Episode: Season 2 Episode 5

Part: 5

Key:

(M/n) = Male Name

WARNING: Death, swearing, boy x boy, some triggering stuff. This is Supernatural, everythign happens in this show/fandom

Enjoy~

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~Coffee Shop~

The coffee shop was nearly empty, Weber and Tracy were closing up.

"Hey, Trace?"

"Yeah?" The girl asked.

"You and Andy, you guys went out together for a while, didn't you?"

"Yeah, Weber, why?"

"I dont know, I was just wondering. I, I was wondering how you felt about him these days. I mean, I've seen you guys together, it seems like there's still something there. Just...were you guys ever, like, serious?"

"Um, no." She siad.

"Come on, Trace. Tell the truth." His voice echoed.

~Road~

Dean drives the Imapala down a dark road with Sam next to him, (M/n) and Andy were in the back.

"All right, Andy. Tell us everything you know about this guy."

"Well, I mean, not much. I...Weber shows up one day, eight months ago? Acting like he's my best friend in the world. Kinda weird, like, trying too hard, you know?"

Sam started cringing, rubbing his eyes.

"Must have known you guys were twins. Why did he change his name? Why not just tell you the truth?"

"No idea."

"Aah!" Sam groaned, getting aother vision.

"Sam?"

"He's getting another vision." The demon said. ((Autocorrect is off, so sorry if there's alot more misspelled words then usual))

Sam yells in pannic, struggling with the door.

"Sam? Sam! Sam!" Dean stopped the car as Sam shoves the door open, leaning out. Dean got out and ran around the car to kneel beside him, grabbing his shoulder.

"Hey. Hey!"

~Bridge~

Weber drives onto a bridge and pulls the car to a stop. Tracy was in the passenger's seat. He runs a hand slowly up her thigh.

"I take my ladies here. They like it. Well, I mean, i like is, so of course they do too."

"Please, I just wanna go hime." Tracy was crying.

"Stop crying." She did as told. "Hey, I get it. I see what you see in Andy, I mean, he's a genius. Books he reads? He's gonna be a great man someday. But he is my family, no yours. You cant have him. You're bot gonna have anything after tonight." Weber said.

~Road~

Near the bridge, the Impala pulls to a stop. Sam and Deam get out and circle around to the trunk, which the oldest opens.

"Dean, you should stay back"

"No argument here. Had my head screwed wiith eough for one day."

Sam pulled out two handguns, as he walks forward, he stopped by Andy, who has gotten out of the car.

"I'm comong with you."

Sam looks at him, shaking his head ne.

"If it's Tracy out there....then I'm coming."

(M/n) showed up a few feet away from them.. "Guys, we better hurry.

~Weber's Car~

Crying again, Tracy was unbottoning her dress as Weber watches.

"Okay. Slower. Tracy? Ii want you to listen to me very carefully, okay? When we're done here, I want you to head over to the edge of the dam. Okay?"

"Okay." The girl replied.

"And when you get there, you're gonna think you can fly. And you're just gonna step right off. You, you can fly, can't you?" He asked.

She started sobbing. "Yeah. I think so."

"You might get scared, but i want you to say that it's okay. Just tell yourself, everythign is okay."

The window behind Weber's head shatter, and (M/n) shoved a handgun in his face.

"Get out of the car! Now!"

"You really dont want to do this." Weber said in his demonic voice. The male punched him hard in the face.

"Try again, kid." The demon hiissed. On the other side of the car, Andy opens the door and pulls Tracy out.

"Tracy! Come here, come ehre, come here. It's ok."

"Andy! I can't! I couldn't control myself."

Sam came up and opened Weber's door and pulls him out of the car. He pins him facedown over the pavement with the gun aimed at his head.

"Don't move." He warned.

Andy ran pver to them and shoved a strip of duct tape over Weber's mouth. He rears back and kicks Weber twice, furious. (M/n) grabbed his arm.

"Let Sam handle this."

"I'm gonna kill you!" Andy yelled at Weber.

"No! I'll handle this, I'll handle this!"

"I will kill you!"

"Andy! Listen to me! Listen to me!"

Weber was staring at Tracy, who picked up a large stick and hits Sam on the back of the neck with it. He goes down, unconscious. Andy turns to her as Weber stands up. (M/n) growled.

"Tracy, stop! I said STOP IT!" Andy ued hsi demonic voice. She dropped the stick and back away, terrified. Andy turned back to Weber, who pulls the duct tape off his mouth.

"How did you do that?"

"Practice, bro. If you'd just practice, you would know. Sometimes you don't need to use your words. If you have to." He tapped his forehead. "All you need is this. Sometimes the headache's worth it."

"You're a twisted son of a bitch!" Andy grabbed Weber.

"Back off, Andy. Ot Tracy's gonna do alittle flying."

Andy turns in horror to see Tracy standinf on the ledge.

"Aren't you, Trace?" He turned to Andy. "I'm stronger than you. I can do it."

"Okay, okay." He backed up, hand up. "Okay. All right, just...just please don't hurt her."

