Authors Note: I wrote this mainly with my best friend so thanks to her for helping me out. Hope you people enjoy this!
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Adriel walked into her bathroom, tired and just wanting to go to sleep. She walked to the sink and turned on the hot tap, waiting until the water was warm, then splashed a little on her face. She wiped her face with a hand towel and stood up, sighing. She looked in the mirror and froze. A teenage boy about her height with short spiky pink hair and pale blue eyes stood about three metres behind her, his face mainly hidden in shadow.
"Seth?" she asked nervously.
She spun around and found the bathroom empty. Turning back around, she saw him in the mirror again, standing right behind her, the greenish lines of veins standing out against his pale skin.
"You took her," he growled in a voice that was two voices and one at the same time. "You took her from me." He glared at her in the mirror and Adriel choked, falling to the ground, writhing in pain.
She couldn't see Seth, but his reflection was still in the mirror, glaring down at her as she died. When any movement in her body stopped, he looked at himself in the mirror and hissed, "One down."
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Dean Winchester sat in the diner in a booth near the window. Light trickled through the leaves of the tree outside, mottling the table and the newspaper he was reading. His younger brother, Sam, sat down on the other side of the table, folding his hands on the table.
"A while ago after we solved the Bloody Mary case, I… uh, I saw…" Sam started to trail off, but was interrupted by Dean.
"Adriel Van Ameyde."
"What?" Sam asked, confused by the interruption.
Dean turned the paper around so Sam could read it and pointed to one of the obituaries. "Adriel Van Ameyde, seventeen, died in her own home last week. Unknown cause of death. Very sudden."
"The funeral's tomorrow," Sam noted, eyes flicking over the short piece of writing.
"So, we have to go to the morgue today and find out how she died," Dean said, leaning back in his seat and tapping out the tune of Back in Black by AC/DC on the table.
Sam looked up at him. "Are you sure? I mean it could just be natural. Maybe she killed herself and no one stated how she died in the obituaries."
"No, it's specifically says, 'Cause of death, unknown.' We are going to check that body out." Dean stood up, chucking a twenty dollar note onto the table.
Sam sighed, rolling up the newspaper and following his brother.
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Dean led the way into the morgue office, Sam right behind him, and stood in front of the doctor's desk.
"Hi, we're from the Natural History Museum and we're here to see the specimen, Adriel Van Ameyde," Dean said, flashing a smile.
The doctor, a large woman of about thirty with short, styled brown hair and thick-rimmed glasses, blushed and smiled. "Of course," she said, standing up and leading them into the cold room.
Sam and Dean shot each other a look and swallowed giggles. They couldn't believe she fell for that.
The doctor, a Dr. Cohen, opened a metal tomb and pulled out the tray on which the body was stored. She pulled off the plastic, revealing a rather pretty young girl with dyed black hair and a nose piercing.
"So, um, what was the cause of death?" Sam asked curiously.
"Well, her insides liquefied and then reset, so she's gelatinous on the inside," Dr, Cohen said, shrugging.
"What causes that?" Sam asked as Dean reached forwards and poked Adriel's shoulder, making the entire body wobble.
"Well, in this case, we don't know. We've only seen one case like it before, and that was… different." Dr. Cohen sighed, looking a little sad.
"What happened in that other case?" Dean asked, a little freaked out by the wobbling body.
"My brother's son, Seth Cohen, committed suicide mid last year by overdosing on a cocktail of different drugs, the effect of which liquefied him. He died very painfully and no one knows why he did it."
"Could we have that file?" Dean asked, again flashing the smile.
Dr. Cohen nodded and put Adriel away, leading them, towards a filing cabinet. She opened a drawer and took out a manila folder and handing it to Dean. "Come back anytime," she said hopefully as they thanked her and left.
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Janaya stared blankly at the black coffin. She felt an arm around her shoulder and looked to her best friend Norah.
