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Party Pooper
Long blonde hair flowed passed her shoulders in curly locks as she applied her necklace around her pale neck. She wore little make up, just enough to highlight her complexion and vibrant blue eyes, enough to make any guy fall down for her. She shrugged into a blue thrill dress and placed some pins in her hair, she wore her pearl bracelet that Henry had gotten her a while back and placed on some black high heels to match her short blue dress.
Dean sighed from his chair, thinking about all the facts and coincidences; the scars, the not being able to talk about the past, the desperate flee to England, and the dire need to stay away from hunting. What thing so bad could cause any three people to do that? Henry, Crystal and Ivy they didn't belong here, Dean felt it. He sighed as he swigged his beer and stared absent mindedly at the television.
Sam buttoned his shirt and stared at himself in the mirror, intent on trying to focus on something else other than his Dad missing, and Jess' killer, when suddenly Ivy sprang to his mind. He thought back to the violent scar on her stomach, the weird phone call at the fair and sighed deeply. He thought of Alice Day, her diary mentioning the terrible bullying she had endured, and how Melissa had previously bullied Ivy by snatching her possession. Then it clicked.
Ivy's pixie red hair glinted in the light as she sprayed it with hair spray. She put her dangly earrings in, and wore a tight black dress with some black heels to match. She placed her locket around her neck and kissed it, a sort of ritual she had developed over the months. She sighed and looked at herself in the mirror, thinking of Alice Day, feeling sorry for the hell she endured in school. Melissa reminded her of the bullies, she treated everyone like shit and everyone knew she was a posh stuck up tart. Alice's only escape was the oak she sat under every day, well so her diary says!
Dean shrugged into his shirt and jeans and nodded as Sam walked out the bathroom. Sam nodded back and grabbed Ivy's keys.
"Where you going?" Dean frowned.
"I have to check out something," Sam sighed about to exit the door. Ivy had managed to creep into the living room without them noticing.
"I'm coming with you," she said in a hush tone.
Sam stared her down but gave up and jerked his head towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Dean shouted after them but by then it was too late.
Crystal walked out slowly closing her bedroom door, she walked a little bit and gasped as a figure was stood in the living room – it was Dean.
"Sheesh, you scared me," she laughed grabbing her clutch bag and chucking her phone in there.
"Meh, you're just a wimp," Dean grinned leaning on the kitchen counter bar as Crystal grabbed them each a beer.
She passed him the bottle and he looked up, actually examining her, he seemed…taken aback. Crystal frowned as she took a chug of her beer.
"What's up your butt?" she smirked.
Dean frowned, he didn't know why he suddenly felt like this, so he shrugged. "Nothing," he paused to think of a conversation starter. "The Fair sucked monkey ass! Does she make you go to that crap every year?" Dean asked.
Crystal let out a giggle. "Yeah, but it's kind of a tradition," Crystal looked down at her bottle. "Used to do it back home," she mumbled.
Dean took a swig of beer. "You know, you don't talk much of home," Dean frowned eyeing up Crystal's reaction. She didn't jolt in shock, she was kind of expecting it, but she still ceased up thinking about it.
"Where's Ivy and Sam?" she noted looking around the room.
"Gone out," Dean shrugged.
Crystal shook her head and sighed. "Ivy," she sighed laughing.
"What?" Dean smiled his face lit up with amusement.
"I think my big-ish almost sister, has developed a thing for Sam," Crystal smiled and giggled.
Dean grinned wider and they both chugged at their beer in unison.
Sam and Ivy found themselves at the school building, the fair was still going on but most people were leaving for Crystal's party. Ivy grabbed a torch and gave one to Sam as they walked through the dark halls.
"So I've been thinking, Alice killed Melissa," Ivy spoke up and Sam frowned.
"Yeah me too," he chuckled. "Melissa was a bully, and Alice got bullied!" Sam announced thinking outloud.
"What are you doing in here?" a young girl's voice asked, it sounded familiar.
"Georgina?" Ivy frowned, Sam just tensed beside her.
"Yeah, freak," she mumbled.
Ivy ground her teeth together.
"You better go to Crystal's party, otherwise I am screaming rape!" she glared at the pair of them, in particularly Sam as it was he she would accuse.
"Ok, ok, we're leaving," Ivy said holding her hands up defensively, Sam wouldn't budge so she tugged at his shirt to make him follow her.
"What the hell was that?" Sam grunted. "Why would she do that? What's her motive?" he said running thoughts through his head.
Ivy leaned against her car, she thought she would be ok about this, but all she felt right now was guilty – today was Crystal's birthday, she couldn't let her 21st be as bad as her 18th had been. "I don't know, we'll deal with it after Crystal's party!" Ivy urged getting in the car.
Sam sighed, intent on going inside and asking Georgina some questions. "But…" he pointed to the school building.
"Georgina will be at the party ask her questions then!" Ivy urged as she started the engine. "I'll leave without you," she warned.
