The Winchester Three (S1): The Beginning

Ch 14 Section 3

Sam walked in the front door and went to a fire alarm on the wall. Just as he's about to pull it a man came walking down the hallway so he moved to the stairs like he's going up them. After the man left through the front door he quickly went and pulled the alarm.

Outside the building people are running out as the firemen are coming in. Angel came up to one of the firemen, her hair was down and her shirt was tied exposing her stomach.

She twirled her hair as she looked up at the man with wide eyes, "Oh no... What's happening? Is it a fire?"

The fireman checked her out before clearing his throat, "We're figuring that out right now, ma'am. Just stay back."

"It's just... i've got a Yorkie upstairs and she gets scared with loud noises." She laughed then motioned for Dean to go forward as she grabbed onto the man's arm, "Wow! You're so strong! What do you lift 320? I bet more like 400, a big man like you..."

He smiled at her and started talking as Dean moved behind them to the fire truck. He found a compartment and picked the lock, grabbing three uniforms before giving her the okay.

"Thanks so much for your service by the way." Angel cut the guy off, "I see my brother, i'll just go wait behind the line."

Once inside the building Angel, Dean and Sam hurried down the hallway dressed in full fireman gear- helmets, breathing apparatus, etc.

Dean spoke as he used his EMF to check the doors of the apartments, "I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up."

Sam eyed him, "You never told me that."

"I always wanted to be a nurse. Big whoop, we're hunters now." Angel dismissed with a mumble, "No need to live in the past."

Before Sam could comment, Dean's EMF started reading high.

He banged on the door giving that reading, "This is the fire department. We need you to evacuate."

The people in the apartment unlocked the door and the boys shoved it open. A woman was thrown backwards as Angel, Dean and Sam came through. The three sprayed the couple with the holy water from their tanks, burning them painfully. Dean punched the man and shoved him into a closet.

"Come on!"

Sam and Angel grabbed the woman off the table and shoved her in as well. Dean and Angel leaned against the door just as it lurched when the demons inside tried to get out.

"Hurry up!"

Sam grabbed a canister of salt from the duffel bag and ran a line around the closet door. As soon as he finished it the pounding stopped. The three took off the fireman gear and moved to the bedroom door. They slowly open it to see John, unconscious and beaten, on the bed.

Dean and Angel ran to him immediately, "Dad?"

Dean's eyes lifted to Angel in a panic before she fretted over him.

Angel checked for a pulse then leaned down and listened, "He's still breathing." Sam and Dean both look on relieved, "He's alive."

"Dad, wake up." Dean shook him, "Dad!"

He took out a knife and was about to cut the restraints around John's wrists but was stopped by Sam, "Wait. Wait."

Angel lifted her head, "We don't have time for this Sam. He needs help."

"He could be possessed for all we know."

Dean glared, "What, are you nuts?"

"Guys, we got to be sure."

Sam took a flask of holy water out of the duffle bag and sprinkled it on John. It had no effect.

"Sam?" John moaned as he started to wake up, "Why are you splashing water on me?"

Angel took a breath, "Oh thank god."

Dean leaned down, "Dad, are you okay?"

"They've been drugging me. Where's the Colt?"

Sam answered from the foot of the bed as Dean and Angel cut him free, "Don't worry, Dad, it's safe."

"Good job..." John repeated over and over as they got him up, "Good job you three... Good job..."

The three of them carried John out of the bedroom as the front door suddenly burst open. A man and a fireman ran in.

"Go!" Sam hurried, "Go!"

"Get to the back!" Angel instructed, pushing them, "Now! Hurry!"

They rushed back into the bedroom and slammed the door locking it when an axe suddenly came through the door. Angel ran a line of salt at the bedroom door as the boys helped John out on the fire escape.

"Angel!" Dean yelled, "Come on!"

Angel tossed him the duffel bag and went through the window out onto the fire escape. She ran salt along the window sill as Sam and Dean helped John down onto the street. When she moved ahead of them she was suddenly attacked from the side and thrown to the ground.

She quickly rolled out of the way as a foot came toward her face and got up. As the Demon approached she brought her arms out and then raised her forearms blocking an oncoming hit before using her other hand to punch him in the throat. It jarred him back a little but all it really did was piss him off enough to growl and tackle her to the floor. He pinned Angel down on the street and started strangling her.

Dean and Sam both rushed to her aid after setting John down but were quickly thrown painfully into parked cars. Angel gasped for air and grappled with the man's hands as black dots swam around her vision. Her eyes traveled to the Demons, who smiled as hers got lower and lower.

Suddenly a gunshot went off and the man got a bullet through the head after flashing bright colors. He fell off of Angel, dead. Above him was Dean, standing with the Colt. He put it away and came over to his sister who was on her side coughing and gasping for air. Sam joined them, in shock and helped her up along with Dean.

"Angel!" Dean yelled as they helped her, "You're alright, it's okay. Come on."

"Breath, Ang."

They got her to her feet and they looked at the dead man. The demon was dead and so was the man it was possessing.

Dean's face turns hard, "Come on. We gotta get out of here."

They hurried over to John and picked him up, leaving the area in a hurry.