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All Hell Breaks Loose Part One; Part Two.

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"Family don't end in blood, boy." -Bobby Singer.

EMERY FOLLOWED AVA INTO THE HOUSE, not letting her leave the girl's sight. She had some twisted feeling in her stomach and Emery wasn't going to ignore it.

Emery sat in the house, Andy soon joining her after a couple minutes later. She leaned her head on his shoulder as they sat there, missing Dean more than she would care to admit.

"Emery, why are you here?" Andy asked quietly and Emery lifted her head off of his shoulder.

"Honestly?" Andy nodded. "I- um- I can't die. I've been shot in the lungs, bled out, and woke back up again like I just fell asleep for the night. The doctors removed the bullet, but sometimes I swear I can feel it still in my chest."

Andy looked at her, eyebrows raised, mouth slightly open. She smiled at him, chuckling softly over the expression he held on his face. She then got up, dusting the dirt off of her pants, before holding a hand out to the stoner. "Come on, let's go put salt lines everywhere in this house."

It got dark out fast. Emery sat awake at the small table with everyone, watching as Sam slowly fell asleep. It was comical really, to see him struggle to keep his eyes open. Emery didn't bother trying to keep him awake. Right now there wasn't any immediate threat, so people could afford to take a rest. Andy was passed out with his head down on the table.

Emery giggled softly as Sam's eyes closed, his head dipping down. His chin rested on his chest as his breathing slowed, making him slightly adorable.

Emery sat watching him for a bit, before she got up. Her bladder was full and she needed to empty it or she'll probably piss her pants. "I'm going to the bathroom."

She walked out of the room and into the main corridor. There was a rusted knife sitting on the seventh stair, Emery grabbing it before making her way outside, making sure not to break the salt line. Going around the side of the house, she picked a nice place that nobody could see her and pulled down her pants.

Once she was finished with her business, she heard that creepy little cackle that the demon made. Pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance, Emery started to make her way back around the house. That was, until she felt the presence of the thing behind her. Turning around, she swung the knife, narrowly missing the wrist of the demon. She got a finger though, smiling triumphantly as the thing shrieked before fleeing.

Emery ran the rest of the way and was about to enter the house, when she felt something grab her hair and fling her back. Her torso roughly collided with the ground, mud splashing around her as she felt a sharp pain. And the thing was on her, slicing at her with those freakishly long nails, blood spraying from the spot where its finger used to be.

Emery brought her arms up to defend herself against the attack, feeling the nails cut deep through the jacket and long sleeve shirt she was wearing. In an attempt to get the psycho demon off of her, Emery rocked her hips up. It jarred the demon slightly, but it still continued its onslaught.

Emery wished she had kept hold of the knife, but being thrown back by her hair had made her drop it, focusing on the pain.

Emery felt the blood running from her arms, starting to get slightly light headed. In a final attempt to get the demon off, Emery rocked her hips with more force. And it worked. Since the demon was a child, the lightweight made it easy to knock her off.

With the moment she had, Emery got up and slammed through the door, closing it quickly, making sure the salt line was still intact before rushing into the room and jarring Sam awake.

"Emery, are you okay?" Andy was the first to notice the girl.

"Do I look okay? I just got attacked by some psychotic demon. You may think this is my normal Saturday night, but trust me, it's not," the girl sassily replied. She looked around, noticing that one body was missing. "Where's Ava?"

"That's what we are wondering," Jake said, before motioning to the still sleeping Sam. The girl continued to shake him until his eyes finally opened.

"Wha-?" His voice came out slightly groggily.

"Ava's missing," Emery started. Sam was instantly awake, looking at the blood that was dripping on the floor. Emery glanced down at her arms and torso, starting to feel lightheaded. "And I was attacked by a psycho demon."

Suddenly, Emery fell backwards, the world fading black around her.

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When Emery woke up, the first thing she noticed was that her arms burned. She had fainted from blood loss and someone had gladly offered up their jacket/shirt because her arms were wrapped in a fabric.

The second thing she noticed was Ava and she was holding her head. Then, the black smoke had come through the window and Emery's eyes widened as it turned into the little bitch of a demon. She then closed her eyes, acting like she was asleep. Ava wasn't completely heartless, even if Emery had cut off its finger.

Emery had to listen to Andy's pained screams, almost cringing when she heard the splatter of blood that hit the window, but in her state, she knew she couldn't fight. A second later, Ava screamed, making Emery jolt awake, hissing when her arms hit the table.

"Ow, fuck," Emery cursed, before her eyes met Andy's body and her eyes widened. They filled with tears, sad to see that happen to Andy. They had become friends (somewhat) and she had never really seen this happen to one of them. It hurt. With pain and loss.

"Sam, Emery, I just found him like this!" Ava said and Emery narrowed her eyes at her.

Lying bitch.

"What happened?" Sam asked, taking his eyes off Andy's body. It hurt him too.

"I don't know!"

"How did that thing get in here?" Sam then stopped looking at the salt lines that he had gone to check and turned around. He looked at Ava in confusion. "Where were you?"

"I went to go get some water from the well, I've been gone maybe two minutes," Ava cried and Emery felt herself start to glare at her.

"You shouldn't have gone outside. Ava, we have to stay in here," Sam said, before his eyes caught something. Emery felt herself get up, walking to the window the examine the salt barrier. It had a trail through it.

