Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or the characters. However I do own the AU verse and the OCs. The universe of Silthrims and Royalia are mine. Some dialogues used in this chapter are also based on the ones used in the original show along with many of my own - to fit things into the storyline.

The story is UnBeta'd as of now.

A/N : Hi everyone,

So here's a quicker update and finally the end to Bloody Mary. Phew! So I guess I am a scaredy-cat, but, it sent chills down my spine every time I had to watch this. So, yeah, am so glad that it's over. Some of you had wanted me to write on this episode. Hope I didn't disappoint you much. I really hope you guys aren't getting bored to death. Anyways, I really wish that you like it. Next update might take a while 'coz I haven't really figured the episode I'm going to tackle next. I could go with Skin or directly jump to Home. So I am a bit spoilt for choice or rather, I'm a bit confused. So, yeah, it'd take a little while longer… Sorry in advance and once again thanks for reading!

Happy reading…

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Bloody Mary II

"All right Charlie. We need to know what happened" Dean said evenly. They had finished covering the windows and mirrors.

"We were in the bathroom. Donna said it." Charlie was trembling. She didn't want to die.

"That's not what we're talking about. Something happened, didn't it? In your life … a secret … where someone got hurt? Can you tell us about it?" Dean knew he was pushing her but it had to be done…

Tears rolled down her cheeks even as her lips trembled. "I had this boyfriend. I loved him. But he kind of scared me too, you know? And one night, at his house, we got in this fight. Then I broke up with him, and he got upset, and he said he needed me and he loved me, and he said Charlie, if you walk out that door right now, I'm gonna kill myself. And you know what I said? I said Go ahead. …And I left. How could I say that? …How could I leave him like that? I just…I didn't believe him, you know? I should have…"

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"You know her boyfriend killing himself, that's not really Charlie's fault." Dean knows exactly what is going on through Sammy's turbulent mind.

Sam is of course unmoved. "You know as well as I do spirits don't exactly see shades of gray, Dean. Charlie had a secret, someone died, that's good enough for Mary."

"I guess."

"You know, I've been thinking. It might not be enough to just smash that mirror."

"Why, what do you mean?"

"Well Mary's hard to pin down, right? I mean she moves around from mirror to mirror so who's to say that she's not just gonna keep hiding in them forever? So maybe we should try to pin her down, you know, summon her to her mirror and then smash it."

"Well how do you know that's going to work?" Matt hated the tensed air that seemed to hang about them nowadays.

"I don't, not for sure."

"Well who's gonna summon her?" Matt asked incredulously… I mean, who would be stupid enough to summon her?

"I will. She'll come after me."

The moment the words left Sammy's mouth, the twins' knew it was going to get ugly.

"You know what, that's it." Dean was pissed…he was actually beyond pissed. He pulled the car over. "This is about Jessica, isn't it? You think that's your dirty little secret that you killed her somehow? Sam, this has got to stop, man. I mean, the nightmares and calling her name out in the middle of the night—it's gonna kill you. Now listen to me—It wasn't your fault. If you wanna blame something, then blame the thing that killed her. Or hell, why don't you take a swing at me? I mean I'm the one that dragged you away from her in the first place."

"I don't blame you."

"Well you shouldn't blame yourself, because there's nothing you could've done."

"I could've warned her."

"ABOUT WHAT? You didn't know what was gonna happen! And besides, all of this isn't a secret, I mean I know all about it. It's not gonna work with Mary anyway."

"No you don't."

"I don't what?"

"You don't know all about it. I haven't told you everything."

Dean couldn't help the rise of his brows and the twins were taken aback.

Well, that's a new, Matt frowned. Trust Sammy to have secrets all the time…

"What are you talking about?" Dean, of course, was not letting go so easily.

"Well it wouldn't really be a secret if I told you, would it?"

The twins waited for the outburst from Dean… Sammy deserved it this time…

Dean was taken aback with the revelation but he had made his mind. "No. I don't like it. It's not gonna happen, forget it."

"Dean that girl back there is going to die unless we do something about it. And you know what? Who knows how many more people are gonna die after that? Now we're doing this. You've got to let me do this."

