Amber was close to him now. Dean could see her black satin dress more up close. The perfume she wore was overpowering. "Amber please. You don't want to kill me. Be a better person than I am okay? Don't throw your life away by killing me". Dean practically begged.
"We could have had something special in High School, Dean. But, you never gave me a chance. Neither did anyone else and because of that, you all have to die". Anger flashed in her eyes and something else, a red glare in them.
"Amber, what do you have planned?" Dean asked. He was slowly trying to get his wrists out of the ropes. Then from there he could get out his gun. The gun he carried had rock-salt rounds used to hold back spirits, witches, and the like.
"Let's just say it's going to be one heck of an explosion. It was easy to find the right kind of bomb to do the job". she said.
Sam had found the room Dean and Amber were in. They were both busy talking and hadn't heard Sam sneak into the room. He walked slowly behind Amber and surprised her. "I doubt you'll be doing anymore killing". Sam said.
Amber whirled around just in time to see Sam stab her with a hunting knife. Amber choked out "How could you do this to me?" as blood began to pour out, she then collapsed to the ground.
Sam rushed to untie Dean "You okay Dude? Sorry couldn't be here before there was chaos downstairs".
Dean got up. "Doesn't matter now. You saved me and that's what is important. Now we've got lives that need to be saved". he told Sam about the bomb. Using his Angel senses, he had a pretty good idea where the bomb was. "But first, we gotta figure out where to put Amber". but when he and Sam looked towards Amber she was already gone. But she had left a trail of her blood.
The next few days...
Sam and Dean went to the special Memorial Service that their School held for Amber. Several of her friends spoke out for her. While Sam and Dean stood back and was no body of Amber to be put on display. Instead they had a nice portrait of her up. Sam and Dean had figured that Amber had crawled off to somewhere and had died there. One Teacher came up to speak about her.
"Seems like some people liked Amber. She was a good student, had some friends, why the need to become obsessed with me like she did?" Dean asked Sam.
"Don't know. Maybe it was because she found you the charming handsome Prince".Teased Sam.
"I'm no Prince". Dean mouthed back.
"According to her you were. And she thought she would get to be with you forever". said Sam smirking. "Almost like a Romeo and Juliet story".
Dean scowled at his brother "Shut up, Bitch".
Sam had to roll his eyes. He was only kidding. Why did Dean have to be such a jerk?
"Whatever, Jerk". he snapped back.
After the Service was over and they paid their respects, Sam and Dean both went back home. Dean invited Sam in for a drink and a sandwich, which Sam had accepted. When they got in, they found Maggie upset and crying.
"Mags? What is wrong?" Dean asked concerned. He had joined her on the couch.
"I can't find Emma Dean! I went to go get her at School today, but the Teacher said someone else using my name and body went in, got her, and then took her!" the last few words came out in choked gasps.
"That Tramp! I thought we had killed her!" said Dean. Anger was already boiling inside of him and he seemed to be seething.
"Rock-Salt only holds Witch's back some. It doesn't kill them." Sam said. Judging by the way Amber used her powers he assumed she was a Witch. "What we need to do is burn her at a stake".
"I'm going to help you two. I'm going to help you two bring her down!" Maggie's eyes flashed with sudden anger.
Amber took Emma and brought her to her apartment. "If I take the gag off, can you promise not to scream?" she asked the little girl.
Emma nodded but was terrified. She wanted both Mommy and Daddy! When the girl took the gag out, Emma asked "Please don't hurt me!"
It was obvious the girl was scared. And, she was cute, Amber thought. "It's not you that I want to hurt; I kidnapped you because it would hurt your Daddy".
Emma "Are you going to kill me?" her eyes widened in fear.
"If you behave, and if all goes well, and if I get my way, you'll survive. If not, I'll have no choice but to kill you". Amber said suddenly smirking.
Emma gulped. "Why do you hate Daddy so much?"
Amber "Let's just say he's done me wrong in School and he's about to find out what real pain is like". she got out her cell so she could call Dean.
