Disclaimer: I don t own harry potter or supernatural, if I did Harry sure as hell wouldn t be with Ginny.
Pairing: Harry/Dean
Summary: Bobby Singer's little sister Annie goes missing when she is just 2 yrs old now almost 40 years later a young man has been found beaten and unconscious. How is he related to Annie and what does this mean for both his and Bobby's future?
A/N: Thank you everyone who reviewed and alerted it always means a lot to see a new follower. I hope this next chapter lives up to expectations and in case you didn't know I have fixed the end of the last chapter, thanks to a few reviews that pointed out a few things that didn't quite work.
I'm sorry for any and all spellling mistakes, i have a new laptop and im still getting used to it.
Chapter 5:
Dean drove as fast as he could to the nearest hospital. Even though they left the knife where it was there was still a huge risk that the kid would die before they got there.
While he was driving he couldnt help the million questions that ran through his head like 'Who was he?', 'How did he get involved with demons?'
He heard a pained groan from the back seat and watched threough his rear view mirror as his brother tried to reassure the kid that he would be ok and that they were taking him to a hospital.
It wasn't until he heard his brother telling him not to talk that he realised the kid was trying to say something.
"Oket."... "Lok't." He mumbled and Sam leaned closer to try and hear what he was saying.
Before he could Dean had parked the car in front of the A&E doors and was yelling for help. Sam tried to carefully lift him out of the car and placed him on a stretcher that was being wheeled over by some A&E staff.
The two men could only watch as he was rushed into the hospital.
Two Hours and four cups of awful hospital coffee later they saw an EMT with a doctor pointing in their direction.
"Let me handle this." Dean whispered to Sam as the doctor began heading in their direction.
"Son, the EMT said you brought in the young man who had been stabbed. i'd like to ask you a few questions if thats alright?" The doctor said firmly although Dean and Sam both knew this wasn't a request but an order.
Sam studdied the older man carefully while his brother did his best to answer the man's questions.
"Are you related to the boy?" He asked.
"Yes he's our cousin." He answered but could tell by the look on the doctors face that he didn't believe them.
"Your cousin." The doctor repeated back to them before continuing his questions whne the boys nodded back to him."What's his name?"
"Rob, Robbie" Dean said nervously trying to ignore the glare his brother was sending him "Well actually it's Robert... Robert John Singer."
The doctor sent Dean another disbelieving glance while writing on his clip board. "Robert John Singer." He repeated to make sure he had it right
"Junior." Dean confirmed "Robert John Singer Junior."
"Fuck Dean! What were you thinking? What happens when the kid wakes up huh?" Sam yelled.
"I was thinking that being his 'family' was the best way to keep an eye on him"
"And what happens when he wakes up?" Sam looked at Dean expecting an answer but all he got was Dean ignoring him while he rang someone on his mobile.
"Come on Dad, answer your phone damn it." Dean said frustated.
After dialing a second time and getting the same response he turned towards Sam and said "Somethings wrong."
Sam just stared at him with what Dean would call his 'bitch face' still waiting for an answer about what to do when 'Robbie" woke up.
"You hear me? Somethings wrong Sam."
"Don't you think we should tell Bobby he now has a child?"
"Sam, Dad's not answering don't you think thats more important? What if that thing got him?"
"When was the last time you even spoke to Bobby? i don't think he's going to be ok with us just using his name! And dad's fine he always is, he just doesn't care enough about us to keep in touch, or has the whole going missing and avoiding us sliped your mind." Sam ranted the forced split still festering his anger at the man.
"You don't know that." Dean grumbled resuming his pacing.
"Dad's been searching for this demon our whole lives. It's the only thing he's ever cared about. Keeping us informed has never been his top prority." His resentment and anger at not being able to destry what killed Jess clearly written on his face.
"Sam I wanna waste it too. I do. Okay? I know it killed Jess," Dean shot Sam a glare when it looked like he was going to interupt. "But it killed mum first."
Sam lost all patience with his brother and slammed him up against a wall.
"Don't you dare." Sam started "Not after all this Don't you dare tell me that i shouldn't be a part of this."
"Sam look. The three of us...that's all we have...it's all I have. Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holding it together man...and without you or Dad..."
