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"So what have you got" Dean asked as he walked out of the bathroom of the hotel, after having a shower
"Vengeance demon," Sam replied, "maybe,"
"Where the hell do these things keep coming from," Dean laughed at his own pun, Sam smiled politely
"Apparently, according to this, a Vengeance demon can be born from a horrific suicide or death or changed by a higher demon" Sam smiled amusingly at his brother,
"What," Dean asked quizzically
"Apparently it all started with Eve," Sam laughed
"Eve, who?" Dean asked, Sam allowed his brother a few more minutes to understand "oh, you mean garden of Eden, Adam and Eve, who ate the apple"
"Can you think of a woman, who would be more pissed off with men," they both laughed
"How are you sure it's not just a malevolence spirit," Dean asked, as he used the towel to dry his hair, then ran a ran though it
"Well, Louise said it identified itself as a vengeance demon,"
"And that is why Louise is strapped to a bed in a psych ward," Dean sighed at Sam's glare, "geez, loosen up Sammy, you're so serious all the time, alright we'll search the records for any suicides or deaths,"
"Already have, two years ago, a girl jumps off the top of her school, breaks her neck on impact, guess which school."
"Waterloo West," Dean smiled
"Exactly," Sam responded nodding,
"So we go back start asking questions see that we can't dig something up," Dean smiled at his own joke.
"No need to do any digging, literally anyway, when they are turned their bodies reanimate, so salting and burning is out of the question," Sam told his brother
"So how do we frigging kill it?"
"Usually a large pendent, it says holds there soul and power, destroy that, destroy the demon,"
"Sounds easy enough," Dean replied, grabbing the keys off the bedside table.
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"So how was your first day," Lorraine asked as Joanne walked through the door,
"Alright," she replied, contemplating whether or not to tell her sister who she had run into
"Here watch this," Lorraine knelt on the floor Mary stood in front of her holding onto her mother's hands, Lorraine let them go Mary stood wobbly on her legs for a few seconds, then took a few steps before falling back to the floor landing on her padded bum, she crawled over to the table, using it to hoist herself up, then squealed with delight,
"Well who's a cleaver girl then," Joanne picked her up, Mary let out a little laugh, and her chubby fingers went straight for the necklace that caught her attention, Joanne wrestled the toddler for it before placing her in the cot, while Lorraine got up and walked into the kitchen
"Did you hear about those boys," Lorraine called out from where she made what felt like her 50th cup of coffee that day,
"What boys," Joanne asked, as she entered the kitchen and sat on one of the stools at the bench, surely she didn't mean Dean and Sam,
"Those boys from your school, they were murdered there a few days ago, it's in the paper," Lorraine shoved the paper she had gotten of Patty in her sisters face, Joanne grabbed it and started to read the page, "you might want to watch your back," Lorraine warned her, "that sounded more sinister than I intended,"
"So that's what they were doing there," she said absentmindedly, not even hearing her sister's remark
"That's what who was doing there," Lorraine asked, Joanne took a deep breath, she really had to watch what she said
"Dean and Sam were there, they must have been investigating this," she said tapping the paper with one finger
"They think that it's something supernatural," Lorraine replied, as they headed back into the lounge room, Lorraine handing a biscuit to Mary and then sat down "did you talk to them,"
"Evidently, and Yes I spoke to them," Joanne told her, Lorraine looked at Mary, she was trying to pull the mobile down, "that must have been why they were at the pub last night"
"How is he," she said quietly
"We didn't talk for long, but from what I could tell he looked fine," Lorraine smiled at the memory of how fine he looked, "why don't you call him,"
"I did," Lorraine replied,
"When?" Joanne asked astonished
"This morning,"
"Well what did he say?"
"'Hello'" Lorraine told her
"Hello? Well what else did he say," Joanne was literally on the edge of her seat
"Nothing, I hung up," Joanne slumped back and let out an over-exaggerated sigh
"God damn it Lorraine"
"Hey at least I let him answer this time," Joanne nodded in agreement, she had to at least give her points for that, Lorraine got up off the lounge and picked up Mary, pulling her head back to avoid the squelchy biscuit covered hand that tried to grab at her face "time for a bath," she sang as she walked her out of the room.
