This is my second installment to The Rouge Chronicles, and definitely not the last. I Hope you all enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it. Please Review and give feedback! it would be greatly appreciated! Greatly... Oh, and to clear up somethings... Cat is not me. she's my character, but Cat is not my name. anyway, love it or don't! i hope you do!

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Nightmare on Memory Lane

-I-

We were driving to the graveyard to finish off a vengeful spirit, that we'd been hunting for a week. You'd be surprised at how strong a spirit really is. Especially when you've been thrown around the room by one.

I was in the back looking out the window when sam saw me.

"You don't have to come if you don't want to. I know this graveyard brings back bad memories."

I glanced back at sam and shook my head, "Oh no, I'll be fine."

"I know it doesn't help that it's dark out but if we don't do this now, more people are gonna get hurt." said dean.

"I'm fine. It's been four months since then. I can handle it, really."

It grew silent for a while. Then Dean looked back at me from the rear view, "So, how are you doing with the mind freak thing?"

I gave him a look and Sam looked at him, "Dean-"

"Okay. Sorry, bad choice of words. Just trying to strike up some conversation."

I nodded and then sighed, looking back out my window.

Dean looked back at me, "You gonna answer my question or not?"

I shook my head, "I'm fine, I guess. I sort of have it under control."

" Just, sort of?"

"I'd take it as a hint to not piss her off. You remember what happened to that guy's car?" asked sam.

Dean glanced back and then at the road and nodded, "Good point."

"School starts again next month."

Sam looked back at me, "You wanna go back?"

I thought about it and then shook my head.

"No. I'm afraid of what might happen if I don't have my psychic thing under control. I mean, what if I accidentally make Penny's head explode?"

"Like that guy's car?"

I nodded and dean shrugged, "Hey, even if she does explode, it won't be your fault. If she was smart, she'd know by now not to mess with you. You'd think the ass-kicking of the century would've changed her mind."

I smirked and Sam nodded, "I think you're right. It was a close call last time. If we wouldn't of gotten there when we did, Penny could've told everyone."

Dean scoffed, "Like anyone's gonna believe cat trashed the bathroom with her mind. She'd be in the nuthouse quicker than Gary Busey."

I leaned on the seat upfront and looked at them, "You know I still probably have the bounty looming over me. And I think it's kinda fishy that the Cunninghams just up and disappeared like that."

Dean stopped, "Oh yeah, I almost forgot about them. Your guardians, or whatever."

Sam was lost in thought before he snapped back to reality, "Wait a minute."

"What?"

Sam opened the glove compartment and searched around for something to no avail. He stopped and shut it, looking back at dean, "Do we still have those charms from that one hunt?"

He shook his head, "No, remember they got lost when we jumped in the lake?"

"Oh yeah. Looks like we'll have to swing by Bobby's afterwards."

Dean stopped and pulled up to the graveyard gates.

"Looks like we go from here."

Dean got out of the car and I looked back at Sam, "What does that mean?"

"Well, since we obviously can't take the car much father. We walk from here."

I stopped and sighed, "Figures…"

Me and sam got out and found Dean looking in the trunk.

"Hey sam, where'd we put those shovels?"

"They should be in the trunk. Where they always are."

Dean stood back up and looked down, "Well, they're not now."

He let out a heated breath and shut the trunk, "How we supposed to dig a hole with no frickin shovels?"

I stopped and looked at them both, "Does that mean we have to dig with our hands?"

sam sighed and went back to the trunk, opening it back up, "Dean, I'm sure you're just not looking hard enough."

"What do you mean I'm not looking hard-"

Just then sam pulled out the shovels from the trunk. He handed them to dean and gave him a look, "You're a little off your game, old man."

Dean snatched one from Sam's hands," Thirty. I'm Thirty."

Sam smiled and I laid my head on the car, "Why do I feel like I've been dead for a long time?"

Dean grabbed a bag and shut the trunk, "Because you were."

I gave him a look and Dean went back to the fence. I stopped sam and looked at him, "So, you're not 23 anymore?"

He looked at me and said, "26. Just had a birthday."

I sighed and shook my head, "Damn, you miss a lot when you die."

