Title: Calls Me Home
Summary: A journey through seven seasons of Supernatural through the eyes of two Winchesters and a Singer.
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Ruby Singer, Bobby Singer, John Winchester, and a whole ton of others.
Disclaimer: Everything you see here belongs to Eric Kripke and Co. The title belongs to the song "Calls Me Home" by Shannon LaBrie.
Author's Note: I would just like to say that the timeline is so screwed up at some points. It's almost mind boggling. Also I skipped Bugs. I've also taken previous reviews to heart and here on out am trying to flesh this story out more instead of it reading out word for word like the episodes. This one was kind of hard, but I'm figuring it out.
The next day was spent tracking down leads on John's whereabouts. Nothing was panning out. That was when Dean brought up the coordinates which only seemed to annoy Sam. He didn't want to do another hunt. He wanted to find their father and finally get some answers.
"Rockville, Illinois. That's where the coordinates point to." Dean announced looking up from the laptop.
Ruby looked through the pile of small town papers that they had collected and grabbed the one from Rockford. "The only thing of note that could possibly be related is this article here. Officer Walter Kelly returned home after his late shift and shot his wife killing her then turned the gun on himself."
"What does that have to do with us?" Sam looked confused.
The blonde sighed. "Toward the end of his shift, Officer Kelly and his partner Officer Gunderson had to chase down a group of kids who broke into the abandoned Roosevelt Asylum."
"Wait, Dad earmarked that asylum in his journal. Here! Seven unconfirmed sightings. Two deaths. Until now, at least." He pointed out earning a huff from Sam.
Ruby looked at the younger Winchester sympathetically. "Maybe John will be there. Maybe he won't. It's our only lead right now though."
It was obvious that Sam disagreed, but he also knew that she was right as far as it being their only lead to find John.
Once in Rockford, they all agreed that the best course of action would be to try getting information from Officer Kelly's partner. It didn't take too long to track the grieving officer down. He was having a beer at the local bar in town. Ruby wasn't too sure that she agreed with the plan, but they really had no other choice. She let her hair down tousling it a bit while watching Dean talk to the officer. Walking toward the bar, she made sure Sam was close by before approaching Dean.
The blonde pouted grasping his arm lightly. "Baby, come on. You promised no work tonight."
"Just two minutes, sweetheart, and then I'm all yours."
She pressed a kiss to his neck and then huffed letting go of his arm. "One minute or you're sleeping on the couch tonight."
Dean smirked at her and turned back to the officer pestering him. Ruby subtly sent Sam the cue and he walked over shoving Dean away. He put on a convincing act telling Dean to leave the officer alone and to have some respect. Dean grabbed Ruby's hand leaving the bar quickly. He let go once they were back near the Impala and chuckled softly.
"Nice act in there. Neck kiss was a good touch." He smirked at her.
She rolled her eyes at him leaning back against the car. "Shut up. I had to sell it."
"Alright, I got the information we needed. Officer Kelly was a good cop. He was even-keeled, head of his class, had a bright future ahead of him." Sam informed them approaching the car.
"Could you have shoved me any harder? How was his home life?" Dean glanced over at him.
"Had to make it look believable, didn't I? Uh, he and his wife had a few fights. It was mostly smooth sailing for them. They had even discussed having kids." He shrugged his shoulders.
Ruby took in all of this information and shook her head. "Alright, so what are we missing? Did he have a hidden crazy side that his partner didn't know about? Or did something else push him?"
"Near the end of their shift, the cops got a call of a break in at the Roosevelt Asylum. Found a group of teens. They chased them into the south wing." Sam filled in the blanks for them.
"Wait, south wing?" Dean flipped through John's journal again and pointed at a page. "1972. Says three kids broke into the south wing, but only one survived. Kid said one of his friends went nuts and started lighting up the place."
She smirked softly moving to get into the Impala. "Then what are we waiting for? Clearly the south wing is where we need to start."
Ruby looked around as they stood in the main area of the abandoned asylum. "Wait, if kids have been sneaking in here for decades now, why haven't there been more deaths reported?"
"Looks like the door to the South wing was chained. Could have been chained up for years." Sam gestured to the broken chain near the door.
"To keep people out or to keep something in?" The three of them looked at each other before Sam pushed the door open.