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With Mary bathed and settled in bed, Lorraine sat in her study, across from Mary's room, the only light was from the monitor of her computer screen, Joanne was down stairs watching a movie, Lorraine had to finish her assignment, and e-mail it to the university before she could go to sleep. She kept getting distracted from the news of the boys from the school, she finally gave up and opened the police database, punching in her random number sequence, that temporarily disabled passwords, she soon had the report on the screen, skimming the reports, she found out that 17 year old, Louise Harris was the one that found the bodies, and the police main suspect, Loraine shuddered when she read about the condition that the boys were found, and it didn't take Lorraine long to work out that there was something more sinister than a scorned teenage girl out for revenge, she closed the window that had the police file, she didn't need to see the photo's of the crime scene, she didn't want to either, and went back to trying to write her paper on 'Abnormal behavior and the human response', But it didn't take long until thoughts of Dean filled her mind, making it hard to concentrate, even though it was her that that cut him out of her life, it still broke her heart that she couldn't let him back in, she looked at the phone, that sat on the desk as if it was mocking her, daring her to pick it up and make the call, she knew that she should, but it was her pride and fear, that stopped her, like it had every other time,
"Lorraine someone's at the door," Joanne called out
"Lazy bitch," Lorraine said to herself as she left the room and went down the stairs, to greet her visitor, she looked though the window, and saw a teenage girl, about 18 years old, and she opened the door
"Hi, my names Michelle, my car broke down, you mind if I use your phone," the brunette smiled sweetly, Lorraine looked behind the girl and saw the car, it's hood open, then looked back at the girl, it was a warm night, so Lorraine didn't feel guilty about asking her to wait outside while she grabbed the cordless phone for her, she learnt enough to know that even sweet looking teenage girls, might not be who you think they are, Michele made the call, then Lorraine decided to sit outside with her while they waited for the tow truck to arrive,
"I'm sorry, about not inviting you in, the place is a mess," Lorraine lied
"That's alright, I'm just glad you could help me out," she replied, "so, is your husband home, maybe he could work out what's wrong with my car,"
"Ah, no, sorry, no husband," Lorraine answered,
"oh, sorry, I say the pram near the door and just assumed," before Lorraine knew it she was telling her all about Dean, about how she had left him when she found out she was pregnant, because she didn't think that he would have stuck around to long after he found out anyway,
"men hey," The teenager replied, Lorraine could hear the resentfulness in her voice, and smile at the thought of how much this young girl could know, "do you think about getting revenge," this surprised Lorraine a bit, and she hoped that the her face didn't betray her
"Ah, No, never," she replied, suddenly getting a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach,
"That's too bad," she replied quietly, Lorraine only just heard her, Lorraine tried to think of some good reason to excuse herself, and almost sighed out loud when she heard Mary crying,
"I'm sorry, but I better go see to her, she's teething at the moment," Lorraine explained,
"no worries, thanks again for letting me use your phone," Lorraine smiled then rushed inside, locking the door behind her, then went up to Mary, she picked up the little girl and carried her into the study, looking out the window, the car was gone.
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"So do you know why she did it," Sam sat in front of a group of giggly girls, at the local teenage hang out, Dean was at the school checking for any more leads as to where they might find this demon, they had separated just over an hour and a half ago,
"Well, apparently this guy she liked started spreading rumors," one of them said
"I heard that she was having an affair with one of the teachers, and when she threatened to expose him; he pushed her off the roof," another one said
"But we didn't really know her that well," they said in union almost as if it was practiced,
"ok then," he said as he got up from the table, glad that the interview was over, if he had to sit there any longer he wasn't sure if he could be held responsible for his actions "thanks," he walked off, it was the sixth group he had spoken too, all saying the same, he looked around the diner and noticed a girl looking back at him, practically staring a hole right though him, he walked towards her and she darted outside, Sam followed her, when he got out side and glanced around the dark car park, he couldn't see her anywhere and was just about to walk back inside when a voice stopped him
"You're asking about Michelle aren't you?"
"Did you know her," Sam asked, the girl nodded
"She was my best friend," she replied
"Can you tell me what happened?" Sam asked
"She wasn't having an affair, and she wasn't pushed," the girl started, "she went out with this guy that she liked, and when she wouldn't sleep with him he started spreading rumors about her, obviously they broke up, and he started seeing this other girl, who had the reputation of a town bike, Michelle was devastated, when she found out, she came round to see, and" the girls eyes moistened and her voice became thick, Sam could tell that she was holding herself back from crying, "she swore that she would get revenge then the next morning, I got a phone call from her mother telling me that they had found, Michelle's body in the school car park, and she had killed herself" Sam suddenly felt very panicked for Dean, he was after this thing, and with his brothers past record with woman, if this thing was seeking revenge on men, then Dean could very well be a target, "you think she's responsible for what's happened lately,"
"That's impossible, isn't it, she's dead," Sam said hoping he sounded sympathetic, he had learnt by now that sometimes the truth was a lot harder to explain, and the other person to accept
"I've seen enough movies about revengeful spirits, some things gotta be true about them," the girl said
"No I don't think so, Thanks for talking to me, I gotta go," He took off towards the car, pulling his phone out, trying to contact Dean, he answered on the first ring,
"Dean you gotta get out of there," Sam said into the phone, as he got behind the wheel of the impala,
"I'm a bit busy at the moment Sam, you'll have to call back later," then the phone cut out, Sam put his foot down and sped the short distance to the school.
