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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫

𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳

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Delaney followed her brothers up the steps of the asylum. She felt her nerves become more and more worked up the closer they got to the entrance. This place seriously made her feel uneasy and she hated being anywhere near it, especially with all the new information her and the boys knew about the place. However, Delaney knew she and the boys had a job to do so she just had to suck it up and deal with it. What's the worst that could happen... right?

When the three siblings entered the South Wing, Sam turned on his small camcorder and Dean broke out his homemade EMF reader. Delaney just held onto her flashlight tighter and walked down the corridor in between Dean and Sam. She just prayed her brothers didn't hear her heart beating at a rapid pace. Delaney was sure if she could hear it in her ears then they could definitely hear it.

"Getting any readings?" Sam asked as they turned into the next hallway at the end of the corridor.

"Yeah, big-time," Dean replied and looked down at the EMF reader as it continued to go crazy, blinking red like they were at some sort of rave.

Delaney glanced over Sam's shoulder and noticed all the white spots that seemed to pop up on his night vision setting on the camcorder. "There are orbs everywhere. I'm getting a chill down my spine just looking at it."

Dean nonchalantly shrugged. "Yeah, there's probably multiple spirits out and about right now."

"And if these unrecovered bodies are causing the haunting..." Sam trailed off, his eyes focused onto the small screen of the camcorder.

"We have to find them and bury them," Delaney finished for him with a small sigh. "Fun."

Dean nodded and finally tore his eyes away from the EMF to look at Delaney and Sam. "Just be careful though. The only thing that makes me more nervous than a pissed off a spirit is the pissed off spirit of a psycho killer."

"That's comforting, Dean," Delaney mumbled and they began to make their way down the hallway. She heard something behind them and quickly turned around, shining her flashlight down the way they had just came from. However, nothing was there and Delaney had a fleeting moment where she wondered if she were actually going insane.

The three exchanged a look before they silently agreed to just keep going. They made their way to the end of the hallway that lead to two rooms and another hallway to another part of the wing.

"Sam, give me the camcorder. I'll look in the room to the left of me and you guys can check out that room over there," Delaney said, motioning to the room a little down to the right. "It'll make things easier and quicker."

"Della, I don't know about leaving you by yourself," Dean responded and looked around him. "Why not just come with us and don't worry about splitting up?"

Delaney crossed her arms and huffed. The place gave her the creeps but if they split up for five minutes and each did a room then she could get out of her quicker. "Oh come on, Dean. I'm a big girl now and I can do stuff on my own. If I need you, I can always just call. You won't be that far."

"Dean, just let her check the room out. What's the worst that could happen when we'll only be twenty feet from her in the next room?" Sam defended and it seemed to work because Dean groaned and motioned for Sam to give Delaney his camcorder.

Delaney innocently grinned at Dean before she walked into the room next to her. It looked like all the other rooms in this wing. Dusty, graffiti and some burn spots in random places on the walls, lab equipment and tools everywhere, a chair with straps on it in the middle of the room. She was just thankful for the sunlight coming through the windows because it made it slightly less creepy. The camcorder only showed one or two white spots on the screen which settled Delaney's nerve a little. They weren't bothering her either which was a bonus. She heard some noises, but figured it was just Sam and Dean and tried not to overthink it too much. 

When Delaney went to walk back to her brothers, she screamed and jumped back when an older woman with blood oozing out of her head appeared on the camcorder screen. She lowered the camcorder to see the woman slowly crawling her way towards Delaney.

After a moment of momentary fear, Delaney seemed to relax a bit when the old woman never made a move to attack her. She just continued a slow pace towards Delaney and it almost seemed like the old woman was about to say something to her. However, before she could even begin to hear what the old woman was about to say, the sound of her brothers' running feet could be heard come into the room. 

"Della, get down!" Dean ordered and she quickly ducked before Dean could shoot off a round.

Delaney heard the sound of the salt gun go off and she slowly removed her hands from her face, no longer seeing the old woman in the room. "That was so weird."

"Yeah... you're telling me," Dean agreed and took a quick look around the room to make sure nothing else would pop up and try to attack his sister.

"You okay, little onr?" Sam asked and held his hand out for Delaney to grab onto.

