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Nightmare Part 1

Might start posting this again on here. I have more parts on Archive of Our Own, but this is far behind that.

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After that night when we dealt with the reaper, everything got so much better. Sam and I had become closer, and I started to sleep better than I had. We still haven't heard anything from John. It still bothers me to think about how Dean almost died, and John didn't even try to contact us. Dean was hiding it well, but I knew that it was bothering him too. Even though I was sleeping better, this night I couldn't get to sleep for some reason, so I'm sitting on Tumblr. I had just started watching Grey's Anatomy. It has just started in this universe. I was knocked out of my reading when Sam, who was sleeping right next to, accidently hit me as he sat straight up quickly. "Ow!" I exclaimed putting my phone down. He was shaking. "Are you okay?" I ask as I gingerly sit up. He doesn't answer me and just sits there. I reached up to put a hand on his shoulder, but then he suddenly reached over and turned on the light. He went over to Dean who was still asleep somehow and woke him up.

"Dean. Dean." He says. "Kate start packing." He says as he starts putting his stuff away as well. I get up and start putting my stuff in my bag. Sam must have had a premonition.

"What are you doing guys, it's the middle of the night." Dean says sitting up.

"We have to go." Sam says.

"What's happening?" Dean says getting more worried.

"We have to go. Right now." I had just finished my bag. Sam grabs his and my bag and heads out. I just shrugged at Dean and followed Sam out of the motel room. Once we get into the car, Sam tells us about his premonition. He saw a guy suffocating to death in a car. He saw the license plate, so we're heading to Michigan. He's currently on the phone with a police station. "McReady. Detective McReady. Badge number 158. I've got a signal 480 in progress, I need the registered owner of a two door sedan, Michigan license plate Mark-Frank-six-zero-three-seven. Yeah okay, just hurry."

"Sammy relax. I'm sure it's just a nightmare." I gave Dean a look. I don't know if he saw it, but it made me feel better.

"Yeah, tell me about it."

"I mean it. Y'know, a normal, everyday, naked-in-class, nightmare. This license plate, it won't check out. You'll see." I rolled my eyes and laid my head on the Impala's window.

"It felt different Dean. Real. Like when I dreamt about our old house and Jessica."

"Yeah, that makes sense. You're dreaming about our house, your girlfriend. This guy in your dream, you ever seen him before?"

"No."

"No, exactly. Why would you have premonitions about some random dude in Michigan."

"I don't know."

"Me neither."

"Yes, I'm here." Sam says after a bit. I close my eyes. I'm glad to be back in the Impala. "Jim Miller." I sat up at the mention of that name. I had a teacher in college named Jim Miller. "Saginaw, Michigan." Oh, that's right we're heading to Michigan. It would have been interesting to see his doppelganger. "You have a street address?" Pause. "Got it. Thanks." Sam says as he hangs up. "Checks out. How far are we?"

"From Saginaw? Couple hours." Dean says.

"Drive faster." I went back to asleep and woke up as we stop. I look outside to see we are by a house. There were ambulances and police cars nearby. They were just pulling out a stretcher with a body bag on it. We were too late. I look to Sam to see he is clearly upset about being too late. Dean and I get out of the car and approach the crowd.

"What happened?" Dean asked one of the women nearby.

"Suicide. Can't believe it." The woman says.

"Did you know them?" Sam asks. I jumped. I hadn't realized he came out of the car.

"Saw him in every Sunday at St. Augustines. He always seems...seemed, so normal. I guess you never know what's going on behind closed doors."

"Guess not." Dean says.

"How did...ahh...how are they saying it happened?" Sam asks nervously.

"I heard they found him in the garage, locked inside his car with the engine running." I looked to Sam. He was keeping his cool, but I know he's getting anxious.

"Do you know about what time they found him?" Sam asked.

"Oh it just happened about an hour or two ago. His poor family. I can't even imagine what they're going through." We stood in silence for a moment looking at the family on the front porch. Sam turns and starts going back to the car. Me and Dean start following. We sit on the hood while Sam just stands in front of us.

"Sam, we got here as fast as we could." I say trying to comfort Sam.

"Not fast enough. It doesn't make any sense man. Why would I even have these premonitions if there wasn't a chance I could stop them from happening?" Sam asks.

"I dunno." Dean says.

"So what do you think killed him?" Sam asks as he sighs.

"Maybe the guy just killed himself? Maybe there's nothing supernatural going on at all." Dean says.

"I'm telling you, I watched it happen. He was murdered by something Dean. I watched it trap him in the garage." Sam says shaking his head again.

"What was it, a spirit, poltergeist, what?" I ask even though I think I remember what's going on here.

"I don't know what it was. I don't know why I'm having these dreams, I don't know what the Hell is happening guys." Sam says. He's terrified, and I know that I can't fix what has already happened. I can't go back in time to stop Azazel putting his blood in Sam's mouth. "What?"

"Nothing. I'm just, I'm worried about you man." Dean says.

"I'm worried too, Sam, but we're going to figure this out. We always figure it out." I say getting off the hood of the Impala.

"Well, can you two stop looking at me like that!" Sam says.

"We're not looking at you like anything." I say.

"Though I got to say, you do look like crap." Dean says. I glare at Dean.

"Nice. Thanks." Sam says.

"Come on, let's just pick this up in the morning. We'll check out the house, talk to the family." Dean says going to the driver's seat.

"Dean, you saw them, they're devastated. They're not going to want to talk to us." Sam says as we walk to our doors as well.