Being inside of the asylum gave her the chills. Luckily it wasn't the time of day for the spirits to come out so it was easier for them to look around. Of course it didn't take long for the brothers to start arguing and she sighed inwardly cursing John Winchester in her mind. They really needed to nip this fighting in the bud. If she got killed because they were too busy arguing with each other, she was so going to find a way to kick their asses. Sam gave Dean a frustrated look and the arguing finally stopped.
Looking around, she picked up an old sign and dusted it off. "Sanford Ellicott. We should probably look into him and the history of this place. Especially the south wing."
The boys agreed and the three of them left the asylum shortly afterward. A little research led them to discover that Sanford's son was still in town. Dr James Ellicott was a Clinical Psychiatrist with his own private practice. The boys argued over who would go talk to him which dissolved into a battle of Rock, Paper, Scissors. Ruby rolled her eyes at their antics and sighed.
Two words. That's all it took. Now here she was sitting in the waiting room looking bored out of her mind. The last thing she wanted was to talk about her feelings. After a few more minutes, the door opened and a man called her name. She stood up following him into the office and then sat down on the couch. The blonde wasn't sure what to say or how to start.
She narrowed her eyes studying the nameplate on his desk. "Ellicott? Dr. Ellicott? Wasn't there another one in this town? Sanford or Stanford. Something with an S."
"Sanford. My father was Chief of Staff at the old Roosevelt Asylum. How did you know?" Dr. Ellicott looked over at her in surprise.
The young woman shrugged her shoulders. "Did a paper on asylums back in college. Roosevelt was one of the examples I used. There was that incident in the South Wing back in the day, right?"
"Miss Singer, we're here on your dime. We're supposed to be talking about you. So how are things? What have you been doing?"
Ruby resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "I'm doing okay. Been on a cross country road trip with my two friends. They're brothers. The younger one tragically lost his girlfriend not too long ago so we're trying to cheer him up. So what was it that happened at the asylum again?"
"If you used it in your paper then you know about the Roosevelt Riot. Look, I'll make you a deal. Tell me something honest about yourself and I'll tell you all about the riot." Dr. Ellicott offered.
She sat up a little straighter. "Alright. What do you want to know?"
"These friends you're traveling with, the brothers, how do you feel about them?"
Ruby relaxed a bit at that. "We've known each other since we were kids. Sam is like the little brother I never had. Dean is Dean. I'd do anything for either of them."
"And how do you feel about Dean?"
A while later, the blonde walked out of the office of Dr Ellicott and nearly jumped out of her skin when Dean spoke up alerting her to the fact that they were waiting for her right outside.
"What took you so long? You were in there forever." Dean sighed in relief as they walked away from the building.
Ruby gave him a look and then scoffed. "It took a bit just to get the information out of him."
"So what did you find out?" Sam asked her curiously.
The blonde relaxed moving to lean against the Impala. "The south wing was where they housed the really hard cases. The psychotics, the criminally insane. Well one night in 64, They attacked the staff and each other."
"So the patients took over the asylum?" Dean raised his eyebrows.
"Apparently. Any deaths?" Sam shrugged and looked at Ruby.
She nodded her head. "Yeah, some patients and some staff. Um, some of the bodies were never recovered including the Chief of Staff, Dr. Ellicott. The cops searched the entire grounds, but the patients must have stuffed the bodies somewhere hidden. Long story short, They transferred the remaining patients and shut the hospital down."
"So a bunch of violent deaths and a lot of unrecovered bodies. Lots of angry spirits as well. Good times. Let's go back to the hospital tonight." The older Winchester got into the car.
Pushing open the door at the entrance of the asylum, the three hunters walked in. Sam held the video camera while Ruby had the flashlight and Dean had the EMF meter. It was going crazy with readings and multiple orbs appeared on the camera screen. They separated a bit though they didn't venture too far away from each other. Sam turns and sees an old woman through the lens of the video camera. She had white hair and a bloody eye hanging out. He screamed for Dean who came running into the room followed by Ruby. He yelled at Sam to get down and pulled out the shotgun shooting at the spirit who disintegrated.
"That was weird." Sam gasped looking around confused as he got back to his feet.
"You're telling me." Dean chuckled slightly as he walked out of the room.
Ruby shook her head. "No, he has a point. She didn't attack him. It's weird."
"She didn't attack me. She just stood there staring at me. So if they don't want to attack, what do they want?" Sam asked with a look of confusion.
