HELLHOUND - Supernatural

Sixty eight.

Dean escorted the mother downstairs and to the basement, the little girl in front, "Alright, no matter what you hear. You, your husband and your daughter stay in the basement." The woman scarcely nodded, holding her daughter close as they went downstairs. Dean made sure they were alright and followed, whilst Sierra, Sam and Ruby went into the next room.

"Well, I hate to be a 'told you so'." Ruby shrugged, Sam suddenly spun her around.

"Alright Ruby, where is she?"

"I don't know." Ruby shook her head unsurely, walking into the living room.

Sam huffed, starting to panic, "Sierra? Anything?"

Sierra wasn't sure either, "I can't sense her... Knowing her powers she might be able to get past those sprinklers, but I feel like I'd at least notice that."

Sam sighed in defeat, weakly turning to Ruby, "Ok, you win. What do I have to do?"

Ruby looked at him questioningly, "What do you mean?"

"To save Dean. What do you need us to do?" Sam desperately continued, ignoring how Dean suddenly came up behind him and tried to turn him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Dean demanded, feeling Sam pulling loose from him. He narrowed his eyes to Sierra questioningly, since he heard Sam say 'us'. "Sierra?"

"Sam, just take a minute-" Sierra tried to ease the younger Winchester, taking his arm, but he harshly shrugged her off.

"I thought you were with me on this, Sierra! Just shut up for a second." Sam shouted, turning to Ruby once again, "Ruby!"

Ruby stepped back, "You had your chance. You can't just flip a switch. We needed time."

"Well, there's gotta be something. There's gotta be some way, whatever it is, I'll do it!"

"We can make time. Get rid of the Hellhounds that are sent." Sierra hurried out, trying to think back to the days where she hunted victims. For once she was insanely worried. And scared. "They only send a few out at a time... We... We'll have time before they send more-"

Sam had hope in is eyes, "Could that work? Sierra?"

Sierra sternly nodded, "I'll fight them. I can do it-" Dean managed to spin Sam around, also grabbing Sierra's arm.

Sam tried to thrash him, "Don't, Dean! I'm not gonna let you go to hell, Dean!"

"Yes, you are!" Dean screamed and let him go, his other hand on Sierra's arm.

"We can't!" Sierra shouted back, knocking his arm off her. "Why won't you let us save you?!"

"Because you can't and deep down you know it!" Dean argued back, his expression furious. The pair stared at each other, panting heavily. He carefully let go, breathing calmer now. "You know... Sierra. This entire year you've always said..." His voice broke a bit now, "you've always said there's no way to get me out. So why are you trying now?"

Sierra shook her head, stepping away from him and wiping her eyes, "Because I can't lose you... I don't want you to go... I can't let you."

"Yes, you are." Dean breathed out. Sam just stared in shock, Sierra was deathly silent. "I'm sorry. I mean this is all my fault, I know that. But what you're both doing, it's not gonna save me. It's only gonna kill you."

Sam had tears building in his eyes, "Then, what am I supposed to do?"

"Keep fighting. Take care of my wheels. Sam, remember what Dad taught you... okay?" Dean explained softly. Sam nodded, refusing to allow his tears to spill. "And remember what I taught you."