The wind swept along the way while I walked the long, dark, quiet road. As I got to my house, number 11 of Aplin St, I had realized that the door was wide opened before I had gotten home. I walked in slowly, pulling my gun out of my jeans for protection. I crept into the house and walked to the office and opened the door, as it slowly swung backwards I was horrified by the sight I was seeing in front of me. Everything was trashed, cupboards opened and files lying around everywhere on the floor, the light breeze made it worse by making it fly everywhere. As fast as I could I picked up my house phone so quickly that I dropped it on the floor; I bent over and scooped it up immediately and as I turned I around, I saw a dark figure at the door pointing a gun towards me.
'Drop that gun and put the phone down, if you want to live.' The dark figure shouted
I suddenly woke up with sweat dripping all over my face, pillow and blanket all drenched. What was I dreaming about before, what did it mean and why did I have a gun in that dream? I looked over to my alarm clock; it was 3.47am in the morning way too early for a girl like me to be awake. I slowly tried to go back to sleep but still thinking of what that dream meant to me. I figured that I couldn't go back to sleep so I went to get a drink instead. As I got to the kitchen to get a drink I looked out the window there was a car parked outside my house a black metallic car, with two guys sitting inside one with black sunglasses and the other with long hair. I thought that I was dreaming for a while until a friend of mine came downstairs and asked me what was wrong.
'What's wrong Deli?' Annette whispered.
'I couldn't go to sleep Netty; I had a nightmare in other words.' I said laughing.
'We should get back to sleep now Delena, its 4 in the morning! Com'on man, we're going to the movies tomorrow-,' she paused and I realized that she was starring at me.
'Delena, what are you starring at? It looks as if you're in a trance.' she starts laughing and stops awkwardly.
'There are these two guys sitting in this black metallic car, starring at my house-,' I started raising my voice louder and louder. I could tell Annette was afraid but she ran towards me and looked outside the window. She started whimpering and squealing at the same time.
'OMG, they are like totally hot, I bag's the guy with the sunglasses on! Why is he even wearing sunnies? It's like 4 in the morning! Ah well he is hot anyway.' She squealed.
'And OMG Annette you need to get a life, you don't even know those guys they could be rapists, murderers or even worse pedophiles!' I started shouting at her.
'But Delena! He's HOT as! Let's go get my camera and take a photo of him!' she exclaimed excitedly while dragging me up the flight of stairs.
'ANNETTE! Let me go! If you want to go get the camera, go get it yourself! What do you need me for? I'll watch them for you.' I said sarcastically.
'OK then, you spy on them and I go get my camera, got it.' She said while quietly creeping up the stairs trying not to disturb anyone.
I turned and walked back over to the kitchen window starring outside looking at the guys in the car, I was wondering what time it was so I looked at the clock; 4.30 am. Annette came running down the stairs completely forgetting there was other people in the house trying to sleep. As she got to the last few steps, she tripped over. She picked herself up like nothing had happened but I noticed and started laughing.
'That was NOT funny!' Annette said angrily.
'If I fell down the stairs like that and acted as if nothing happened and you saw me fall down the stairs you would have laughed too!' I burst out laughing and Annette joined in. She walked over to me and we both peered outside the window. She took a photo of the guys in the car. I starred at her giving her a weird look.
'What? Stop starring at me like that! It's scaring me-,' she whispered.
'I thought you were only kidding when you said you were going to take a photo of them and u actually took a one!' I said in awe.
'Like it's that hard Delena, you just take a picture of them without a flashlight.' She replied.
'Yeah, yeah whatever.' I said while yawning.
It was to dark, I could see them properly anymore. I walked over to the light switch, flicked on a light and dimmed it down a bit. I could see they're faces better this time. We both looked outside again, starring at the two guys in the car. Annette was right they were hot, but no we didn't know them. It was hard for me really those guys could be stalking us or something and yet I think they are hot. Stupid Annette, she got me hooked onto thinking this. We were starring at them for at least 10 minutes until they realized we were looking at them, they quickly looked another way and got their road maps out and then they drove away.
'I wish I took more photos of them.' Annette said bluntly.
'Yeah, whatever. OK we should go get some sleep-,' I slap her on the shoulder 'I'm tired and plus, didn't you say we're going to go watch a movie tomorrow? What movie is it?' I say tiredly while rubbing my eyes.
