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Here it is, the first chapter of part II... Let's see where this wild plot bunny takes us...

The fight is there for a reason. Trust me.

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"I don't see why we have to go and follow her like this Sam!" Dean was driving madly down the highway towards a place he never wanted to see again.

"Because she's a part of this Dean. I don't know about you, but I want answers about this."

"Of course I want answers Sammy. But it's her funeral. You shouldn't have said where they're keeping Darren. It's not our fault she went on this suicide mission."

Sam sighed in frustration. "You're the one that said we'd help her find Darren."

"Yeah, well I also said she can't come with us when we do."

"Exactly, it's too dangerous for her to go without backup at the very least."

"She ignored the 'one of you will die' part."

"If you don't care, then why are you driving to help her out?"

Dean suddenly braked. "Because I want answers too Sam!" Dean put the car in park. "And because it's what you want, 'the right thing to do'. We can find other sources Sam."

"Dean." Sam paused. "She's in trouble. And if we don't come for her, no one will."

"...I've had it up to here between you and her! She's cocky, foul mouthed, wreckless, she's-"

"You."

"Fine. I'm gonna go do some research about that demon army."

"Dean..."

"Either come with me or get out of the car, your choice. Call me when you find one of them dead. She drove up there, hot wire her car and meet me at Bobby's."

Sam openned the door. "Give me the keys to the trunk Dean."

Dean lost it and chucked the keys at Sam hitting him in the face. "You always leave. Always some little quest. Go." Dean's voice was calm but laced with anger and sadness.

"Dean..."

"Just go Sam."

Sam grabbed his bags, closed the trunk, and started making his way to Cold Oak. 25 miles. Dean's car door openned and out of anger he aimed to strike a cord with Sam.

"Tell me if you magically find a way to save me from the pit then." The door closed and Sam heard Dean out of the window. "Catch ya on the flip side Sammy." And he was gone.

KARMATIME

Cold Oak. Well, they got the cold part right. Karma was thinking to herself. She'd been wandering and searching for Darren for a few hours now. No sign. No messages in her head. Nothing.

Suddenly there was movement from inside one of the buildings. "Darren?" It was almost inaudible. "Darren, is that you?" A shadow lurked inside the abandoned building. Some one or something was definitely there.

She followed it carefully. Whatever it was, it wasn't Darren.

It came out of nowhere. She thought she was stalking it, but it was stalking her. She was down on the ground in seconds. Black eyes stared at her. "You're coming with me."

She sprang up and searched for something to use as protection. What the hell does it want with me? Why doesn't it just kill me? It could have by now.

It advanced on her slowly. "You see, I know what you are. I know what you're looking for too and I can tell you, Darren isn't here. We don't make the same mistakes twice sweet heart."

Karma remembered the few things she packed in the event of a demon visiting. Salt for starters. And then her brilliant idea that she came up with after seeing the shot guns loaded with rock salt. So simple. Instead of a flask, a cheap water gun to hold holy water.

Karma fired and the demon hissed in pain. This was the distraction she needed for cover. Not ideal, but she managed to run into a small room and quickly line the door.

"I will exorcize your ass if you EVER call me 'sweet heart' again."

"We'll just see about that. Like it or not, I'll find a way in. And when I do, you're coming with me."

"Scratch that, I was gonna exorcize you anyhow. I'm not the negotiation type at the moment."

"One thing though, you neglected to notice the lovely window in your room." It smiled and black smoke traveled around to get in from the outside.

Shit. She ran and tried to lay salt but it was too late the demon was already in and instantly pinned her to the wall.

"Go to hell! I'm not going anywhere with you!"

"Oh yes you are sweet heart..." It came up and whispered in her ear. "Because I'm taking you to your dear Darren."

"Demons lie. You're lying."

"Oh, and humans always tell the truth."

"Yeah, well... CHRISTO."

It wasn't prepared and suddenly dropped her. She kept on repeating it until her mouth was dry and she started to stutter.

"Out of words? I'm not allowed to kill you... but I can still take in damaged goods." The demon threw her out of the window sending her crashing to the ground stunned.

She heard latin start to come out of nowhere and the demon stopped in its tracks. Karma didn't care what it was. She just knew she had to get the hell out of dodge and ran for all that is precious and holy.

CHECKONSAM

Sam arrived in time to hear shouting and ran towards it.

There she was. Staring down black eyes and puting on a brave face right before the glass shattered as she went through the window landing on her back. She was barely moving and didn't have much time. Sam started reciting as much of an exorcism that he could remember. It screamed and Karma was suddenly up and running in the other direction. Great. Let's hope it runs off or I can remember the whole thing.

Lucky Sam. Black smoke left and was sent up into the air before it was over. No host. Corporeal demons now. Just lovely. Sam remembered vaguely which direction she ran and hoped he could catch her.

"Karma!" Sam went in search of her. "Karma! It's ok, It's Sam. If you can hear me come out." Sam ran further.

KARMACANTGETTOTHECARONTHEOTHERSIDEOFTOWN

She hid behind another building. No way was she risking being caught by demons anytime soon. She heard a faint voice and it was getting closer. "...Karma...come out..." Was all that she could make out for a while until it got closer and she prepared for another attack.

"...Karma! Damn it! Don't make me..." It was still faint... That is until she listened harder. "I swear I'll call you by your real name until you come out."

What the hell is this?

"Fine. Julia Faller! Julia-"

She reckognized it. Shit Sam.

"I'm here! I swear I'll go all psycic on your ass if you call me that one more time SAMMY."

"No you won't."

"Yeah well, watch your back."

"Sure." Sam paused. "I'm pretty sure it's safe now. Let's get in the car and go."

"First things first."

"Do we really have to go through this?"

"Yes."

"Fine, but don't get squirt gun happy on me...again."

"Quit crying and stand still."

"As you command." Sam held his arms out prepared for a wet shirt. "See?"

"You know the drill."

"Right, silver."

She tossed Sam a silver round.

"Happy?"

"Yeah, let's go."

Sam was getting conserned. It'd been months and she still hadn't quit with the obsesive routine. It was really getting annoying. Good thing Dean didn't come, he would have throttelled her. A little trust would be nice now and again. But all the same they went to the car. Sam was still pissed at Dean and neglected to call. Dean could wait and sweat it out for a few more hours...if he still cared.

"You know what?"

"What Sam?"

"Let's take the scenic route."

"But what about Dean?"

"He's..."

"What? Being a jerk?"

"Hey now... well, yeah actually."

"Uh hu. Let 'im stew for a while."

"Attitude much?"

"Quit being a whiny bitch and drive."

"Fine Ms. PMS"

I know, it's not how I expected it to go either. Dean's gonna have some angst coming so don't worry. I had to give Karma a name to go with bitch and jerk. I'll let you all know again. Karma is almost 19 now and TOO YOUNG to be a romantic interest for the boys. I'm trying not to make her into another Jo. Tell me if she starts to go that way.

Tell me what you think. You'll probably see it. By the way, I lost spell check so all errors are mine. Please forgive.