Family Business

 By Elodie Kohler-Andrianos

Warning: Spoilers ahead!! Contains samples from the tv ending. Proceed with caution. If you didn't watch the final episode,please don't read the story. Part of the episode owned by script writer and Eric Kripke. 

Intro: 

In a small countryside house,Sam,his wife and their grown up son Dean,were relaxing. It was a rather hot Spring day. They were enjoying a small break after having "ganked" a whole Werewolf pack -with Garth's help. If his brother could have seen him now... Garth,the older he got,the wiser he became.

Mid afternoon,Sam was sitting on a wooden chair and he was slowly drinking a beer. His wife was sitting next to him,with a glass of iced tea. Dean,like his old man, was drinking a beer, and he was sitting on the stairs that led to the porch. 

Dean was 35 years old and he was like his father and his late uncle Dean,he was a great hunter and he had an enormous knowledge in lores. He had fluffy black hair and looked athletic. 

His mother was beautiful and she was a mute. Her hair was shoulder length and they were so soft. From dark brown,they were now light grey.

Sam's hair as well and he was wearing glasses (he was suffering from myopia). Even though he was old,he still had very quick reflexes and his aim was as good as ever. All his life he had been hunting things,saving people, that was the family business. 

Story:

That night,they had a barbecue. They invited some hunter friends and they reminisced the good old times, and of course,Dean. They shared their memories,had some laughs and got lost in their thoughts. 

After the feast was over,Sam was lying on his bed,awake. His wife was sleeping peacefully. He tossed about and turned around but he didn't wake his wife up.

He was trying to be as soft as could be. When he finally got to fall asleep,his slumber was somewhat strange: he saw himself younger and he saw his brother Dean. 

All he remembered when he woke up was what Dean had told him: - 《We'll meet again later Sammy. Please, don't be a bitch.》.

He said softly: - "We'll see,and shut up Jerk!".

His wife was already awake and she was getting ready to get up,when she heard her husband speak. He opened his eyes suddenly and he looked around,as if he was lost. She hugged and kissed him,trying to make him feel better.

- "Did you have another nightmare?" she asked softly,as she accompanied her talk with signs.

He shivered,and then answered: - "No,not a nightmare. I-I saw myself and I saw D-Dean. He was a ghost and he told me we'd meet again soon.".

Eileen shook her head,knowingly. She hugged him more tight: - "You saw him because yesterday we all remembered him and you miss him so much. We all do.".

Since Eileen was speaking in signs -sometimes-, she and Sam taught their son the sign language. It was hard but they managed to teach him. As their son grew up,they taught him to be a hunter and they let him have an education. A cousin of Eileen was a teacher and she taught him everything. 

She got up and left the room,she climbed down the stairs and entered the kitchen,ready to prepare the breakfast. But to her surprise,Dean jr. had already prepared it. Three burning hot coffees were on the table and he was making pancakes.

- "'Morning Ma! Call Father,I'm almost finished." he said,happily. 

Sam was out of bed and was about to get out of the room,when there was a knock on the door,and then it opened slowly. Eileen's face showed through the opening,and they smiled at each other. 

During breakfast,they spoke,laughed and joked -just like any normal family. In the living room,there were pictures of Sam,with his brother,his parents,and of course,with his wife and son.

The house was maybe small but it was warm and cozy, and most of all,it was isolated. Their lives were like ordinary hunters' lifes: dangerous.

They just finished their meal when they got a call. It was from Claire Novak,she was a middle aged woman by now. She was still living in Sioux-Falls,and she needed some help with a very powerful Demon.

They left right away for Sioux-Falls. They geared up and they had even more weapons (and ammunitions), including knives,in the Impala's trunk.

It was a 7 hours trip,fortunately they had their music and they talked. They had to stop twice for gas and to eat/drink something. Dean jr. was behind the wheel so his father could rest more. There wasn't so much traffic so they made it fast.  

Claire was living in Jody Mills' house. Judy had left it to her,she was a great Sheriff and an even greater hunter. The reunion was warm,a few years had passed since they last met. They spoke lots of times on the phone and exchanged cards on birthdays and holidays. She invited them inside,neither the house nor Claire had changed much through the years. She made them sit in the kitchen/living rooms told them everything while making coffee. 

They listened in silence,they heard about that kind of Demons. They were as powerful as the Knights of Hell,if not more. The Purple eyed Demons were known as The Magistrates of Hell (Lucifer created them as his Personal Guard). The only way to kill them was either an Archangel Blade or The Colt. That left them the Archangel Blade,since The Colt had been destroyed years ago. Little was known about them. 