"Yeah you're right, but I think I know who they will talk to." Dean says.

"Who?" Sam asks. Dean doesn't answer and gets into the car. We follow suit. We check into the motel and get some sleep or at least try. I couldn't sleep again. We get up the next day and start getting ready. Dean had left for a bit, but then comes back with two suit bags. He throws one to Sam.

"Sorry, Kate." Dean says as he opens his bag. It's a priest outfit. That would explain why there's not one for me.

"That's fine. I'll just stay back and research." That's a lie. I watched Grey's Anatomy while they were gone. After an hour, Dean returned. "Where's Sam?" I ask pausing my episode.

"He's researching the house." I nod and pick up one of our lore books and read. Sam returned an hour later.

"Hey." I say when Sam walks in.

"What do you have?" Dean asks.

"A whole lotta nothing. Nothing bad has happened in the Miller house since it was built." Sam says taking a seat on his bed.

"What about the land?"

"No grave yards, battle fields, tribal lands, or any kind of atrocity on or near the property."

"Hey man I told you, I searched that house up and down. No cold spots, sulfur scent. Nada."

"And the family said everything was normal?"

"Well, if there was a demon or poltergeist in there you think somebody would have noticed something? I used infer-red thermal scanner man, and there was nothing."

"So what, you think Jim Miller killed himself and Sam's dream was just some sorta freakish coincidence?" I say defending Sam.

"I dunno. I'm pretty sure there's nothing supernatural about that house."

"Yeah, well, maybe it has nothing to do with the house." Sam took a deep breath. "Maybe it's just...gosh." I go over to Sam and start rubbing his back. I've learned it calms him.

"Maybe it's connected to Jim in some other way?" I ask. That's when I notice Sam is holding his head. "Sam?"

"Ahh my head." He says sliding down off the bed onto the floor.

"Sam?" I ask freaking out a little bit. I got off the bed and crouched down by Sam. Dean joined me and grabbed Sam's arms as he crouched.

"Hey, what's going on? Talk to me." Dean says. Sam stares at Dean unfocused. He soon came back though.

"It's happening again. Something's gonna kill Roger Miller." We quickly got up and ran to the Impala. Sam was calling the local police station as soon as he could. "Roger Miller." Pause. "Ah no no, just the address please." Pause. "Okay, thanks." Sam hangs up and turns to Dean. "450 West Grove, Apartment 1120." Dean nods and drives faster.

"You okay?" I ask after a bit of silence.

"Yeah."

"If you're gonna hurl, I'll pull the car over you know, cause the upholstery..." Dean starts.

"I'm fine."

"All right."

"Just drive." Silence again.

"I'm scared guys. These nightmares were bad enough. Now I'm seeing things when I'm awake? And these visions, or whatever, they're getting more intense and painful."

"We're going to figure this out Sam. We always do." I say putting a hand on his shoulder."

"What is it about the Millers? Why am I connected to them? Why am I watching them die? Why the hell is this happening to me?" I wish I could tell them what's going on, but that could mess with everything.

"I don't know Sam, but we'll figure it out. We've faced the unexplainable every day. This is just another thing." Dean says.

"No. It's never been us. It's never been in the family like this. Tell the truth. You can't tell me this doesn't freak you out."

"This doesn't freak me out." Dean says not making eye contact with Sam. He's scared, but I don't say anything. Sam stares for a bit then looks out his window. We quickly pull up to the apartment building, where we see Roger walking on the sidewalk holding groceries. Sam rolls down the window.

"Hey Roger."

"What are you guys, missionaries? Leave me alone." Roger says.

"Please!" Sam yells. Dean jumps the curb and parks quickly. Sam jumps out of the car and runs after Roger. Me and Dean follow suit. "Hey, Roger. We're trying to help! Please! Hey, hey hey hey hey." Sam gets to the entrance just as Roger shuts the door. We get to the door to see Roger turn and head further into the building. Dean looks around a bit.

"Come on. Come on. Come on." We take off running to the back entrance to the building. I turn the knob, but the door is locked. Dean puts a hand on my shoulder and moves me out of the way. He kicks in the door. We get to the fire escape and climb up the stairs to the floor with Roger's apartment. When we got there, there was a loud squelching noise. I looked down to see the decapitated head of Mr. Roger. I turned my head because I couldn't look at it. Dean and Sam go over to it, while I stayed back. We did nothing for a bit, but then Dean tossed us both a cloth. "Start wiping down you fingerprints. We don't want the cops to know we were here. Come on, come on!" We start wiping the handrails. "I'm gonna take a look inside." Dean goes inside as we continue cleaning. After ten minutes, Dean comes back.

"Nothing." Dean says coming out the window.

"You missed something." Sam says.

"I'm telling you there was nothing in there. No signs either, just like the Miller's house."

"I saw something in the vision. It was like a dark shape. Something was...something was stalking Roger."

"Whatever it was, are you sure it's not connected to their house?"

"No, it's connected to the family themselves." Pause. "So what do you think? A vengeful spirit?"

"Well yeah, there's a few that have been known to latch onto families. Follow them for years."

"Angiak. Banshees."

"Basically like a curse. So maybe Roger and Jim Miller got involved in something heave...something curse worthy." I say.

"And now the something is out for revenge, and the men in their family are dying." Sam says. Pause. "Hey, you think Max is in danger?"

"Let's figure it out before he is." I say. We start heading back to the Impala.