Delaney used Sam's hand to help pull herself up and dusted herself off. "No, I mean... it was weird that she didn't attack me. She got in my face... but she didn't try to hurt me."

"It looked pretty aggro from where I was standing," Dean argued and lead the way through the double doors that lead to another part of the wing.

"Dean, she didn't hurt me or even try to. It spooked me that she was suddenly there and making her way towards me like The Ring, but she wasn't hurting me. So, what did she want then?"

Any response Delaney would have gotten was cut off at the sound of a girl whimpering behind a bed in the room they had just stopped next to. Delaney slowly made her way into the room with her flashlight shining at the bed turned over against the wall. Dean was next to her with his salt gun already aimed and loaded to shoot in case it was another spirit. Sam slowly reached out and knocked the bed down revealing a blonde teenage girl who cried in a ball against the wall. The girl screamed when the bed hit the ground and scrambled as far back against the wall as she could. She looked between the three siblings warily, especially at Dean who had his gun still raised.

Delaney pushed the gun down and stepped forward a little bit to address the girl. "It's okay. We aren't going to hurt you. What's your name?"

The girl slowly rose to her feet with the help of Delaney and she gave Delaney a small smile of thanks. "Uh... Katherine. I like to go by Kat though."

"I'm Dean. These are my siblings Sam and Delaney," Dean motioned to both of his siblings as he said their names.

"What are you doing here?" Sam cut off whatever Dean was going to say next which earned him a glare from the eldest Winchester.

"Um... my boyfriend, Gavin --"

Delaney shared a look with Sam and quickly cut off Kat, "Is he here?"

Kat shrugged and rubbed her arm nervously. "Somewhere. He thought it would be fun, try and see some ghosts. I thought it was all just... you know... pretend." She wrapped her sweater around her tightly and she seemed to visibly get more and more scared and upset by the second. "I've seen things. I heard Gavin scream and --"

"Alright, Kat, come on. Delaney's going to get you out of here, okay? Then we will find your boyfriend," Dean assured Kat and gently took Kat by the hand to place her next to Delaney.

Kat shook her head and stepped back out of Dean's reach. "No, no. I will not leave here without Gavin. I'm coming with you."

"It's no joke around here, Kat. It's really dangerous," Sam argued and shook his head. "It's not safe for you to do that."

"I don't care. This is why I have to find him and make sure he's okay," Kat countered and it was obvious that she was not going to back down.

"Guess we're going to be splitting up then," Dean said and made his way out of the room.

The four split up and went down different hallways to find Gavin. Delaney tried to ignore the anxious look on Dean's face about sending her off in a different direction alone...again. She knew he was being protective because this place was not safe for anyone and she hadn't been doing this that long, but Delaney could handle herself. They were just looking for Gavin. Not like she was gonna go and seek out the spirits.

Delaney continued to yell Gavin's name as she went down different corridors and hallways. She honestly didn't even know where she was at this point, but she wanted to help this girl find her boyfriend. Delaney knew if she were in Kat's place, she would have wanted to do the exact same thing Kat was doing if it were Will. She quickly shook her head to rid herself of the thoughts of Will. She couldn't let that distract her from finding Gavin.

Delaney entered a bathroom where everything was turned over or broken on the ground. She wondered if the bathrooms were this dirty back when the asylum was actually open given the fact that no one actually cared about the well-being of these patients. She gasped when she noticed something else on the floor - a young male's body that Delaney assumed was Gavin. Delaney rushed over and shook him gently, calling his name a few times.

Gavin jumped up and his eyes widened in fear when he saw Delaney squatted next to him.

Delaney placed a hand on Gavin's shoulder to stop him from freaking out. "It's okay, Gavin. I'm here to help you, promise."

"Who are you?" Gavin asked, pushing himself up more to sit properly.

"I'm Delaney. My brothers and I found your girlfriend, Kat. She was really scared when we did," Delaney explained, holding her hands up to prove she had nothing on her and wasn't going to hurt Gavin. She helped Gavin to his feet and he dusted himself off. "She's okay though. Kat is just worried about you. Are you okay?"

