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THE OAKWELL 100

Final Chapter

It wasn't long before the Oakwell 100 was once again all over the TV, Sally Brown was stood outside what remain of the Lincoln Research and Medical Centre "the CIA is denying that the Oakwell 100 was in their custody and held at this medical facility behind me. Local authorities have informed us that there were no survivors from the explosion. It is only a speculation that if the Oakwell 100 were here they turned on themselves and the medical staff three nights ago, we will keep you informed if there is any further developments, this is Sally Brown reporting for Channel 5"

Guy Harrison climbed out of his car and looked around him just to make sure no one was watching before he walked towards the private medical clinic. Once there he tapped on the door where another CIA agent opened the door to allow him entry.

"Is everything ok?" Guy Harrison asked as he entered

As he closed the door and locked it Agent Schofield replied "Yeah, no problems"

"Good" in the hallway Guy Harrison was greeted by another man who would have shaken the CIA agent's hand if his own hands hadn't have been heavily bandaged.

"How are you bearing up?" Guy Harrison asked with concern

"Considering what we been through, we're doing ok" Dr Jordon Gray told him as he led Guy Harrison into another room were Dr Jackie Walker was sitting, seeing the CIA entered she immediately covered the burnt part of her face with a head scarf even though her burns were only superficial and she wouldn't be scared for life she still felt a little conscious of them

"Dr Walker glad to see you up and around" Guy Harrison sat down and motioned for Dr Gray to do the same.

"We've seen the news, your denying it all, no survivors what about us" Dr Walker asked

Looking from one doctor to the other Guy Harrison informed them "Forget Lincoln Medical Centre you never worked there, all records of you working there have been altered and once you're up to it new jobs will be assigned to you but in the meantime I want you to carry on developing the vaccine"

"How can we forget it? What about the families of the people who died don't they have a right to know what happen?" Dr Gray stood up and tried to keep his voice low and controlled "If it wasn't for Roberts, god I don't even know his first name we won't have survived" pointing to a closed door "that boy in the next room would never have survived if Roberts hadn't thrown himself on top of him and shielded him from the blast, don't you think his family as a right to know that he was an hero that he died saving us and a seventeen year old boy."

"I can tell you that his name was Michael Joseph Roberts, he was twenty three years old from New Jersey what exactly am I supposed to tell them? Your statement of the events that night makes incredible reading what was it you said a yellow-eyed demon possessed one of the soldiers and gave the Oakwell boys guns, then disappeared in a cloud of black smoke." Guy Harrison added "The press would have a field day, both your career would be over"

"I know, I know" Dr Gray sat back down in frustration "How Roberts knew I'll never know it was like he was physic or something, after Dr Freeman died on the operating table he had some sort of turn, grabbing his head in pain and for several minutes he seem to be total catatonic then the next minute he was fine and telling us to get down in the corner, he used the operating table and Dr Freeman's dead body to shield us from the blast while he ran from the theatre pushing Dean away from the blast and shielding him in the process, we owe him our lives."

"He was a brave soldier, a loss to his country I'm just glad I arrived minutes after the explosion and helped pull you out, if it hadn't been for that email from Dr Chan requesting background formation on the Winchester boys I would never had telephoned Dr Chan when I found that the line was dead my suspicions were raised" Guy Harrison told them

Dr Walker spoke up "What going to happen to Dean now?"

"I don't know yet but for now he's in your care?" Guy Harrison stood up as he turned he looked down at the bottom of the door obviously he hadn't notice it on his way in "Is that salt?"