"Well, I know one thing I have in common with these people." Sam says after a bit.

"What's that?" Dean asks.

"Both our families are cursed." Dean huffs.

"Our family's not cursed. We just...had our dark spots."

"Our dark spots are...pretty dark." Sam says as he helps me down off the fire escape.

"You're dark." We get into the Impala and called it a night. The boys left me to do some investigating at the Millers' old house, while they went to talk to the family.

"Excuse me." I say walking up to the man. I pull out my FBI badge. "Can I ask you a few questions?" I say showing the man my badge. He nods and puts down the tool he was holding.

"What can I do for you ma'am?" He asks.

"My name is Agent Jones. I am investigating the deaths of Mr. Jim and Roger Miller. I understand that Jim Miller lived around here." I say.

"Yeah, used to live right there. Roger also used to live right there next to him." I pull out my notebook and start writing down what the man says to me.

"Can you tell me anything about the Millers that you remember?"

"Well, that poor boy, Max I believe was his name, had it bad. I've never seen a child treated like that. I mean I'd hear Mr. Miller yelling and throwing things clear across the street. He was a mean drunk. He used to beat the tar outta Max. Bruises. Broke his arm two times that I know of."

"This was going on regularly?"

"Practically every day. In fact that thug brother of his was just as likely to take a swing at the boy, but the worst part was the stepmother. She'd just stand there, checked out, not lifting a finger to protect him. I must have called the police seven or eight times. Never did any good."

"Step-mother?"

"I think his real mother died. Some sort of...accident. Car accident I think." I hear the Impala engine.

"Thank you for your time sir." I walk to the Impala and get in. "Okay, so the dad and uncle were both abusive. Jim's wife is Max's stem-mother who did nothing to stop the abusive. It was bad." I say to the boys.

"Man it seems like they got their just deserts." Dean says. Sam puts a hand to his head and grimaces.

"Sam?" I ask. He was staring out the front windshield for a moment before he shook his head.

"Max is doing it. Everything I've been seeing." Sam says.

"What?" I ask acting to be surprised.

"You sure about this?" Dean asks also surprised.

"Yeah, I saw him." Sam says.

"How's he pulling it off?" Dean asks.

"I don't know. Telekinesis?"

"What so he's psychic, a spoon bender?"

"I didn't even realize it, but this whole time, he was there. He was outside the garage when his Dad died. He was in the apartment when his uncle died. These visions, this whole time, I wasn't connecting to the Millers. I was connecting to Max! The thing is I don't get why. I guess...because we're so alike?"

"What are you talking about? The dude's nothing like you." Dean says.

"Well, we both have psychic abilities, we both..."

"Both what? Sam, Max is a monster. He's already killed two people, now he's gunning for a third."

"Well, with what he went through, the beatings, to want revenge on those people? I'm sorry, man, I hate to say it, but it's not that insane."

"Yeah but it doesn't justify murdering your entire family!"

"Dean..."

"He's no different from anything else we've hunted, alright? We gotta end him."

"We're not going to kill Max." I say.

"Then what? Hand him over to the cops and say 'Lock him up officer. He kills with the power of his mind'."

"No way. Forget it." Sam says.

"Sam..." Dean says as we pull up to the Millers' house.

"Dean, he's a person. We can talk to him." Silence. "Hey, promise me you'll follow my lead on this one."

"Alright fine, but I'm not letting him hurt anybody else." Dean says as he pulls a pistol out of the glove compartment. He gets out and we follow after. We go to the front door to find it unlocked. We head into the kitchen to find Max and his stepmom. There was a knife floating in the air.

"Fathers?" Ms. Miller asks when she sees us.

"What are you doing here?" Max asks.

"Aahh, sorry to interrupt." Dean says.

"Max, can we, uh, can we talk to you outside for just one second?" Sam asks.

"About what?" Max asks suspiciously.

"It's...it's private. I wouldn't want to bother your mother with it." Sam turns to Ms. Miller. "We won't be long at all though, I promise."

"Okay." Max says.

"Great." I stay with Ms. Miller as Sam, Dean, and Max leave. I take a seat at the table. We sit in awkward silence for only a minute though when there was a slamming of a door.

"You're not priests!" I hear Max yell. Oh no this isn't good.

"Max, what's happening?" Ms. Miller asks.

"Shut up."

"What are you doing?" Max flings Ms. Miller backwards. She hits her head on the counter and goes unconscious. I start to get up but I'm flung towards the nearest wall and am knocked unconscious as well.

#supernatural #a whole new world

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frolwriting · 3 years

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Faith Part 3

This is a continuation of my series A Whole New World. There’s a masterlist I have on here.

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We got Dean out of there after he was healed and headed straight for the nearest hospital. We were all relieved that Dean was fine, but we knew something was very wrong. I know what it is, but Dean needed to be saved. I can't believe I'm already thinking this way. I hope the kid that passed away is in Heaven. I prayed to Chuck for the poor kid. Hopefully, he'll listen to me. The doctor checked out Dean and left. We were left in the hospital room alone.

"So, you really feel okay?" Sam asked.

"I feel fine guys." Dean said getting frustrated with his brother.

"So, you really feel okay?" Sam asks.

"I feel fine, guys." He knows something is really wrong. The doctor comes back into the room.

"Well, according to all your tests there's nothing wrong with your heart. No sign there ever was. Not that a man your age should be having heart trouble, but, still it's strange it does happen."

"What do you mean strange?" Dean asks.

