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Supernaturally Mindboggling! – Chapter 1
Emily was driving home one evening; she and the BAU team had just returned from New Orleans after spending almost a week there. She was eager to return to her apartment and her beloved cat, Sergio. The road she was on was long and winding and dark, something she had driven many times when suddenly she saw a bright flash of light in the sky sparked through her car windshield and over correcting the steering wheel, her car rolled into the ditch on the road across and flipped several times until it came a stop as Emily saw in 3 inches of muddy water on the roof of her car.
Groaning, Emily was thankful she had on her seatbelt as she hung upside down.
Wow!
She frowned as she looked around; who said that?
What happened?
"Okay, this is freaking me out right now, who is this?" She said out loud.
Huh? Did someone just say something?
Emily looked again, where did that voice come from?
"Hello? Who are you?" Emily called out.
Um, I'm here and who are you?
"Okay, this is not funny at all, I'm a federal agent and I'm carrying a gun. Show yourself now!"
A fed huh? Well, I've been a fed a couple of times.
Emily frowned as she realized the voice was in her head!
"Great, I must have hit my head too hard…" she looked down at her seat and began to unbuckle from the seatbelt and before she was ready she fell up hard on her head!
"Ouch!"
Ouch! That really hurt!
Emily began to scramble as she righted herself out upright until she was kneeling on the roof of her car, "You felt that bump?"
Damn right! And it really hurt, what exactly are you doing?
"Getting out of this seatbelt, and out of my car." She said as she began to kick the window hard a couple of times until it finally shattered.
You know, I can feel my calf muscles hurting!
"You know, you can shut the hell up, I'm trying to get out!" She muttered as she crawled out of the window and began to climb up the grassy hill.
Hey, where are you going?
"Up, and getting help."
Oh.
Pulling her cell phone, she began to dial 911 and called for the police and reported an accident and a towing company.
Hey, how come I can see everything you can?
"I don't know and I don't know why I'm talking to you...to myself."
Who are you anyways? How did I come to be in here, wherever here is?
"My name is Emily Prentiss, like I told you earlier, I'm a federal agent and I work for the BAU."
What's a BAU?
She sighed, "Behavioral Analysis Unit."
Oh…What's that mean?
"It's where we study the minds of serial killers and solve murders."
Emily found herself laughing which was actually him laughing, seriously? You guys study the minds of serial killers? Does it really work?
She frowned at the voice of her head, "Yes, it works and yes we catch them based on what we gather from the evidences the UnSubs usually leaves behind on their victims."
UnSubs, what the heck is that? And unfinished sub sandwich? He and Emily laughed again.
"Will you stop it? Every time you laugh, it makes me laugh and I'm not in the mood to laugh. UnSub is what we called Unknown subject. Killer we don't know."
Oh, I guess that makes sense.
"So, who are you? And what are you doing in my head? How did you get in my head, anways?" Emily asked as she sat down on the curb by the road, waiting for the police.
My name's Dean Winchester, my brother Sam and I are from Kansas. We're hunters.
"Hunters? Like deer?" She asked.
They laughed, No, not that kind, we hunt demons.
Emily arched her brows, "Did you just say demons as in ghosts and devils?"
I know you don't believe in that kind of stuff but they do exist.
Emily looked skeptically, "Whatever you say. So how did you end up in my head and where is your brother?"
I don't know. We were in a house looking for a demon when I fell into a hole and next thing I know I was in some darkness and then I heard your voice and whoosh! My head was spinning around and I found myself upside down in your car.
Emily then stood up when she saw flashing lights. "Well, here comes the state trooper."
When the trooper came out of the cruiser, he looked at Emily and using his flashlight, shone on her as she showed him her credentials and explained to him what happened. He nodded his head as he began to write down her statement.
"So, …Pr..?"
"Agent Prentiss," Emily frowned at him.
"Yeah, Agent Prentiss, looks cut and dry here, you had an accident when you saw a bright light and you roll your car down the ditch."
Emily narrowed her eyes at the state trooper, "You believe me, don't you?" He was staring at her strangely as he began to opened his mouth…
Hey, hey! This is not a state trooper! Emily! Run! Run!
Emily heard this Dean Winchester in her head yelling in her head.
"What? What is going on?" Emily saw the trooper's eyes glowing red and his teeth began to sharpen but she didn't bother to stay and look as she ran as fast as she could! "What the hell is going on, Dean? What is that thing?"
I don't know but I'm guessing it's connected to my case, just keep running.
She was still running as she listened to the voice called Dean, "Your case?"
Hey, we work just as hard as you feds and we kill demons. He said heatedly.
"Okay, okay. No need to get so touchy…you guys do it legally, right?"
There was a pause.
"Dean?"
Well, we kill demons. He repeated.
"Legally?"
Well…
Emily was beginning to slow down as she was getting a stitch on the side of her stomach, "Okay, maybe you should not say anymore. I don't need to know."
He laughed making Emily laughed as she panted at the same time as she pause and looked back and saw that she was alone on the road.
"Looks like we've lost whatever it was…what was it?"
A vampire.
"Huh, seriously?"
Yeah, they do exist.
She placed her hands on the top of her knees as she bent over as she caught her breath. "At this point, I'm believing." She nodded.
Look, I need you to call Sam. He rattled off a set of numbers.
She pulled her phone out and began to dial it.
"Hello?" Sam Winchester answered.
"Uh, this is Emily Prentiss, I'm calling from Virginia. I know you don't know who I am but hear me out, I have …uh…your brother Dean in my head right now."
Silence.
"Hello?"
Tell him about the hunt for the vampire hunter who turned into a vampire Gordon Walker!
"Who?" Emily asked Dean.
Just tell him, Emily!
