Disclaimer: I don't own, but I do fantasize, especially about our two favorite brothers shirtless lol.

AN: Okay, I know a lot of you have you have been wanting Dorian back, so I figure now would be a good time with the holiday season and all. Gives the boys a reason to go back and see her. Of course you know I'm not going to make it easy on them. Anyways, here's the first chapter. Read and enjoy, and please review and let me know what you think so far.

Chapter 1

Dorian took a swig of her beer and looked out past the porch. The whole neighborhood had Christmas lights scattered over their lawns and houses. They reflected off the snow that covered the ground causing the lights to double in brightness.

Every house was gaudily decorated in multicolored stringing lights with a whole scene of Santa, elves, and snowmen. Oh and of course his merry reindeer. Dorian was nauseated by it all. She wasn't one for Christmas.

Laughter and music floated out of the house behind her. Her friend Trevor was throwing a small Christmas party that she supposedly had no choice but to attend. Most everyone was drunk and having a good old time, but when the coast was clear Dorian skipped out on the merriness and came outside to enjoy her beer alone.

"It's a beautiful night isn't it?" A girl with blond hair asked sitting down next to Dorian on the swing. She smiled brightly at Dorian, the lights dancing off her blue eyes.

Well so much for being alone. "Yeah, the stars are really out tonight," Dorian said sarcastically. "Oh wait, that's right you can't see them for all of the commercial decorations around this neighborhood." She shook her head and took another drink of her beer. She was only twenty, and if Missouri knew she was drinking she'd probably kill Dorian, but the way Dorian saw it was she was out on her own and if she was old enough to fight evil things that went bump in the night, she was old enough to drink.

"Come on you can't tell me that all this Christmas spirit isn't great," The girl said, trying to brighten Dorian's mood.

"Sure I can. This Christmas spirit sucks!" The girl gave Dorian a grim look. "Oh come on, Vicky, Christmas is so commercialized now it's ridiculous. It's not about giving or good will or any of that other crap people spew around this time of year. It's about increased store sales and greedy people getting more crap that they don't need."

"I guess Christmas wasn't a big thing where you come from?" Vicky asked tentatively. She didn't know much about where Dorian came from. She usually kept as much about her past to herself as she could.

Dorian rolled her eyes. "We did the Christmas tree, and everything, but where I came from was more religion based. Going to Church on Christmas Eve and Christmas. There were more nativity scenes than Santa Clauses."

Dorian left out that she usually hadn't gotten presents, seeing as how her father believed that those things were blasphemous and it wasn't what Christmas was really all about. According to her father Christmas was a time to praise God and Jesus and do all kinds of good deeds. Her fathers good deed was usually tying up Dorian and praying over her, evicting the evil demons from her soul. Of course Vicky didn't need to know any of that.

"Wow, bummer," Vicky said. She decided it was time to change the subject. "So hey, aren't your friends coming to town soon?"

Dorian nodded. "Yeah they'll be here sometime in the morning."

"Well aren't you excited?"

Dorian smiled and widened her eyes a little for show. "Yeah, I'm excited." She hadn't seen them in almost four months. She had barely talked to them in that time. It wasn't anything they did, but it was hard for her to talk to them knowing she couldn't be with them. Dorian was going crazy in this little town and she fully planned on leaving with Dean and Sam when they hightailed it out of here.

The music died down and suddenly the whole house was quiet. Only a few people had been invited. There were probably only eight people including Dorian and Vicki. The lights flicked off behind them and Dorian looked over her shoulder at the darkened window. "I wonder what that's all about."

Vicky shrugged. "I think they probably pulled out the Ouija Board. I've never played with one. I think they're creepy, but Trevor got one a few days ago and thought it would fun to try tonight."

She said it nonchalantly as though it were nothing, but Dorian's heart sped up just a little. Ouija boards were not harmless little games. She knew that if you played with a Ouija board you could open up a gateway and what came through, was never nice.

"They're playing with a Ouija board?" She asked, just to make sure she'd heard right.

Vicky nodded. "Yeah..." Dorian flew off the bench, her beer shattering at her feet. She slammed her knee into the armrest of the bench, but ignored the throbbing pain as she ran inside. "HEY!" Vicki called chasing after her.

