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Three Years Later : Dean:26, Sam:22, Skylar:24
Skylar had been there for Sam when she heard about Jessica, making sure that Dean was not in their current vicinity. She had seen the news when Dean was accused of murder, cracking a grin at the news since she knew just from one look that it was a Shapeshifter.
What she hadn't been expecting, of all things from her brothers, was to receive a call from Sam one morning when she was sleeping beside a random stranger and to find out that Dean was in a coma.
To say the least, the man who had been beside her never thought it was possible for a woman to move so quickly right after a long night of pleasure.
After six years of making sure she had nothing to do with the oldest of the Winchester children, Skylar finally broke down when she walked into the room to see him barely alive and hooked up to a machine. Sam barely caught her before she hit the floor.
Skylar ran her index over Dean's large hand as she crouched beside his bed, remembering back to when they were children and how when they would share a bed she would just lay there and mess with his already calloused hands, how sometimes she would wake up to feel Dean pressed against her since he tossed and turned so damn much.
"Dean, I'm so sorry." Skylar mumbled as she pressed her lips to her brother's cut up knuckles, unable to look up into his face as the tears pricked at her eyes again. "I...I should have been there. I promised you all that I would fight that demon with you, and I let you down." Theophilia muttered against Dean's hand, unaware of the fact that John was standing back in the door frame watching her.
Unlike Dean, John had recently seen Skylar, having seen her about the same time that Dean grabbed Sam to help him find him. He had asked Skylar if she knew anything new about the Yellow eyed demon, or if Loki did. She told him she hadn't spoken to Loki in a year and that she was busy with other hunts, unable to get the time for the Yellow Eyed Demon. In response he left without another word.
"I'm sorry, Dean. I wish it could have been me to take the blow from that demon. I know you think you're stronger, but I'm the part Trickster. I could have called on Loki, or done anything. Instead I was in some sleazy motel room with a man I didn't even know." Skylar whined as her tears poured out onto Dean's hand, feeling as though a pair of eyes were watching her and not needing to turn around to know someone probably was.
John frowned before turning to go set to work on his plan for his son. He knew there was only one thing he could do now to help Dean.
"I swear Dean, I'm going to get that demon son of a bitch. I'll slaughter him and deck the halls with his guts." Skylar growled darkly as she glanced down at the ring on her finger, slipping it off of her hand and looking back at Dean's hand for a moment before slipping it onto his pinky since his hand was much bigger than Skylar's. "I'm going to kill that demon for you Dean. I promise." Skylar grumbled before pressing her lips to his hand again before getting up and leaving without a second glance back at her big brother.
Sam found Skylar about an hour later on the stairs to enter the hospital, knees huddled against her chest and face on her knees like a scared child. He sat down beside her and pulled her to his side, letting her bury her face in his shoulders as the tears fell once again.
"It's alright Theo." Sam murmured as he held the broken girl to him tightly, not noticing the dark-haired man standing behind them.
Loki frowned at how much the current events were affecting his daughter. All his instincts were telling him to take her back to safety, to have her forget all about the Winchesters and that blasted demon. But he knew his daughter. She was stubborn. She wouldn't allow it. He knew she wanted to kill this demon more than anything now.
Skylar broke out of Sam's grip on her and set off for her Firebird, intent on getting revenge on the demon. She threw her trunk open and grabbed her journal, something reminiscent to what John had except that it was much neater, except for the occasional dried blood on the bindings.
Skylar had barely climbed into the driver's seat of the Firebird when Sam burst through the front doors of the hospital, running over to Skylar with pure panic in his eyes. Skylar felt her heart drop before she ran inside to see her adoptive father dead on the floor.
Something inside Skylar snapped then and before Sam even had a chance to tell Skylar Dean was awake she vanished, car vanishing from the parking lot as well.
Dean looked down at his hand, wondering where the ring on his hand came from before recognizing it, realizing that it was the ring he let Skylar have when she was seventeen. He almost leaped out of bed to go see if she was in the hospital when Sam came in. "Where is she?" Dean asked as he held up the ring to emphasize he wanted to see his baby sister.
"I...I don't know. She just...vanished." Sam mumbled, still in shock over all that's happened in such a little amount of time.