"Okay, okay, quit yelling, I can hear you perfectly. Er, Sam…you brother Dean, well he's in my head and if you don't believe me he says to tell you about this vampire killer…"
Hunter! Dean exclaimed.
"Hunter…got it." Emily rushed in. "Vampire hunter called Gordon Walker and he's a vampire now. I mean I don't know who he is but your brother does and he is in my head and is so damn annoying. Is he always like this?"
Sam chuckled on the other end of the line, "Well that sounds like him but what and how did he end up uh..in your head?"
Emily quickly told Sam the circumstances of how his brother ended up in her head and at the moment she was running from a vampire.
"So, as you can see, I don't know what to think of all of this." She said.
"Okay, I thought I had heard it all but this is a new one to me too. Um, I really don't know what to do either." Sam said.
Tell him to call Bobby!
"Who's Bobby?" Emily asked Dean.
"What?" Sam asked, "How do you know Bobby?"
"I don't know this Bobby! And I'm getting a headache." Emily was rubbing her forehead.
Yeah, I'm feeling it too but tell Sam to call Bobby first.
"Okay, okay, stop nagging like an old lady. Sam, your brother wants you to call this Bobby."
"Okay, I'll do that." Sam agreed as he hung up.
Emily tucked her phone back into her pocket and began scanning the road but it was dark as there were no vehicles on either way.
"I need to get home and get into a hot bath and bed. And hopefully when I wake up tomorrow this is all a friggin' dream."
Me too. Hey, I wonder if …never mind.
"What?"
Emily could sense him smiling and she could hear his thoughts and it was not nice thoughts as it was about baths and naked female bodies…
"Oh no, you're not! I change my mind!" Emily said grumpily as she thought about foregoing her beloved nightly baths whenever she was home from field works.
Shoulders sagged, she kept walking as she saw some lights in the distance; buildings.
Four hours later, she was home; she had managed to walk to the nearest gas station which was still opened and had called for a cab and took her all the way home.
Back in her beloved apartment and cat, Sergio had hissed at her and went into hiding as soon as she came in, Emily felt hurt at his hostile greeting, "Well, that's unusual, he'd usually come and greet me."
She shrugged as she stood up and went into her bed room and turned on the lights and stood in front the cheval mirror and was about to unbutton her shirt when she heard him whistled
Hot damn! I think I'd died and this is my second life! Thank you karma!
Emily paused her actions as she looked at her reflections, "Are you looking at me?"
Hell yes! He grinned; she could tell he was doing it. Damn, Emily, you're a friggin' babe! How did I get so lucky landing into your head of all heads! He started to laugh.
Emily was laughing as well.
"I wish you stop doing it, it makes me look like an idiot."
Just then her phone was ringing, Emily picked it up from her dresser and looked at the Caller ID and saw that it was a Bobby Singer.
"Prentiss." She answered.
"Is this Emily Prentiss?" A gruffy masculine voice asked.
"Yes."
"I'm Bobby, I was told to call you and I'm a little confused, I was also told Dean is in your head?" he asked her skeptically. "How is that possible?"
Once again, Emily explained to him how it all began.
"That flash of light?"
"Yes" She nodded.
"What color is it?"
"White."
"Uh huh." He muttered.
What does it mean?
"Does it have some significance?" Emily asked Bobby.
"I don't know." Bobby admitted.
"He doesn't know."Emily told Dean.
"Huh?" Bobby asked.
"I just told Dean what you just said." Emily informed him.
"Oh, okay. So, he's in your head now?"
"Yes, and he is annoying."
Bobby laughed, "That's Dean"
What's he saying?
"He's saying you're a pain in the ass." Emily said.
I'm not! Dean exclaimed.
Bobby laughed again. "This has got to be an interesting conversation."
"You have no idea, Bobby." Emily said.
Could you ask Bobby if Sam knew where my body is?
"Uh, Bobby, Dean wants to know if Sam knew where his body is?"
"Yeah, it's in New Orleans, Louisiana."
"Did you just say New Orleans?" Emily asked Bobby.
That's where Sam and I were when I fell in that hole! Dean exclaimed.
"Why?" Bobby asked Emily.
"Well, I…well my team just came back from there today." She explained.
"Your team?" Bobby asked. "What do you do?"
"I'm an FBI agent."
"No kidding?" Bobby exclaimed. "Legally?"
Emily stared at her phone, "Why do I get the feeling you guys have impersonated us before?"
"I'm not saying anything." Bobby denied.
Emily arched her brow, "That's what Dean said too."
What did I said? Emily? Bobby?
"Be quiet Dean."Emily told him.
Bobby laughed again, "Tell him I'll have Sam get his body out of the house and keep it safe."
"Okay, Bobby." Emily nodded.
"Dean, Bobby wants you to know he'll have Sam keep your body safe."
Okay. Dean nodded in head.
"So Emily," Bobby began.
"Yeah, Bobby?"
"Can he see you?"
"If I look at myself in the mirror, yes." She replied, she didn't tell him what Dean had said as she grinned.
What is he asking? Dean inquired.
"None of your business, Dean."
"What about if you use the facilities?" Bobby asked her, she could hear him grinning.
"Oh my god!" Emily exclaimed. "I never even thought about that! That is going to be so awkward!"
Bobby began to laugh, "I'll talk to you two…well, one of you some time then." He then hung up.
Emily placed her phone on the dresser and sat down, covering her face with her hands.
Hey, it's dark, what happened? What did Bobby say to you? Emily? Talk to me?
Emily rubbed her face with her hands, "He wants to know what would happened if I have to use the bathroom?
Dean began to laugh…and laugh…
Emily began to laugh…and laugh….."It's not funny, Dean!"
Oh yes, it is, Emily! Dean replied as he and Emily continued to laugh.
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End of Chapter 1
