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Opal and Sam followed the lady in red and her latest lover-to-be. They suddenly stopped, pressing against the wall and watching them.
The lady in red had arrived at her secret room and was unlocking the door.
Opal scoffed when she'd opened the door.
It would be a dressing room.
She glanced at Sam as they walked in.
"You got a plan?" Opal asked.
Sam looked around until he spotted a utility cart.
"Follow my lead," Sam said.
Opal nodded.
The lady in red pushed the fourty-something man against the door, fiercely making out with him.
He said his name was Doug.
Lame name, but a hell of a looker, she'd decided.
Doug grabbed at her ass, feeling just as frisky as the horny, 5'7 woman pressing against him.
All of sudden, there was a knock on the door.
The lady in red made a sound of frustration and Doug caught his breath.
Both moved aside and the lady in red opened the door, seeing a man in a suit with a large cart.
"Room service," he said, smiling politely.
"I didn't order anything," the lady in red said as she was brushed aside and the man stepped into the room.
"C'mon, beautiful," Doug said, wrapping his arms around her waist, "The nice man brought booze."
She looked.
There was a tray on top with liquor, beer, and vodka on top of the cart.
"Well, okay," she said, smiling, "Thank you."
"No problem, miss," the man said, leaving the room.
The lady in red shut the door behind him and turned to face Doug.
Doug had started to open the liquor when the lady in red pushed him to the ground and crawled on top of him.
Under the cart, Opal grimaced as she heard the moans and sighs just inches away from her.
She blinked as she heard muffled sounds and peeked cautiously out from under the cart's sheets.
The muffled sounds were calling for help.
Opal blinked as she realized where the lady in red had stashed the kids.
The room was only a few feet away.
She glanced at the occupied pair and attempted to crawl out of it.
But, it took some time.
Her hips had gotten stuck.
Opal heaved an annoyed sigh and grabbed the carts pillar-like poles.
Sam was gonna have to come up with better plans than this.
She bent the metal poles and scooted out.
She glanced down at her hips, which she was so very proud of, though they could cause trouble for her at times.
If she was human.
Thank her ancestors for immortal strength!
In order to get the kids out, she'd have to lure them out first or at least Doug. She figured she'd be able to fight her off until Dean fried her.
Dean...
She sighed, wondering if Sam would be ready and if Dean was almost done.
Her chocolate eyes darted to random objects in the room as she decided what she would use to scare Doug out.
A cool breeze from above caused her to look up.
She smiled. That would do just fine.
Sheila was crying in the corner while Toby and Louis desperately shouted for help.
They were trapped in a small bathroom with no windows and it was dark. The walls were heavily insulated, which is why they could scarcely be heard.
Toby pounded on the door as Louis gave up and went to Sheila's side.
Her curly, tawny hair was a mess and her eyes were bloodshot. A full basket of tissues sat before her.
"We're gonna get out of here, Sheiles," Louis said, rubbing her back.
"Damn it, Lou!" Sheila screamed, "Don't fucking tell me that again, okay!? We've been trapped in here for days!"
Louis sighed, looking sadly at her. He backed away giving her space.
She immediately went back to her nearly empty box of Kleenex and sniffled.
Toby slid to his knees in defeat.
He looked from Louis to Sheila, two of his best friends.
He knew he'd crack if they were in here for another day or so. And damn, if he didn't need a cigarette right now.
Opal eyed the ceiling fan as the metal blades began to spin faster and faster.
The downrod began to swing with the wild fan. It wouldn't be able to hold the thing for too much longer.
Opal glanced at the couple, grimaced, and looked back at the ceiling fan.
The lady in red gasped and arched her back as Doug kissed and sucked at her neck.
She clutched him tightly against her and wrapped her legs around him.
She was only vaguely aware of the rapidly rotating ceiling fan far above her.
But then there was a snap and her jade eyes opened.
Her lips twisted into a scowl.
"What the hell!?" she snarled. Doug stopped what he was doing also and looked up at the loosening fan.
"SHIT!!!" he yelled as he got off of her, threw open the door to the room, and fled.
Sam was waiting, leaning against the wall when the door suddenly flew open.
He jumped away before the door could smack him and Doug ran out, screaming.
Cautiosly, he reached for the dagger and peered into the room
The downrod broke with an audible snap and the ceiling fan fell.
And there was a scream.
Hearing the noise, the teens jumped and looked to the door.
They were quiet for a few seconds.
"The hell was that?" Louis said, breaking the silence.
Toby shrugged, and Sheila didn't make a sound since she didn't have an answer either.
Opal blinked twice, her eyes adjusting to the darkness.
She knew the lady in red hadn't gotten hurt.
She was a ghost, after all.
She looked around for her, her gaze briefly falling on the flickering electric motor.
She suddenly felt someone's presence and turned her head.
Standing before her, eyes glowing with rage.
