The Ghost of You
Chapter 1-Rock and Roll All Nite
(Kiss)
"Come on Zo baby, you promised this was going to be the night." "Yea, well I didn't expect our first time would be in the middle of the woods."The body of a strong muscular man lay on a blanket next to Zoey. He had convinced her that tonight, after months of dating he was finally going to make their relationship a "physical" one. The only problem with this was that this man was a demon.
"Listen baby I'm here to make all your dreams come true." He rolled on top of Zoey. Straddling her, he leaned in to kiss her lips. As he did so his eyes turned black. In the dim light of the lantern next to her Zoey could hardly see what happened, but she saw just enough. Zoey screamed in terror. She was scared, but knew she had to get away. With a balled up fist she punched him in the nose. "DEMETRI, WHAT ARE YOU?" Zoey yelled, as she slid out of his grasp. The punch to the nose didn't faze him, but distracted him long enough for her to get loose. "Demetri is gone! The name is Karver, and tonight is the night you die." Zoey was just getting to her feet when Karver stood and slashed at her stomach with a knife he had hidden on him. Cutting deep into her white meat, Zoey let out another scream, this one more blood curdling than the last. Zoey fell to the ground in agony, but right before Karver could attack her again she grabbed the lantern and broke it across his face. Karver was taken by surprise and stumbled backwards. Zoey had just long enough to get up and run for her life. Holding her hands over the wound, Zoey ran as fast as she could letting the adrenaline carry her away from certain death. She had no clue where she was or where she was going, but the heavy breathing and loud footsteps of Karver closing the gap between them kept her moving. Running for what felt like an eternity, Zoey finally saw a light in the distance. She could see a black muscle car pulling into a garage. Zoey willed herself to use her last bits of energy to yell for help. She reached the garage right as the steel door shut to the ground. Running full speed Zoey allowed her body to slam into the door as hard as she could. She began pounding on it with her fists. Glancing over her shoulder just for a second to see that Karver was only a few strides away. "HELP ME! PLEASE PLEASE HELP! HE'S GOING TO KILL ME!" Feeling hopeless Zoey turned around to see Karver raise his knife and...
Suddenly the door came up behind her, as she fell backwards into someone's arms. "WINCHESTERS!" Karver hissed as the door flew up. Karver turned to run away, but it was too late. Sam flung the knife he had grabbed right before opening the door. It was in Karver's back and his demon soul flickered out. Sam retrieved his knife from the body and jogged back to Dean holding the mystery girl in the garage. Panicked and in pain Zoey began to cry and tremble from the blood loss. Zoey looked into the eyes of the man holding her. Zoey's body was weak and right before she passed out she uttered one request. "Please don't let me die." Dean looked at Sam with a sense of urgency and shouted, "Find Cas!" "On it." Sam replied, as he turned to close up the garage. Dean picked Zoey up and cradled her as he ran for the infirmary. Once there Dean gently placed her down on an exam table. He lifted Zoey's blood soaked shirt to reveal a deep gash just above her belly button, which was still bleeding. Dean assessed the situation, and then ran to a nearby cabinet. From it he grabbed salt, a large cloth Band-Aid, and gauze. Dean did the only thing he knew to do. He packed the wound with salt, placed the Band-Aid, and wrapped her midsection. Right as he was finishing up Sam was coming in. "Hey so I got a hold of Cas, but he's in the middle of angel stuff. He said he'll be here as soon as he can. What did you do to treat her?" Sam approached the table looking on with concern. "She was bleeding everywhere Sammy. Poor girl was cut deep. So I packed it with salt to stop the bleeding, but that's all. I don't know if she'll make it Sam. The girl has lost a lot of blood." Dean backed away from the table and went to a nearby sink to wash the blood off his hands. As he did so, Sam stepped up to Zoey and began checking her jean pockets. Sam sighed, "No I.D. on her. What was this girl doing in the woods with a demon anyways?" Sam crossed his arms. "I don't know Sammy. I mean the girl might not have known, or she could have stumbled across him. Let's just hope Cas gets here in time. The girl is starting to lose color in her face."