"What do you mean she just vanished?" Dean questioned as he stood up, ignoring the fatigue in his muscles that screamed for him to stop moving and to lay back down.
"She saw Dad, on the floor and just...vanished into thin air." Sam stated before falling back into a nearby chair, sobs beginning to wrack his body over the loss of their father.
It was a few weeks before Skylar showed up again, storming into the Roadhouse in search of Ash. "Woah, Skylar, it's been years." Ash greeted with his normal laid back smile before he saw the serious look in the Hunting Trickster's eyes.
"You've met my brother, haven't you. Tell me what you know about the Yellow Eyed Demon." Skylar growled as she leaned over the counter to show her obvious rage that had been broiling inside her since the moment she saw John fall to the demon as well.
"Yeah, I met them. There's nothing right now though, he hasn't shown his face yet since the boys gave me information to track him with." Ash stated truthfully before seeing in the girl's eyes that he obviously hadn't given here the answer she wanted. For a woman of 24, she looked to be in her late thirties at the moment due to the obvious fatigue.
"Ash, tell me what you know. Anything you know, you're going to tell me or I'm going to go back there, find your computer, and get the information myself." Skylar growled darkly as Ash's eyes widened at how much Skylar had changed in such a little amount of time. He had only seen her four years ago, he didn't think the death of John would affect her to the point of pure rage.
"Alright, alright. God, I feel like if I don't give you anything you're going to kill me." Ash commented as he turned to go back to his room, glancing back at Skylar for a moment. "You won't, will you?" Ash asked just to make sure he wasn't being set up.
Skylar said nothing, just indicated for him to go get her the information she needed.
Dean frowned as they finally pulled up to the Roadhouse, Ellen getting out first and then Jo. He got out last, knowing that Ellen was beyond furious. It wasn't his fault that Jo was stubborn and followed them on the hunt. He was about to speak up when the sound of yelling and bottles breaking rung out from inside the Roadhouse.
"You don't know what this thing can do! Now you'll give me the map, and I'll be on my merry way." Skylar barked as her two creations, two rather large and bulky men with clubs, stood on either side of her.
Ash had never seen the Trickster so angry in the time he had met her. He knew she could have a temper, but not to the point of breaking about four bottles of whiskey in an attempt to nail him with them. "Alright, alright! Skylar just calm down." Ash reasoned before hurrying back to his room to get the map quickly, coming out just in time to see Ellen, Dean and Sam burst through the door. He tossed the map of recent locations of demons to Skylar from where he stood.
"There, now was that so hard?" Skylar questioned before the sound of people approaching caught her ears.
"Skylar Singer!" Ellen barked at the girl, knowing that the Winchesters had tempers but not to the point of injuring other hunters, well unless you were John.
Skylar scoffed at the use of her name, turning around to see not only Ellen, but her two brother's who were beyond shocked at the sight of the girl who vanished from the face of the earth the day John died. Skylar couldn't meet either of their eyes. "I would love to play catch up after four years of last seeing you Ellen, but I've got a demon to catch, rip to shreds, and deck the bowels of hell with his guts. Bonus , amicitia." Skylar said before vanishing into air with a puff of white smoke, the creations going with her.
It was a few minutes before anyone spoke, and all Ash asked for was a tall glass of the strongest alcohol in the bar.
"What happened to her?" Dean questioned as he turned to Sam, knowing there was something that he wasn't told about now.
"She...wanted a map of locations of every demon I could find recently." Ash explained before Sam could speak, gulping down the glass of alcohol as fast as he could.
In all the years that they had known her, none of the people in the room had ever seen Skylar so filled with rage and bloodthirsty for vengeance. It was almost as if she were possessed, and they certainly hoped that wasn't the case.
Skylar frowned as she finished setting up the pentacle and candles, everything in place. She even had to put up some Enochian Sigils on the outside of the house to ensure Gabriel couldn't get in, since she had found out about his true identity about two years ago.
She set up the blood seal two hours earlier even to make sure that Gabriel couldn't send anyone else in his place to try to stop her. She had studied for many nights, having gone without sleep for as long as four days just to make sure she could be ready.