"Well, just yesterday, a young guy like you, twenty-seven, athletic. Out of nowhere, heart attack."

"Thanks, Doc." Dean says.

"No problem." The Doctor says as he nods and leaves. We all exchange looks.

"That's odd." Dean says.

"Maybe it's a coincidence. People's hearts give out all the time." I say trying to be convincing. The guys look at me like I was crazy. Yeah, I didn't convince myself either.

"No, they don't." Dean says.

"Look, Dean, do we really have to look this one in the mouth? Why can't we just be thankful that the guy saved your life and move on?" I say. Sam nods. At least he's on my side.

"Because I can't shake this feeling, that's why." Dean says.

"What feeling?" Sam asks.

"When I was healed, I just...I felt wrong. I felt cold, and for a second...I saw someone. This, uh, this old man, and I'm telling you, Sam, Kate, it was a spirit." Actually, it's a reaper.

"But if there was something there, Dean, I think we would've seen it, too. I mean, I've been seeing an awful lot of things lately." Sam says.

"Well, excuse me, psychic wonder, but you're just gonna need a little faith on this one. Sam, I've been hunting long enough to trust a feeling like this." Sam sighs.

"Yeah, alright. So, what do you wanna do?" Sam asks.

"I want you two to go check out the heart attack guy. I'm gonna visit the reverend." Dean says. Dean dropped us off at the swimming pool where the kid died. We got an employee to show us around.

"I'm telling you guys, he seemed healthy. Swam every day, didn't smoke. So, a heart attack just kind of seemed, well, bizarre." The man said.

"And you said he was running, right before he collapsed?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, yeah, he was freaking out. He said that something was, uh, was after him."

"Did he say what?" I asked even though I know what happened.

"Well, thin air is what. I mean, it wasn't anything."

"Alright, thanks." Sam said as we started walking away. He suddenly stopped and looked up at the wall. I looked to where he was looking and noticed that the clock wasn't working. "Hey, buddy? Your, uh, your clock's busted." He said pointing at the clock.

"Oh, yeah, we, uh, can't get it working. Just froze at 4:17." The man said.

"Is that the same time Marshall died?" Sam asked.

"How'd you know?" The man asked. Me and Sam exchanged a knowing look and left the pool quickly. We walked back to the motel to do some research.

"Hey, Sam." He looked up at me. "So, victims one and two died of the same reason that the person who was healed died of."

"That's what I'm getting. This is definitely strange." I started looking at different supernatural creatures when Dean came in.

"What'd you guys find out?" Dean asked as he took off his jacket.

"I'm sorry." Sam says quietly. Dean was just as confused as me.

"Sorry about what?" Dean asked coming over to us.

"Marshall Hall died at 4:17." I should've known.

"The exact time I was healed." Dean says taking a seat on the nearest bed.

"Yeah. So, me and Kate put together a list of everyone Roy's healed, six people over the past year, and we cross-checked them with the local orbits. Every time someone was healed, someone else died, and each time, the victim died of the same symptom LeGrange was healing at the time."

"So, someone's healed of cancer. Someone else dies of cancer?" Dean asks.

"Somehow. LeGrange...he's trading a life for another." I say. There was silence for a bit.

"Wait, wait, wait. So, Marshall Hall died to save me?" Dean asked in horror.

"Dean, the guy probably would've died anyway, and someone else would've been healed." Sam says. I nod my head.

"You never should've brought me here."

"Dean, we were just trying to save your life." Sam says.

"But, Sam, Kate, some guy is dead now because of me." Oh, just you wait my friend. It's not going to get any easier from this point on.

"We didn't know." Sam said. "The thing I don't understand is how is Roy doing it? How's he trading a life for a life?" While they were talking I started looking up stuff about reapers.

"Oh, he's not doing it. Something else is doing it for him."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"The old man I saw on stage. I didn't wanna believe it, but deep down I knew."

"You knew what? What are you talking about?" Sam asked.

"A reaper." I said turning around my laptop to show the boys what I found.

"Exactly." Dean said.

"You really think it's the Grim Reaper? Like, angel of death, collect your soul, the whole deal?" Sam asked sitting down and pulling my laptop towards him.

"No, not the reaper, but a reaper. There's reaper lore in pretty much every culture on earth, it goes by many different names. It's possible that there's more than one of them." I say.

"But you said you saw a dude in a suit." Sam says looking at Dean.

"What, you think he shoulda been working the whole black robe thing? You said it yourself that the clock stopped right? Reapers stop time, and you can only see 'em when they're coming at you which is why I could see it and you two couldn't." Sam looks to me for an answer. I just shrug.

"Maybe." Sam says.

"There's nothing else it could be Sam. The question is how is Roy controlling the damn thing?" There was silence for a moment.

"That cross."

"What?" Me and Dean ask.

"There was this cross, I noticed it in the church, and I knew I had seen it before." Sam grabbed the newspapers we had scattered around. He holds a card up to us.

"Here." He hands it to Dean. I look at the card.

"A tarot?" I ask.

"It makes sense. A tarot dates back to the early Christian era right, when some priests were still using magic, and a few of them veered into the dark stuff? Necromancy and how to push death away, how to cause it?"

"So Roy's using black magic to bind the reaper?" Dean asks.

"If he is, he's riding whirlwind. It's like putting a dog leash on a great white." Sam says.

"Okay then we stop Roy." Dean says.

"How?" I ask.

"You know how."