"Don;t be mad at me, okay? I know, it'sm it's all wrong/ I didn't mean for this to happen, it's just...Tracy? She's trying to come between us."

"You're insane."

"She's garbage! Man, they all are We can, we can push them, we can make them do whatever we want!"

"Are you really...are you really this stupid? It it-?"

"Wha?"

"You find out you have a twin brother. You call him up and go out for a drink. Not start killing people." Sam started to wake up.

"I've wanted to tell you for so ling, bro. But he didn't let me. He said I had to wait until the time was..."

"Who?"

"The man with the yellow eyes."

"What are you talking about?"

"He came to me. In my dream, He said I was speacial. He told me he's got big plans for me. Wait 'till you see what in store, Andy, for both of us! See, he's the one who told me that....I had a brother. A twin."

Withing shooting distance, Dean stalks to a hding place with a sniper rifle.

"So you're gonna listen to him?" THe dmeon asled.

"Why did you kill our mother? Why? ANd wwhy Dr. Jennings?"

"Because they split us up! They ruined our lives, Andy! We could have been together this whole time. Instead of alone. I couldn't, I couldn't let 'em do that, I couldn't let them get away with that. No."

~Woods~

Dean crouches in the shadows and lines up the shot.

~Bridge~

Weber turns, hearing someting. He peers into the distance, seeing Dean.

"I see you. Bye-bye."

Dean turns the rifle upa nd tucks the barrel under his chin.

"No!" (M/n) yelled.

Soon, there was a gunshot. Weber jerks. Andy had shot him int eh back. Weber fell, Andy lowered the gun, shaking.

Rescue and police crews arrived on the scene. Andy is talking to three police officers, his stance confident. Sam was crouching by a wall, a paramedic tending to his shoulder. Dean and (M/n) stand at his side.

"He shot himself. And you all saw it happen." Andy told the officers.

"Yeah. We did."

The boys were together, observing.

"Look at him. He's getting better at it." (M/n) said.

Andy passes an ambulance where Tracy is sitting, a blanket around her shoulders. She avoids his eyea. Andy approached the three boys on the side.

"She won't even look at me."

"Yeah, she's pretty shaken up."

"No, it's, this is different. It's, uh, I never, I never used my mind control thing on her before. Before last night. She's scared of me now."

"Hey. Andy, I hate to do this, but umm, we have to get out of here. Here. I wrote down my cell. You dont have to be alone in this, all right? If anythign comes up, just call me up."

"Wha- what am i supposed to do now?"

"Try to go back to normal life." (M/n) said.

"Or we'll be back." Dean added.

THye turned and walked away.

"Looks like i was right."

"About what?"

"Andy. He's a killer after all."

"No, he's a hero. He saved his girlfriend's life, he saved my life."

"Bottom line, last night, he wasted somebody."

"Sam, if that was Jessica that was standing on that edge, you would have done the same thing. So shut up already." (M/n) groaned.

Dean gave Sam a look of 'what he said'.

"Sometimes I hate you guys."

Dean's phone went off. He picked it up.

"Hello? Ellen. What's going on? Yeah, we'll be right there."

~Roadhouse~

The three amigo's were sitting at the bar, Ellen standing behind it and Jo working aound the outside.

"Jo?"

"Hmmm?"

"Go pull up another case of beer."

"Mom..."

"Now. Please."

As Jo leaves, Ellen leans on the bar in front of the boys. "So. You want to tell me about this last hunt of yours?"

"No. Not really. No offense, it's kind of a family thing."

"Not anymore." Ellen dropped a stack of papers on the bar. "I got this stuff from Ash Andrew Gallagher's house burnt down on his six month birthda, just like your house. ou think it was the dmeon both times, don't you? You think it went after Gallagher's family?"

"Yeah, we think so."

"Sam..."

"Why?"

"None of your buisness."

"You mind your tongue with me, boy. This isn;t just your war, this is war. Now, something big and bad's coming and it's coming fast, and their side holds all the cards. Now, at best all we got is us. Together. No secrets of half'turths here."

"There are people out there, like Andrew Gallagher, like me. And um...we all have some kkind of ability." Sam started.

"Ability?" Dean rolled his eyes uncomfortable.

"Yeah. Psychic abilitly. M, I ahve, um, I have visions, premonitions. I don't know, it's, its' different for everybody. The demon said he had plans for people like us."

"What kind of plans?"

"That's where we dont know. Not even me." (M/n) commented.

"These people out there, these psychics. They dangerous?"

"No. Not all of them."

"But some are. Some are very dangerous."

"Okay, how many of them are we looking at?"

"We've been able to track a clear patterne so far. They've all had house firs on the night of the kids six month birthday." Dean replied.

"Weber? Or Ansen Weems, or whatever his name is, I looked ay his files, and there was no house fire. There's nothing out of the ordinary." Sam continued.

"Which breaks the pattern. So if there's any onthers like him, there'd be nothing in the system. No way to track 'em all down."

"Basically." The demon said.

Jo was standinf behind them.

"Jo, honey?"

"Yeah?"

"You'd better break out the whiskey instead."