Supernatural: Reclaimed

Chapter 13

Henry woke up inside the Impala in the passenger seat. He shook his head to clear the grogginess.

"Sorry about that," Dean said.

"No, you're not; you've wanted to do that since we met," Henry said.

"Henry, you need to understand something. When my dad died, I couldn't save him...no matter how bad I wanted to. I never want that to happen to Faith or Sam...ever. If there's a chance that I can save them, I'm gonna do it. They're my brother and sister. They're the only family I've got," Dean said.

"So what are you thinking," Henry asked.

"Can you slow Abaddon down? Because if you can, then I can do the rest," Dean said. They had arrived at the processing plant. Dean pulled up and parked the Impala.

"Do you have a bullet and a knife," Henry asked him. Dean handed Henry a bullet and a knife. Dean watched as Henry carved a devil's trap into the bullet. When Henry finished, he blew away the scrapings and handed the knife and bullet back to Dean.

"A devil's trap carved into a bullet, now there's one I haven't thought of," Dean said. Dean put the bullet into his gun and handed Henry the gun. "You're going to have to get close and 'close' means it could get ugly," Dean said.

"I know, but you do that for blood," Henry said.

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Dean walked in with Henry handcuffed. Dean pushed Henry in front of him and went into a large clearing in the building. Abaddon and Sam stood at the other end.

"Don't do it Dean," Henry said.

"Too late for that now," Dean said.

"That's the problem with you hunters, you're all short-sighted," Henry insulted.

"Yeah, well at least we're not extinct," Dean said, "Abaddon! I'll send Henry here over with the box. You do the same with Sam; no tricks!" Dean put the box into Henry's jacket pocket.

"My only interest is Henry and the key. You two are free to go," Abaddon replied. Dean shoved Henry forward. Henry didn't take another step.

Dean pulled out his gun, "You can do this standing, or you can do this crawling; your call." Henry sighed and started walking towards Abaddon. Abaddon let Sam go, whose hands were bound by rope, and walked towards Dean.

When Henry and Sam met in the middle, Sam paused and looked at Henry, "Henry, I'm sorry."

Henry kept walking, "Save it." Sam walked over to Dean, who cut the rope that bound his hands.

"Don't do this, Dean. This is a bad idea," Sam said.

"Shut your mouth, come on, let's go," Dean said, leaving the room. Suddenly, the giant metal door closed, blocking their way of leaving. Dean turned to Abaddon and yelled, "We had a deal!"

She laughed, "Surprise, I lied." Suddenly, Abaddon thrust her hand into Henry's abdomen.

"Henry," Sam yelled, running towards him.

Dean restrained him, however, "Wait, wait." Blood started to fill Henry's mouth. His white dress shirt became stained with blood. Abaddon drew her hand back to her side. Henry took his hands out of the handcuffs and pulled out his gun.

"You're not the only one," Henry said. He shoved the gun under Abaddon's neck and fired. The bullet went straight into her head.

Abaddon gasped and looked at Henry, "Whoo! What a blast! Now, give me the box." Abaddon reached into Henry's pocket and pulled out a pack of cards. She threw the box onto the ground, "Where is it?" Thunder broke and the lights blew. "Ok, we can do this the hard way," she said. She opened her mouth and looked up. Nothing happened. "Why am I stuck," Abaddon yelled. Henry fell to the ground; Dean let Sam run to his side this time. "You still didn't kill me," Abaddon said.

"No, but you'll wish we did," Dean said walking up to her with his machete. He went to swing, but Abaddon still had her powers. She flung him across the room. He collided with a wall. His machete was only a few feet from Abaddon. Sam got up to help Dean, but Abaddon flung him into the machinery in the clearing. Henry thought he heard something snap as Sam's body met the machinery. Sam fell to the ground in a pile.

Abaddon turned her attention towards Henry, "Give me the box!" Unexpectedly, the metal doors that once blocked Sam and Dean's escape opened. There stood Faith, her wing fully healed. "The Fairy returns," Abaddon yelled. Faith raised her and made a fist. Abaddon began to gag, "That's...not...fair!"

"Yeah, who cares," Dean said, slicing her head off. Abaddon's head fell to the ground. "That devil's trap in your noggin is going to keep you from smoking out. We're going to cut you into little steaks and bury each strip under cement. You might not be dead, but you'll wish you were," Dean said. Dean dropped his machete and ran to Sam. Faith had healed Henry and ran to Sam. Sam had fallen unconscious. Faith ran her hand over Sam's body, looking for damage.

Faith wore a look of concern, "his intervertebral discs have shifted; some have broken. He might not make it."

"Fix it," Dean yelled to her. Henry had walked over and leaned over his grandson.

"Dean! If I do this, he might not be able to walk! He might be in excruciating pain for the rest of his life," Faith yelled.

"That's better than him dead," Dean said.

Faith sighed and looked at her little brother, "This will hurt Sammy, just hold on." Faith placed her hand on Sam's chest and began healing Sam. A yellow light glowed from her hand as she focused all her energy on Sam. Sam opened his eyes and gasped.

"Sammy, wait," Dean commanded. Sam screamed in pain as Faith finished healing him. When Faith finished, she bounced back and panted. She had used most of her energy healing Sam.

"Are you ok," Henry asked her.

"I'm fine," she said through her breaths. Dean looked at Sam, who had stopped screaming.

"Can you move," Dean asked him.

"Yeah, I think so," Sam said.

"Alright, then let's go," Dean said. Dean helped Faith up and started to walk towards the door, but stopped when Sam exclaimed in surprise. Faith and Dean turned to find Sam staring at his legs.

"What is it," Faith asked him.

"I can't feel my legs," Sam said.