Sam let go of Dean and turned away. Dean stayed where he was taking deep breathes while he watched his brother walk away
"Your right. He should have called by now. Try him again."
Dean raised the phone to his ear once more.
Meg watched John's phone ringing and smiled knowing the pain she was causing the two boys by not answering.
She knew she had to answer it but she wanted to torture them a bit more. When the phone rang once again she picked it up.
"You boys really screwed up this time."
"Where is he." Dean's angry reply through the phone bought another cruel smile to her face.
"You're never going to see your father again." She replied before hanging up the smile still planted firmly on her face
Bobby watched through his front window as a familiar Impala drove up to his property. He couldn't help the look of suprise on his face when not one but two people got out of the car.
He pulled open his front door but didn't move from behind the salt line across the door.
"Hey Bobby." Dean said as he made his way to the house.
"Dean, Sam." He nodded his head in greeting and adjusted his trucker cap, before moving to the side so the two of them could enter the house.
"Here you go." He passed a flask to Dean who took a swig and looked at it strangely before passing it to his brother who then handed it back to Dean.
"What is this, holy water?" Dean asked before passing the flask back to Bobby.
"That one is." Bobby said before showing Dean another flask "This is whiskey." He took a swig of whiskey and handed it to Dean, who then also took a swig of it.
Sam left the two to chat while and began to study some of the books Bobby had in the room.
"Bobby, thanks. thanks for everything. To tell you the truth, I wasn't sure we should come."
"Nonsense, your Daddy needs help."
"Well, yeah, but last time we saw you, I mean, you did threaten to blast him full of buckshot. Cocked the shotgun and everything." Dean smirked as he said it.
"Yeah, well, what can I say? John just has that effect on people." Bobby stated "But none of that matters now. All that matters is that you get him back."
"Yeah, I guess." Dean agreed before admitting "Truth is he aint the only that needs help."
"What other mess you got yourself in now boys?" Bobby sighed
"We kinda adopted you a son." Dean smiled sheepishly while Sam snorted and shook his head at his brother.
Bobby took a deep breath and adjusted his trucker cap "You boys definately take after your daddy. Idjits the lot of you. Wanna tell me how i aquired a kid"
"Bobby, this book... I ve never seen anything like it." Sam interupted
"Key of Solomon? It's the real deal, alright." Bobby said when he walked over to Sam to see which book he was looking at.
"And these, uh, these protective circles. They really work?"
"Hell, yeah. You get a demon in one and they re trapped. Powerless. It s like a Satanic roach motel." He paused "I ll tell you something else, too. This is some serious crap you boys stepped in." Bobby finished once Dean had joined them by the book
"Oh, yeah? How s that?"
"Normal year, I hear of, say, three demonic possessions. Maybe four, tops." Bobby stated
"Yeah?"
"This year I've heard of 27 so far. You get what I m saying? More and more demons are walking among us a lot more."
"Do you know why?" Sam asked
"No, but I know it s something big. There's a storm coming, and you boys, your Daddy, you are smack in the middle of it." Bobby said.
The sound of dog barking outside had all three men's attention. "Rumsfeld." Bobby said to the others as he walked over to the window, when the barking stoped with a whine. "What is it?" He asks himself when he looks out and sees the chain hanging broken and the dog nowhere in sight.
"Something s wrong." he says turning back to the boys.
Before they can do anything the door is kicked in and Meg saunters in.
"No more crap, okay?" She says angrly
Dean rushed towards her unscrewing the flask of holy water as he went, Meg hit him before he could reach her and sent him flying across the room and into a stack of books.
"I want the Colt, Sam the real Colt right now." Meg said as she walked across the room to Sam and Bobby who were slowly backing away.
"We don t have it. We Buried it." Sam said hoping his lie wouldn't be obvious and ruin the whole plan.
"Didn t I say 'no more crap'? I swear, after everything I heard about you Winchesters, I got to tell you, I m a little underwhelmed. First Johnny tries to pawn off a fake gun and who elsde would he trust enough to leave the real one with. And did you really think I wouldn t find you?"