"Maybe Seth did it," Norah suggested casually. "After what we did last week, then she died the same way. It's possible."
"No, it's not," Janaya said, leaning against Norah's shoulder. "Anyway, Seth wouldn't do that."
Norah just sighed. "Ooh, sexy."
Janaya looked at her. "What? Who?"
Norah indicated two young men who were walking towards them, across the grass.
"It's Adriel's funeral, show some… Wow, they are sexy." Janaya frowned. "I don't trust them."
"Why not? They are sexy." Norah looked confused.
"Exactly. Never trust sexy men." Janaya frowned as the two men approached them.
"Hi, I'm Sam and this is Dean, we're Adriel's friends," the slightly taller man said, indicating himself and the other guy.
"No, you're not," Janaya said accusingly. "Adriel hates guys." Janaya shot Norah a look and Norah just shrugged.
"Oh, uh, well," Sam said, suddenly unsure.
"Who, the fuck, are you?" Janaya asked defensively.
"Sam and Dean," Dean said. "We're investigating your friend's death; we think it may be of supernatural cause."
"What ever gave you that idea?" Janaya glanced at Norah. "Crazy fool."
"Seth did it!" Norah said before Janaya smacked her on the shoulder.
"No, he didn't, he's dead," Janaya said firmly.
"That doesn't stop him from killing people," Dean noted.
"Seth wouldn't kill people!" Janaya said, now irritated. "He was a nice guy. He wouldn't hurt anyone." She spun around on her heel and walked away angrily.
"Um, what's her problem?" Dean asked, watching her go.
"Seth was her boyfriend," Norah explained. "When we started hanging out with Adriel, we sort of forgot about him. Janaya found him in the locker room. Last week, we had a séance in the locker room, because it was his birthday, also the anniversary of his death, and Adriel took her hands off too soon."
Sam and Dean looked at each other, raising their eyebrows.
"Why do you think it could be Seth?" Dean asked, looking over his shoulder, watching Janaya enter the house.
"Because, Adriel died the same way he did, and we don't think he managed to go back to wherever it was he came from. Adriel couldn't finish it so it sort of…stopped"
"So, Seth is trapped in this world?" Sam asked.
Norah shrugged. "Probably."
"Can we speak to you again? Some other time?" Sam asked, looking a little nervous. Dean shot him a look, but he ignored it.
"Okay," Norah said, nodding. "Here's my cell number." She handed him and piece of paper and left, following the same path Janaya had.
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Nicole grinned as her boyfriend, Ethan, kissed her neck. She glanced in the window of the car and froze.
"Seth?" she asked, terrified.
"Who's Seth?" Ethan asked, pulling away to look at her.
"No one," she said, shaking her head.
"No one, my ass," Ethan said, his eyes suddenly glowing blue and his voice turning into an inhuman growl. "You took her from me!"
Nicole screamed and writhed in pain as her insides started to liquefy. Ethan blinked, scrambling out of the car and running away as fast as he could.
Before she died, Nicole caught sight of Seth's reflection in the window, watching her.
Norah hung up the phone and turned around, frowning at Janaya, who lay on her bed. "Nicole's dead. Died the same way as Adriel."
Janaya looked at her. "What's your point?"
Norah stared past and her and Janaya frowned, turning around and looked into the mirror behind her. In the reflection, Seth stood between them, looking straight at Janaya.
"I'm coming for you," he whispered. He walked towards the stereo and turned it on, playing Like You by Evanescence. Janaya looked at the stereo, not in the reflection, and watched the volume dial turn up by itself. She looked back at the reflection and Seth was turning it up. He disappeared, then Norah ran over to the stereo and turned it off.
"I believe you," Janaya said quickly.
There was a small silence, then Norah's cellphone started ringing. She looked at Janaya, then picked it up, flicking it open and answering it.
"Hi, Norah, it's Sam here," Sam said, voices in the background like he was at a pay phone.