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"Where do you think you're going?" Dean raised his eyebrows at Matt, even as Sam started working on the locks. "You're staying here."

"No ways, Dean!" Matt knew he sounded like petulant kid, but, he didn't really care. Ryan kept quite. Thankfully, the lock gave way that exact same time. Crisis averted. They followed Sam in – of course, the Winchester luck never left them.

Dean scowled at the room full of mirrors. "Well…that's just great." He pulled out the picture of Mary's dead body to look at the mirror. "All right let's start looking." He nodded to Sam. "I said you're not coming!"

"Oh come on, De, you could sure use some extra pairs of eyes."

Dean sighed. "Okay but stay close, got it?

"Crystal, boss" Matt gave him a mock salute. Ryan couldn't help the eye roll… and even though it was dark, he was sure Sammy and Dean were doing the same. They split up. Matt went with Sammy while Ryan went with Dean.

The whole place seemed eerie – the darkness lending a creepy air to it. Maybe I was better off in the car...Matt wasn't feeling very brave at the moment. Of course he would never say that… he could never give his brothers the satisfaction… NEVER...but he didn't want to lose his eyes… not like this…

"Maybe they've already sold it." Dean's voice cuts through his thoughts.

Yeah, God, please let them have sold it… He bumped into Sam who studying a mirror with great concentration. Don't Sammy, don't say it….

"I don't think so." Sam answered back shining his light at the mirror in front of them. Damn, Sammy!

Dean walked over to them, pulling out that damned paper again. "That's it….phew…" Now came the hard part. "You sure 'bout this?"

Sam handed him the flashlight and walked closer to the mirror. Dean and Ryan followed. Matt sighed.

"Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary… Bloody Mary"

And nothing… Matt let out a pent up breath that he had been holding even as Sam exchanged a look with Dean. Dean gave him a Hey-don't-look-at-me-I'm-not-experienced-at-this-either-geek look. Sam tightened his grip on the crowbar.

A sudden light caught their attention.

"What's that?" Ryan frowned.

"I'll go check that out. Stay here, be careful."

"I'll come with you, Dean." Matt followed his eldest brother… To watch his back, of course, it has nothing to do with being scared…nothing at all…

"Smash anything that moves", Dean called back, even as Ryan and Sammy steadied their crowbars. They walked stealthily to the source…headlights…
"Crap" Dean wasn't happy. "Stay down, Matt." He walked outside and was faced by two officers.

"Hold it."

Dean raised his hands in the air. "Wo… wo … whoa… guys, false alarm, I tripped the system."

"Who are you?"

"I'm the boss's kid." Dean said smugly.

"You're Mister Yamashiro's kid?"

Great… Dean forced a smile. Just great.

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Ryan had a cold feeling creeping down his spine even as the hair on the back of neck started rising… "She's here…" he muttered to no one in particular. Sam heard him, though, and also caught a movement in the periphery of his vision - he smashed the mirror with his crowbar. Ryan could hear her move into the next one and he smashed it with all his might, while Sam moved to Mary's mirror. He nodded to Ryan, who moved to the other end, smashing mirrors on his way.

"Come on. Come into this one." Sam looked at his reflection. Nothing happened and then his reflection smiled back. Sam scowled, but, before he could do anything more, he found that he could not breathe, a trickle of blood leaking out of his eye. Panic surged through him. He tried to call Ry, but no sound came out…the crowbar clattered to the ground even as he clutched at his heart, struggling to find air…

It's your fault. You killed her. You killed Jessica. You never told her the truth—who you really were.

Sam fell to the ground, the pain suffocating him…

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Ryan felt the air around him grow colder… he heard something clatter to the ground…Sammy…

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Matt crawled close enough to be able to hear them

"Like I said, I was adopted."

"Yeah", the officer almost snorted.

Dean, you moron… But at least he had their undivided attention… Matt crawled out further.

"You know, I just—I really don't have time for this right now." Dean drawled out as he punched the cop in front even as he heard the Oomph at the back. One more punch and the officers were down like a sack of potatoes.

"Huh… Told ya, you needed help…" Matt grinned at him.