Dorian ran through the front hallway coming to a halt in the doorway to the living room. Trevor and few others were gathered around the coffee table, candles lit, and hands on the indicator that was slowly moving across the board.

Dorian took a step into the room and stopped as a new energy crashed over her. She had hoped that because it was some kids screwing around nothing would pay attention, but apparently she'd been wrong.

The energy crawled along her skin like tiny pin pricks. It wasn't a pleasant sensation and she rubbed her arms trying to wipe the feeling away. It wasn't working, the energy was sticking to her like hitchhikers, prickly and annoying.

"Trevor, you guys stop now!" She cried out, pushing her way past the energy. It was thick, it was getting stronger.

Trevor looked up at her and Dorian gasped taking a step back. Trevor's eyes were no longer their dark shade of brown, but a bright, fiery red color. "Oh my god."

Other people noticed her looks and glanced at Trevor. "What the hell," A guy said, followed by several fearful obscenities from other people. They were standing up and backing away, but Trevor reached out and grabbed a guy by the throat that didn't move away quite fast enough.

In less than a blink of an eye Trevor lifted the other man and threw him across the room. He crashed through the china cabinet and landed on the floor in a bleeding heap. Trevor never once took his eyes off Dorian.

A few people ran over to assist the other man, but Dorian stood her ground. Vicky was behind her and Dorian heard her gasp at the site. "Vicky, listen to me." She said, keeping her gaze on Trevor. "Go get Missouri, now." She glanced over her shoulder and saw the Vicki was still there. "Now!" Vicki jumped and ran out of the house. "Someone grab Donnie and get him to a hospital. The rest of you get out of here now!"

"We can't just leave you!" A woman said, half hiding behind the couch.

"I'll be fine, Andrea! Get out now!"

Trevor smirked at Dorian and then dove for Andrea. Dorian quickly formed an energy ball in her hand and threw it at him. She hadn't made it strong enough to kill him, not that she could have made one that strong if she tried, but it was enough to knock him on his ass.

That was enough motivation for Andrea and everyone else in the house. They all quickly shuffled out of the house.

"And no one call the police!" Dorian yelled.

"What?" Andrea asked, stopping in her tracks.

"Trust me, they can't help. Just get out of here and make sure no one calls the cops."

Andrea looked torn but glancing over at Trevor again she quickly nodded and ran out.

Dorian hoped they listened. The last thing she needed was for the cops to show up during an incident like this. The casualty count would only increase in numbers and Trevor would probably be among the dead.

Once everyone cleared out she threw another energy ball at the already rising Trevor. "You stupid son of a bitch!" She walked over and kicked him in the face.

She couldn't continuously throw energy balls at him because it would weaken her. She had found out she had this ability while working with Missouri. It had actually been what she used against Skinned Tom, only a lot more all at once, which is why she'd been so exhausted afterward.

It still tired her out if she used it in excess, but it was also a damn good defense against someone or something that was attacking her. It was just the more she used them, the more it drained her.

Dorian hoped Missouri got here soon. They were going to have to perform an exorcism and the longer this thing manifested in Trevor, the harder it was going to be to get out. Besides all that she didn't want to be in a house with a possessed person by herself. One on one you generally didn't win.

Trevor growled at her and she readied another energy ball in her hand. "Try it and the next one goes in your face!"

"You wouldn't want to hurt your friend would you?" It asked in a voice that was not Trevor's.

"I'd rather I didn't get hurt, so if it's between..." She didn't finish. Trevor grabbed her by the ankle and jerked her legs out from under her. Dorian fell back, cracking her head on the end of the coffee table, the energy ball disintegrated in her hand as her concentration was lost.

The back of her head stung like hell and before she knew it Trevor was on top of her. He grabbed her arms and pinned them down with enough force that Dorian knew her arms would bruise. Whatever was inside of Trevor was giving him an extra oomph of strength and Dorian didn't even want to know what else it could do.

"What luck," It whispered in her ear. "My first time out after so long and I run into a witch."

