Author's note: These fics are based on real episodes from Supernatural. The characters and plots belong to the creator and writers for the show. If you want background on the new character you can read the previous episodes.
Lazarus Rising
The ringing was earsplitting. Dean clutched his head as the windows of the old convenience store blew out around him. Just another weirdo thing to add to his what the fuck is going on list. He took the change he'd found in the register and went out to the payphone, thankful to hear the buzzing when he picked up the receiver.
He called Kayla's number only to get a message saying the number was no longer in service. Next he tried Sam and got the same recording. They didn't just fall off the earth. He slid the coins back in and tried Bobby at home, he breathed a sigh of relief to hear it ringing. As he waited he opened his wallet and smiled softly when he saw Kayla's picture and pulled it out, wiped the dirt off of it and slid it back in.
"Yeah?"
"Bobby?"
"Yeah?"
"It's me."
"Who's me?"
"It's Dean." The receiver went dead. He looked questioningly at the phone and called the number again.
"Who is this?"
"Bobby listen to me."
"This ain't funny. Call again and I'll kill you."
Damn. He put the phone back on the receiver and glanced behind him; there was an old car parked out in front of the store. Luck was just on his side today. There wasn't any difficulty in hotwiring the thing and he quickly drove to the nearest street sign so he could get to Bobby's place. At least he knew where he was.
This whole thing was beyond his mind capabilities. Just a couple hours ago he was in the pit and now he's back, not a scratch on him, trying to pick up the pieces. He didn't know how it happened and he hoped to God it wasn't one of Alastair's tricks. He'd had enough; he'd seen enough. Maybe he was really out.