"Wait, what the Hell are you talking about Dean." Sam starts.

"We can't just kill Roy." I say standing up.

"Sam, Kate, the guy is playing God, he's deciding who lives and who dies. That's a monster in my book."

"No, we're not going to kill a human being Dean. We do that we're no better than he is." Sam says.

"Okay, we can't kill Roy, we can't kill death." I had to bite my tongue at that. You can but that's going to take 10 seasons. "Any bright ideas college boy?"

"Okay, uh...if Roy's using some kind of black spell on the reaper, we gotta...figure out what it is. And how to break it." Sam says. We looked up different things and hopped in the Impala to head off to the church.

"If Roy's using a spell, there might be a spell book."

"See if you can find it." Dean looks at his watch. "Hurry up too, the service starts in fifteen minutes. I'll try to stall Roy." Me and Sam nod. A man walks up to us.

"Roy LeGrange is a fraud. He's no healer." The man says handing up a pamphlet.

"Amen brother." Dean says taking the pamphlet.

"You keep up the good work." Sam says.

"Thank you." Me and Sam go over to Roy's house and wait for Roy and his wife to leave, so we can go in. Sam goes over and opens a window, and we get in. We split up and start searching. I went over to a bookshelf and look through the books. Most of them looked like they hadn't been moved in a while, but one didn't. I grabbed it and flipped through it. It was just an encyclopedia. That's when I noticed there was a small book that was hidden behind this book. This definitely looked like a witch book.

"Sam!" I yell. He comes in carrying some newspapers. "I think this is the book."

"Listen to what I got. All of the victims were people who were against what that church believes. The teacher was gay. The jogger was an advocate for abortion. I think I may have found the next victim as well." He said holding up a picture of the guy who was outside handing out pamphlets. Sam pulled out his phone and called Dean. Sam put the call on speaker phone.

"What have you got?" Dean asked as he answered.

"Roy's choosing victims he sees as immoral, and we think we know who's next on his list. Remember that protestor?"

"What, the guy in the parking lot?"

"Yeah. Yeah, we'll find him, but you can't let Roy heal anyone, alright?" We hung up and ran back to the parking lot to find the protestor. As we got to the parking lot, we heard someone yelling. Me and Sam looked to each other and split up to look for the man.

"Help! Help me please!" The man yelled again. I started running towards the voice since I seemed to be going the wrong way. When I caught up with Sam and the man, everything was fine, and Sam was on the phone with I assume Dean.

"David, I think it's okay." Sam says. David was out of breath and terrified. I would be too if I just nearly died, but then his eyes went wide.

"No!" David yelled.

"Dean it didn't work! The reaper's still coming!" Sam yelled. I stood there helplessly. What am I supposed to do with something I can't see? "I'm telling you it didn't work. Roy must not be the one controlling this thing." I kept an eye on David who was alive but was frozen to the spot. Suddenly David fell down alive but out of breath. Me and Sam went to either sides of him and helped him up.

"I got out. We got you." I said as we got David to his feet.

"Thank God." David said as he found his footing. Dean met up with us in the parking lot.

"They're doing a private healing." He says walking over to us.

"We've got to stop this." I say.

"So Roy really believes." Sam says.

"I don't think he has any idea what his wife's doing." Dean says. I nod agreeing with him. The poor man is a victim as well.

"Well, Kate found this," He says holding out the book to Dean. "hidden in their library. It's ancient. Written by a priest who went dark side. There's a binding spell in here for trapping a reaper."

"Must be a Hell of a spell." Dean says.

"Yeah. You gotta build a black alter with seriously dark stuff: bones and human blood. To cross a line like that, a preacher's wife, black magic, murder, evil-" I starts saying.

"Desperate. Her husband was dying. She didn't have anything to save him. She was using the binding spell to keep the reaper away from Roy." Dean says.

"Cheating death, literally." I about busted out laughing at what Sam said because that's literally what Sam and Dean keep doing later on in the series.

"Yeah but Roy's alive, so why is she still using the spell?" I ask.

"Right. To force the reaper to kill people she thinks are immoral." Sam says.

"May God save us from half the people who think they're doing God's work." Dean says.

"We gotta break that binding spell guys." Sam says.

"You know Sue Ann had a Coptic cross like this. When she dropped it the reaper backed off."

"So you think we gotta find the cross or destroy the alter?" I ask.

"Maybe both. Whatever we do we better do it soon, or he's healing Layla tonight." We went back to the motel and waited till nightfall. We rolled up to the church with the headlights turned off. We didn't want anyone to know we were here even though the Impala's engine is super loud.

"That's Layla's car. She's already here." Sam says.

"Yeah." Dean says sadly.

"Dean..."

"You know if Roy would have picked Layla instead of me she's be here right now, and if she's not healed she's gonna die in a couple months."

"What's happening to her is horrible, but what are you going to do? Let somebody else die to save her? You said it yourself Dean, you can't play God." We sit in the car for a bit before we headed out. We went to the tent and peeked inside. There was a small group of people there.

"Gather round, please everyone, gather round. Come in closer, come on up." Roy says and everyone does.

"Where's Sue Ann?" Dean asks. That's when I noticed Sue wasn't there.

"House." Sam says. We made our way to the house.

"Go find Sue Ann, I'll catch up." Dean says slightly pushing us forward.

"What are you gonna...?" Sam starts to ask, but Dean just pushed us forward.

