Maddison Winchester: Journal 1 {Supernatural}

12 Faith: Part 5

We waited until dark and drove back to the church to avoid getting caught. Dean parked in the church tent parking lot. There were two cars parked in front of Roy's house, which wasn't a good sign.

"That's Layla's car. She's already here." Sam pointed out.

Dean nodded sadly. "Yeah."

"Dean..." Sam said softly.

Dean sighed. "You know if Roy woulda picked Layla instead of me, she'd be healed right now."

"Dean, don't." Sam shook his head.

Dean continued, "And if she's not healed tonight, she's gonna die in a coupla months."

Sam nodded. "What's happening to her is horrible. But what are you gonna do? Let somebody else die to save her? You said it yourself, Dean, you can't play God."

Dean sat for a moment without speaking and then got out of the car. Sam and I followed. We approached the tent and looked inside. Roy was talking to a small group, including Layla and her mother. Sue Ann was nowhere to be found.

"Where's Sue Ann?" Dean asked.

"House?" Sam suggested.

We walked toward the house, but then Dean pushed Sam and me toward it as he walked off. "Go find Sue Ann. I'll catch up."

Sam shook his head. "What are you gonna—"

"Hey!" Dean called out.

I looked over and spotted the two police officers from earlier.

"You gonna put that fear of God in me?" Dean asked.

Sam and I hid in the bushes along the side of the house, and the police officers chased after Dean. As soon as they were gone, Sam and I ran up the stairs and looked in the windows of the house. There was nothing but darkness.

We walked around the porch, but there was no light coming from within the house anywhere. I looked down and saw light shining through cracks of a door on the ground.

"Maybe she's down there," I said, pointing out the door.

"Come on." Sam nodded for me to follow him.

We walked back to the stairs and around the side of the house to the basement entrance. Sam opened the door, and we slipped inside, closing the door behind us.

The basement was lit with candles. When we reached the bottom of the steps, we could see a candlelit altar littered with parts of dead animals, blood, horns, pretty much anything gory and disgusting. We stepped closer and saw a picture of Dean with a bloody X drawn on his face in the middle of the altar.

I gasped. "Sam, we need to hurry..."

Sue Ann walked up behind us. "I gave your brother life, and I can take it away."

Sam flipped over the table, and everything on it shattered and fell to the floor. Sue Ann ran, and Sam chased her, but she quickly closed the basement door and locked us in. Sam ran up and pushed against the door but couldn't get it open.

"Can't you see? The Lord chose me to reward the just and punish the wicked. And your brother is wicked, and he deserves to die just as Layla deserves to live. It is God's will," Sue Ann said.

"You're delusional, lady!" I yelled.

Sam ran around the room, looking for something to use to break through the door.

"Goodbye," Sue Ann said.

Sam pulled a block of wood off the wall and smashed the glass out of a small window. "I can't fit. I need you to unlock the door."