"Yeah, it's protection from the demon" Dr Gray told the rather confused looking CIA agent "We lined all the windows and doors with it"

Dr Walker stood and watched Guy Harrison leave before entering the room behind the closed door sighing deeply she saw that Dean hadn't moved one inch since she last came in, he was still sitting up in bed staring blankly at the wall opposite. As she moved over to the bed she wasn't surprised to see that his dinner still remained untouched on the bedside table, he hadn't eaten or slept as far as she knew in the last three days. Sitting on the bed she touched the blaster cast covering his broken arm since arriving at the clinic he had only spoken once, to tell them to line the doors and windows with salt, protection from the yellow-eyed father."Dean, you can't go on like this you've have to eat" she spoke gently to him as she watched him closely for any sign that he could hear her through his catatonic state. Standing up she walked over to the window and looked out, she turned back she wasn't going to just give up on Dean, going back she sat back on the bed again "Dean it wasn't your fault, you weren't in control your not to blame yourself for Sam's death"

The trouble was Dean did blame himself he'd should have been stronger, resisted the yellow-eyed monster. He'd killed his brother, his Sam and he could never forgive himself that, he should have died with the rest he had no right to be living. His eyes filled with tears and one slipped down his cheek. Dr Walker moved closer, trying not to touch his burnt neck and ear, she pulled him into a hug and rubbed his back. "It's ok Dean, let it all out" She held him until he fell into an exhausted sleep before laying him back down, she picked up the untouched food and left the room quietly.

"How is he?" Dr Gray asked as he saw her coming out of the room and closing the door quietly behind her

"He's asleep at last" Dr Walker picked up the sample of blood she had taken earlier "he looks so young and innocent you'd never thing he'd been through hell" she step over the salt line as she walked out of the room and towards the small lab room; placing a small amount of Dean's blood under the microscope she examined the blood sample she couldn't believe her own eyes the sulphur had disappeared, taking another sample she once again placed it under the microscope that too was clear. She had to tell Jordan and in her excitement as she re-entered the room she walked straight through the salt line breaking it. "Jordan, Dean's blood clear, there no sign of the sulphur"

"How's that possible?" Jordan Gray asked in total surprise

"I don't know it just disintegrated" she was as surprised as him "I'll ring Agent Harrison and inform him of the good news" Going into the hallway to use the telephone in the small office she passed Agent Schofield he smiled at her and closed the door behind her before walking up to Dr Gray.

Dr Gray looked up to see a pair of yellow eyes staring at him "Oh God"

"Want to try again?" he replied as he grabbed the doctor by the throat lifting him out of his chair and throwing him against the wall with ease before walking into the room where Dean lay peacefully sleeping. Slowly walking over to the bed he looked down at the only remaining survivor of the Oakwell 100 pulling out the gun from the agent's holster he ran the barrel of the gun slowly down Dean's face and over his burnt neck. The lights behind the possessed agents flickered waking Dean from his sleep; he tiredly opened his eyes to see a pair of yellow eyes glaring down at him, Dean scrambled away to the far corner of the bed.

"Dean, I feel your pain what you did to little Sammy, the guilt your feeling. I know you can't go on without him" the possessed agent's voice changed from a sympathetic tone to spiteful one "You don't deserve to live, you killed your own brother, the brother who looked up to you, he trusted you with his life, he would have followed you anywhere, done anything for you and what do you do, you killed him?" The yellow-eyed demon could see the tears building behind Dean's eyelids "You know what Sammy's last words were before he died?"

"No" Dean whispered

"Dean, please help me" the yellow-eyed demon cruelly mimicked Sam's voice

Dean started to shake as the tears rolled down his cheeks "I'm sorry Sammy" he sobbed

The yellow-eyed demon could see that his words were having an effect "Dean, do the descent thing you can end this, no more pain no more guilt" he handed Dean his gun "It can be all over"

Dean wanted no more pain no more guilt with a shaky hand Dean took the gun and placed the barrel of the gun into his mouth, he squeezed his eyes shut as he placed his finger on the trigger.

