CHAPTER TWO: all hell breaks loose part two

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BOBBY SINGER HAD GIVEN ELIAS THE FIRST AID KIT. When Jake hit Elias, and flung his backwards, Elias had gained a split lip and a cut on his brow. His back was bruised from the shed that he was thrown against.

Dean hadn't left Sam's side.  Sam had been placed on Bobby's mattress. Which was stripped of its sheets.

Bobby had insisted for Elias to come with him. I give Dean some space, since the other had either been silent or, snapping at one of them.

Also, Dean had only been drinking beer. They figured he meant to get actual food in his body.  When they entered, Dean was still drinking a bottle of beer.

"You should eat something," Bobby speaks.

"I said I'm fine," Dean replied, turning around, he took another sip of beer.

"Dean...I hate to bring this up. I really do," Bobby begins. "But, don't you think maybe it's time... we bury Sam?"

Dena turns to Bobby, gaze cold and harsh. "No." He sat down.

"We could," Bobby sighs. "Maybe..."

"What? Torch his corpse? Not yet."

"Dean..." Elias spoke in a soft tone.

"I want you to come with me," Bobby tells him.

"I'm not going anywhere," Dean immediately says.

"Dean, please."  Elias begins.

"Would you cut me some slack?"  Dean interrupted.

"I just don't think you should be alone, that's all. I gotta admit-- I could use your help," Bobby says.

"You have Elias."

"Dean, come on, we are just trying-" Elias begins.

"Elias," Dean snapped.

"Something big is going down-- end-of-the world big," Bobby says.

"Well, then let it end!"

Dean's angry remark had them both pause, a look of surprise on their faces.

"You don't mean that." Bobby speaks.

Dean stands up, the chair flipping as he had. "You don't think so? Huh? You don't think I've given enough? You don't think I've paid enough? I'm done with it. All of it. And if you know what's good for you, turn around, and get the hell out of here."  He stands in front of the two, eyes heated in a glare.  And when neither moved, he shoved Bobby. "Go!"

Bobby stumbled back, and Elias quickly moved to steady him.  Dean, when seeing the look on both Bobby and Elias's face, mode shifted.his face falling, a look or regret. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, just go."

"You know where we'll be."  Bobby says, as he  turns his back on Dean and leaves the motel room.
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"How much time do you think we should give him?" Elias asked, and he knew Dean wouldn't be better for a while. You need get over a death of someone you love, especially a family member. And even more when it's the only other family member you have.

But, Dean wasn't eating. He was drinking. But, not something that should be being drank when you don't have any actual food in your system.

"I don't know," Bobby sighs, feeling useless.
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There was a knock at the door, Elias hasn't wanted to leave Bobby alone. After all, he was aware that the man cared for the two men, the two brothers, like his sons, and one had just been killed. And the other snapped at him. 

Elias shifted, following after Bobby towards the door. Once Bobby opened the door, he had seen Dean. And, in a second of surprise, that Dean has returned, hadn't noticed the man next to him. The man who was supposed to be dead.

Sam gives a nervous smile.

"Hey, Bobby." Dean says.
"Hey, Bobby." Sam immediately says after, smiling.

"Sam. It's good to see... you up and around." Bobby says after a second of hesitancy.

Sam took a steps forward, placing a hand onto Bobby's shoulder. "Yeah, well... thanks for patching me up."

"Don't mention it."  Bobby says as Sam walks into the house. And a stunned Elias followed after.  He has never met someone who came back from the dead.

Sam turned to Elias. "You must be Elias. Dean's talked about you, before." He extend a hand to Elias. "I'm Sam."

Elias took a second, before he exuded his hand to shake Sam's.

"Well, Sam's better." Dean speaks.  "And we're back in it now, so... what do you know?"

Bobby was silent for a second.  "Well, I found something. But I'm not sure what the hell it means."

"What is it?" Sam asked.

"Demonic omens...like a frickin' tidal wave. Cattle deaths. Lightening storms. They skyrocketed from out of nowhere. Here." Bobby answered, as he flipped the map. He points to Wyoming on a map. "All around here, except for one place...Southern Wyoming."

"Wyoming?"  Dean asked.

"Yeah. That one area's totally clean -- spotless. It's almost as if..." Elias paused.