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Dean didn't like the feeling of being circled, especially by some crazed demon out for revenge; he stood in the center of the stage in the auditorium, turning in circles to keep the woman in sight,
"Don't worry, I can't hurt you," it said, but it still didn't make Dean fell any better, he could see the large red pendent that hang around her neck,
"So you're the vengeance bitch," Dean asked
"You may call me Michelle," the brunette replied, in an almost vivacious way
"look, Michelle," he gave a small taunting laugh "I'm sorry, that some guy fucked you over, really I am," Dean said, hoping to buy some time, for what he didn't know, Maybe it was telling the truth that it wasn't going to hurt him, but he wasn't going to start believing these things now, She let out a small intimidating laugh
"You Dean, Your sorry," Dean looked at her with surprise "yes Dean I know all about you, I make it my business to keep an eye on the heartless ones," the last two words sprayed from her mouth like poison, "but like I said I can't hurt you, I don't repay vengeance for myself, I help those coward little woman who can't do it for themselves," it always gave her a bit of a buzz, to see the men respond with shock, she didn't actually know anything about him, only what Lorraine had told her, when she had seen him walking down the stairs she knew right away who he was, she felt the same feeling when she had drove past Lorraine's house, that was the extent of her supernatural powers, there was a strange and powerful aurora that heartbroken woman emitted, it was how she found them, and the men that had broken their hearts,
"Why do it?" Dean asked,
"Why?" she said a little too loudly, "do you have any idea how it feels, to have your heart ripped out of your chest,"
"What, literally?" Dean smirked, Michelle ignored him and continued
"to have all you feelings thrown out in the open, to be mocked day in and day out, until you just can't take it anymore," she yelled, then added quietly, "do you even know how to love," Dean thought about Lorraine, "ah, so that's who it is, maybe I should pay her a visit," she smiled at the look on his face, she loved how easy it was to get them riled up, how easy it was to make them think that she could read their minds and knew what they were thinking, she loved manipulating them like they were puppets on strings
"You stay away from her," Dean growled, "she walked out on me anyway,"
"Oh, do I hear yearning? Affection? Questioning?" She replied, Dean said nothing, he didn't know what to say, he had no idea why Lorraine had just left, he remembered the fight in the hospital after he had been shot, and then after she had been taken by her father, back at the hospital, the nurses tended to their wounds, when they had finished he went looking for Lorraine only to be told she was fine and had left about an hour before, they went to Missouri's but unless she lied to them Lorraine wasn't there, soon, after weeks of trying to call, her number was disconnected, and it wasn't until that first email from Joanne, knowing that she was still alive, he stopped trying to contact her and trying to care, "let's have a look shall we," she smirked, as she placed a hand on Deans chest, Dean winced as he waited for the pain but there was none, "interesting," Michelle mused, "so you do have feelings, and strong ones to," she said pulling her hand away, blowing on it as if Deans chest had been on fire, "but I can still see why she walked away"
"Well that makes one of us, so why don't you enlighten me,"
"Because you're just like any other male, cold and gutless," she yelled her face just inches from his
"Oh, get over yourself," Dean replied, he spotted Sam "So what? The guy was an areshole, move on, get over it, I'm sure you can find something better to do,"
"No I think, I'll go and see what Lorraine has to say," Dean lunged for her, and tackled her to the ground, he grabbed the pendent and ripped the chain from her neck, and tossed it to Sam
"Nooo" the demon screamed, "don't please don't." it begged, Sam swung the pendent around his head a couple of times then hit it into the wall, it shattered into thousands of little pieces, the demon started to laugh piercingly, Dean, stunned, released his grip, they stood up, "nice tackle Dean," she turned to face Sam, "you know I really liked that necklace," she glanced at both of them as she continued "little boys really shouldn't play grown up games," she laughed again, "and they shouldn't believe everything they read,"
"Well maybe this will work," Dean said drawing his gun, Michelle smiled sinisterly
"I really would love to stay and play, but you know what they say women to see, men to kill, oh and remember Dean be nice, I will be watching you," before Dean could fire the gun she disappeared from the room
"You ok," Sam asked as he walked over to his brother,
"Nothing like a women scorned hey," Dean replied, they both laughed quietly as they walked up the steps "you think we'll see her again,"
"oh guaranteed," Sam replied, "but unfortunately we'll just have to wait, till she strikes again, so to say," Dean looked annoyed at that, he hated not being able to finish a job, "So where to now," Sam had been there longer than what his brother had known, and was wondering if what the demon had said affected his brother, he knew that he wasn't as tough as he liked to make out that he was,
"I think I've got some things to sort out," Dean said, Sam smiled to himself hoping he meant what he thought he did.
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