Sam sighed frustrated, wishing he had the Impala back, but he got in the passenger seat and they drove to the party destination, the local night club.
Dean wore jeans and a shirt, unbuttoned so you could see the vest top underneath. He walked in with his arm around Crystal's shoulder. She didn't mind, she felt she needed it, and Dean could see she was nervous. She walked in confident, but bricking it inside. Everyone turned to view her, the girl's mouths dropped open and the boys did too.
"Is there a scar showing on my back?" Crystal asked Dean her voice a little shaky.
Dean frowned and stood infront of her. "How many scars do you have?"
She gulped as she looked at him then Jack caught her eye. "Jack," she smiled and ran to him.
"You ok dude?" Sam asked coming up behind Dean, more girls started to stare at them both.
"Yeah," he frowned staring after Crystal.
"Good," Ivy grinned and Dean had to double look her.
"Wow you look amazing," he commented.
She giggled. "Thanks,"
"Fancy a drink?" Sam asked them both, they nodded.
They all walked up to the bar and ordered drinks, Ivy ordered Crystal's favourite, she knew that Crystal would have waited for her.
"Hey," Dean said patting Ivy lightly to get her attention. "Where did Crystal get the scars from?"
Sam frowned at his brother but still waited for Ivy's response.
"From…we….from a previous hunt," Ivy shrugged grabbing Crystal's drink and walked up to her. "Hey!" She shouted over the music.
"Hey!" Crystal smiled bouncing up and down dancing next to Jack and her friends, Georgina was behind Crystal and she glared at Ivy.
"I got you your drink!" she shouted again.
"Thanks hun!" Crystal smiled and downed it. "First official drink!"
"Enjoy it!" Ivy laughed. "Can I speak to you for a sec?" she asked her tone dropping so Crystal could tell it was serious. Georgina suddenly became concerned, Ivy just smiled.
Crystal walked to the side of the dance floor so she could hear Ivy better. "What is it?" she asked worried.
"Ray phoned earlier," she stated, she thought it best to tell her that first.
"Oh…" Crystal frowned.
"Bobby phoned him, told him about our ghost situation and he got worried, asked if we needed him, he's in Scotland!" Ivy said and Crystal's eyes became wide.
"Scotland? I thought he was meant to be in America Ivy! If my dad or HenryHeHHnhj finds out he's hunting in Scotland they will go spare!" Crystal practically shouted and placed her hands on her hips.
"Hey, hey listen," Ivy said soothingly taking Crystal's wet palms, she had been dancing she had an excuse for it. "That's not important right now what's important, is Dean asked me about your scars," Ivy stared Crystal in the eyes as she swallowed.
Crystal stopped dead and looked around the room, Dean was staring directly at her, she stared at him with a worried expression. "I need another drink!" she sighed grabbing a shot off a waitress who walked past her and downing it. "Ivy drink up, it's going to be a long night!" Crystal said passing her two more shots that she grabbed off of the same waitress. They downed them both and went to the dance floor.
"Hey," Sarah appeared next to Dean fluttering her long lashes.
Dean stared at Crystal, he didn't even register Sarah.
"Earth to hot guy are you in there?" she giggled and Dean looked at her frowning.
"Can I…hi," he smirked once he fully took in her attractiveness.
She giggled and rolled her eyes. "What does a girl have to do around here to get a drink?" she laughed as another girl came up behind her and Sam caught her eye.
"Well it depends," Dean grinned. "What is she having?"
"Martini," she smiled and Dean ordered her a drink.
A couple hours passed and the party was still going on. Almost everyone was on the dance floor in a rave, bouncing up and down to the music, however Dean stayed at the bar talking to a now group of girls. Sam attempted dancing whilst Ivy laughed beside him. Crystal and Jack were kissing wildly on the dance floor. Crystal was very drunk and Jack was almost sober, he grinned and took her hand leading her off the dance floor and out the fire door.
He kissed her with his fiery lips up and down her neck, his hands were all over the place and they went under her dress to her tights, he started to fiddle with them trying to pull them down.
"No," Crystal breathed holding her spinning head.
"What's that baby?" Jack breathed.
"No, Jack, not now!" Crystal sighed as he kissed her chest.
"You don't mean that," he chuckled darkly.
She laughed as he continued and managed to get her out of her skin coloured tights. He moved to kissing her ear and purring, Crystal laughed at how stupid he sounded but she stopped when he started to unzip his trousers, that's when she noticed she didn't have any tights on. She pushed him off and his back hit the metal bin behind him.
"NO!" Crystal growled, she stumbled into her shoes and used the wall for support as she tried to find her way back to the party.
"YES!" Jack growled back, his voice low and demanding it sent chills down Crystal's back. She slowly turned around, physically shaking, she recognised that tone. Three years ago today she heard that tone.
"No, no it can't be!" she said water coming to her eyes as she finally met Jack's eyes.
"I think it can," Jack grinned and laughed darkly.