"Actually, we were counting on it." Dean said from behind her and as she turned and looked at him he glanced up, Megs eyes follow his and she sees a large protective symbol drawn on the ceiling etched there.
"Gotcha." Dean said with his cocky smirk.
"You know, if you wanted to tie me up, all you had to do was ask." Meg said as Sam and Dean finished tying her to a chair
"I salted the door and windows. If there are any demons out there, they ain't getting in." Bobby said as he entered the room carrying a canister of salt.
Dean nodded to him and moved so he was standing in front of Meg. "Where's our father, Meg?" He asked angrily
"You didn't ask very nice." She said sarcastically
"Where's our father, bitch?"
"Jeez. You kiss your mother with that mouth? Oh wait, I forgot, you don't." She retorted knowing he words had hit the mark when Dean lunged at her putting his hands on the arms of her chair.
"You think this is a frigging game? Where is he? What did you do to him?" He yelled.
"He died screaming. I killed him myself." Meg smiled as she said it, Dean glared at her for the remark adn then back handed her across the face
"That's kind of a turn on, you hitting a girl." She asked
"You're no girl." Dean stated.
"Dean." Bobby said gruffly moving into the next room knowing that the boys would follow.
"You okay?" Sam asked.
"She's lying. He's not dead."
"Dean, you got to be careful with her. Don't hurt her." Bobby told him
"Why?" He asked a little bit confused.
"Because she really is a girl, that's why." Bobby sighed and rubbed his face.
"What are you talking about?" Now it was Sam's turn to be confused.
"She's possessed. That's a human possessed by a demon. Can't you tell?" He asked quietly.
"Are you trying to tell me there's an innocent girl trapped somewhere in there?"
Bobby just nodded to Dean looked at Meg only to see she was staring back at him.
"That's actually good news.
"Are you gonna read me a story?" Meg asked when she saw Sam flicking through a book as they all moved back into the room.
"Something like that. Hit it, Sam." Dean said.
"Regna terrae, cantate deo, psallite domino..." Sam continued to chant as Meg turned to Dean with an blank expression.
"An exorcism? Are you serious?" she laughed.
"Oh we're going for it, baby, head spinning, projectile vomiting, the whole nine yards." Dean replied.
"tribuite virtutem deo." Meg flinched in pain at Sams words. Sam paused looking at Dean and Meg looked over her shoulder at Sam with a glare.
"I'm gonna to kill you." She said before turning back to Dean "I'm gonna rip the bones from your body."
"No, you're gonna burn in hell. Unless you tell us where our Dad is." Meg didn't reply she just looked up at Dean. "Well, at least you'll get a nice tan." He nodded at Sam to continue reading.
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incuriso infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, onmis congregatio et secta diabolica..." Sam read while Meg gasped and shook and twitched in pain.
"He begged for his life with tears in his eyes. He begged to see his sons one last time. That's when I slit his throat." Meg growled out making Sam pauses before continuing "Ergo..."
"For your sake, I hope you're lying." Dean said leaning towards her. "Cause if it's true, I swear to God, I will march into hell myself and I will slaughter each and every one of you evil sons of bitches."
"Perditionis venenum propinare. Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciae. Hostis humanae salutis. Humiliare sub potenti manu dei. Contremisce et effuge. Invocato a nobis sancto et terribile nomine. Quem inferi tremunt..." A gush of wind burst through the house and Meg started gasping and shaking in pain again.
"Where is he?"
"You just won't take 'dead' for an answer, will you?"
"Where is he?" Dean yelled
"Dead!"
"No, he's not! He's not dead! He can't be!" Dean yelled angrily before turning and glaring at Sam when he paused and looked over at him. "What are you looking at? Keep reading."
"Ab insidis diaboli, libera nos, domine. Ut ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias, libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos. Ut inimicos sanctae ecclesiae humiliare digneris, to rogamus audi..."
"He will be!" Meg bit out before smiling smugly before continuing "They both will be."
"Wait! What?Both!" Dean holds his hand up to Sam so he pauses his reading. "who else are you fuckers going after?"
"Your daddy's not dead. But he will be. As well as that little bitch Singer." Meg lowered her voice and looked directly into Dean's eyes "You can't save them both Deany. Who's it gonna be your daddy or an innocent child?"
