You Saved Me(A Supernatural Fan-Fic) Season 3

Chapter 11

~Sam P.O.V~

Standing there was my friend Maggie but within her she was no longer herself. Apart of my heart broke. I just know Maggie is fighting this bastard trying to crawl out and take control. Her eyes went back to their usual ocean blue hue as she looked at us.

"Well boys, looks like your precious little Mutt is gone, what are you going to do that you already haven't done?" She asks. Just her tone alone was confirming for me that this wasn't Maggie. It was cold and vindictive.

"Meg" Dean says in anger. No way! I stalked forward grabbing her by her throat. It wouldn't hurt Maggie I knew that much. "Not Meg but,  Harder daddy! This little mutt loves it" She says just to annoy me.

"Don't fuck with us, you little bitch!" Dean screams. I could tell he was struggling to keep his cool. I let go off her throat pushing her back a little. I couldn't hold her any longer. All I can see is Maggie.

"Get out of her! Your fight is with us, not her!" I said barely even recognising my own voice. She only laughs hysterically as if taking pleasure in our anger and pain.

"Anyone is fair game Sammy, and all of us know just how much your brother and you love this little abomination" she says with a giggle. She raised her arms as she stretched revelling in our misery.

"And this body feels amazing. The power she has that she just wastes. I can tell you now, I won't waste it"  She began to chant in Latin making the whole motel shake. Other guests were screaming in fear before Dean pulled me back to stop the ceiling falling in on me.  The sound of the wood and metal hitting the floor was sickening. When we looked up Maggie was gone.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean shouts in frustration. He got the Colt out of our little safe and loaded it. He was terrified of Maggie getting her hands on it. He's afraid she'll use it on herself. She doesn't even have the combination for it.

"Dean! We need to think! This demon is working with the ones here already! This is to distract us! And what if that kills Maggie ?!" I say thinking as logically as I could.

I knew Dean would fly off the handle. As much as he denied it I knew he had a thing for Maggie. Hell, anyone would. The woman is beautiful!

"All bets are off now sammy. Their heads will be rolling!" Dean tells me and walks out toward the car.  Oh these demons are beyond screwed.

~6 Weeks Later~

~Dean P.O.V~

It had been weeks since we lost Mags to that demonic bitch. We'd caught wind of the same kind of  cases that took us to the previous town here in South Dakota. Freak suicides out of nowhere, family murder out the blue! The works. The only thing that Sam found that connected them was all the men who murdered their families or committed suicide went to the same bar. A bar in the center of town called Hellfire Bar. Isn't that just ironic.

"These bastards are dead when I get my hands on them" Sam says as he follows me to Baby. In the search for Mags he had been even worse than me. We were desperate to find her. The fact she hasn't just showed up to us again made us realise that demon was still in control of her body. In the past few weeks we've ganked more demons than we ever had in the search for her and it was all dead ends.

"How can we know this is the right demon?" Sam asks as he opened the door. "What if it's another in a long series of dead ends Dean ?!" He shouts clearly as worried as me.

I wanted Mags back just as much as him. Maybe even more. Not having her with us was killing me. I missed her smile, her corny jokes, how she used to just draw for hours while we were driving through the country in the back seat. She drew Sam and I a lot. Her talent and sheer loving nature just made me swoon. I can't hold it back any longer.