Gavin lifted his hand to his head and rubbed his forehead as he tried to remember what had happened to him. "Um, I remember I was running. I think I fell."

Delaney dreaded what she was going to ask because she didn't know if she would like the answer. However, she knew she had to ask for the sake of finishing this case. "What exactly were you running from?"

"There was - there was this girl. Her - her face... it was all messed up," Gavin recalled and scratched the back of his neck. "It was just all messed up."

Delaney froze for a second because it reminded her of the older woman that she saw in the room earlier. "Okay, listen, this girl - did she try to hurt you at all?"

"What? No, she uh... " Gavin trailed off clearly distraught by whatever had happened.

"She what?" Delaney prodded, needing to know if what happened to her also happened to him.

Gavin slowly looked back up at Delaney from the ground. "Um... she kissed me."

Delaney's eyes widened for a second at Gavin's response. Well, that was odd. "She didn't physically hurt you though?"

"Dude, she kissed me!" Gavin repeated which made Delaney wonder if he thought of that as the same thing. "I'm scarred for life."

Delaney chuckled at Gavin's response. "Trust me. It could have been much worse than her kissing you. Do you remember anything else?"

Gavin was quiet for a long moment as he tried to recall everything that happened. "She, uh... she actually tried to whisper something in my ear. I don't know what it was though because I ran like hell."

Delaney sighed because that put a slight fork in helping her, but he did at least experience the same thing she had and that made her feel slightly better. Delaney lead Gavin back the way she had came earlier and just hoped she was going the right way as she went down different hallways.

The sound of a girl screaming had Delaney's ears perk up. Her and Gavin both rushed around the corner to see Dean and Sam trying to pry open a door with a crowbar. "Dean, Sam! What's wrong?"

Dean grunted as the crowbar slipped out of the door when he tried to pry it open. "Kat is in there with one of them!"

"GET ME OUT OF HERE! HELP!"

Delaney rushed over to the door and moved Sam out of the way. "Kat, calm down, okay? It's not going to hurt you! Listen to me, you have to calm down and face it."

"She's got to what?" Dean questioned in disbelief as he looked at Delaney as if she were crazy.

"Look, the spirits are trying to communicate. You've got to face it, Kat," Delaney explained and this earned her look of disbelief and confusion from Sam, too.

"You face it!" Kat shot back.

Delaney groaned and banged her forehead against the door. She would regret doing that later but right now she didn't care. "Kat, if you want to get out of there you have to face it. Just look at it, that's all. You can do it!"

It was silent for a long moment after Delaney spoke. It was slightly unsettling especially with Dean giving her a hard look.

"Delaney, you better be right about this," Dean warned and she knew the unspoken threat was there. If she was wrong, the spirits wouldn't be the thing she would need to worry about. It would be Dean... who sometimes could be slightly more frightening than the spirits.

Thankfully, the door creaked open a few seconds later and Kat shakily walked out of the room. Gavin sighed in relief and rushed over to Kat, hugging her close to him and kissing her on the forehead.

"One thirty seven," Kat mumbled to Delaney, Dean and Sam. "He whispered in my ear one thirty seven."

Sam and Dean both looked at each other and nodded. "Room number."

Delaney crouched to the ground with her brothers while Dean dug through a duffle bag on the ground. When did he even bring that in here? "So if these spirits aren't trying to hurt anyone --"

"Then what are they trying to do?" Dean finished for her quietly.

"Maybe that's what they've been trying to tell Delly and Kat," Sam suggested.

"Guess we'll find out then won't we?" Dean countered and focused his attention on rifling through the duffle bag, ending their conversation. He stood up when he was done and turned to the couple in front of them. "So, you guys ready to leave this place?"

Kat scoffed slightly. "That's an understatement."

"Good. Della, you get them out of here while Sammy and I go find Room 137," Dean commanded and pulled Sam behind him in the opposite direction.

Delaney gratefully took this opportunity to get out of the asylum for even a second and wait outside for her brothers to come back out. She lead Gavin and Kat back towards the entrance of the asylum.

"So, how do you and your brothers know about all this ghost stuff?" Kat asked after a long moment of awkward silence between the three.

