This is my first SPN fic, so don't be too harsh, okay?:3 Reviews would be fab x
Chapter 1: Spellbound
10 years ago
"Beaten by a blind bend, wrong way up a dead end, screamin' through a speed trap as I tear into a tail back" Dean sang along to the music blaring from the speakers in the other room.
This was the great thing about living in a huge house in the middle of nowhere; you could do whatever you want, when you want. Sure, Sammy would usually stomp down the stairs with the worlds biggest bitch-face, complain about Dean's music being "too loud" or "Dean, can't you listen to something that's not so… classic rock?" But after a "Shut up, Sammy" and a hair-ruffle, the younger Winchester would roll his eyes and disappear off into the house, God knows where.
"You know I can't do nothin' right, no, I never sleep at night, and I can't even start a fight, well my feet have left the ground" he continued, his voice keeping up with the thrum of the stereo. The sound of knocking found its way into the dining room where Dean was busily eating mouthfuls of apple pie as he sang along on top of the mahogany dinner table, it was only just audible above the music. Rolling his eyes, he ignored it, continuing with his performance, "spinnin' round and round, spellbound" he carried on, a little louder. The knocking came again, irritating Dean a little, "why hasn't someone got that" he hissed, turning the music off as he walked down the hall and to the front door.
"What?" he puffed as he hauled the door open. The first thing he noticed was the rain; it was pouring buckets, engulfing the forest in a damp nightfall. On the doorstep was a cloaked figure, they were soaked from head to toe and shivering.
"Hello," the voice croaked quietly, having to stop to have a coughing fit after only one word, "the rain, it's picking up, and it's too dark for me to see where I'm going, I saw the lights from your windows…" the voice was rushed and sore. Even with their voice coated with illness and desperation, Dean could make out that they were in fact a she. "I was wondering if you could spare a room, just for the night of course, I'll be out of your hair before noon."
Dean sighed; no way was he having some disease-ridden stranger in the house! "Sorry, but there's… no room." He knew it was the lamest excuse ever, anyone could see the house was more than big enough, but no meant no despite the reason.
"Please!" she begged, "I have this!" A small, shaky hand came from out of the cloth and held up a rose, each thorn and petal still perfectly intact. "You can have it in exchange for one night."
"Why would I want a rose?" Dean sneered.
"It's not just any rose, its magic, real magic. It has the ability to change your life, but of course it has a price." Yep. She definitely sounded crazy.
'What the hell…' Dean thought before shaking his head, 'crazy ass homeless people.' "
"No means no!" he snapped, closing the door a little, "now get out of here before a wolf eats you or some other tragic shit." The door slammed in her face.
"You'll regret this, you selfish ape" she screamed, ripping off her hood caused damp, red hair hiding her face, "you hear me?! You'll regret this!"
From inside, Dean shuddered, 'seriously, what the hell?!' Rolling his eyes he climbed the stairs, suddenly feeling tired. He looked at the huge clock at the top of the curved stairwell, 'huh, 11:55 already'
As he climbed into bed, the awaited thunderstorm begun, echoing around his room.
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"Sammy!" Dean called for what seemed like the 100th time, he'd checked every room more than once and he hadn't seen his brother anywhere. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen anyone.
In a panic, he rushed down the stairs and yanked the door open. On the marble doorstep lay the rose which he had been offered last night, still in perfect condition. "What the…" Every thought, scenario and possibility rushed through his mind all at once, now he was really starting to panic. "Sammy?" he called outside, stomach churning with worry, "Sammy?!"