"Oh, thank god," Norah said, letting her breath go. "Seth was here, we saw him in the mirror. He told Janaya he was coming for her."
"Okay, we'll be right over," he said quickly then hung up.
Norah shut her phone and sat down on the bed next to Janaya. "Sam and Dean are coming over."
Janaya sighed loudly. "Why?"
"Because they'll help stop Seth," Norah said. "I hope…"
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Sam rang the doorbell of the house that he and Dean had just pulled up in front of. A middle-aged woman with dyed blonde hair and cold brown eyes opened the door.
"Hello, are Norah and Janaya home?" he asked politely. The woman glared at him.
"No," she said and slammed the door. Sam stared at the door confused. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see Dean pointing at something. Sam followed Dean's finger and saw Norah and Janaya in the window of the house next door to the one they were at.
"Oh," he said stupidly.
Dean led the way next door and knocked on the door politely. There was silence, then running footsteps.
The door opened and Norah and Janaya stood there, looking a little breathless.
"Quickly," Norah said, ushering them in.
They tiptoed up the stairs and walked silently down the hall to Janaya's room. Once, safely inside, Dean looked around the pretty normal looking room and saw they'd thrown a blanket over the mirror.
"Why'd you throw a blanket over the mirror?" he asked, moving over to the mirror.
"Because we didn't want to see Seth if he came back," Norah explained. "He's gone all… creepy looking."
Dean reached forward and yanked the blanket off the mirror. A teenage boy stood next to Dean with short, spiky, pink hair, pale blue eyes and green veins all over his pale face. Norah screamed and Dean threw the blanket over the mirror again.
"I take it that was Seth," he said casually. "He seems… nice… I think we all need to get out of here."
Sam and Norah nodded but Janaya hesitated. "What about Seth's parents?"
"Seth's parents?" Sam asked, confused.
"This is Seth's house and the people down stairs are his parents," Norah explained.
"Why do you live in his house?" Dean asked. "Isn't that just a little weird?"
Janaya rolled her eyes. "We're transfer students and we've been living here since we got to America. Did you not notice our lack of American accents? We're from New Zealand."
"Oh," Sam said, nodding. "It's really important that we get you out of here, especially if this is Seth's house because he knows where you are here."
Janaya finally nodded and stood up. "But what are we going to tell Mr. and Mrs. Cohen? That their dead son is trying to kill us and we need to run away? Why do I think they might have trouble believing that?"
"I'll handle it," Dean said, smiling comfortingly.
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Norah and Janaya followed Sam and Dean down the stairs and into the living room where Seth's parents were sitting.
"Mr and Mrs Cohen?" Dean asked, interrupting whatever conversation they'd been having.
"Yes?" the woman said, standing up and looking at him confusedly. "How did you get into my house?"
"I believe these girls let us in. I'm afraid we'll have to take them into custody," he explained calmly.
"What?" Mr Cohen asked standing up too as the girls tried to stifle laughs behind Sam and Dean.
"We've discovered that they are illegal immigrants and it will take a week or so to get them legalised again," Sam said, easily picking up his brother's lie. "But don't worry, we'll handle it."
Dean turned around to face Janaya and Norah who stopped giggling immediately. "You can pack anything you may need," he said. "Detective Greene here will accompany you."
Janaya and Norah nodded and ran upstairs, Sam following them, leaving Dean to deal with Mr and Mrs Cohen.
Dean took out an FBI badge from his pocket. "I'm Detective Mauve from the FBI. I'm sorry if this inconvenienced you, but it's very important."
"Why?" Mr Cohen asked.
"I'm not at liberty to discuss that with you," Dean said, following Sam and the girls out the front door.
"Do all FBI agents drive Chevrolets?" Mr Cohen asked his wife as the car drove away.
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Janaya and Norah sat in the back seat of Dean's Chevy looking blankly out their windows. Norah heard a familiar tune and turned to face Janaya.