"Bully for you," Dorian snapped, and quickly kneed Trevor in the groin. Possessed or not he could still feel pain, especially that kind of pain. He grunted and she rolled him off of her. She scurried across the room, slipping on the rug and falling to her hands and knees.

Dorian couldn't handle that thing while it was in Trevor. There was no way in hell she'd be able to fend it off until Missouri got here. She knew what she could do and if she survived through it, she knew Missouri would kill her, but it would be out of Trevor and she could stop it from hurting other people at least for a while.

Dorian stood up and walked in a circle saying an incantation quietly She stopped before she took the last step to close the circle and looked over at Trevor as he started to rise.

"That circle will keep you safe witch," It seethed. "But there's plenty of others I can have fun with."

Dorian smiled and quickly said the spell. She watched as the thing writhed in Trevor's body, crying out as it tried to hold onto his host, but it was no use. Dorian hated to use this spell, but she chose it because she knew it would work. She knew as soon as Trevor crumpled to the floor that the thing was out of him.

The thing that was in Trevor a moment ago, slammed into her, almost knocking her off her feet. It was a horrible, grotesque feeling as it entered her, giving her the sensation of something crawling under her skin, literally. Dorian held her bearings and quickly took the last step closing the circle and trapping them both inside of it.

The grotesque feeling turned to pain as the thing inside of her became angry at being torn away from it's original host. "Stupid witch!" It whispered in her head and intensified the searing pain.

Dorian cried out and fell over into the middle of the circle. Then the pain was gone, and when Dorian looked up her eyes were red.

Sam jerked awake in the car, heart pounding wildly. He blocked his eyes as some jerk with his high beams on drove past them. That wasn't a normal dream. Dorian was in trouble. If she did what he saw in his dream, she was in serious, serious trouble.

Dean looked over at Sam. His features were frightened. "You okay?"

"How far are we from Lawrence?" Sam asked, returning his brothers gaze.

"We're already here," Dean said. "We'll be at Missouri's in like fifteen minutes." He smiled. Dorian was going to be so surprised. They had finished up their last job sooner than expected and decided to head to Lawrence a day early. Dorian wasn't expecting them until tomorrow morning. They would only be a night early, but Dean was anxious to see her and find out what was going on in her head. Dean glanced over at his brother again and saw the worry in his eyes. "Don't tell me you had another vision thing, cause we're not skipping out on Dorian."

"No, I mean yeah, I did have a dream..." He trailed off. "We uh we need to get to Missouri's now."

"It was about Dorian?" Dean asked. Before Sam even answered Dean knew it was about her. He'd had a bad feeling about leaving Dorian in Lawrence. Sam nodded and Dean pressed down on the gas. "What now?"

Sam gave Dean the condensed version as they raced towards Missouri's house. What should have been a fifteen minute drive only took about five.

Dean had barely put the car in park before they both jumped up and ran up Missouri's front steps. They didn't even bother to knock, just barging into the house.

"Dorian!" Dean called out immediately. Please let her be home, please let her be home, please let her be home. "Dorian!"

"What on Earth?" Missouri asked coming out of her living room. "Dean, Sam!" She smiled. "We weren't expecting you until tomorrow."

"Where's Dorian?" Sam asked.

"She's at a party," Her face sobered as she got a whiff of Sam's thoughts. "Oh lord."

"At Trevor's?" Sam asked remembering the name of the boy in his dreams. This wasn't good at all, but maybe they would be able to get there before Dorian pulled that thing into herself.

"She wouldn't do something so foolish," Missouri said and then sighed. "Yes, she would. If it meant saving someone else, she would."

There was a loud bang at the door and Missouri quickly walked over to get it. "Vicky?"

"Missouri, you got to come quick!" She spit out breathlessly. "Trevor and the others they were playing with a Ouija board and then Trevor went crazy and his eyes changed colors and..."

"Calm down," Dean said, stepping in. The girl was telling them what they already knew and they didn't have time for this. They had to get to Dorian before she did something seriously stupid."Where does Trevor live?"

"Come on," Vicky said, turning on her heel. "I'll show you."

TBC...Please Review!