Dean threw the bag over the fence and then the shovels.

I looked at him, "You're not about to do what I think you're gonna do, are you?"

He looked back at me, "How else to you expect us to get in? it's a private graveyard."

He went back to the fence and then hopped up on it, climbing over and jumping down. He looked back at me, now short of breath and faked a smile.

"See? It's easy."

I gave him a look, cocking an eyebrow, "Right. And you, want me to do the same thing?"

"Cat, what happened to the girl I saw in that house who kicked that demon's ass. And I heard about all your other hunts. and juggling school with a bully. Hopping a fence should be nothing."

I shook my head, "I'll stay here with the car. You guys go and hurry off."

Dean looked at me, "You don't wanna witness your first official bone burning?"

I looked at him, "It wouldn't be the first. I did hunt on my own for a while, remember?"

He stopped and then looked back, "Oh yeah. Okay. Make sure my baby's okay, alright?"

I smiled and then nodded, "Okay."

Sam looked back at me and smiled, "Be safe."

He winked at me and then I smiled.

"Bye."

-II-

I sat on the hood of the car and waited. I sighed and checked my watch, "Oh, come on. How long does it take to dig up a body and… burn it."

I sighed, realizing the stupidity in my statement and laid back on the hood. Just then I heard something snap in the woods. I stopped and then sat back up and looked back. I looked into the wood.

"Hello?"

I looked back and heard something move in the woods. I looked back and got off the car, walking across the deserted road to the woods,

"Is anyone there?"

I stopped and looked back at the graveyard, sighing,

"They won't be here for a while."

I looked back into the woods and then started walking into the woods. I got past the first wave of thick bushes and looked around in the darkness.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

I walked deeper into the woods and looked around. I could've sworn something was here. I was walking through the clearing when I heard low growling behind me. I stopped and heard the low growl, feeling dread wash over my body. Slowly, I started turning around, seeing a rabid wolf, foaming at the mouth with it's teeth baring.

I stopped and started backing away, "Nice doggy… Good doggy, good boy."

I stepped on a branch and it snapped. The wolf growled and then jumped at me and I turned and started running away as fast I could. I looked back and saw the wolf gaining on me. I looked forward and saw a figure appear and then vanish. I was distracted for a minute when I heard the wolf growl again. I looked back at the wolf and tripped and fell, rolling into a ditch. I tried getting up and felt a sharp pain in my ankle.

I saw the wolf coming at me full speed from he top of the hill. I backed away and tried getting to my feet. My ankle stabbed with pain and I stopped and fell again, fumbling to stay on my feet. I looked back and then saw the wolf come at me. It jumped on top of me, clawing at my chest and ripping a large part. I screamed and tried pushing it off me. I struggled and then the wolf bit my hand. I yelled and felt blood run down my face. The wolf scratched my face and I shut my eyes as the wolf tore at me with it's claws. Tears rolled down my cheeks then I felt someone shaking me.

"Cat, it's okay. It's me." said Sam.

I opened my eyes and saw Sam over me.

"What the hell happened to you?" said Dean.

I sat up and looked up at him, "What?"

"Who did this to you?" asked Sam.

I stammered, "You- you didn't see? the wolf. It- it attacked me."

Dean looked at me, "What wolf? There was no wolf. We heard you scream and we came after you. When we found you, you were on the ground completely passed out with all these scratches on you."

I looked at them and shook my head, "No. No, I was attacked. I know I was. I was walking when out of nowhere I saw a wolf. Then it started chasing me and it attacked me. Look, it bit me. Right here, on my hand."

I showed them my hand and Dean got down and looked at it, "What the…"

"But there aren't any wolves around here for miles." said sam.

I looked at them, "You don't believe me?"

"We didn't see any wolves anywhere, cat." said dean.

I looked back at sam, "You believe me, right?"

He looked at me and then nodded, "Of course. Just, right now, we have to get back to the car. Can you walk?"

I shook my head, "I fell. I think I twisted my ankle."

He nodded and then started helping me up. Dean got out his flashlight and looked around with it on, "I don't see anything around here."

Sam picked me up in his arms and looked back at dean,

"Let's get to bobby's."