Lost and Found- Sam Winchester

chapter seventeen

Jake and Sam walk outside, they begin to talk to each other. I saw the emotion in Sam's eyes, he was trying to save me. Jake threw a punch across Sam's face and I go outside. I throw myself into Jake, I couldn't keep myself from him. It was a big mistake, Jake was incredibly strong and his body basically repelled me. It sent me backwards, falling into the dirt beside Sam. He had a bloody nose.

"Angie. Run!"

"I'm not leaving you Sam."

"That settles it. I'm just gonna have to kill both of you."

"Jake, why'd you save us from Ava when you could've just let her kill us?"

"Because I knew it would be better if I killed you both myself."

I watch as Sam's eyes grow and Jake comes and picks him up by the collar of his shirt. There was no stopping him now. He threw Sam into a fence a few feet away. By the emotion on Sam's face, I could see his arm was broken. He was holding it tightly. I got up, feeling the warm blood run down my face.

"Jake!" I yell, throwing a rock at him.

It sent him to the ground, but only stunned him. He got up again and as I was beginning to throw another, he grabbed my arm and twisted it backwards. I heard the snap. If he hadn't broken it, it was at least dislocated. I scream out in pain and fall to my knees. I see him go back to Sam, who now had a crowbar of some sort and hit Jake across the face. It sent him backwards, and he fell to the ground. I see that Jake dropped a knife. I get up, and grab it. As I begin to throw it into his chest, Sam stops me.

"Stop! Don't."

"You heard the demon, last one standing. It's gonna be me and you. He has to die."

"Angie, this isn't you."

"He tried to kill us! I don't even care about the demon. But he can't live."

"It's not worth it."

I look down to see Jake, his face was bruised and blood was coming from the side of his head where Sam had hit him. His chest didn't seem to be moving, maybe he was already dead.

I look to Sam and nod.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm okay. How about you?"

"I think he broke my arm."

"Yeah, me too. I heard it crack."

In the distance, I see two men walking towards us. I see a familiar vehicle.

"Dean?" I call out.

"Sammy! Angie!" He calls back.

Sam and I begin to trudge over to him. He was with Bobby. They both had guns in their hands. I grabbed Sam to help him walk, he had taken most of the beating. My arm was burning hot, I couldn't even feel my right hand. I hear Dean call out again but I couldn't hear what he said. I look back and see Jake with a knife. It happened all too fast. I let go of Sam to go after Jake but he had already sent the blade in Sam's back. He lifted up, destroying Sam's spine.

"No!" I hear Dean cry.

Sam looks up to the sky, then over to me for a quick second. He was choking on his words. Bobby began to chase after Jake who had fled the scene. Dean was holding Sam as he fell to his knees. Sam just kept looking to us but not saying anything. I felt his body get cold, and his heavy breathing started to slow.

"Sammy. Please no. You can't leave me." I hold on to him, Dean giving him most of his support.

"Sam? Sammy! We'll patch you up, you're gonna be fine. Don't die on me. You hear me?" Dean kept tapping his cheeks, but his eyes slowly started to close and his body went limp.