- "Why manifest himself only now?" Dean asked. "It doesn't make any sense,especially now that Lucifer died so many years ago. When my uncle Dean was possessed by an Alternate Universe Michael...".

His parents and Claire agreed. 

The blonde woman added: - "Sonce when do Demons make sense? They just want to bring chaos...".

- "Show us where the Demon was last seen and let us do the rest,okay?" Sam said. He was rather calm in this dangerous situation. His father,John,and Bobby were great teachers. Maybe his father wouldn't have won the Father Of The Year prize but he taught his sons well about all kinds of Monsters and he did a hell of a job with his own son: he managed a perfect mix of educations.

- "Last time he was seen,it was in the now abandoned asylum. I was alone,Patience had to go to a meeting.".

- "Did you go there to investigate something?" Dean jr. asked,feeling suspicious but not knowing why.

The three older hunters didn't seem to have noticed... Claire agreed,nodding her head,and she continued: 

- "Lots of people complained of weird noises late at night and strange events occurred.".

She seemed lost in her thoughts for some time and then she snapped out of it,and the things she told them were a little disturbing...

- "Everything was okay but at one time,I felt like something had passed through me. Not like a Ghost,it felt darker,more bloodthirsty...".

She shook her head,tried to change her mind: "Whatever... It must have been because of the place,it was filled with darkness and suffering...".

Sam left with his son for the asylum. Eileen stayed with Claire,if she needed anything...

It was located behind a big supermarket. Not so far from Claire's house,they grabbed Demons Knives, Holy Water,EMF and they had an Archangel Blade (gift from Castiel,a few days before he sacrificed himself to the Empty. Jack resurected him and he was his Left Hand.).

They looked everywhere,checked each floor,room... Nothing to be found,there were Ghosts,yes,but they seemed lost. They weren't pissed off Ghosts,they were peaceful. They were about to leave,when something unnerving happened... They were in the lobby,and behind the administration desk,there was a black board... Dean jr. lost in his thoughts,was looking at it, when sudsuddenly a marker was lifted in the air...

He grabbed his father's arm and showed him the flying object. It wasn't thrown at them,the Ghost used it to write something down on the board. It was rather unsettling. The temperature was very cold and the lights flickered crazily,as if the Ghost was agitated, worried... What was written on the board gave them the chills: <<Beware the blonde woman!! Danger!>>.  

Sam and his son rushed out of the asylum. 

Back at Claire's house,everything seemed to be okay. The atmosphere was a little tense,because of the nature of the mission. The two hunters were running as fast as they could. Sam was rather fast for an old man, Dean was as fast as his late uncle. They were very close to the house.

Inside the house: Eileen was admiring some pictures hanging on the wall (Claire with her late parents,alone, with the Winchesters & the Wayward Sisters.). Claire came sneaking up behind her...

Eileen was startled,and as she looked at Claire,she saw something alarming: her eyes changed to purple... Her eyes bulged out in surprise,she tried to stay calm and to stall,but to no avail...

Claire,with a swift move of her right hand,immobilized Eileen. She was about to explain herself when the Winchesters burst through the door. They had their guns ready,as well as the Archangel Blade...

- "Eileen! Claire! I hope you didn't hurt them...!" Sam screamed,angrily. He rushed to the floor.

Dean ran towards the kitchen/living room and he found his mother in shock.  She was still tied up but she could more or less talk...

- "Dean,you and your father be careful! Claire,she is possessed by the Purple eyed Demon!".

Dean was kneeling next to his mother,who was sitting on the sofa... Dean called out to his father and he came as fast as possible.

- "Demon,leave my wife alone! Why are you possessing our friend?" Sam asked.

The Demon let out a frightening laugh,appeared in the room and said sarcastically: - "Nah,I didn't hurt your precious little wife,Sammy! In fact,I'll let her go." the Demon paused,smiled evilly and continued: "Why do I do this,you ask... Well,for starters,it's fun!".

The Demon started to laugh again,Dean and his father exchanged a look, and shook their heads in agreement. Sam helped his wife to leave the house,while Dean was distracting the Demon. Sam put Eileen in his car,it was so well protected that nothing 'supernatural' could get in -or out...

- "Whatever you hear,please,don't leave this car! You hear me?!?" Sam said. His tone was sharp but he softly brushed her hair. She nodded,her eyes full of tears.

He locked her inside and he got back inside the house quickly,as quietly as he could... He heard Dean and the Demon speak. They didn't seem to have noticed him. He pulled out of his pocket a can of paint,and he started to draw a Devil's Trap. It would hold the Demon long enough for their plan. 

The Demon let Claire speak to Dean. 