"Are you humming Metallica?" she asked. Janaya looked at Norah and nodded.
"It calms me down," she explained.
"Really?" Dean asked interestedly from the driver's seat.
"Yeah, you got a problem with that?" Janaya asked defensively.
Dean shook his head. "No, I think that's fantastic."
"Oh." Janaya resumed staring out her window and humming but now she was smiling.
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They pulled up outside a cheap motel and Janaya shook her head.
"No," she said firmly. "I'm not staying in there."
"Why not?" Dean asked, confused. "What's wrong with it?"
"I'm spoilt and have grown accustomed to luxury. Drive south for about twenty minutes," she ordered. "Please," she added.
Sighing, Dean did as he was told and, twenty minutes later, they pulled up in front of an expensive looking hotel.
"We can't afford to stay here, Janaya," Dean pointed out. "Ghost hunting isn't exactly a highly paying job."
Janaya rolled her eyes. "You can't but I can. Norah too. We'll pay."
Dean looked to Sam who shrugged. "Deal."
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"What?" all four of them asked in unison.
"I'm sorry, there are only two rooms left, both with double beds and en suite bathrooms, but who ever pays for the room will have to sleep in it, security says," the receptionist said apologetically.
Norah and Janaya looked at each other. "Fine," Janaya said, shrugging.
"Huh?" Dean asked, surprised.
"It'll probably be safer," Janaya continued. "And apparently, we have no choice."
"Okay," Norah said, putting her credit card on the desk, Janaya doing so, also.
"How are we going to sort this out?" Sam asked as the receptionist put the payment through.
"How about you two pick a room each and we'll see how that works out?" Janaya suggested.
"Okay," Dean said, nodding.
Norah picked up the keys and held them in her hands, the numbers covered. "Pick a hand."
"Left," Dean said quickly.
Norah handed him the key on his left and handed Sam the key on the right.
"Okay," she said, picking up the receipt. "Janaya has room Nine Five Three and I have room Nine Five One."
"Room buddies!" Dean said to Janaya, dangling the keys to room 953 in his hand. "Will we be bed buddies, too?"
Janaya just rolled her eyes, took her credit card off the desk and walked away. Dean followed her eagerly, grinning.
Sam sighed, rolling his eyes. "Dean is such a man-whore."
Norah laughed. "I've never heard a straight man say that before."
"Are you insinuating that I'm gay?" Sam asked, laughing.
"No, I'm just stating, though you should probably prove you're not, or I might let you sleep in the bed."
"Oh, I, uh, um…" He trailed off, unsure.
"I'm kidding," Norah said, holding up her hands. "We should at least go to the room, away from this shiny, reflective floor, off of which Seth is staring at me and it's creepy."
Sam looked at the floor and jumped. Instead of his own reflection, it was Seth.
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"I'm serious about the bed buddies thing you know," Dean was saying as he followed Janaya up stairs, away from Sam and Norah. "I mean, it's getting cold, we may have to snuggle."
Janaya turned to Dean and looked at him curiously.
"How long do you plan to stay in town for, Dean?" she asked, seemingly casually.
"Um." They had stopped walking and Dean looked confused. "The exact amount of time is hard to say but as long as it takes to fix your… problem."
Janaya nodded slightly then looked at him again. "How old are you?" she asked in that same casual tone.
Dean looked even more confused. "26."
"26," Janaya muttered, nodding. "And you're staying here 'till this whole thing is all fixed up?"
Dean nodded and Janaya's face turned dark.
"Then why the fuck are you doing this to me?" she asked angrily. "Do you think you're actually going to get me to jump into bed with you? My dead boyfriend is trying to kill me! You're 8 years older than me and you're leaving in, what, a week? Maybe two? So what is it exactly that you're doing? You just decided you wanted to fuck around with my emotions for a while? Do you have any idea what this whole situation is doing to me? What his death did to me? You disgusting, sleazy –"
"Dean!" came a frantic cry from half a floor below them. It was Sam and his voiced sounded strained and echoic.