Ava had drawn a line through it to get the demon inside the house.

"Who did that?" Sam pointed to it and demanded it, looking at Ava.

"I don't know, maybe Andy-"

"Andy wouldn't do that. Ava, that line wasn't broken when I left. Ava."

"What?! You don't think that I had-"

"Don't tell me what I think. Ava, five months. You're the only one that has the time that could account for. That headache you got, right when the demon got Lily."

"What are you trying to say?"

Emery was glaring at the girl, looking around the room as Sam and her argued. She smiled triumphantly when the knife that she had used on the demon had made its way back inside. The huntress grabbed it, turning back to the two of them.

Ava's face wasn't sad or cowering anymore and Sam was still looking at her seriously. Ava wasn't freaking out either. "-a long time. And not alone either. People just keep showing up. Children, like us. Batches of three or four at a time."

"You killed them? All of them?" Sam asked, his voice serious.

"I'm the undefeated heavyweight champ," Ava made the pun, making Emery glare at her.

"Oh my God."

"I don't think God has much to do with this, Sam," Ava said, looking seriously at Sam.

"How could you?"

"I had no choice. It's me or them. After awhile, it was easy. It was even kinda fun. I just stopped fighting it."

"Fighting what?"

"Who we are, Sam! If you just quit your hand-wringing and open yourself up, you have no idea what you can do. The learning curve is so fast, it's crazy. The switches just flip in your brain! I can't believe I started out just having dreams. Do you know what I can do now?"

"Control demons."

"Ah, you are quick on the draw," Ava put her hands to her head, summoning the demon. "I'm sorry, Sam, but it's over."

Emery walked up behind her when the demon was almost fully through and put the knife to her neck. "Not so fast, bitch. This is for my arms."

And with that, Emery slit her throat. The blood lapped out of her neck, the girl choking on her blood as the demon fled right back where it came from. She dropped to the ground, clutching her neck as Jake walked into the room. He looked horrified and Emery sighed, putting the knife on the table.

Sam and Emery sat him down and explained what the hell was happening. After the short discussion, the three of them made their way outside, two of them intent on leaving.

Jake, on the other hand, stopped them. "I'm sorry, Sam. But only one of us is getting out of here alive. I had a vision. This yellow eyes demon, he talked to me, told me how it was."

"I'm gonna kill Azazel one day," Emery said quietly, glaring at the ground.

"Listen, you can't listen to him," Sam said and Emery rubbed her temples.

"Listen, Sam. He's not letting us go. Only one. And if we don't play along, he'll kill us all," Jake explained and Emery laughed then.

"Then this is fucking ironic. Guess what? I can't die. So, I guess that there is only one person that actually gets outta here alive, so you know, let's go," Emery said, grabbing Sam's wrist and pulling it to the exit of the road. It was ripped from her grasp, however, and Emery turned around just in time for punch to be landed to her nose. It hurt like hell and knocked her off of feet, but she got up anyway.

She was ready to fight, but noticed that Jake had already started to go for Sam. Grabbing onto her broken nose, the blood pouring out of it, Emery braced herself, before she righted the position of the bone. A scream left her mouth and the blood still flowed from her nostrils, but at least her nose wouldn't look like Owen Wilson's.

When Emery glanced back up, Sam had his arm held to his chest and Jake was on the ground through the fence that made a pen. They had been fighting on the inside of it, Sam having knocked them outside of it again. Emery watched as he picked up the bar that had been put down and when Jake got up to attack him, hit him across the neck with it.

He went to hit him again, to give him the final blow, but instead threw the rusted metal away from him.

"Sam! Em!"

Emery turned to the voice, her ears perking up. Both Sam and Emery started to run to the voice, a smile on each of their faces. Emery was helping Sam move, only a little, and she felt her smile widen as they got to the edge of town. It had started to rain as Emery saw Dean's face, a smile on his once worried expression.

"Sam, Em."

"Dean!" Sam and Emery cheered in unison.

That was, until Dean shouted out in warning at the young brother.

It went in slow motion after that. Emery was still clutching onto Sam, before Dean had grabbed a hold of him, both of them on their knees. Sam was bleeding heavily in his back, Emery pushing pressure to it as Bobby, who had come with Dean, ran after Jake.

Emery knew that Sam had been cut clean through the spine and probably wasn't going to make it. Her tears were flooding her eyes and she shook her head at Dean who was clutching his younger brother.

"Sam. Sam, hey! Come here, come here. Let me look at you. Hey, look, it's not even that- it's not even that bad, alright," Dean sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than Sam. "Sammy? Sam! Hey, listen to me, we're gonna patch you up, okay? You'll be as good as new, huh. I'm gonna take care of you. I'm gonna take care of you. I gotcha. That's my job, right? Take care of my pain in the ass little brother. Sam? Sam? Sammy! No. No no no no no!"

Emery ducked her head to hide her tears as she watched Dean hold onto the limp form of his little brother. They were like water works and she knew that Dean was crying as well. This was his only blood relative left. And his closest family member.

"Sam!"

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edited.

ugh, i hate this episode. only because little sammy dies ):

get ready for next episode. there is going to be a lot of feelings. and, i don't know if it's going to break your heart or not, okay.

ps. THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE 100K READS! I LEGIT FANGIRLED SO HARD WHEN I SAW IT OMG!