"It's kind of our job," Delaney responded. It didn't hurt to tell Gavin and Kat about it because they already saw with their own eyes about the supernatural world. So she wouldn't actually look like a freak for once when she brought up the existence of the supernatural.

"Why would anyone want a job like that?" Kat inquired.

Delaney chuckled softly and was quiet for a second before responding. "I had a shitty guidance counselor." She stopped at the door she had came through earlier and frowned when it wouldn't budge. She tried the other door and got the same result. "Okay, I think we have a small problem."

"Why not just break it down?" Gavin suggested.

"I don't think that's going to work."

"Then a window!"

"...they're barred," Kat remarked.

Gavin puffed out his cheeks. "Okay, so then how do you suggest we get out of here?"

Delaney froze when she came to a sudden realization. Whatever was in this asylum didn't want them to leave. Not yet. Most likely because none of them were in body bags. "That's the point, Gavin. We aren't getting out. There's something in here."

"Those patients?" Kat guessed and honestly Delaney would have figured that too if there wasn't an uneasy feeling growing in the pit of her stomach again.

"No, something else," Delaney answered and shined her light down the hall the three just came from in case anything popped up. She excused herself while she ran up to all the other exit doors and felt the uneasiness grow more when none of them budged either.

Delaney took a minute to close her eyes and calm her nerves down. She had to be calm so Gavin and Kat wouldn't freak out as well. Everyone needed to be calm if they were going to figure out how to get out of this situation. She just had to try and think of what Dean and Sam would do if they were in her position.

"I looked everywhere and there is no other place out," Delaney explained when she reached Gavin and Kat again.

"What are we going to do?" Gavin asked, starting to panic slightly.

"For starters, we won't panic," Delaney replied and Gavin pressed his lips into a thin line and forced himself to relax. Her cell phone buzzed in her pocket and she quickly took it out. Dean's name flashed across the screen and she immediately picked it up. "Dean?"

There was a bunch of static on Dean's end and Delaney had to listen really hard to understand what he was saying. "Della, it's me. I see it. It's coming at us."

"What? Where are you?"

"In the basement. Hurry."

The line suddenly went dead and Delaney slowly lowered it from her ear. At least the boys found the damn spirit and it meant they were closer to getting out of here officially. "I have to go to the basement to help my brothers. Stay here and be careful." She stressed and took the salt gun Dean had shoved into her hands earlier when they split up from the waistband of her jeans.

Delaney rushed off in the direction of the basement. She thankfully found her way quickly down to the basement. She shined her flashlight into the room before slowly making her way inside. "Dean? Sam?" 

No answer.

Delaney made her way around the basement, but didn't get any sight of her brothers. She stopped outside of a room that said CAUTION: BIOLOGICAL HAZARD on it. She slowly entered the room, shining her flashlight around it. Her light started to flicker on and off before dying completely. Huffing, Delaney slapped the flashlight against her palm a couple of times. "Come on, man. Not now."

Delaney shoved the flashlight into her back pocket now that it was useless. A secret door creaking open behind her caused her to whirl around and hold up her salt gun rifle. It opened to an operating room and Delaney cautiously walked inside and looked around. "Dee? Sammy? If you're in here, this is not funny."

A shadow ran past the curtain at the back of the room and she slowly inched her way towards it. After mustering up enough courage, Delaney opened the curtain and furrowed her eyebrows when she saw no one behind it. "Okay, seriously? Can you guys just come out and tell me what's going on?" She turned around and came face to face with a crazed looking doctor.

"Don't be afraid," the doctor said and placed his hands on either side of Delaney's face, electricity coming out of his thumbs and electrocuting Delaney's face. "I'm going to make you all better."

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"Della? You down here?" Dean called as he rushed around the basement with Sam trying to find Delaney.

Delaney stood in the middle of the room and smiled slightly when the two boys got scared at her sudden appearance.

"Delaney Elizabeth Winchester, answer me when I call for you," Dean snapped, clearly agitated Delaney didn't answer any of his or Sam's calls.

Delaney rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest. "I'm fine in case either of you were wondering."

"You know that wasn't me who called you, right?" Dean asked.

"Uh, yeah. I think something lured me down here. It knew I would come after you guys if I thought you were in trouble," Delaney answered with a shrug.

