"You're dead, John." Meg growled, "Your kids are dead."
"I've never used the gun." John said as he backed away slowly, "How could I know it wouldn't work?"
"I'm so not in the mood for this." Meg glared as she advanced on him slowly, "I've just been shot!"
"Well then I guess you're lucky the gun wasn't real."
"That's funny, John. We're going to strip the skin from your bones, but that was funny."
A noise of gas escaping from a nearby pipe distracted Meg for a split second and John ran into the other room. He locked the door and went down a hatch into the alley he was in earlier, lined with pipes. Meg and the other demon kicked open the door and followed. John reached the other end and turned on a tap so water started gushing over the floor. The other demon, now in front of Meg, paused at the sound but then continued anyway. As he walked through the water his feet began steaming and he jumped backwards, yelling.
"Holy water, John?" Meg called after him as he took off, "Real cute."
At Monica's house...
Dean held his phone to his ear as he frowned, "Dad's not answering."
"Maybe Meg was late." Sam offered, "Maybe cell reception is bad."
"Or maybe he's just in the middle of the drop right now."
Dean didn't look convinced, "Yeah well..."
The radio in the Impala started to chatter with static making Angel tense, "That's not good..."
Sam rolled the dial on the radio, hearing more static come and go. The wind picked up just then, right before the lights in the house flicker.
"It's coming."
They jumped out of the car and ran up to the door. Angel quickly used a card to slide the lock on the front door open so they could enter silently. As they approached the lounge, Angel first, then Sam, Dean was confronted by Monica's husband. He swung a bat at Dean's head but missed.
"Get out of my house!" Dean quickly closed in and grappled with him, grabbing the bat, "Get out of my house!"
"Please." Sam yelled to him over the commotion, "Mr. Holden, please."
"Sir, we're here to help you!" Angel yelled after, "Calm down!"
Dean easily took control. He swung the man against the wall and held the bat across his throat.
"Be quiet and listen to me." Dean demanded, "We are trying to help you."
"Charlie?" Monica called from upstairs, "Is everything okay?"
Holden yelled, "Monica get the baby!"
Sam yelled at the same time, running with Angel, "Don't go in the nursery!"
"You stay away from her!"
He struggled to get away from Dean but Dean backhanded him, knocking him unconscious, before putting him over his shoulder in a fireman's lift. Upstairs, Monica, in her nightgown pushed the door to the nursery open. Worry filled her when she saw a dark figure standing over baby Rosie's cot.
"What are you..."
The figure raised his hand and Monica was flung back against the wall. Sam and Angel raced up the stairs and along the corridor as Monica slid up the wall and onto the ceiling. They entered the room and the dark figure turned to them, yellow eyes shining. Angel stopped, remembering those same eyes from when she was a kid and hesitated. She backed up in fear as Sam also froze behind her.
Monica screamed, "Rosie!"
Sam raised the colt and immediately pulled the trigger but the demon disappeared into smoke. Monica screamed again as she fell to the floor.
Sam swung around, "Where the hell did it go!?"
Angels eyes darted around the room, "I dont know..."
"My baby!" Monica stood, trying to move toward the cot, but was caught by Sam, "My baby!"
"No wait!"
Monica fought him, "My baby!!"
"It's okay." Angel rushed past them, "I got her. Get her out of here, Sam."
"Rosie!"
"Come on-"
"My baby!"
Sam had to force her out of the room, "Angels got her, come on!"
Angel quickly wrapped the blankets around the baby and pulled her up as the cot exploded into flames. The nursery window exploded outwards, flames shooting out. Smoke filled the entire house as they tried to find their way out. Sam guided Monica to the doorway, both coughing madly, as Angel followed holding the baby.
Holden staggered up but was caught by Dean before he could rush them, "You get away from my family!"
"No, Charlie, don't." Monica admonished, "They saved us." She took the baby from Angel as she started to cry, "I mean they saved us." She smiled at the three of them as her husband put his arms around her, "Thank you."
Devastated, the three Winchester siblings turn back to the burning house where the demon is silhouetted in the burning nursery, standing completely still.
Sam angered and started back inside, "It's still in there!"
Angel and Dean grabbed him, "Sam, stop!"
"Sam, no!"
"Let me go!" He struggled with them angrily, "It's still in there!"
"Sam, stop!" Angel pushed him back with Dean, "The house is burning to the ground, you can't go inside."
"She's right, it's suicide."
"I don't care!"
"We do!"
Dean pushed him back further until he stopped and the three looked back up as the flames rose and the demon disappeared.
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The Winchester Three (S1): The Beginning
FanfictionAngel Millie Winchester, eldest of the Winchester clan, had to grow up exceptionally early at the age of 6 to help care for her brothers (4 year old Dean and 6 month old Sam) after their mother was murdered by a Yellow Eyed Demon. She's blossomed...
