah. Looks like these demons ride 'em hard just for kicks." I say as I open and chug on a beer then crash tiredly onto the couch.

"What was that phone call all about?" Ana asks Sam as she grabs a beer and drinks it. "Remember that thing in the paper yesterday?" He asks us. "Stripper suffocates dude with tights?" I ask. "Off course that would've caught your eye." Ana says as her and Sam chuckle.

"The other thing." He says. "Right, the guy that walked into the E.R and kneels over dead. His stomach ripped out?" I say. "His liver, actually. Anyways, I just found out something pretty interesting." Sam tells us. "What?" Ana asks. "The dead body covered in bloody fingerprints, not the victims." Sam explains.

"Okay, great. My man Dave Caruso will be stoked to hear it." I say. "Those fingerprints match a guy who died in 1981." Sam adds and Ana and I sit in silence. "Really? So, what are we talking? Uh, walking dead? Walking, killing dead?" Ana asks. "Maybe." Sam says shrugging. "Zombies do like the other other white meat. Huh." I say then I look up at Sam. "Speaking of, why do you care about zombies?"

"What do you mean?" Sam ask me. "Well, you've been on soul-saving detail for months now. And we're three weeks out and all of the sudden, you're interested in some hot zombie action?" I point out. "Hey, man, you're the one who's been all gung ho to hunt. I just thought I'd be doing you a favour." Sam says offended.

"Hey, no, no, no, no, no. I didn't say I didn't want to do it, okay. I mean obviously I want to hunt some zombies." I say. "Okay, fine, whatever." Sam says exasperated.

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"Yeah, the rest of the body was still intact. The liver was the only organ missing." The coroner says as we stand in his lab, listening to him. "Now, where the liver was ripped out, did you happen to notice...any...teeth marks?" I ask and the coroner gives us a look then asks. "Can I see your badges?"