Dean scoffed and lowered his salt gun. "Yeah and I know who it was - Dr. Ellicott. That's what the spirits have been trying to tell us. You haven't seen him, have you?"

"No. How do you know it was him exactly?"

"Sammy and I found his logbook, Della," Dean explained and shuddered visibly. "Apparently, he was experimenting on his patients. Awful stuff. Makes lobotomies look like a couple of aspirin."

Delaney processed Dean's words for a second and tilted her head slightly. "Yeah, but it was the patients who rioted."

Sam nodded in response. "Yeah, Delly, they were rioting against Dr. Ellicott."

"Dr. FeelGood was working on some sort of extreme-rage therapy. He thought if he could get his patients to vent their anger, then they'd be cured of it. Instead, it only made them worse and worse, and angrier and angrier. So, I'm thinking, what if his spirit is doing the same thing," Dean added. "To the cop, to the kids in the 70's - making them so angry they become homicidal. We got to find his bones and torch them."

"How? The police never found his body," Delaney reminded Dean.

"The logbook said he had some hidden procedure room down here where he'd work on his patients. So, if I was a patient, I'd drag his ass down here and do a little work myself."

Delaney stayed rooted in place, even as her brothers walked further down the hall from her. "I don't know, guys. It sounds kind of -- "

"Crazy? Yeah, exactly," Sam agreed and motioned for Delaney to follow him and Dean at the room at the end of the hall.

Delaney huffed and followed after her brothers. Why couldn't they just accept the fact she already looked around in here? There was nothing. "Guys, I told you I looked everywhere down here. I didn't find any hidden rooms."

Dean gave Delaney a look. "Well, that's why it's called a hidden room, Delaney." He froze for a second and looked between his two siblings. "You guys hear that?"

Delaney raised an eyebrow as her two brothers seemed to listen for something that wasn't even there. "Hear what exactly? All I hear is you."

Dean moved closer to where he heard the whispers come from and shined his light on the crack between the wall and floor. "There's a door here."

"Dean," Delaney growled which immediately got not only Dean's attention but also Sam's. Blood dripped out of her nose and she quickly wiped it, but both of her brothers still noticed it. She noticed them both visibly tense but ignored it. "Step away from the door."

Dean slowly rose to his feet and he noticed Delaney had the salt gun pointed at him and Sam. He warily looked over at Sam who seemed to be having the same thought process as him. "Baby girl, put the gun down."

Delaney scoffed and didn't move an inch. "Is that an order?"

Dean chuckled nervously. "Um, it's more of a friendly request?"

Delaney raised the gun higher and both of her brother's froze in their place. "Good because I am getting really tired of taking your orders."

Dean shook his head. "I knew it. Ellicott did something to you while you were down here, didn't he?"

"For once in your life, Dean, just shut your mouth," Delaney ordered, ignoring the blood that started to drip out of her nose again.

"What are you going to do, Delly? Shoot Dean and me? It won't kill us because it's only filled with rock salt," Sam reminded Delaney... or not Delaney. Sam wasn't really sure what was happening right now. Was she possessed? Or did Ellicott actually do something to her?

Delaney's face turned dark and she shot both of her brothers anyway. They both flew threw the secret door behind them and flew into the room. "No, but it'll hurt like hell." She slowly walked over to her brothers who were gasping for air and stood above them with a glare on her face.

"Della, we need to burn Ellicott's bones, and all this will be over. You'll be back to normal," Dean grunted as he laid on the ground.

"I am normal, Dean. I'm just finally telling the truth for the first time," Delaney countered. "I mean, why are we even here? 'Cause the both of you are following Dad's orders like good little soldiers? I always knew Dean was wrapped around Dad's little finger, but I always thought you were a little more rebellious, Sammy. I guess I was wrong. Dean, you always do what Dad says without even questioning him. Are you that desperate for his approval?"

Dean sighed and shook his head. "This isn't you talking, Delaney."

Delaney laughed humorlessly. "You see that's your problem, Dean. You don't have a mind of your own. Neither do you, Sam. I'm not pathetic."