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But it's more than that, isn't it? Those nightmares you've been having of Jessica dying, screaming, burning—You had them for days before she died. Didn't you! You were so desperate to ignore them, to believe they were just dreams. How could you ignore them like that? How could you leave her alone to die! You dreamt it would happen!

Ryan felt hatred overwhelm him as he smashed the mirror to bits. "Stay down, bi***!"

Sam was gasping on the floor. Ryan let go of the crowbar and bent down to Sam. "Oh gawd!" Ryan couldn't help cringing from all the blood. "Sam… Sammy…!"

"It's Sam."

"Yeah. Sure. You okay?"

"Uh- yeah, I'm good…"

"Come on… we gotta go…" He pulled Sam to his feet and supported him as Sam's legs seemed to buckle under him. They had hardly taken a few steps forward when they stopped to the sound of chinking of broken glass and an inhuman breathing. "What the-!" Ryan started as they turned around.

Mary was crawling out of her mirror. She crawled her way over the broken glass and walked towards them even as searing pain blinded Ryan and Sam started bleeding again. They fell to the floor.

"Don't look at her Sammy!" Ryan put his hands over Sam's bleeding eyes as if his hands could keep her from finishing her job, but, in truth, he felt helpless.

For a second Mary stopped and then she screamed in rage. "YOU! How dare you? Let go…this is all your doing…"

Ryan didn't know what she was talking about.

"You tore this family apart. LET HIM GO!"

Pain blinded him, but, he kept his hand over Sammy's eyes. Something had stopped Mary in her tracks. She screamed.

"LET GO!"

And suddenly the pain was gone… Dean was holding up a mirror to Mary… Mary was forced to look at herself in the mirror…

"You killed them! All those people! You killed them!" The Mary in the mirror screamed. Mary's eyes started leaking blood and she melted into a pile of blood…Dean smashed the mirror into the floor. He rushed to Sam, even as Matt rushed to his twin.

"Hey Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"This has got to be like…what? 600 years of bad luck?"

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Dean pulled over in front of Charlie's house. "So this is really over?"

"Yeah, it's over." Dean said reassuringly in way only he could.

"Thank you."

Ryan opened his eyes even as Dean shook her hands and Matt gave her a quick hug. He offered her a weak but warm smile. His migraine was killing him.

"Thank you", she repeated with a warm and grateful smile, even as she alighted from the car.

"Hey, Charlie?" Sam called back and she turned around. "Your boyfriend's death…you really should try to forgive yourself. No matter what you did, you probably couldn't have stopped it. Sometimes bad things just happen."

She gave him a faint smile and nod as she turned and left. Dean gave Sam a light slap. "That's good advice." And they smiled as Dean started his baby.

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"Hey, Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Now that this is all over, I want you to tell me what that secret is."

"Look…you're my brother and I'd die for you, but there are some things I need to keep to myself."

Sam looked out the window and saw Jessica in a white dress on the street corner standing next to a light pole. As they turned the corner she disappeared behind the pole…

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"Hey, Ry?" Matt asked when they were alone in their motel room, Dean and Sammy having retired to theirs.

"Yeah?"

"Now that we're alone, I need to know what's going on with you, bro? You have been keeping secrets. Too many. I mean, let alone Da-… John… there was Peter and now Mary…?"

"Mary? What about her?"

"Your eyes didn't bleed, man… you only got away with a migraine."

"You say that as if it's a bad thing… Would you rather I bled as well?"

"No... I mean, come on, you know what I mean… what's up, Ry? I am your twin!"

"Look Matt…like Sammy said…you're my brother and I'd die for you, but there are some things I need to keep to myself."

He lay back and closed his eyes, immediately sensing the warmth of their mother.

You need to tell them… Ryan, they would understand…

But, even as he sighed in peace, it gave way to a memory he had not forgotten… Monster… She was no human and if you even showed any signs like her, I'd kill you without a second thought - !... You're a monster, Ryan … a monster I must kill…!

His eyes shot open and in the darkness of the room, Ryan remembered his promise of long ago… the promise he had made to himself. They could never find out… they would never know…

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"What is a book without readers? It's like a man without a soul."

Love,

Krish

TBC….

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