Nine Years Later:
Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what's to come.
- The Wonder Years television show
Dean Winchester looked up from the newspaper he was reading. He was scanning for articles that could be supernatural related. He was working his own case without Dad and Sam, well Sam was at Stanford being a college kid. John was really pissed the day Sam told him he didn't want to hunt. John told him if he walks out, that he should never come back. Dean agreed, Sam was wrong to walk out on his family.
Dean was twenty six, and he was already an almost better hunter than his father. John learned him well in his younger years. Dean has killed a lot of supernatural things since he was seventeen. He was going to take on a case about a killer. It seemed to be supernatural because the article said that it showed no signs of entry in the house. No fingerprints, and no evidence. It sounded ghost related.
Dean went to the Impala, soon to be his Impala. Dad is gone, absent, and it's his for now. Dean was getting worried about John. What if something happened to him? Dean tried to ignore that thought. Dean made sure his weapons were all fully loaded for the hunt. The ghost is a woman. She was a widow and she got lonely and killed herself. Dean thought that was sad, that she got that lonely that she longed for death.
He drove out to the cemetery. He grabbed his duffel bag and his shovel and he searched for her grave. He heard leaves rustle behind him. He turned around scanning the cemetery for any signs of anyone or anything around him. He didn't see anything. He kept looking and then he heard it again. He was getting annoyed, he held his gun up and pointed it at nothing. He saw movement in the distance. It was a young woman. She didn't look like the description of the ghost, but he took no chances. He took his rock salt shotgun and fired at her and she yelped and fell back. She didn't disappear. Did he just shoot someone with rock salt?
"Oh shit." He said and he ran over to the woman. She was laying down and wincing at the pain that the rock salt caused on her chest.
"Who in the hell are you?" She yelled.
"Mam, I'm sorry, I didn't..." He started but she interrupted.
"I'm not a damn ghost. You're a hunter. " She said to him. Dean wondered who she was now.
"I can see that now, and yes I am, are you?" He asked and helped her up. The moonlight shined on her face and he didn't even have to ask who she was, he knew.
Alyssa?" Dean asked in shock. It was really her, it was his teenage crush that he had so long ago. She looked at him and then he could see realization come over her face.
"Dean Winchester. It's been a long time." She said. Dean smirked and took a good look at her. She hadn't gotten much taller. She was still shorter than him. She still had those beautiful brown eyes and long brown hair. She had it curled, and he liked the way the curls fell on her shoulders. She got a good look at him too. She thought that he looked really sexy. He had his hair the same way as back then ,it was just darker. He had a handsome face, and he had short stubble on his face. He grew up to be handsome as hell.
"It sure has."Dean said and licked his lips.
"You're hunting her. The ghost." She said.
"Yep. I thought you were her. I'm sorry. You will need some ice for that." He said gesturing towards her chest.
"I know, it's okay. I've been hurt worse." She said and then pulled up her shirt and right at her stomach, she had a big scar from what it looked like a knife.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Demon." She sighed. He was mad all of a sudden. Demons were so evil, he wanted to kill every one of them.
"Well, Dean. It was nice seeing you. But I gotta get going." Alyssa said and started walking in the other direction.
"Hey, wait. Don't you wanna finish the case with me?" Dean asked with hope in his voice. They could at least catch up, or something.
"Nah. I work alone." She laughed and she disappeared into the night. Dean stood there shocked. That girl turned him down. She smiled and thought to himself that she sure did grow up to be a babe.
He found the grave, and he started digging and salt and burned the ghost that was causing all the trouble.
"So long." Dean said while watching the fire.