"What?"

"The demons are surrounding it." Bobby says

"But you don't know why?" Dean asked.

"We haven't had enough time to find out." Elias answered.

"No, and by this point my eyes are swimming. Sam, would you take a look at it? Maybe you could catch something I couldn't." Bobby tells Sam.

"Yeah, sure." Sam nodded.

"Come on, Dean. I got some more books in the truck. Help me lug 'em in."

"Yeah," Dean  followed Bobby.

It was silent between the two, Elias didn't know Sam. And Sam didn't know him. So, for a minute the two simply examined the map. But, Elais found the question escaped him before he could stop himself. "How did you fight that...solider? He was wearing camouflage,"

"Jake," Sam'a voice fills with anger. His face shifted, as he falter at the map in front of him at the mention of the man.

"Yeah...I just mean-"  stop talking. "Nevermind."

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Apparently Ellen has returned, or, someone claiming to be Ellen. They alls till wanted to rouge that it was her. Bobby had gotten the holy water flask, pouring it into a shot glass and sliding it across the table.

"Bobby, is this really necessary?" Ellen asked as she grabbed the glass.

"Just a belt of Holy Water, shouldn't hurt." Bobby replied.

Ellen lifts the shot glass to her mouth and swallows the water.  "Whiskey now, if you don't mind."

"Ellen, what happened? How'd you get out?"  Deana asked.

"I wasn't supposed to. I was supposed to be in there with everybody else," she scoffed. "But we ran out of pretzels, of all things. It was just dumb luck." She drinks the whiskey Bobby poured for her and exhales sharply. "Anyway, that's when Ash called. Panic in his voice." She sighed. "He told me to look in the safe. Then the call cut out. By the time I got back, the flames were sky-high. And everybody was dead. I couldn't have been gone more than fifteen minutes."

"Sorry, Ellen." Sam tells her.

Ellen tears up, her gaze shifting from the men in the room. "A lot of good people died in there. And I got to live." She scoffed. "Lucky me."

"Ellen, you mentioned a safe." Bobby speaks.

"A hidden safe we keep in the basement."

"Demons get what was in it?"

"No,"  She pulls out a map from her pocket, unfolding it and setting it down on the table. It has several black lines and X's on it.

"Wyoming. What does that mean?" Dean asked, as he points to the lines.

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They had all began to search Bobby's place in hopes of finding a clue as to what the hell was happening in Wyoming. Everyone had their own, different book to read from.

"I don't believe it." Bobby suddenly says. He sets the book on a table

"What? You got something?" Sam asked.

"A lot more than that. Each of these X's," He points to the marks on the map. "Is an abandoned frontier church-- all mid 19th century. And all of them built by Samuel Colt."

"Colt? As in the supposed demon killing gun?" Elias asked.

"No. As in the demon killing colt," Dean says.

"Yep. And there's more. He built private railway lines," Bobby points to the black lines on the map, "connecting church to church. It just happens to lay out like this." He connects the points on the map until the shape of a star is made.

"Tell me that's not what I think it is." Dean says.

"It's a Devil's Trap. A 100-square mile Devil's Trap," Sam spoke.

"That's brilliant. Iron lines demons can't cross," Dean comments.

"I've never heard of anything that massive." Ellen says.

"No one has." Bobby says.

"And after all these years none of the lines are broken? I mean, it still works?" Elias asked.

"Definitely," Sam answered.

"How do you know?"

"All those omens Bobby found. I mean the demons, they must be circling and they can't get in," Sam answered.

"Yeah, well...they're trying." Bobby commented.

"Why? What's inside?"

"That's what I've been looking for. And, uh, there's nothing except an old cowboy cemetery right in the middle."

"Well what's so important about a cemetery or...what's Colt trying to protect?" Sam asked.

"Well, unless..." Dean begins.

"Unless what?" Bobby asked.

"What if Colt wasn't trying to keep the demons out? What if he was trying to keep something in?"

"Well that's a comforting thought," Ellen sarcastically speaks.

"Yeah, you think?"

"Could they do it, Bobby? Could they get inside?" Sam questioned.

"This thing's so powerful, you'd practically need an A-bomb to destroy it. No way a full-blood demon gets across."