"Sam!" Dean called, already running down the stairs, Janaya following closely behind him.
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Sam looked confused for a moment and Norah stepped closer to him to see if he was okay but then flinched as he looked at her with inhumanly blue eyes.
"You took her from me," he said, his voice an inhuman growl.
"What?" Norah asked, stepping back slightly, but through her confusion she could tell that this was no longer Sam.
"You started the whole thing in the first place!" The voice was still a growl but now it held a hint of sorrow. "You pulled her to those 'popular' people, Norah. You did!"
Norah jumped but was tempted to step forward and comfort her friend in Sam's body.
"I didn't mean to, Seth," Norah said. "They just sort of invited us to hang out with them and we did. We never meant to leave you behind."
Sam/Seth's facial expression flickered slightly but remained angry. "It doesn't matter what you meant to do, it matters what you did do and you took her from me!"
Norah felt a slight heat tingle through her body and she looked at Sam/Seth, confused.
"You were my friend, Norah, I shouldn't have to kill you but you brought it on yourself."
Norah's eyes widened then she screamed and fell to the floor in pain.
"No!" Janaya cried, jumping the final few stairs and running over to where Norah writhed on the ground. Janaya looked at the reflection on the ground with tears in her eyes. "Please, leave her out of this, Seth," she begged and, reluctantly, Seth left, leaving the four in the middle of the lobby. Norah was still on the floor but she stopped screaming and writhing and now looked very ill.
"Norah, are you okay?" Janaya asked softly.
Norah made no response except to try and get up, Sam running to her side to help her.
"Norah?" Janaya prompted, worried.
"I'm fine," she managed to croak.
Janaya turned to Sam. "Could you carry her up to your room?"
Sam nodded, lifted Norah easily to his arms and started walking up stairs, Dean and Janaya following silently behind him.
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Janaya sat with the blankets up to her hips and looked around the room, trying to sense any danger. There was only one light on in the room and it cast eerie shadows in the room. She jumped when the shower stopped and Dean walked out of the bathroom 5 minutes later wearing only a pair of low cut jeans. He looked at Janaya in the bed then glanced at the floor.
"I'll sleep over by the door, I can guard it tha –"
"Dean?" Janaya interrupted shakily. "Can you sleep in the bed please? I…uh…I'm getting a little freaked out by all this."
Dean looked surprised but nodded and hesitantly climbed into the bed.
"Janaya, I'm sorry for coming off all… sleazy," Dean said softly. "That's just my way of dealing with this. Part of me knew you wouldn't like it so I did it to drive you away. I generally don't let people get close to me because, you know, of all the moving around."
Janaya nodded. "Nor do I."
Dean raised his eyebrows at her.
"Before Norah and I started hanging out with Adriel and stuff, Seth and I made a deal that on his birthday, he would be my first," Janaya started explaining. Dean looked confused but Janaya gave him a look that quickly explained her meaning and Dean nodded at her encouragingly.
"Then we started hanging out with them and sort of forgot about him. We hadn't, but that's how it must have seemed to him. We sort of grew apart, him and me, but we never broke up and I never forgot the deal we'd made. His birthday rolled around and I waited after school where we had agreed we would. When he didn't turn up, I went looking for him and one of his friends told me he was in the locker room so I went in and I found him dead." Janaya stopped suddenly and Dean realised she was crying. He reached up and wiped a tear from her face and she continued with her story.
"I cried so hard when I found him and it took six police officers to get me away from him. The M.E. said that it had been a cocktail of drugs that had done it to him and I cried harder. Seth was a complete science nerd, he knew exactly what that mix would have done to him and yet he did it anyway, I couldn't understand and then I realised it was my fault for leaving him. Now I keep people at arms length so I can't hurt people anymore and they can't hurt me. I moved on eventually but some small part of me will always love him and –" Janaya was immediately cut off by Dean kissing her suddenly.