"No more heart ache or guilt Dean, just peace and you can be with Sammy"

As Jackie Walker walked back into the room she saw Jordan's unconscious on the floor. "O my god Jordan." Looking around the room she saw the bedroom door open "Dean" she ran into the room and was immediately thrown to the wall and pinned there. She looked from the possessed agent to the gun Dean had in his mouth and back as she listened to what he was saying to Dean. "Please Dean don't listen to him listen to me" She watched as Dean slowly opened his eyes and looked at her she could see the pain in his eyes. "This is not the answer you're stronger than this, you're stronger than him. Dean your blood is clear of the virus, he can't control you anymore that why he wants you to die, he wants you to pull the trigger, are you going to let him win?" She searched Dean's face she needed to know that she was getting through to him and then she saw what she hoped for a look of determination. As Dean withdrew the gun from his mouth she breathed a sigh of relieve.

The yellow-eyed demon glared at Jackie Walker "You've won this time doctor but you can't be with him 24/7 there will come a time when the guilt will eat him up inside and it will become too much for him to handle."

Living with what he had done would be more of a punishment than dying so Dean spoke out "It won't, I'm not going to take the coward's way out. I know what I have done and I will live with it every day for the rest of my life."

Seeing the determined look on Dean's face the yellow-eyed demon left the agent's body in defeat and escaped through the door. Released from the wall Jackie Walker rushed over to Dean's bedside just as Jordon Gray staggered in the room. "Everyone ok?" he asked touching the bump on his head and hissing.

"Yeah were fine" she replied as she hugged Dean

A confused looking Agent Schofield came round on the floor he could remember a black cloud of mist than after that nothing "What the hell happened?"

Walking over to the agent Jordan Gray helped him up "You've been possessed by a demon"

As part of his punishment there was someone Dean needed to face "Agent Schofield, I want to see the other agent Guy Harrison, there's something I want to do; I have to do"

The next day Guy Harrison sat in the chair opposite Dean "you wanted to see me Dean?"

Dean didn't want his dad forgiveness he didn't deserve it but he need to tell him the truth that he had killed Sammy "I want to go see my dad, tell him what I've done and apologise to him, after that you can do whatever you want with me, you can lock me up and throw away the key I don't care what happens"

"Ok, I will allow it but first we need to get you some clothes. How about jeans and a hooded sweatshirt maybe a baseball cap, see if we can hide some of those burns" Agent Harrison stood up "How does tomorrow morning sound?"

"Yeah that fine"

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As the CIA's car pulled into the Bobby's junkyard Dean's stomached was in knots and his hands were sweating; now that he was here he couldn't face him. The thought of running for it sounded more appealing as the seconds when by. From the driver's seat Agent Harrison turned to him "You still want to do this?" Dean nodded his head in reply

Turning to Agent Schofield "I'll signal you" then he climbed out of the car and headed up the drive to the house

Bobby and John were working on a car in the yard; it was Bobby who saw the CIA agent walking towards them. "John"

"Yeah" he said from under the car

"We got company that CIA agent Guy Harrison here again"

John appeared from under the car and looked down the drive "What the hell does he want now, can't he leave us alone?"

"You'd better go inside I'll handled this" John said to Bobby as he wiped his oily hands on an old rag before approaching the agent, out of the corner of his eye he saw Bobby enter the house.

Guy Harrison extended his hand for John to shake "Mr Winchester nice to see you again"

Refusing to shake the agent's hand John barked "What the hell do you want, I've signed the non disclosure agreements that states that my sons were never in the CIA's custody or at the Lincoln Centre I'll keep your god damn secret"

"We all have secrets, don't we Mr Winchester?"

"What secrets?" a sudden fear struck John, did the agent know?

"Come now I'm sure you know what I mean?" Agent Harrison turned and signalled to Schofield sitting in the passenger seat.