"What are you going to do then, Delaney?" Dean challenged and propped himself up on his elbows. "You gonna kill your older brothers?"

Delaney pushed Dean back down to the floor with her foot. "I am sick of doing what you tell me do. We are no closer to finding Dad today than we were six months ago."

Dean reached into the waistband of his jeans and pulled out a gun. "Well, let me make it easier for you. Come on, Della. Take it. Real bullets will work a lot better than rock salt."

Delaney stared at the gun for a second before she grabbed it out of Dean's hands. She tossed her salt gun to the ground and pointed the gun at Dean first. She had a look pure hatred on her face.

"You hate Sammy and I that much, Della?" Dean asked, sadness evident in his tone. "You think you can kill your own brothers? The ones who raised you when Dad wasn't? The ones who always protected you no matter what? The ones who love you? Then go ahead. Pull the trigger."

Delaney pulled the trigger but the gun only clicked. She tried it again, but only got the same result.

"God, please don't hate me when you wake up," Dean muttered to himself when he grabbed the gun and hit Delaney in the side of the head with it rendering her unconscious.

Both Dean and Sam shakily got to their feet and looked down at their sister on the floor. "You seriously thought I would hand you a loaded pistol?"

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Delaney groaned and held her head as she looked around the room. Dean and Sam sat on the floor near her and Dr. Ellicott's body burned in a cupboard in the corner of the room.

"You not going to kill us are you?" Dean questioned when he noticed Delaney was awake.

Delaney furrowed her eyebrows at Dean. Kill them? What did he mean by that? "Um... no?"

"Good because that would be awkward."

After the three siblings had the energy to get back up, they made their way back to Gavin and Kat. They lead them outside the asylum and assured them that everything was over now. They both would be okay and can just go on with their lives as normal. Well, as much as normal as they can be after that experience.

Delaney watched as the couple got in their car and drove away. She awkwardly glanced at her brothers, everything that happened while Dr. Ellicott had worked his powers on her had rushed to the front of her mind. She had no idea why she had said any of the things she did. Part of her wondered if she actually meant any of it. Sure, she hated how Dean ordered her around and how Sam was slowly succumbing to their dad's orders like Dean was. She didn't want to kill them over that though or hated them because of it. It was just the way things were and Delaney had accepted that already.

"Sammy, Dean? I'm sorry. I said some really awful things back in there," Delaney whispered and leaned against the Impala. "I don't even know why I said it. I was just suddenly angry."

"You remember all that?" Dean seemed shocked by that.

"It's like I couldn't control it, but I didn't mean any of it. I promise."

Sam smiled and hugged her into his side mumbling to her that it was okay. Delaney looked over to Dean, but he wasn't buying it. He seemed upset with her still over what happened, which she couldn't blame him for either. Whatever she had said was awful and Delaney was positive that he felt Delaney believed at least some of the things she had said. Plus, your sibling holding up a gun to your chest wasn't exactly the sight she'd ever want to see either.

"Dee? Do I need to talk about this with you?"

Dean just shook his head and walked around to the driver's side of the Impala. "No, I'm not in the sharing and caring king of mood right now, Delaney. I just want to get some sleep."

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The next morning, Dean's cell phone started to ring on the side table between the two beds in the motel room. Groaning, Delaney shook him slightly but he didn't even so much as budge at the motion. She whined and reached to grab the phone, placing it to her ear.

"Hello?" 

Delaney's eyes widened and she shot up in bed which still oddly did not even stir Dean. "Dad?"

authors note

NOT YET EDITED!

hey hi hello.

welcome to chapter 24 of wow the winchester's life just hit another hill on the rollercoaster that is their life. delaney got messed up by dr. ellicott and vented some stuff on dean AND sam. dean was none too please about it of course. their dad finally called them back. things will only get crazy from here.

there are only 12 episodes left of this season and then we hit right into season 2 and book 2. it's going to be fun and i am so excited to get deeper into this season and next season. the first three seasons have always been my favorite ones so you can imagine how much i love writing them all out and adding in delaney.

ANYWAYS, I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED. DON'T FORGET TO VOTE AND COMMENT YOUR THOUGHTS!

EDITED ON: FEBRUARY 1ST, 2020

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