Janaya stopped in surprise, she hadn't realised he'd gotten that close, and refused to let herself kiss him back, instead she waited until he pulled away.
"I thought I already yelled at you about this," Janaya said quietly, looking at him closely.
Dean nodded. "But as you just said, you don't let people get close so that's why you were yelling."
Janaya thought about that for a moment and realised he was right. She looked at him for a long moment then leaned and kissed him. He kissed her back immediately and they stayed that way for a while then the kiss deepened. Janaya felt Dean's hand on her shoulder and he pushed the strap of her singlet top off her shoulder. She pulled back and smiled at him.
"Good night, Dean," she said, pulling the strap back onto her shoulder, rolling over and going to sleep.
Dean sighed slightly, lay down and went to sleep too.
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Norah walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel and saw Sam walk into the bedroom with a tray of food.
"You're looking better," he observed, setting the tray on the bed.
"I feel it," Norah agreed. She looked at the tray of food and smiled. "What's this?"
Sam shrugged. "I just thought you might feel better if you had some food so I went down to get some."
Norah laughed. "As much as I appreciate that, there is a little thing called room service."
Sam looked sheepish. "Well, I'm not used to expensive hotels; I'm used to scungy motels."
Norah nodded and sat down on the bed and picked up a slice of jammed bread. "Are you going to join me or am I gonna have to eat all this by myself?"
Sam smiled and sat down next to her, picking a grape and popping it into his mouth.
"So where was Seth buried?" Sam asked as Norah bit into her toast.
Norah looked confused. "What?" she asked when she had swallowed her mouthful.
"Seth's grave? Where is it? All we have to do is burn his bones and he should go away," Sam explained, picking another grape.
Norah shook her head. "Seth was cremated, you'll have a hard time burning his bones."
Sam looked at her forlornly, the grape frozen half way to his mouth.
"Crap."
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"Don't you think it's weird that we haven't seen Seth in a few days?" Norah asked as she stuffed a spoonful of cornflakes into her mouth. Janaya nodded and Sam and Dean shrugged.
"Maybe because you asked him to leave you alone he's decided to do just that?" Dean suggested.
Janaya shook her head. "It can't be that. I asked him to leave Norah alone which means he should still be coming for me," she said matter-of-factly.
"Doesn't that scare you?" Norah asked, looking at her friend closely.
"It terrifies me. Just because I'm not afraid of death doesn't mean I'm not afraid to die painfully. But there's nothing I neither can nor will do about it so I might as well accept the fact that it's going to happen."
Norah dropped her spoon and looked at Janaya, shocked.
"What?" she and Dean said in unison.
"What do you mean there's nothing you'll do about it? Do you want him to kill you?" Dean asked, sitting down next to her and looking her right it the eyes.
"Of course I don't want him to kill me but he has the right. It's my fault he died and if he wants to punish me for that then so be it."
"No," Dean said firmly and Janaya looked at him, surprised. "I won't let him kill you, Janaya. I won't let him."
Janaya smiled sadly at him and kissed him lightly. Then she got up and went back to the room.
Dean pounded his fist on the table and Norah and Sam jumped.
"She's insane!" he muttered angrily.
"Look, I don't want her to die either, but what are we going to do about it?" Norah pointed out.
"It wasn't her fault. He died because he was selfish not because she left him. Why won't she see that? And why would he punish her if he loved her so much?"
Norah shook her head. "He's not going to kill her to punish her. He killed the others for that and he tried to kill me because of it. No, he's going to kill her so that they can be together forever."
Dean's jaw grew taut and he stood up. "I'm not going to let that happen."
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Dean opened the door to the hotel room slowly, then, when there were no objections, he entered and closed the door behind him. Janaya was sitting on the end of the bed, staring into space. Dean sat down next to her and she turned slowly to face him.