"Hey!" Dean says turning and yelling at two cops. The cops look to him. "You gonna put that fear of God in me?" He asks taking off at a run. Once they're gone, me and Sam run up the stairs of the house. It was completely dark except for one light, and of course it was the basement. We made it to the door and slowly went down the stairs. We were met with a strange sight. There was an alter with different animal stuff all over it. The most disturbing part was the picture of Dean with his face crossed out with what I assume is blood.

"I gave your brother life, and I can take it away." Sue says from right behind us. Good night I nearly jumped out of my skin. Sam on the other hand was mad and tipped the alter over and runs after Sue who is already up the stairs. I follow right behind, but Sue is able to close the door and lock us in the basement. By the time I make it up, Sam was pushing on the door. I join in. "Sam, can't you see? The Lord chose me to reward the just and punish the wicked, and your brother is wicked. He deserves to die just as Layla deserves to live. It is God's will." Sue says. I hear her footsteps leave. Sam stops pushing and turns back to the room. He notices a block of wood on the wall, which is proceeds to smash a boarded up window. Sam climbs out and leaves me behind.

"Sam!" I yell.

"Sorry, Kate, but I've got to save Dean. We'll come back for you!" He runs off. I sighed and sat on the stairs. I closed my eyes because I couldn't look at all the Satanic stuff. It wasn't long after when I heard movement on the other side of the door. It opened and Sam and Dean were standing there. Dean looked shaken up, but he was okay. I hugged him in relief. He froze for a second but gave me a wonderful hug. I love these hugs. I've only hugged Dean, but I'm sure Sam's hugs were also nice. Dean let me go but kept an arm around my shoulder.

"Let's get out of here." Dean says as we made it back to the Impala. We hopped in and headed to the motel. Dean walks in and sits on the bed. I take a seat next to him. He looked a bit lost.

"What is it?" I ask putting a hand on his knee.

"Nothing." I shake my head.

"Nope not going to take that answer Dean. What's wrong?" I ask again.

"We did the right thing here didn't we?" Dean asks looking me straight in the eyes.

"Yes." I said not breaking the eye contact.

"It doesn't feel like it." Dean says hanging his head. I start rubbing his back when a knock at the door interrupts us. When Sam opens the door, it is Layla.

"Hey Layla come on in." Sam says. Layla comes in, and Dean stands up.

"Hey." Layla says.

"How did you know we were here?" Dean asks.

"Sam...called. He said you...wanted to say goodbye?" When did Sam call Layla? I'm just as confused about this as Dean is. I walk over to Sam and grab his arm.

"Let's go grab a soda Sam." I say as we walk out the motel door. "When did you call Layla?"

"When I went to the bathroom earlier. I knew Dean was going to need to talk to Layla." I nod and went to the soda machine. I might have used that as an excuse to leave, but I seriously need a Dr. Pepper. Sam didn't get anything, but we sat outside the motel room. We didn't say anything for a while. "I'm sorry." Sam says. I turn to look at him confused.

"For what?"

"After that incident with Bloody Mary I treated you horribly. I may not fully understand what happened, but you have been nothing but helpful since we started hunting together." I smile.

"It's okay. I don't know if I would of trusted myself after that."

"Missouri trusts you so I trust you." I stood up, and Sam followed. I held my arms out asking for a hug. Sam slightly chuckled and pulled me into a hug. Score! I got a hug from both Winchesters. Things are going to be okay. At least for a little bit.

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So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren’t amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I’d love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can’t do anything else, please just read and reblog.

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UPDATES ON THE JOSH FIGHT!

According to Fawcette, the main streamer of the event, the amount of Joshes who turned up is about 75-100 Joshes. Any streams are really laggy, but for those who couldn’t tune in here are some pics:

These were taken from a laggy stream, but as you can see the turnout is massive. The crowd is estimated to be at least 200 people.

The latest winner from the series of Josh fights is “Tiny Josh”, a four year old child who was inducted into the battle. As of right now, the bearer for the title of “The One True Josh” is the original Josh Swain.

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Pyramid Of Mars Part 2

Series: Through Time and Space

Episode: Pyramid of Mars

Pairing: 4th Doctor x Reader

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"Quick, hide." The Doctor suddenly says as he turns away from the door. He grabs my hand and we take off as we hear lots of footsteps coming from the study. Me and the Doctor bend down behind some plants till there was no more footsteps. He stood up and signaled to Scarman and Sarah, who was hiding in a trunk.

"Where have they gone?" Sarah asks as she steps out of the trunk.

"To set up a deflection field around the house. He's obviously planned every step." The Doctor says as he starts walking into the study.

"Who, Marcus?" I asked.

"No, Sutekh." The Doctor says as we follow the Doctor into the study. "Sutekh is breaking free from his ancient bonds. If he succeeds, he'll destroy the whole world." The Doctor says as he looks at different things around the study.

"You mean Sutekh is still alive?" Sarah asks.

"He destroyed his own planet, Phaester Osiris, and left a trail of havoc across half the galaxy. Horus and the rest of the Osirans must have finally cornered him on Earth."

"In Egypt?" I ask.

"The war of the gods entered into mythology. The whole of Egyptian culture is founded upon the Osiran pattern."

"I'm afraid this is beyond me." Laurence says.

"It's beyond me, too." Sarah says.

"I've just become used to this." I say.

"Ah! Found it." The Doctor says as uncovers a sarcophagus.

"What?" Sarah asks.

"The lodestone that drew the Tardis off course." The Doctor says.