Zoey didn't know how long she was out for, but as she faded in and out of consciousness she could hear voices. "Her body is essentially healed, but she's going to be weak for a long time. Just keep an eye on her, and she should come too soon." "Thanks Cas. We appreciate it." Seconds, minutes, hours, weeks, days, months, years...Zoey slowly opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings. Lying in a bed, in a room she had never seen before. It wasn't a hospital and it surely wasn't an ordinary house. Still weak and light headed, Zoey slowly sat up. Pulling the covers off her Zoey realized she wasn't in her shirt from the other night, still in her jeans, but wearing an oversized men's button down plaid top. "Was I raped?" Zoey thought to herself as she eased her way out of bed. Unarmed and afraid Zoey tip toed out of her room. Looking left and right, it was nothing but halls, rooms, and corridors. Zoey slowly walked around, peaking around every corner and into every room until she heard voices. Following the muffled sounds of men, she finally found where the voices were coming from. Zoey peered around a corner and saw two guys sitting at a wooden table. One was on a laptop the other had his nose in a book. They were talking about something called a Crowley. Zoey didn't have the slightest idea as to what was happening. The smaller of the two men picked up a glass beer bottle in front of him and took a swig. "Sam I'm out already you wanna go grab another for me bro?" "Yea, no problem I'm almost taped out myself." The taller one got up from the table and started heading in Zoey's direction, out of the room. Zoey's heart was pounding as she hid and waited for the man to walk by. She knew her next move would be to punch him out like she did Demetri. She heard the footsteps getting closer, and with one swing...WHAM! "Oh damnit!" Sam exclaimed as he held his nose, and stumbled backwards. "SAMMY!" Dean shouted, as he jumped up from his chair. Zoey appeared from around the corner in a defensive stance waiting for what would happen next. "WHO ARE YOU TWO? WHY ARE YOU KEEPING ME HERE? DID YOU RAPE ME? I SWEAR I'LL..." "Hey take it easy Rocky." Dean said, as he slowly walked towards her. "I'm Dean, and that tall drink ah water you just hit is my little brother Sam."
"Little brother?" Zoey looked Sam up and down before she scoffed in amusement. "He's a whole foot taller than you. There's no way he's littler than you." Dean crossed his arms and smirked. "Well I'm bigger where it counts." "Dean really?" Sam chuckled as he sat down, and patted his nose. It wasn't bleeding, but it hurt like hell. "So what's your name anyway?" Dean asked. Zoey let her guard down long enough to sit and talk rationally. The three of them went back into the room where the two guys just came from. She grabbed a chair on the far end of the room. Just in case they tried anything funny. She wanted to have plenty of time to escape. "I'm Zoey...Zoey Lain." "Nice to meet you." Sam said as he got up and extended his hand to shake hers. Zoey coiled back in her seat. Still feeling unsure of these guys. "Listen Zoey we aren't the bad guys. We're not gonna hurt you. You're safe here with us." Zoey looked at Sam and then over at Dean. She didn't know why, but she allowed herself to trust them. Returning Sam's hand shake, Zoey replied with "Thank you. Nice to meet yal too. Sorry about the nose." Sam just shrugged. "Nah, it happens all the time." "So you feeling better?" Dead asked. "Yes, I feel..." Zoey stopped mid sentence and lifted up her shirt. Desperately looking for a scar, stitches, sore spot, bruise, or anything to indicate that she was stabbed. There was nothing. Zoey quickly let her shirt drop. "What the hell is this? I know I was stabbed so what the hell is going on. Yal did do SOMETHING TO ME DIDN'T YOU!" Zoey was getting nervous again. "HEY, HEY, HEY!" Calm down alright we saved your life. A thank you will do fine." Dean said, with a hint of irritation in his voice. "Actually I saved you." Startled, Zoey jumped out of her skin and turned to see who had just come in the room. Another man about the same height as Dean was standing in the entry way of the room. He wore a beige coat over a casual suit. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. My name's Castiel and I am an angel of The Lord." Sam rolled his eyes. "Good ice breaker Cas." Castiel looked at Sam in confusion. "What's an ice breaker?" In the background Dean huffed. "Cas you wanna help us out here? Do your magic forehead thingy and catch the girl up to speed will ya? It's faster than trying to explain everything." Castiel slowly approached an uneasy Zoey and placed his fingers on her forehead. In seconds she knew exactly what happened to her, and everything about the Winchesters. Overwhelmed with the things she just saw and what she went through the last few days was more than she could handle. Zoey buried her head in her hands and began to cry. Frustrated with the entire situation Dean threw his hands in the air, and said "Damn it Cas. You broke her."
Castiel began to stammer. He wasn't sure what he did wrong. Sam knelt down beside Zoey and placed one hand on her knee. "We understand it's a lot to handle. Hey, it's our lives and we have a hard time handling it all." Zoey looked at Sam. Through water eyes and a snotty nose she said, "It's not that. I'm just...I thought I was out for years. I didn't know what was going on. I'm just grateful it's only been a few days. I didn't want to be one of those people that wakes up from a coma, or something and its 10 years later." Dean walked across the room, heading out. Before disappearing around the corner he mumbled, "Look I can't take all this sappy crap. I need that beer." While Dean and Castiel sat and did research, Sam showed Zoey around the bunker. They talked for ages about the bunker, men of letters, Zoey's life, and theirs. Basically anything they needed to know about each other, and Zoey's new hide away. Sam ended the tour back at Zoey's room. "Well it's been nice getting to know you a little more. I hope you'll be able to stay for a little while and get back on your feet." Checking his phone Sam, looked at the time. "Dean and I usually go out to grab food around 6, and its 5:30 now. So do you want us to get you anything?" Zoey thought for a second about what she really wanted. Then she blurted out, "OOO TACOS!" Sam let out a soft chuckle. "Taco's it is." Sam patted Zoey on the back and walked off down the hall.