"Full-blood demon? What, do we need to find child of a demon and human?" Elias asked.

"No," sam paused. "But I know who could."

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They had arrived at the cemetery, all hiding behind tall headstones, or the statues of Angels. A man, Jake, walks into the cemetery, heading towards the large, crypt.

"Howdy, Jake," Sam calls from the shadows, as he walks out, a gun pointed at Jake.

Elias, Bobby, Dean and Ellen follow, guns trained on Jake.

"Wait...you were dead. I killed you," Jake says, confused.

"Yeah? Well next time, finish the job," Sam snapped back.

"I did! I cut clean through your spinal cord, man," Jake tells him.

Sam glances at Dean.

"You can't be alive. You can't be."

"Well, your shit out of luck," Elias knew what happened. He wasn't stupid. After getting over the shock, he immediately realized. "Even if he did die, if he lives," Elias pulled the trigger, shooting Jake in the shoulder. "You're not gonna."

Jake yelled out, grabbing his shoulder as blood began to pour from the wound, steadily, slowly.

"Okay, just take it real easy there, son." Bobby tells Jake.

"And if I don't?"

"Wait and see." Sam tells him.

"What, you a tough guy all of a sudden? What are you gonna do--kill me?" Jake asked.

"It's a thought."

"You had your chance. You couldn't."

"I can," Elias says. "The rest of us could."
"I won't make that mistake twice," Sam says at the same time.

Jake begins to laugh.

"What are you smiling at, you little bitch?" Dean snapped.

"Hey Lady, do me a favor. Put that gun to your head," he tells Ellen. And Ellen does just that. "See that Ava girl was right. Once you give in to it, there's all sorts of new Jedi mind tricks you can learn."

"Let her go." Sam demanded.

"Shoot him," Ellen's voice trembles.

"You'll be mopping up skull before you get a shot off." Jake says. "Everybody, put your guns down. Except you, sweetheart."

They all, drop their guns. Sam, momentarily delayed.

"Okay. Thank you." Jake turns around and pulls the Colt out of his pocket. While he is inserting it into the crypt, Dean and Bobby grab Ellen before she can shoot herself just as Sam shoots Jake four times in the back. Jake falls onto the ground, and Sam positions himself in front of him.

Jake lets out a gasped of pain. "Please...don't. Please."

Sam glares at Jake, the shoots him three more times in the chest. The four watch as two seperate engravings on the crypt spin in different directions, then stop.

"Oh, no."

"Bobby, what is it?" Ellen asked.

"It's hell."

Dean pulls the Colt from the Crypt.

"Take cover--now!"

They all run and take cover behind large tomb stones, as the doors burst open.

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"What the hell just happened?!" Dean asked.

"That's a devil's gate. A damn door to hell." Ellen answered. "Come on! We gotta shut that gate!"

They all quickly stand up, rushing over to the gate. Elias, Bobby, Sam, and Ellen begin to try and close the doors, the heavy doors barely moving. It took Elias a second to realize Dean wasn't by their side.

"Dean!" Sam yells out.

He lets go of the gate door and runs to his brother. Elias stumbled, also wanting to help Dean, but, he had to help Bobby and Ellen close the gates. He turned his attention ruin back to trying to close the door. He pushed harder at the door, a slight closing of the door, barely.

And, when he, Bobby, and Ellen managed ti close it, seeing the wheel on the door spin, they turned. Only to see the brothers standing side by side, staring at a man. The man walks closer, placing a hand onto Dean's shoulder. The man turns to Sam, before stepping back, onto a grave, his figure shifting. A seeming glitch taking over his body. And then he was gone.

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They had suggested to let the brothers talk, now, the Sam was aware Dean made a deal to bring Sam from the dead. After seeing them walk towards the car, and searching around the grave yard, they after a few minutes, walked over to the brothers.

"Well...Yellow Eyed Demon might be dead. But a lot more got through that gate," Ellen announced.

"How many, you think?" Dean asked.

"Hundred. Maybe two hundred. It's an army. He's unleashed an army," Sam informed.

"Hope to hell you boys are ready. 'Cause the war has just begun," Bobby says.

"Well, then," Dean has walked to the back of the car, pulling open the trunk. He tossed the colt into it. "We got work to do."
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