Opal didn't have enough time to move before the lady in red struck her, sending her flying back into the vanity.
Her back hit a the mirror, and she fell backwards onto the ground surrounded by a shattered glass.
She flinched as the narrow scar had been hurt in the impact.
She could practically hear the sound of her blood dripping on the glass.
Footsteps sounded, letting her know the lady in red was coming.
"You stupid, human wench!" she barked, "I was so close! Damn you, how dare you!"
Opal arched her back, popping her stiffening spine and allowing the glass embedded in her skin to fall.
The lady in red froze.
She shouldn't be able to recover so fast!
Opal pushed herself off the ground and get to her feet.
She brushed the remaining glass off of her back, feeling the ripped parts of her top, glared at the lady in red, and promptly slapped her.
The lady in red fell back, clutching her cheek, which felt like it was on fire.
She and Opal locked eyes, fury in Opal's and confusion in hers.
"Bitch," Opal addressed her, "Consider yourself screwed."
Sam had no idea what was happening but it sounded like all hell was breaking loose.
First, there'd been the crash from Opal hitting the vanity then a loud slap and a cry of pain.
He padded into the room silently, looking for Opal, the lady in red, or the missing kids.
He heard muffled shouting and looked around for the source.
He clutched his dagger as he reached for the door.
He slowly opened it and jumped back as he was almost punched in the face.
"The hell!?" he said, shining a flashlight on the person.
It was a teen.
He appeared to be about fourteen.
He had sandy brown hair and tired, blue eyes.
"Dude," he told Sam, "Are you the police? Cause' some crazy psycho kidnapped me and my friends, and ,yeah, we're hungry."
Sam blinked.
"Are they with you?" he asked, peering in the bathroom.
He spotted an exhausted looking girl and a kid sitting in the fetal position, rocking back and forth.
He decided to approach the crazy one first.
"Uh, kid?" he said, cautiously stepping up behind him.
The kid didn't respond. Sam reached out and touched his shoulder.
He screamed and fell over.
Sam blinked.
"DON'T HURT ME!" the boy screamed.
Sam was quiet. He glanced at the kid that had almost punched him and then back at the crazy one, who was now peeking from under his arm at him.
"Oh, thank God," the kid said, sitting up, "You're a dude."
"Yeah, so are you," Sam said, smiling slightly.
"Yeah, so I'm Louis, who are you?" the kid said.
"Sam," Sam replied and glanced at the girl.
"That's Sheila," Louis said, "Are you here to help us?"
Sam nodded.
"HOLY SHIT"
Sam, Louis, and Sheila looked up towards the open door and all got up to see what had gotten Toby's attention.
Opal was fighting for control as the lady in red attempted to strangle her.
She was seated on Opal's stomach while Opal clawed vicously at her arms.
She didn't bleed, but the attacks were beginning to take their toll on her.
Sensing the lady in red's weakness, Opal flipped her over and began pounding her.
The lady in red tried futiley to cover herself and block Opal's attacks.
It wasn't working.
All of a sudden, though, the lady in red vanished, and Opal's knuckles hit the ground.
She sat on her knees then, inhaling and exhaling, feeling on the edge so soon after her endeavors.
Sam rushed to her, shining his flashlight, which he aimed at her back.
He could see dry blood, faint scratches, one particular scar that stood out from the rest, and Opal's ebony bra strap.
He rushed to her and, without thinking, took off his shirt, and put it on her.
Opal turned her head at him after she poked it through the open collar.
"Um, your bra was showing," Sam said.
Opal smiled sweetly at him, causing him to smile awkwardly back.
"I didn't really mind," Toby spoke up.
Opal gave him a look.
"Hey," he said with a shrug, "I've been locked up for a while. You can't blame me for saying."
Opal rolled her eyes.
"Whatever, kid,"she said, as Sam helped her to her feet.
"You okay?" Sam said, glancing at her back.
Opal smiled and promptly hugged him, squeezing him tightly in her arms.
"Mmm, I'll be fine," she said, "Thanks."
Sam blinked and a slow smile spread across his face.
He wrapped an arm around the small of her back and hugged her gently.
He got wolf whistles from Louis and Toby as a result.
He rolled his eyes.
Great, just what I need. More Deans.
Opal glanced at the boys.
"How cute," she said, looking up at Sam.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Dean Juniors," she said, smiling.
Sam smiled and chuckled.
It didn't take long for Dean to find them and they took the kids to their homes.
Opal had smiled and embraced Sam when she found out from Dean that Cathleen had gotten Natasha out of the looney bin.
When they were riding in the car, Dean noticed something.
"How come you're wearing Sam's shirt?" he asked, glanicing in the rearview mirror.
Opal smirked.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" she said, teasingly.
Dean chuckled.
"Getting hot and heavy with the boss, eh, Sam?" he said.
Sam looked out the window without a word.
It wasn't like that...At least, not yet.
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