Puppet Chapter 18: Master of Puppets, a supernatural fanfic

A/N: So, here is the last chapter. I admit it isn't really all that emotional, but I still hope you will read it and of course review it at the end.

Puppet
Chapter 18: Master of Puppets

Bobby glances down at his book and back at Sam before finally speaking to him. "How are you feeling, Sam?"

Sam doesn't say anything, like he is ashamed of something that he had done. He could only shrug his shoulders as he thought about what had happened. I remember all of it, all the pain, all the hurt. It lasted so long, and I couldn't make it go away. Dean couldn't make it go away.

Bobby sighs and looks back to the book he was reading before grabbing another and flipping to the middle and reading.

Sam's eyes wonder to Dean who had taken a seat in the chair once more. He must feel awful. I can't even imagine what he is feeling right now. I know he must be blaming himself somewhere inside of him. He's struggling with what happened. But there really wasn't anything he could do. Actually if he hadn't of been there with me I wouldn't have made it. I finally got through the pain and I was in a safe warm place. Some place I couldn't be hurt. I wanted to stay there. But I heard Dean's voice. He was telling me to come back. He was urging me to make it. I didn't want to leave him. I forced my way back to him. Through all the pain I had just gone through, I had to get back to him.

Sam's eyes remain locked on Dean. It really is all my fault. If I hadn't of gotten controlled in the first place none of this would have happened. But mostly I wanted to die. I wanted the pain to go away. I wanted nothing to do with the world. I was selfish, but I am still glad that I got back here, and am glad for Dean being there. Though, I won't ever tell him.

Dean's eyes remain locked to his lap. He couldn't look at Sam. He did feel it was his fault for his brother's pain. But he was thinking of the pain of living. I wish I didn't have to tell Sam about everything when he was so young. I knew I would have to eventually but I wish for once that I could have kept it from him. Let him grow up normal, let him be happy. But I said it once, Sam and I aren't normal and there really isn't anything I can do about it.

None of the boys wanted to break the awkward silence in the room, but Dean finally forced himself to. "We are going to take off soon." I hate leaving this soon. I don't really want to, but I just want to get out of here, get things back to normal.

Sam's eyes lower away from Dean. Bobby gave Dean the look asking if it was ok that Sam traveled so soon. Dean returned the look reassuring him that he would take care of him.

Sam then stands. "Dean's right. We should go." There isn't any point in staying any longer.

Caleb rises from his wooden chair and places his coffee on it. "Are you sure? Maybe you shouldn't..."

Sam cuts him short. "I'm fine." That is one of the reasons I want to leave. I am so sick of people asking if I'm all right.

Caleb laughs on the inside. He reminds me alot of Dean, but mostly alot of John. Incredible.

Dean nods his head and drops his empty cup into the trash in the corner of the room. Sam leads the way out of the room, Dean following closely behind him.

Bobby's eyes go wide. He was staring at a book in his hands, almost like it had told him the coolest secret. "Boys."

Caleb turns around and Sam and Dean make their way back into the room. Dean sees the old man's surprise. "Bobby, what is it?"

Bobby's eyes stay locked to the book, his eyes scanning a paragraph over and over. He doesn't even look up. "I found something on that symbol."

Dean takes a giant step forward. "What?"

Bobby finally pries his eyes away from the book and onto Dean. "Yea. I never thought to look in this book. It has almost nothing to with the Supernatural at all or so I thought."

Sam joins his brother's side. "Bobby, what is it?"

Bobby sighs. "It doesn't actually have a name. It's said to be so powerful that most demons don't have the power to apply it, not even a small one. The one on Sam was exceptionally large. Like I said before it is a spiritual explosive devise. It was once used to kill powerful demons. Obviously demon's stopped trying to kill their own breed and now use them on humans."

Caleb also joins the boys, all of them looking at Bobby. "Bobby get to the point."

Bobby chuckles and gives a sad smile. "I don't really have a point, but in here is a rough recipe to the antidote."