Before they could theorize any further, a scraping noise was heard. Ruby held the flashlight up following Dean into one of the rooms with Sam following behind them. There was a bed on its side with an old tattered sheet on it. The bed was propped up on its side and they could just make out the top of a head with blonde hair. They braced themselves as Sam moved the bed a bit. The person spun around to reveal that it was a young girl, college age at most, who looked absolutely terrified. Dean lowered his gun sighing in relief.
"It's okay. We're not going to hurt you. I'm Sam. This is my brother Dean and our friend Ruby. What's your name?" The taller Winchester spoke softly so as to not spook the girl any further.
"Katherine. Kat. You can call me Kat."
Ruby helped the girl up. "What are you doing here, Kat?"
"My boyfriend, Gavin. He, um, thought it would be fun to try and see some ghosts. I thought it was all pretend and bullshit made up just to scare people. I..I've seen things and then Gavin screamed. And.." She trailed off trembling a bit.
"Kat, Ruby here is going to get you out of here while my brother and I find your boyfriend." Dean assured her.
"No! You're crazy if you think I'm leaving without him. I won't leave without Gavin."
She gave the boys a look before taking Kat's hand. "Alright, then let's go find Gavin."
The group split up with Sam going off on his own while the girls stayed with Dean. It was Sam that discovered Gavin laid out on the ground though he was relieved to see that the young man was just knocked out. He got him to wake up and discovered that the spirits had acted the same way toward him as well which also struck Sam as weird. As they walked in the direction that the others had gone, Dean was not too far away walking with the girls looking around. The flashlight Ruby was holding began to flicker.
She smacked it and groaned when it shut off completely. "Neither of you guys thought to put fresh batteries in or bring extra?"
"It's alright. No need to panic. I have a lighter." He pulled out the lighter flicking it on.
"Ow! Dean, you don't need to grab me so hard."
Ruby felt the hand grasp her arm tightly and winced. "Yeah ow. What gives?"
"I'm not holding either of you." His voice gave away his confusion.
Realizing what was happening, she pushed Kat toward Dean. The blonde hunter was pulled into a room. The metal door slamming shut in her face. The hand that grabbed her was gone which made her feel relieved. She banged on the door begging them to let her out. On the other side, Dean was hitting the door with everything he could find trying to pry it open. She heard the sound of heavy breathing behind her and turned around only to see no one there. It was confusing and she turned back toward the door letting them know that at least one of the spirits was in there with her. That just made Dean work harder. Her blue eyes widened as she turned around only to see the spirit of a man standing there. He was taller than her, heavyset, with long black oily hair. His face was a bloody mess. She screamed and backed up to the door only to back up into the spirit. She turned around screaming again. Sam ran up to them with Gavin in tow. Kat ran into Gavin's arms.
"What's going on?" Sam looked at Dean in concern.
"Ruby's trapped in there with one of the ghosts." He explained still trying to open the door.
The blonde in question could hear them while she kept her eye on the ghost. "If you guys don't get me out of here, so help me I will haunt both of you."
"Ruby, it's alright. Relax, it won't hurt you. Trust me. You need to calm down and face it." Sam spoke to her reassuringly.
Ruby hit the door and huffed. "You face it."
"They're not trying to hurt us. These spirits are trying to tell us something. We just need to listen." He continued.
She calmed herself down staring at the spirit. "You're giving me the puppy dog eyes. I can feel it. Damn it. Alright."
The ghost leaned down whispering into her ear for a moment and then it disappeared. She shuddered and then turned around. Taking a deep breath, Ruby grasped the handle of the door and the lock clicked. She pushed it open coming face to face with Dean. He took her into his arms checking her over before hugging her tightly pressing a kiss to her head. Sam went into the room checking it over before walking back out shaking his head.
She pulled back to look at them. "137. That's what he whispered to me."
"Room number." The Winchesters said simultaneously.
"Alright, you guys get them out of here. I'll track down the room." Dean instructed.
Instead of arguing, they went their separate ways. Sam led them back to the entrance stopping when his phone rang. Ruby raised her eyebrow as he talked to Dean who apparently wanted Sam to meet up with him in the basement. She just nodded assuring him that she could get the young couple out of the there safely. The blonde walked out of the building with the couple escorting them back to their car. Once they were gone, she walked over to the Impala changing the batteries in the flashlight. She then ventured back into the building looking around for the basement. The blonde nearly screamed when she walked around a corner just to run into Dean.
"Hey, it's alright. It's just me. Where's Sam?" He grasped her shoulders gently steadying her.