'Ok. I'm tired too,' she puts the camera back into her pouch 'I don't know which movie we're going to watch lets pick tomorrow. I'm sleepy.' she says hesitantly.
We walked up the stairs and opened the door to my room, got into out beds, turned off the lights and went to sleep, well at least Annette did. All I was doing was thinking about the guys. Why were they there watching over my house?
Dean pulled up the car on number 11 of Aplin St. Sam and Dean quickly exchanged glances and sat in the seats in wonder. They had got something from their father a few days ago saying that a girl named Delena, got weird dreams and they would always happen somewhere, somehow. We look at the house carefully. So this is the house she's living in, nice place Dean thought to himself.
'Hey Dean, what did dad say about this girl?' Sam questioned.
'Dad said she has weird dreams that come to life and that she might be able to help us with things and he also said that maybe if we do this for her she'll get normal life back, or something like that.' Dean replied tiredly.
'She's got the weird dreams like me too.' Sam gasps.
'What did you just say? I didn't hear you.' Dean said.
'Oh nothing it doesn't matter.' Sam replies covering it up with a lie.
'OK.' Dean said shortly then yawned.
'So what are we going to do?' Sam asked
'I'm gonna go to sleep, and you tell me when the girl comes out!' Dean smirked
'Hey that's not fair!' Sam fights back.
It was too late my brother was already asleep, how can he sleep so easily? After all these months of hunting, didn't he have nightmares? Guess not, I looked over to Dean wondering if he was going to wake up anytime soon, but I highly doubt it, he even snoring now. What time was it? 4 am in the morning. I needed some sleep but then again last time I was sleeping and Dean was looking out. I looked at the house, there was a dark figure standing at the window. Could it be the girl? I couldn't see her face. I tried waking Dean up to get the photo of her.
'Go away Sam, I'm trying to sleep.' Dean whacked Sam over the head.
'Ouch! Dean I need the photo of the girl!' Sam rubbed his head to make the pain go away and the pain went away he grabbed Dean by the shoulders and started shaking him fiercely.
'Here-,' Dean took the photo out of his jacket pocket and handed it over to Sam.
'Can I go back to sleep now?' Dean asked grumpily.
'Yeah, I suppose.' Sam replied quietly.
I looked at the photo carefully, studying every feature of her. Dad said this photo was taken recently, but how did he grab hold of it? I looked at the dark figure at the window, now there was another figure; two dark figures in total. I stare at them wondering what they were doing one was dragging another up the flight of stairs, I laugh at what they were doing to each other. I look back down to the picture in my hands, she is so beautiful, and could that be her? It has been over 8 months since Jessica died and I think I should have a new love in my life, maybe starting with this girl. I was still starring at the photo when suddenly Dean woke up and asked,
'What time is it? And have you seen the girl yet?'
'It's now-,' Sam looks at his watch '4.30 and no I haven't seen the girl yet but there are two people at the window, oh and look at this photo.' Sam answered.
Dean snatches the photo off Sam and looks at it carefully, squinting his eyes.
'Yeah, there is nothing wrong with the photo.' Dean replies.
'I know, isn't she beautiful?' Sam says then looks away starring at the people standing at the window
'Er, she's your type man. NOT mine.' Dean laughs and re-looks at Sam.
'What's gotten into you Sam? Just a few months ago you were still talking about Jessica and how we still haven't found the killer and now you're saying this girl-,' Dean points at the girl in the photo 'is beautiful? Well it is you life.' Dean gives Sam a weird look and Sam pretends he doesn't know what his brother is doing.
We both looked at the photo then at the dark figures; they turned on the lights and turned it down making the light dim. One of them was Delena; she was wearing a blue top with a large picture of Snoopy and blue stripped shorts. There was another girl standing beside her; she was wearing a baggy red top and black three quarter pants.
'Hey! That's the girl!' Sam stammered.
'It is? I can't see anything.' Dean said sarcastically.
We look at them carefully, they stare back at us, two girls around the age of 18. We suddenly realize that they were starring at us and we quickly looked another way, picked up our road maps. Dean starts the car and drives off leave the girls still starring at us. I look at the photo once more and gave it back to Dean, he carefully slipped it back into his pocket and stopped the car at the petrol station.