She even went as far as to get the anti-possession tattoo done on her chest just above her heart.
Skylar threw her jacket across the room onto the chair, standing now in a tank top and washed out jeans as she began the incantations.
"Bobby!" Loki bellowed as he appeared on the man's property, knowing full well that the Winchester boys were there with him. Gabriel had revealed their location to him the moment he told the old God of his daughter's intentions.
Bobby burst through the front door with a shot-gun, firing at the Trickster god who simply diverted the bullet and sent the gun flying as he walked up to him. "Get off my property!" Bobby barked furiously in the trickster's face.
"Not before you tell me who taught my daughter how to conjure a demon!" Loki bellowed back at the man as his temper continued to spark and flare with each passing second.
"What? I would never teach her something so stupid! Where is she?!" Bobby questioned as he looked around for the twenty-five year old, wanting to tear her a new one.
Dean appeared in the living room, wondering what was going on now. Him and Sam were just there so Sam could get a chance to recuperate after the incident with the werewolf women that Sam had fallen for.
"She's at an old abandoned farm in Wyoming. She hauled herself up in there and put seals to keep myself and every other supernatural out." Loki growled as he wished he could just attack his daughter right then and there.
"That little...I'm gonna kill her myself!" Bobby snarled before going inside to grab all the things he would need, barking orders at Dean to get the Impala pulled around.
Skylar's eyes narrowed as the candles flickered and a shape appeared in front of her. "Ah, the daughter of Loki. Never thought you'd call on us." The demon stated as Skylar looked over it's chosen form.
"You're the one who possessed my brother? You're nothing but a lowly demon. I was calling for something more...sinister." Skylar snarled teasingly, sparking the temper of none other than Meg.
"Watch it girl, I can do more than just possess your idiot brother." Meg warned as Skylar smirked before indicating for the woman to look up.
Meg glanced up and an angry frown formed on her face at the sight of the devil's trap. "Still think you can do whatever you want? Or can we get down to business now?" Skylar questioned as her demeanor turned back to the vengeful Trickster.
"What makes you think I'll do business with you? You have nothing I want." Meg reminded as the Trickster dawned a smile that could now put her own Father's to shame.
"I have you, in that trap, and I have an extra nasty exorcism memorized, or I can just douse you with holy water, salt, whatever is painful to you. You may be a demon, but I'm a Trickster. That means, I know how to torture just as well." Skylar advised as the woman scowled hatefully at the clever trickster, wanting to take her over and have her jump off a cliff. "Oh, and in case you think of possessing me." Skylar lowered the collar of her shirt to show the anti-possession tattoo.
"You've thought this whole thing through, haven't you?" Meg questioned nastily, hating the girl now more than the Winchester brothers.
"To the last detail. No angels can get in here, and no one knows we're here. You're at my mercy, and let me tell you after your "father" took my father, that's not something you want to be at." Skylar growled before folding her arms over her chest.
Dean zoomed down the freeway as fast as the Impala would go, not caring what the speed limit was. He just wanted his baby sister to be safe and most importantly alive.
"You're insane." Meg stated as Skylar rolled her eyes at the statement about her mental state.
"It's a slow descent, but you're already there too. Now, either you do what I ask, or I'll kill you right here and right now. I may be a Trickster, but I don't like to play games with monsters." Skylar reminded with an angry glare at the demon in front of her.
Meg was about to respond, only just opening her mouth, when the sound of two car doors slamming outside caught both of their attention, Skylar not breaking her gaze on the demon to know that it was probably her family. "Sounds like your brothers are finally here." Meg stated with a sinister grin before Skylar smirked, splashing holy water on the demon and remaining calm as she howled out in pain.
"I'm gonna kill that girl." Bobby growled as he recognized the Sigils on the house, realizing Skylar had more than likely found one of his books.
"You have to save her first then." Sam reminded as he watched Dean book it for the house, knowing that if anyone wanted to be the one to save Skylar from the demon, it was probably him since he had promised to keep her safe from them since they met.
"Fine, then I'll kill her for taking my books." Bobby snarled before going after Dean in pursuit of the incredibly stupid Trickster who was acting a lot like John now.