"That's not a lodestone, that's just a sarcophagus." Laurence says. I just shake my head. It's usually whatever the Doctor says it is.

"No, it isn't. It's the entrance to a time-space tunnel." The Doctor says examining it.

"Leading where?" I ask.

"To Sutekh." He says as he pushes something on the lodestone which opens and reveals a vortex. The Doctor holds on tightly to the lodestone and tries to avoid being sucked in.

"Doctor!" Sarah exclaims as me and her start moving towards the Doctor

"Keep back!" The Doctor says as he grabs a handkerchief and throws it into the vortex. There was a bang, and the Doctor just collapses.

"Doctor! Doctor, come on. Wake up, please." Sarah says as we run over to him. I start gently slapping him to try to wake him up.

"It's no good. He took the full force of the blast.

"They're bound to come back soon. We're trapped! Where are you going?" Sarah asks. Laurence was looking around on the wall.

"There's a priest hole here somewhere. Marcus and I discovered it when we were boys." He says as he finds a paneling that pops open. "There. It isn't very large, I'm afraid."

"No, well, he is though, so come and give us a hand." Sarah says as we pick up the Doctor and start helping him into the hole. After a while of just sitting in the tiny little hole, the Doctor started moving just a bit.

"He's coming around." I say. We stop moving to check on the Doctor.

"A parallax coil." The Doctor says.

"What?" Laurence asks.

"I never expected that. A simple trap. Blew up in my face. Clever."

"He's delirious."

"No, shush." Sarah says.

"Never underestimate Sutekh. Thinks of everything." The Doctor says as he opens his eyes. "Where are we?"

"Hiding." Sarah says.

"Where?"

"A priest hole." Laurence says.

"In a Victorian gothic folly? Nonsense."

"You're so pedantic at a time like this. Does it matter?" Sarah says.

"If only I knew the exact physical location of Sutekh. Where was your brother's expedition bound?"

"Saqqara, I think. He wrote to say he'd discovered a blind pyramid in that region and believe it contained a mastaba."

"What?" Sarah asks. I'm as confused as she is.

"An underground burial chamber." Laurence elaborates for us.

"Saqqara. Too vague, yet it might be our only chance." The Doctor says.

"To do what?" Sarah asks.

"Sutekh is controlling operations here by mental force. With the equipment at the lodge, I could transmit a jamming signal."

"And block his power?" Sarah asks.

"With an etheric impulse projected along precisely the right axis, yes. Otherwise-"

"No good."

"The Egyptian's ring!" The Doctor says as he thinks for a second.

"What?" Laurence asks.

"It's a slave relay. Calculating the reverse polarization should be child's play. Why didn't I think of it?"

"Shush. Listen." Sarah says. That's when I hear noises coming from the study. I could hear Scarman talking, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. "He's coming over."

"Marcus!" Laurence exclaims as we hear who I assume is Scarman touching the paneling we came through. I grab the Doctor's hand as I normally do in situations like this. It calms me. He squeezes my hand as we just sat there as quietly as we could. The paneling doesn't open though and reveal us. Then, there was no more noise coming from the study. The Doctor opens the paneling, and we climb out of the hole.

"All right, all clear." The Doctor says.

"Where are we going?" Laurence asks as we start heading out of the study and into the hallway outside of the study.

"Shush. To find that Egyptian."

"We can't search the whole priory. There's no need to. Look." Sarah says pointing out footsteps and drag marks on the floor that lead to a different wing. We head back to the storeroom, where we started. While walking there, Scarman lead his mummies right past us. I thought we were going to be found, but he didn't see us. Once we got inside, the Doctor and grabs a ring.

"What do you think they're doing?" Sarah asks.

"I'm not sure yet." The Doctor says.

"This is exceedingly interesting, Doctor. It appears to be some kind of machinery." Laurence says.

"Egyptian mummies building rockets? That's crazy." Sarah says.

"They're not mummies, they're service robots." The Doctor says as he is messing around with the ring.

"Huh?" I ask.

"Machines."

"Machines? All right then, why are machines building rockets?" Sarah asks.

"So that Sutekh can escape from the power of Horus."

"Where's Sutekh now?"

"Exactly where Horus left him seven thousand years ago. Trapped beneath a pyramid and powerless to move." There was then a slam of a door. We run out of the storeroom. Laurence grabs his rifle from his back and cocks it. Me and Sarah were already behind a tapestry, where the Tardis was parked. The Doctor pulls Laurence with us, and we enter the Tardis.

"Great heavens! This is unbelievable. Totally unbelievable!" Laurence says as he walks in. Me and Sarah were leaning against the console.

"I never get old of that reaction." I whisper to Sarah.

"You're going to say it transcends all the normal laws of physics." The Doctor says.

"I am, yes. I mean, it does. It's preposterous!" Laurence says as he looks very antsy.

"Isn't it. I often think dimensional transcendentalism is preposterous, but it works. Would you like to look around?"

"May I?"

"Please." Laurence then takes off looking around.

"Well now we are here, why don't you tune up 1980 and we can, well, leave." Sarah says.

"I can't." The Doctor says.

"Ah. Why can't you?" Sarah asks.

"Because if Sutekh isn't stopped, he'll destroy the world."

"But he didn't, did he. I mean, we know the world didn't end in 1911." Sarah says.

"Do we?" I ask. I knew history tends to change.

"Yes, of course we do!" Sarah exclaims.