Sam, Dean and Bobby shared a look, the boy in the hospital was the only litle singer they knew and it was obvious now he was somehow important to the demons.
"Who is he? What do you want with him?" Bobby interuppted.
"I thought you wanted to know where your dad is, Not about some little half blood nobody." She smirks pushing the boys buttons a little more.
"Yea we wanna where our dad is but we alos protects innocent people from hell spawn like you. So why dont you do us a favour and tell us what we want to know hey." Dean growled back at her
"II'm not gonna tell you shit until i have that gun."
"Sam!" Dean says and Sam began to read again but gets interrupted by Megs pained yelling.
"A building! Okay? A building in Jefferson City."
"Missouri? Where, where? An address!"
"I don't know."
"And the boy, Who is he? What do you want with him" Sam asked
"I don't know! All I know is he's looking for something, something we can't let him to find. I swear! That's all I know." She cried out.
"Finish it." Dean said to Sam.
"What? I told you the truth!"
"I don't care." Dean said coldly.
"You son of a bitch, you promised." Meg complained.
"I lied! Sam! Read." Dean said his tone left no room for argument.
"Maybe we can still use her. Find out where the demon is." Sam whispered quietly to Dean.
"She doesn't know."
"She lied."
"Sam, there's an innocent girl trapped somewhere in there. We've go to help her."
"You're gonna kill her." Bobby came over and said to them
"What?" Dean asked.
"You said she fell from a building. That girl's body is broken. The only thing keeping her alive is that demon inside. You exorcise it, that girl is going to die." Bobby tried to argue
"Listen to me, both of you." Dean said firmly "We are not gonna leave her like that."
"She's a human being."
"And we're gonna put her out of her misery. Sam, finish it." Dean said ignoring Bobby's remark.
Sam looks at his brother and Bobby, not sure what the right thing to was. He takes a breath and continues the exorcism when Dean tells him to finish it.
"Dominicos sanctae ecclesiae, terogamus audi nos, terribilis deus do sanctuario suo deus israhel. Ipse tribuite virtutem et fortitudinem plebi suae, benedictus deus, gloria patri..."
Meg throws her head back and screams, a black cloud pours out of her mouth and spreads out in the protective circle. The three men watch as it disapears from the room.
Meg slumps forward blood dripping from her mouth. They stand there for a moment just looking at her, not really sure it's over. Then Meg slowly lifts her head.
"She's still alive." Dean turns to Bobby "Call 911 and get some water and blankets."
"Thank you." Meg whispers to Sam and Dean as they untie her.
"Shh, shh. Just take it easy, alright?" Sam tells her, trying to prevent her injuries from worsening.
"Come on. Let's get her down."
They lift Meg from the chair and she screams. Her bones making an awful crunching noises as they lay her on the ground
"Sorry, sorry. I got you. I got you. It's okay. It's okay."
"A year." Meg says straining to talk
"What?" Sam asks
"It's been a year." She repeats
"Shh, just take it easy."
"I've been awake for some of it. I couldn't move my own body. The things I did, it's a nightmare." She said and started to cry
"Was it telling us the truth about our Dad?" Dean interrupts.
"Dean." Sam admonishes
"We need to know."
"Yes. But it wants... you to know... that... they want you to come for him." She whimpers as she speaks the pain overwhelming her.
"If Dad's still alive, none of that matters."
Bobby comes back with a blanket and a glass of water. He hands the glass to Dean while he and Sam cover her with the blanket. Dean holds her head up so she can drink some of the water.
"Where is the demon we're looking for? What do they want with the boy?" Sam whispered knowing it may be their last chance for information.
"Dead, they want him dead. He can't find it" She flinches in pain.
"Where are they keeping our Dad?" Dean said and leaned down so his ear is near her mouth. Her words getting too soft to be heard.
"By the river. Sunrise." She gets out before closing her eyes.
"'Sunrise'. What does that mean? What does that mean?" He tries to get her to respond but Meg is dead and doesn't reply."
Hi all, the chapter was honestly supposed to be longer but it was taking too much time and i figured it was best to get this out now rather then make you wait another year. Hope i haven't dissapointed anyone.