Crystal gasped as Jack flicked his eyes and they were a glossy black. She swallowed hard and found the strength to run, she had to, she made it to the fire door and struggled to open it. Suddenly two hands cupped her mouth and dragged her away. "I like my girl's feisty!" the man laughed as he pushed her up against the wall and leaned close to her face, Crystal's nose flared in pain at the vile stench coming from his mouth. He traced his finger on the contours of her face.
Dean slowly swallowed some more beer, he looked around to see Ivy now talking to Sam at the other end of the party at a table by themselves. She looked drunk, and so did Sam, it would have worried Dean but his attention was bought to the new figure entering the room making half the room stare.
Dean stood up to see Henry fiercely looking around for someone in the room. Worried that he would be looking for Crystal Dean stood up and walked over too him. Henry grunted at him and continued searching the room.
"Look, I think you should leave!" Dean urged, Henry towered over him but he knew he could take him any day.
"Where's Crystal and Ivy?" Henry asked his teeth tight.
Dean frowned. "Ivy's with Sam and Crystal's over there…" his voice trailed off as he pointed to the spot where Crystal had been dancing with Jack. He searched the room desperately when he saw Jack come out of the fire door with a smug look on his face, he walked into the middle of the crowd.
"It's best if you leave," Sam said coming behind Dean.
"Where's Ivy and Crystal?" Henry urged again to Sam.
"Excuse me," Dean said quietly slipping past Henry, he walked to the fire door and slowly opened it. He stood outside and breathed in the fresh air, he took a step and looked around at the tiny space. Crystal was on the floor, a large gash to her head, Dean took a big intake of breath and ran up too her. "Crystal!" he said urgently and skidded beside her on the dirt.
Crystal didn't reply.
"Crystal!" Dean shouted and slapped her lightly against the cheek to wake her up.
"What did you do?" Henry's rough voice asked as he appeared by the fire door with Sam behind him.
"Nothing! I found her like this, she's unconscious!" Dean urged as he examined the skin coloured tights on the floor. "That bastard!" he grunted and stood up passing Crystal to Henry lightly, he marched into the bar.
"Crystal?" Henry asked quietly as she grunted and blinked her eyes.
"Henry? What are you doing here?" she asked softly.
"Crystal it's very important you tell us what happened here," Sam said standing next to Henry.
"Jack…he tried to have sex with me, but it's not Jack, it's a demon, and then he stopped me from running, pushed me up against the wall and pistol whipped me and right before I blacked out he left, saying something about Ivy," Crystal breathed trying to focus.
Henry looked at Sam with wide eyes.
"Ivy," they breathed in unison.
Dean got into the party, he looked around frantically for the black eyed bastard inside Jack, he searched as much as he could and found he was talking to Ivy. He marched through the crowd pushing everyone aside.
"So, I was thinking…" Jack said rubbing the back of his neck as he looked to Ivy.
"What's that?" Ivy asked bored.
"…Crystal, me and her we're not working out! I need someone who knows what they are doing," he said moving closer towards Ivy.
"Dean!" Sam said grabbing Dean's wrist making him ground to a halt.
"What?" Dena grunted keeping his eyes on Jack.
"Jack's after Ivy!" Sam said.
"Tell me about it!" Dean grumbled and pointed towards Ivy.
"Crap!" Sam muttered joining Dean in pushing through the crowd.
Ivy let out a laugh. "Oh really? And who might that person be?"
"You, last time I checked you weren't a virgin!" Jack smirked eyeing up Ivy's body.
Feeling uncomfortable Ivy stood up, but Jack grabbed her arm. "Let go Jack," Ivy said calmly.
"Why should I?" he breathed smiling darkly.
Ivy frowned as someone tapped Jack's shoulder. Jack turned around to have a fist in his face. "Nice one Dean," Ivy breathed out a laugh. But then she frowned. "Wait, why did you do that?"
"It doesn't matter," Dean grunted moving towards Jack and punching him in the face again and again and again. He pulled Jack up and forced him out the opposite fire door.
"DEAN!" Ivy shouted in horror, as Dean continually pelted Jack's face.
"Ivy!" Sam shouted, Ivy swivelled around to see Sam stood infront of her. "What…?" she was about to continue but could only bring herself to point at Dean beating up Jack.
"He…almost forced himself on Crystal," Sam sighed. "It's a demon," he added at the end. Ivy lost her balance slightly at the last word but Sam managed to be her prop.
"You can't save them!" The demon laughed looking at the three of them.
Ivy tightened her grip on Sam's arm, he frowned and looked down at her hand.
"You're next! They won't let cupid strike his bow!" the demon laughed blood pouring out his mouth. Dean frowned looking at the demon his fist ready for another punch. Suddenly the demon opened it's mouth and black smoke steamed out of the body.
"I'll get you, you son of a bitch!" Dean shouted at the running smoke.
"Crystal, where's Crystal?" Ivy urged running through the crowd, pushing past non-important people.