"All right. If we leave now, let's see what the world will look like in 1980." The Doctor says as he walks over to the console and starts pushing some buttons. Laurence comes back into the console room.

"I say, this is like something by that novelist chap, Mister Wells." I wouldn't think Orson Wells could write something like this. The Tardis lands and the doors open to show a bleak looking land with loud winds and an electrical storm going on.

"1980, Sarah, if you want to get off." The Doctor says. Sarah just stands where she is shocked. The Doctor closes the doors and starts sending us back to 1911.

"It's a trick!" Sarah exclaims.

"No. That's the world as Sutekh would leave it. A desolate planet circling a dead sun."

"It can't be! I'm from 1980."

"Every point in time has its alternative, Sarah. You've looked into alternative time."

"Fascinating. Do you mean the future can be chosen, Doctor?" Laurence asks.

"Not chosen, shaped. The actions of the present fashion the future."

"So a man can change the course of history?"

"To a small extent. It takes a being of Sutekh's almost limitless power to destroy the future. Well?"

"We've got to go back." Sarah says.

"Yes." The Doctor says as he pushes the final button to send us back to 1911. We make it back and climb through the window into the storeroom. "Keep below the level of the window." We head back to the lodge to check on Doctor Warlock. Sarah goes over to Warlock and checks on him. She takes the blanket and covers his face with it.

"I can't believe that my brother. He and Doctor Warlock were the closest of friends." Laurence says as he takes a seat.

"Well, if you can stop thinking of him as your brother it'll make it a great deal easier for you."

"But he is my brother!"

"From the moment he entered Sutekh's tomb he became subject to Sutekh's will."

"What does that mean?"

"As a human being, Marcus Scarman no longer exists." I put a hand on Laurence's shoulder. "He is simply the embodiment of Sutekh's power. He's given the paralyzed Sutekh arms and legs, a means to escape.

"If Sutekh is so totally evil, why didn't Horus and the other Osirans destroy him?" Sarah asks.

"It's against their code. To have killed him would have meant that they were no better than he, so they simply imprisoned him." The Doctor says as he starts fixing the Marconiscope.

"How?" I ask.

"A forcefield, controlled from a power source on Mars."

"Mars?" Laurence asks.

"Yes, that's where the signal was beamed from, remember?"

"But how?"

"When your brother stumbled into Sutekh's tomb, the monitoring system on Mars detected the fact and triggered off an alarm signal."

"The rocket those robots are building!" Sarah exclaims.

"Yes. Will be aimed at the power source on Mars. If those warheads reach their target, Sutekh will have released himself."

"To destroy the world." Laurence states.

"Not only this world. Anywhere that life is found. Right. All I need now is a magneto."

"A magneto. Of course." Laurence says as he goes to a cabinet to look for a magnet? Is a magneto a magnet? Is that the same thing? Me and Sarah also started looking around for a magnet.

"What are you going to do?" Sarah asked.

"If I can block the mental beam, Scarman will collapse." The Doctor said.

"You mean die?"

"Well, he's not alive now in any real sense. Only Sutekh animates him. Deprived of his outside contact, Sutekh'll be as powerless as the day Horus left him."

"Here you are, Doctor." Laurence says as he hands him what looks like a magnet.

"Splendid." The Doctor says as he takes the magnet and starts messing around. Then there was a scream from outside.

"What was that?" Laurence asked. There was then two mummies outside the lodge. Laurence takes his gun and shoots at the mummies. The Doctor dragged Laurence back inside.

"Quick, Kate, switch on the power." I went over to the box to flip the switch, but Laurence grabs me. I elbowed him as hard as I could and went over to the switch. "Switch on!" I flipped the switch and the wheel starts to spin. When I did, mummies burst into the lodge knocking the Doctor to the ground. They pushed Laurence against Warlock and push Sarah against the wall. They were coming at me. I didn't see any way around these guys.

"Doctor! Doctor!" I yell scared. One of them grabbed me by my throat and lifted me up. I gasped and grabbed the arms of the mummy. The mummy continued to hold on till the other one smashed the machine. The mummy holding me proceeded to toss me away just as my vision started going black.

"The ring, Kate. Use the ring!" As my vision started to clear, I reached for the ring on the table.

"Stop!" I say barely able to stand up. The mummy destroying the machine stopped.

"Return to control." Doctor said.

"Return to control! Return to control!" I say. The mummies leave. The Doctor ran over to me and gently started looking at my neck.

"Are you all right?"

"Yes, I think so." Laurence says. The Doctor gave him a look that said he wasn't talking to Laurence. He looks me straight in the eyes.

"I'll probably have a nasty bruise there, but I think everything is okay. We can check it out in the Tardis. The Doctor just nods. He then turns to Laurence looking mad.

"You don't deserve to be. You nearly got us all killed."

"I'm sorry."

"You better." The Doctor goes up to him and gets in his face. "You almost got my wife killed and wrecked the only chance of stopping Sutekh."

"Look, forgive me, Doctor. I was thinking of my brother."

"Listen! What's walking about out there is no longer your brother. It is simply an animated human cadaver. Animated by Sutekh. Do you understand?" Laurence nodded. He looked terrified. "And if Sutekh succeeds in freeing himself, the consequences will be incalculable. Stay here!" He leaves. Me and Sarah run to follow, but Laurence grabs me. I turned and punched Laurence in the face.

"You need to stop touching me. Next time it's going to be where the sun doesn't shine." I ran off after the Doctor.

#through time and space #doctor x reader #fourth doctor x reader

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