Ruby looked at him in confusion. "He's supposed to be with you in the basement. You called and told him to meet you there."
"I never called him. The basement huh? Alright, let's go check it out."
She was a bit apprehensive, but nothing was going to stop her from making sure that Sam was okay. The basement felt even creepier than the rest of the asylum. Looking around, she turned only to jump a bit when Sam appeared behind them. She sighed in relief. He admitted that he thought something lured him down there and Dean revealed that there was a hidden room in the basement that he had discovered after reading a log book in room 137. Dr Sanford Ellicott, Chief of Staff, had been doing experiments on his more hostile patients. Fed up, the patients had rioted against him. So it was safe to assume that it was the doctor's spirit that had drove the kid in 72 and Officer Kelly mad. It was Dean that found the door to the hidden room though he and Ruby were both shocked when Sam told him to get away from the door. Her eyes widened seeing Sam point the shotgun at Dean.
The blonde tried to stay calm. "Sam, this isn't you, okay? Dr Ellicott messed with your mind. This is your anger talking. You don't really want to hurt Dean."
"Gun's filled with rock salt. What are you going to do, Sam? It won't kill me." He looked at him in disbelief.
"No, but it will hurt like hell." The gun went off shooting Dean in the chest.
Ruby gasped watching Dean fly backward into the door breaking it. He was laid out on the ground and she didn't know what to do. Then he came to gasping for air. Everything seemed to happen so fast. Another one of their arguments. Then Dean handed him his actual gun and Ruby froze as Sam pointed the gun at his brother's face. He pulled the trigger three times, but nothing happened. Before she could say or do anything, Dean hit Sam with a right cross knocking him to the ground.
"You really think I'm stupid enough to just hand over a loaded pistol to you right now?"
Sam stared up at him and Dean hit him again this time knocking him out for a bit. She shook her head feeling conflicted. Not hesitating, Dean began to search the room. He opened a cupboard only to find a mummified corpse. He and Ruby both gagged at the atrocious smell. She handed him the salt keeping an eye on their surroundings. Once he salted the body, she handed him the kerosene which he then applied to the body. Her eyes widened at the sight of the gurney flying toward them.
She dove out of the way. "Dean, watch out!"
It hit him anyway and he found himself pinned.
"Don't be afraid. I'm going to help make you all better." Dr Ellicott grabbed Dean's face and his hands began to glow.
Ruby quickly made her way over to Dean's bag searching through it frantically. Finding his lighter, she flicked it on and tossed it onto the body watching as it lit up in flames. The spirit let go of Dean and he moved out of the way. The spirit was then gone and Sam woke up. She moved to his side checking on him. He flexed his jaw rubbing at it.
"You're not going to try to kill me again, are you?" Dean looked down at him.
"No." Sam assured him and then was helped up by his brother.
She shook her head relieved that this job was over and that they were okay. Ruby hugged Sam tightly telling him to never scare her like that ever again. Dean grabbed his bag leading the way out of the asylum. The blonde had never been so grateful to get back into the Impala with the boys. It was daybreak by the time they left and they ultimately decided to just leave town. Ruby wanted nothing more than to put as much distance between the asylum and them as possible.
Ruby groaned hearing the phone ring and nudged Dean realizing it was his that was ringing. "Dean. Dean, your phone."
He didn't wake up and she sighed grabbing the phone. Looking at the number, she sat up flipping the phone open and answered it. The voice on the phone was the one she had least expected to hear. Letting the boys sleep, the blonde slipped out of the motel room shutting the door behind her. She knew it was important for them to talk to him, but she didn't want to wake them just yet.
"Look, just take down these names." John Winchester sighed adjusting his phone.
The blonde rolled her eyes at that. "We'll get to that, but first I have some things that you need to hear. You're tearing these boys apart and you don't even realize it. As much as I hate to admit it, they need you, John. All Sam wants is to find you and get answers because he lost the woman he loves just like you did. Dean just follows you blindly and obediently like always. They're at each other's throats and I honestly don't know how much more fighting either of them can take."
"I know. I'm sorry. I'm tracking the thing that killed Mary and Jessica. The boys are safer away from me for now."
Ruby sighed. "Now that I can agree with, but still. We had a case in Lawrence recently. Dean even called him. You didn't even bother calling him back. That's the least you could have done."
"It's complicated. You wouldn't understand. Now can you please put one of my boys on the phone?" John cleared his throat as he rubbed his forehead.