Gasps were heard from all three of the boys. Dean and Sam both looks at each other in anguish, thinking of all the people that died because they couldn't stop the explosion.

Bobby continues. "As a footnote here, it says that the symbol was usually marked to a rogue demon to stop it from telling secrets of other demons. The rogue demons were usually the more powerful ones and between hunters and that symbol eventually all the demons who could apply that symbol died. Or so I thought. I didn't realize that that puppet master demon actually had that kind of power."

Dean shakes his head. "There was an antidote here all along and you didn't know?"

Bobby stands up, almost challenging Dean to yell at him some more. "I haven't read half the books in my house. I usually skim over all the ones I get and keep the ones I use most on shelves."

Dean takes a step forward, ready to yell at the hunter some more when Sam grabs his brother's arm and pulls him back. He didn't have enough strength to actually stop his brother, but the touch alone was enough to stop Dean. Sam looks from Dean to Bobby. "There's nothing we can do now."

Dean sighs and nods his head at Bobby, apologizing.

Bobby shakes his head, saying sorry. Bobby places the book gently onto his desk where he would be able to look at it again later. Once again the men file out of the room, Caleb in the lead this time.

It didn't take long before everything was ready and the boys were ready to leave. Dean reaches the car first and turns to Bobby. "Bobby thanks for everything." As always...

Bobby took those simple words to mean alot more coming from Dean. He whispers to Dean. "And thanks for all you did for me."

Dean nods and smiles in understanding.

He shakes the man's hand and moves to Caleb. "Good to see you again, Caleb."

"You too Dean. Take care of Sam?"

Dean nods. I won't let him out of my sight for a while.

Sam goes to Bobby. "Thanks. I don't even know all of what you did for me, but I know that if you hadn't of I wouldn't be here."

Bobby smiles. "Anytime."

Sam smiles. "I'll take you up on that."

Bobby nods. "Not anytime soon though, ok?"

Sam shakes his head. "Sounds good." He too then goes to Caleb. "It's been a long time."

Caleb nods. "Stay out of trouble."

Sam nods his head in Dean's direction. "With him?" He's a trouble magnet.

Caleb chuckles. He gives Sam a sturdy hug before backing up. "True."

Dean shakes his head. "I heard that."

Sam turns to Dean and laughs. Dean shakes his head again and gets into the car. Sam takes his place in the passenger side of the car and Dean starts it up. With his window rolled down, Dean pulls away from the house. Both boys nod their heads and leave from the view of Bobby and Caleb.

They reach the highway. It was only a couple minutes later before Dean quickly glances at Sam's hand mark on his neck then back to Sam and addresses him. "Don't do that to me again."

Sam looks at his brother. "Do what?"

"Scare me like that." Seriously, a heart attack is inevitable if that happens again.

Sam smiles. "Ok, next time I'm dying I promise to make it less traumatic."

Dean's eyes go wide. "That's not funny."

Sam chuckles. "Oh, come on it's a little funny."

Dean shakes his head. "Not funny." Just a little funny, but if it happens again I am going to kill you, myself.

Sam's gaze goes to the road before going back to Dean. "Fine, but you're still a jerk."

Dean shakes his head. "And don't forget it... bitch." Then his hand goes to the radio turning up the volume to the song 'Master of Puppets' by Metallica.

Sam shakes his head, slowly putting Beryl behind him and it all becoming a bad memory. The song's lyrics quickly fill the car.

End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
chop your breakfast on a mirror
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you

Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries
Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
just a rhyme without a reason
Never-ending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season

The End

A/N2: I was looking through lyrics of Metallica songs and I found this one called Master of Puppets. Some of the lyrics were exactly like how I wrote my story, and I have never heard this song before. I thought it was cool.
A/N3: Well that's the end. I expected a few more chapters, but I am glad it didn't drag on too long. Now, I personally feel like that it was rushed at the end but I really hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and please review, they're golden.

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