This was one of my favorite episodes of season 3. I don't own anything Supernatural. The only one I own the rights to as she is my original character is Christina Winchester. Please enjoy my rendition of this episode. I hope you enjoy this and thank you to those that have followed and gave me the encouragement that I need. Thank you to you and to those who will follow in the future.
Chapter One
Christina's POV
The Impala's roar made me look up from my book I decided to bring along with me this time around as I had stopped for a week to take care of an issue regarding my son and his school. Sam and Dean had once again began to fight possibly forgetting I was even there.
"What I'm trying to say is, it's a stupid idea and might not work!" Dean's yell made a small part of my head start to hurt. "Besides Sam how do we know this Ruby girl can be trusted. She could be making you kill this Lilly?"
"Lilith," I corrected softly only to get shot a dark glare from him through the rear view. "What I was just telling you the correct name for the sake of arguing the right way."
"And that is to give Sam the right name so he can summon her and force her to destory my contract?"
"Dean I'm not pickin-"
"Just keep your nose out of this please," Sam said harshly. "Dean, we got the colt. We can save you! We just summon Lilith and we force her to shred your contract.'
"Then what Sammy? What if she says no?"
"Then we kill her. If she's dead she doesn't hold your contract. You live!"
"Sam look it's not going to work." Dean's voice was hiding something an alternate motive that Sam and I didn't get. "This isn't happening so drop it!"
"Why?" Sam challenged his voice harsh.
"BECAUSE I'M THE OLDEST THAT'S WHY!"
"Enough both of you!" My throat was stinging from the yelling. "Sam let's drop the whole kill Lilith idea to make Dean happy."
"But-"
"Sam, just stop please." My voice returned to soft even though my eyes were glaring at him. "Dean we'll stop, only if you don't bring it up every single night that you're going to go to Hell."
"When have I ever done that?" He asked looking offended at me.
"Just keep your mouth shut and Sam will keep his shut and I'll keep my pretty little mouth shut and stop mothering both of you."
"I think we pissed her off," I heard San mutter to Dean as I began to rub the side if my head. "Do you need some asprin?" He asked and I nodded. Taking the two white pills he had poured out into his hand I dry swallowed the pills before sitting back waiting for them to work their magic.
"Alright, lets change the subject." Dean sighed knowing that when I got a headache I didn't like to be dealing with loud screams of fury. "Read that article again."
"Two builders found dead at construction site." Sam read his voice monotonous which helped my headache some. I knew he did it to annoy Dean but I did appreciate the jesture regardless.
"So we think werewolf?" Dean asked and I heard the scrape from when Sam shrugged his shoulders.
"That's my guess. The luner timing and everything fits nicely." Sam was glancing at Dean. I knew that look. It was the look of what would it be like to have Dean not there. He was scared of loosing him and so was I.
In the last three years I found brothers I didn't know I had, I met my real father only to have lost him. Then I lost Sam for a few days until Dean sold his soul to bring him back and now I was going to loose him. But I knew I had to be the referee between the two boys that were still in my life even if it would be just for at least until May.
I closed my eyes and let my mind wander. Even though my eyes were closed and the car fell silent my head still pounded. What's with all these headaches all of a sudden?! I wondered just as the pills took control over the pain.
Because your brothers are falling apart. The voice in my head filled me with calmness even took away the rest of the pain that was in my head. I opened my eyes again and looked at the back of both of my brothers heads. I felt something spread over me as I saw both of my brother's auras. Dean's was a Navy blue while Sam's was the color of coal. Never give up on them. Their auras will and could be changed. Do not give up.
End of Christina's POV
~O.U.A.H~
Dean's POV
Hospitals. I didn't know what is was about them but whenever I stepped inside I felt like I was stepping into a morgue. The nurses that were cute looked ghastly and vacant. I guess seeing hurt and sick people all day does that to people. I straightened my jacket of my FBI outfit and the three of us walked inside a room just off the main hallway. Our surviving victim was laying upright propped up by pillows and looked as though he had a fight with a very angry cat.
"Hi," I said my voice dropping to an octave lower to give up authority. "My name is agent Plant these are my partners Page and Teller." Sam and Christina pulled out their name badges but the guy didn't seem at all surprised to see us.
"I'm glad you finally came." He said sitting straighter in his bed. "I've been expecting you."
"Excuse me?" Sam pipped in one of his eyebrows lifting in the air.
"Aren't you guys the sketch artists?" The man's eyes took turns looking at all of us before I smiled and nodded.
"Yes, yes we are." I cupped Sam's shoulder and gave him a couple of gentle tugs. "The things this guy can do with a pen," I nodded with a smile my fingers digging into Sam's sleeve making him force a smile. "So what can you tell us what attacked you and your-?
"Brothers." The man said his face falling. "This guy came out of nowhere growling and snarling like an animal. He killed both of my brothers before scratching me. But then he just ran away."
"So what did he look like?" Christina asked gently. I was always amazed of how she managed to calm down anyone even on their worst days.
The guy took in a deep breath to steady the tears that were wanting to come out before he looked over at Sam. "He was about six foot maybe six foot two. Had dark hair." i looked over at Sam as he started to sketch on his pad of paper.
"What color were his eyes?" I asked.
"Blue...I think."
"Blue?" Sam asked.
"Well it was dark I couldn't really see them. They were a dark color."
"What did they look like?" I asked a bit more forceful then anticipated.
"What?" The man said.
"Did they look normal or animalistic?"
"They looked normal." I felt Christina tug on my sleeve of my jacket and we walked over towards the far wall to talk in whispers.
"I don't think we're dealing with a werewolf." She said softly taking only a second to glance at the man who was still giving Sam details on what he looked like.
"Then what? Shapeshifter?" I questioned.
"I don't think so. He said his eyes were normal. Even if it was a shapeshifter he would have seen the flare from the construction lights. But he said they were normal. Besides why would a werewolf or shapeshifter just leave one person alive? Why not kill all three of them?"
"You're answer's as good as mine." I said and stopped when the doctor walked in and up to Sam and our victim. "Come on." I said before stopping in front of the doctor.
"How are we today?" The doctor asked our witness. "Doing okay?"
"Yeah, just a little sore, Doc." Christina and I arrived and shook hands with the doctor.
"I'm Dr. Garrison." He looked between us and at his patient. "I take it you're here about who might have done this to him and his brothers?"
"Is there anything strange about what had happened to the other victims?" Christina asked but stopped short of wanting to press further when she saw the sadden look on the survivors face.
"I think we should talk out in the hall." Dr. Garrison said and walked towards the door. I nodded and tapped on Sam's shoulder before turning and leaving only to be stopped by the survivor's question to Sam.
"Do I get to see the picture?" I turned and saw Sam looking unsure at the drawing he drew before handing the pad to the guy. "Yep," the guy said unconvinced at what he was looking at. "That was him alright." Sam snatched the pad of paper before leaving the room after us.
End of Dean's POV
A.N.
I do not have an understanding on auras. Please do not criticize me if I'm getting something wrong. The colors of auras, I will be looking it up, will be explained in late chapters and stories.