- "Explain why you accepted me to possess you!" he said,in a teasing voice. 

The Purple eyes changed to normal. 

- "I'm so sorry... I really wanted to believe that he would bring back my parents... I should have known... But I was so desperate... Please forgive me!".

It was all Claire was allowed to say,the Demon had returned. 

- "So? Was it enlightening? Was it entertaining?" asked the Creature,with an evil smile.

Dean decided not to answer and looked at the Magistrate of Hell with hate and anger.

A few minutes have passed and he was done. He called out to his son,and soon after came back to the room. The young Winchester turned around as soon as he heard his father's voice. The Demon looked at them with irony and sarcasm. 

Dean teased the Demon to come and follow him if he could. The two hunters shared a secret understanding, the Demon didn't seem to have seen it... They reached the hall. This paint was invisible and didn't have no smell,it turned invisible as soon as it was dry.

It dried faster than the other paints. It turned visible if a Demon stepped in it. A Devil's Trap wouldn't hold a Magistrate of Hell for long but it would last long enough for an exorcism and a stabbing with an Archangel Blade through the heart.

Both Winchesters were on the porch,waiting for the Demon. The Purple eyed evil Creature smirked evilly and as his vessel reached the right place,it couldn't move. The Devil's Trap on the ceiling illuminated the room. Claire raised her head,looked at it and laughed:

- "A Devil's Trap! It ain't gonna last very long!".

Dean started the exorcism.

- "Really,now?!? An exorcism?!? It tickles more than it hurts." the Demon said,laughing.

More and more,the Devil's Trap is starting to fade... Claire's nose had began to bleed... It was hurting them so much to see Claire being used by the Demon like that...

Soon enough,the circle on the ceiling was broken and the Demon broke free. Sam had the Archangel Blade in his right hand. The evil Creature saw it,hissed menacingly and walked towards him.

Sam was calmly waiting for his opponent to start the attack. The Purple eyed Creature hissed again and jumped on the old hunter. It was a strong attack and Sam wasn't young anymore. Still,he had very good reflexes and his aim was as good as ever.

Both of them fell on the floor,because of the strong hit... They rolled on the porch's floor fell down on the ground. Sam managed to stab the Demon in the chest, but the Blade wasn't as deep as it should have been...

- "Well,it was fun!! Now,I must punish you for trying to kill me." the Demon said.

With a move of the hand,the evil being started to chant something in Latin. Sam's expression changed,as of in unbearable pain and the Demon let out a sinister laugh.

The Purple eyed Demon cursed his father... Something incurable... Dean let out a scream,full of pain and helplessness... The Demon,still stabbed,got up fast,turned around to look at Dean and smiled in a sarcastic way. 

Dean let out an attack cry and jumped on Claire,making both of them fall down on the floor...

They battled furiously. After a few minutes, Dean won: the Demon was lying on his back and Dean was sitting on him,holding the Demon down. He pushed deeper the Blade and killed both the Demon and Claire.

An orange-reddish light flickered in the Creature's eyes and it was over.

Sam rushed to his father,he wanted to make sure he was okay. As he was helping his father to get up:

- "Help me give Claire a hunter's funeral...".

Dean shook his head in approval and they built it. They installed Claire's lifeless body and burnt it. Eileen was by their side,they were all so sad and Eileen let out a soft noise and cried silently. 

A few days had passed and Sam was getting more and more sick... His health was getting worse and worse. No doctor could explain the situation. Eileen was worried sick,her mental state was a mess but she tried her best not to show it...

They even asked Jack's help. He was as helpless than anyone,he felt so bad that he couldn't help... 

Sam was lying on his bed,he was wired to an oxygen machine. His respiration was raspy and painful. He didn't have the strength to get up nor to do anything... He was fed intravenously...

Dean came into the room,he saw his father. He smiled softly,but he was full of sadness... He walked over to his dad,took his hand gently. Sam opened his eyes and smiled. Dean returned the smile,his eyes were full of tears ready to roll down his cheeks.

- "It's okay,dad. You can go now." Dean said,his voice charged with emotions. 

Sam nodded,he started to let go. The machines were beeping,Sam's grip was losing its strength. He was leaving,he was on his way to meet his big brother.

His son was sitting on the edge of the bed,still holding his father's hand. He knew that now he was at peace.

Sam and Dean in Heaven: Dean was looking over the horizon,he smiled,as if he felt a presence:

- "Hey Sammy!! Told ya we would meet soon." he said, and then turned around to face his baby brother.

- "Dean." Sam replied.

The two brothers hugged and then looked at the peaceful and lovely landscape.