Wondering what was going on John watched as a hooded teenage boy climbed out of the back seat, the CIA agent said something to him and then the boy started to walk up the drive, he cradled one of his arms in the other; his head bowed his eyes never leaving the ground but there was something oddly familiar

Dean climbed out of the car before Agent Schofield reassured him that everything would be ok. He couldn't look at his dad as he walked up the drive; this was it he couldn't turn away now in his mind he went over his rehearsed speech. Nearly reaching his dad and Agent Harrison he stopped and removed his hood and baseball cap. He heard his father's gasp of shock "Dean"

John couldn't believe Dean was stood there in front of him his eldest son was alive, stepping forward he wanted to hold him and never let go but his son stepped back away from him "Dean" John looked from Dean to Harrison

Without a word Agent Harrison squeezed Dean's shoulder and walked back towards the car leaving the father and son alone

"Dean?"

"After what I'm about to tell you you'll wish I was but don't worry I'll be leaving and you'll never after see me again" Dean said softly looking down at the crunched up baseball cap in his hands, he couldn't look him in the eyes.

"Son, what are you talking about wishing you were dead and leaving?" John couldn't get his head around this

"Dad, I killed Sammy" Dean blurted out his prepared speech gone

"No son you didn't"

"Yes I did I was the one who blew up the medical centre" Dean yelled back, he frightened himself he had never raised his voice to his dad before "I know I wasn't in control but that's no excuse and I'm sorry"

John took another step forward and Dean took two back "Dean, listen to me, you didn't kill Sammy"

Suddenly Dean heard a voice he thought he would never hear again "Dean, Dean" looking up towards the house there was Sam on crutches hobbling towards him.

"Sammy....but.....but...how?" Dean stuttered out looking into his Dad's eyes for the first time

"That's what I've been trying to tell you" John replied "Go see your brother"

Dean ran towards Sam who had thrown his crutches aside and was now nearly running towards him "Sammy" Dean grabbed hold of him and nearly squeezed the life out of him.

"Dean, you're alive, we thought you were dead" Sam said from his buried position in Dean's chest. "I'm sorry I shot you, I didn't mean the things I said"

"I thought I'd killed you, god Sammy I nearly..." Dean stopped himself; he'd nearly ended his own life thinking Sam was dead.

"What Dean?"

"It does matter anymore" Dean replied all that matter was that Sam was alive

Bobby appeared "Sorry John I couldn't stop him leaving the house once he saw it was Dean"

"Don't worry, I have a feeling Guy Harrison already knew" John replied as he saw the agents car reversing down the drive.

As Agent Harrison started reversing the car down the drive Agent Schofield turned to him "How long have you known about Sam?"

"Since late yesterday, it's been agreed that all records of the boys attending Oakwell School have been erased, every mention of their names in the press archives has been wiped and the headstones in the cemetery will be removed, they were never part of the Oakwell 100."

"Do you think they'll be ok after everything they've been through?" Agent Schofield asked

"Now that they have each other, I think they'll be ok" at least Guy Harrison hoped they would

In his wildest dreams John thought he would never have his two sons back again but here they were; now Sam would start eating again and Dean would see his eighteenth birthday. Except for a few burns and a few injuries John knew that his sons were physically fine but emotionally that nightmare wasn't over yet for them. How many times in those last five months had he thought his sons were dead but he couldn't get over the fact that here they were battered and worst for wear; they were alive because they were fighters. Sam had fought his way back, it was the journey back from the Lincoln Medical centre in the chopper when Bobby first noticed Sam's chest rise ever so slightly at first he didn't believe but after Pastor Jim had found a weak pulse they was once again filled with hope. The pilot took them to a doctor he and Caleb served with in the army, the doctor was a good friend of theirs, luckily he ran a small clinic not far away and was only too glad to help "Hey what about the old man, don't I get a hug?" John asked walking towards his sons and hugging them

With tears in his eyes at seeing the boys back together again Bobby called out as he walked back into the house "Looks to me like you boys, need some of my home cooking, your all skin and bone"

"Yeah I starving" Dean replied

"Me too" Sam replied

"Make that me three" John added

Laughing they all walked into the house, John saw a tear running down Bobby's face no one but John saw it as the boys were too busy telling each other their story of how they had survived. Right now John was the happiest man alive.

The End

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