"Don't let him kill you, Jay," Dean pleaded quietly. He touched her face gently with a knuckle as she smiled at him.
"I'm sorry, Dean. I must have sounded incredibly suicidal back there." She took his hand and kissed his knuckles softly. "But if Seth comes to kill me and I make a decision, then I want you to promise me that you won't try and stop me."
Dean looked as if he was about to refuse.
"Please, Dean. Promise me?" Janaya pleaded.
Dean sighed and nodded. "Fine, I promise."
Janaya smiled and kissed him. "Thank you," she whispered into his mouth and kissed him harder.
Dean pulled away slowly. "Hey, how 'bout I take you out to dinner tonight? I can't take you anywhere fancy coz I'm broke but it's the thought that counts right?" Dean suggested, trying to lighten the mood.
Janaya laughed. "Yeah, it's the thought that counts."
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Dean's Chevy was the only car in the parking lot that night and Janaya followed Dean towards it, smiling. She ran her hand lightly over the hood of the car. "I've always wanted a car like this," she confessed, looking at it admiringly. "Ever since I was little." She leant back on the hood and looked at Dean who grinned and moved closer to her, putting his hands on her hips and kissing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. After a while, Janaya shivered a little and Dean pulled away.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
Janaya nodded and shivered again. "I'm just a little cold."
Dean nodded and took off his jacket. He handed it to her then opened the back door of the Chevy, gesturing for her to climb inside. Janaya laughed slightly then did as she was told. She sat down already feeling warmer because of Dean's jacket. Dean sat beside her and smiled at her. She smiled back and kissed him. She suddenly found herself lying on her back in the backseat with Dean leaning over her, kissing her. She wriggled under him a little bit to get more comfortable and she felt Dean grin into her mouth. She felt his hand slide up her leg and under her skirt and realised that she could lose her virginity in the back seat of a car.
Get over it, she told herself. It's not where, it's to whom and you have Dean. That should be enough.
She smiled to herself and closed her eyes.
"Weren't we going somewhere?" she asked.
"Probably but I can't remember where." Dean trailed kisses away from her mouth, over her chin and stopped at her neck. She opened her eyes and saw Seth's reflection in the rear view mirror. He appeared to be sitting in the driver's seat and he had a dark look on his face.
"Seth," Janaya said cautiously. Dean stopped suddenly and looked up at her, confused.
"Dean, we have to get out of the car," Janaya said quickly. "Now."
"What?" he asked, still confused.
"Dean! Move!" Janaya said frantically. Dean scrambled out of the car, Janaya following close behind. They had barely made it out of the car when all the windows shattered and glass flew into the car at rapid speeds.
"Not my car!" Dean whined. "Anything but my car!"
Janaya grabbed Dean's arm. "Can we go back inside now?"
Dean nodded and quickly led her back inside the hotel.
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"We saw Seth," Dean announced when they saw Norah and Sam.
"What? Where?" they asked in unison.
"In my car," Dean explained. "He… he broke the windows and mirrors." Dean looked forlornly out the window and to the car park. He blinked and Seth's face appeared the window.
"You're taking her from me," he growled and Dean jumped back.
"And here, right now."
Sam and Norah jumped and looked at the window. Seth glared at Dean then glanced at Sam and grinned maliciously. He disappeared from the window.
"You're taking her from me," Seth said again only this time he was in Sam's body. Sam/Seth glared at Dean and Dean felt a hot, tingly sensation go through his body.
"No," Janaya said firmly and Sam/Seth looked at her, surprised. "If you kill him, I will never forgive you."
Sam/Seth looked pained then reluctantly moved away from Dean and the tingly feeling went away.
"You have no reason to kill him," she said, not convinced that he had completely left it alone.
"He's taking you from me. You were with him. You forgot about me."
Janaya shook her head. "No. If you're going to kill anyone here, you're going to kill me."
"No!" Dean cried.
"You stay out of this," Janaya and Sam/Seth said at the same time. "I'm the one who should be punished Seth so get it over with."
"Punished?" Sam/Seth growled questioningly. "I don't want to punish you. I want you to stay with me."
Janaya's eyes widened. "You what?"
Sam/Seth moved closer to Janaya and held his hand to her cheek. "I've missed you. I want you back. And this way, no one can ever take you from me again." He shot a look at Dean who held his hands out submissively and took a step back.
Janaya closed her eyes and caused a tear to roll down her face. "I've missed you too," she whispered, leaning into his hand slightly.
"So you'll come with me then?" The voice was no longer an inhuman growl, but Seth's true voice. "You'll come back with me?"
Janaya opened her eyes and looked at Seth for a long time. "No," she said finally, I determined look on her face.
"What?" Sam/Seth looked hurt and confused. "But you said –"
"Yes, I've missed you Seth but I have people here who love me and who I love. I want to stay with them. With Norah and Sam and Dean."
Sam/Seth took his hand from her face and glared at her. She felt a tingly kind of heat and she glared back at Sam/Seth.
"No, Seth!" she growled angrily. "If you loved me as much as you think you do then you would let me do what I want to do!"
The tingling stopped suddenly and Sam/Seth looked sad.
"You're right," he whispered. "I'm sorry." He leant down and kissed Janaya softly. Janaya closed her eyes and noticed that it was exactly the way Seth used to kiss her. Suddenly, the kiss changed and she pulled away. Sam was himself again and he looked at her awkwardly. Janaya looked around and saw Seth's spirit hovering close by.
She reached out and held her hand close to his cheek. She knew that although he looked solid, her fingers would slip right through him.
"I'm sorry, Jay," he said before disappearing. She let herself cry loudly and fall to the floor. Dean went to her side and helped her up, whispering soothing things into her hair. Suddenly she stood up straight and smiled. She felt as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders and she turned to the rest of the group, wiping her tears away.
"It's over."
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Janaya and Norah loaded their bags into the Chevy and closed the trunk. Dean tapped on the new windows and smiled.
"Thanks for paying to get these fixed, but are you guys sure you want to come with us?" Dean asked.
Janaya nodded. "You made me fall for you, Dean, you're stuck with me."
Dean laughed and kissed her. Sam came up behind Norah and slid his arms around her waist, hugging her close to him. Janaya frowned slightly, she must have missed something.
"But, do you guys have any experience in hunting… evil?" he asked.
Janaya laughed. "Who needs experience when you're a sorceress's daughter?"
Sam and Dean looked her with wide eyes.
"You're what?"
"A sorceress's daughter. How do you think we managed a séance? You need actual magical skill to be able to pull one off. Sure, everyone has some magic in them but Adriel and the others didn't believe in what we were doing so I had to use my own power. Norah too."
Sam and Dean then turned to Norah with the same expressions on their faces.
"I'm not Palari's daughter but I've spent so much time with them that I apparently absorbed some of their power. Not much but enough to classify me as a witch," Norah explained.
"That and what mum gave you to handle your grief," Janaya added.
Norah nodded. And the boys' expressions grew apologetic.
"I'm sorry," Sam said, kissing the top of her head. "Who did you lose?"
"My parents," Norah said quietly and looked to Janaya for help.
"When we were 16," Janaya began," I was staying the night at Norah's house and we were in the sleep out. We were suddenly woken up by her parents screaming. We ran into the house and ran into their bedroom but couldn't find them. I saw blood dripping from the ceiling and we looked up. Her parents were somehow stuck to the ceiling, their abdomens cut open. Norah screamed and then fire started spreading from the ceiling. We ran out of the house as fast as we could and watched as the house burnt to the ground."
Sam and Dean exchanged a look that Norah and Janaya missed.
"I'm sorry," said Dean this time. He looked at the car and opened the driver's side door. He looked at Sam questioningly. "Where to next?"