"So, it's a deal then?" Skylar questioned as she held back from dousing the demon with more holy water for being such a smart-mouth, wondering how painful it would be if she made the demon ingest it like Bobby had people take Holy water shots.
Meg glared hatefully at the conniving Trickster. Only one other time had a demon been tricked with a deal, and that was by her own brother. Or adoptive brother as she had made painfully clear earlier.
"Clocks ticking, demon. Either you answer, or..." Skylar began chanting the beginning of the exorcism, smirking when the demon roared out in pain.
Sam stood back as he realized the two men were going to break down the barricaded door, feeling like they shouldn't be doing that when Skylar could possibly still be in the middle of a summons.
"And here comes the troops." Meg said with a smirk as Skylar glanced towards the door at the same time that Dean and Bobby burst through, both seeing Meg in the room as well. "Hello boys." Meg greeted before pointing up.
Both men looked up to see the door being thrown off its hinges by them had caused a crack in the fairly fragile ceiling, a crack that went straight through the Devil's Trap. Meg turned her eyes towards Skylar as they darkened.
"You idiots!" Skylar barked before she was slammed against the wall, Meg charging up to her with a sinister smile on her own face now.
"So, who's the stronger one now?" Meg questioned with a flick of her wrist before Skylar winced, blood beginning to spill from her lips as Dean watched in horror before charging forward to stop the monster. "Ah, ah. I can kill her right now. Now, get back." Meg said as Dean glared hatefully at the demon, freezing in his tracks.
"You slut." Skylar growled before the demon whipped back around to look at her. "You're eying my brother like he's a piece of eye candy. Now I know why you took Sammy and not him." Skylar snarled before the ceiling began to crack more with the anger between the Trickster and the demon.
"Did you forget that you're not on the other side of the pentacle already?" Meg questioned before Skylar spat blood in her face, laughing at her.
"No, but I remembered that this house will fall with even the slightest shift. Oh, and that I filled the whole upstairs with salt. Last resort. Burn in hell, bitch." Skylar growled before the ceiling fell, sending both men in the doorway flying backwards out the door.
"Theo!" Sam yelled out as the whole house began to fall in a chain reaction to the missing second floor, the sounds of the demon's painful howls reaching outside.
"She had that demon trapped, she was trying to make a deal like your idiot father!" Bobby snapped angrily as the horror of the house falling on the demon and Trickster finally subsided.
"Stop making it sound like she's dead!" Dena barked as he grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt and threw him back.
Both Sam and Dean ran over to start digging through the rubble in search of Skylar, Bobby beginning to help them after his anger over his daughter's actions subsided a bit more.
Dean had barely hit the etched in pentacle when he heard Sam call for him, scrambling over only for his heart to stop at what he saw.
Even before the ceiling fell, the demon had gotten to her, having shoved a splintered piece of word into the Trickster's body since all Trickster's were capable of being killed by stakes.
Sam had to drag Bobby away from the scene for fear that the enraged father might take his anger out on the unfortunate Trickster.
Sam watched sadly as Dean begged the already gone Trickster to wake up, that it was just a minor scratch and that she was just sleeping. He wished what Dean was saying was true, he didn't want to lose his sister either. But he knew that even though neither had talked to one another in seven years, they were still closer to each other than anyone could see.
He gave Dean a bit of time with Skylar as he walked back to Skylar's Firebird, letting the tears fall finally over how much they had lost to the demons in such a short amount of time.
When day finally came Bobby pried the boys away from his daughter, saying that they needed to take care of the body. Dean refused to burn his baby sister, which Bobby knew he would refuse, but Sam finally gave in, deciding to do the funeral at Bobby's since it was where some of all of their best memories were.
Dean refused to leave Skylar's body until the day of the funeral, staying in the room trying to coerce his baby sister into figuring a way out of death, knowing she was the best hunter and Trickster, besides Loki, that he knew. "Please Skylar, you haven't talked to me in seven years." Dean grumbled as he sat beside the deceased.
"I remember how you used to gloat all the time. You'd say...no demon would get you. You'd get them and you would send them back to Hell where they belong. You said nothing would stop us." Dean grumbled as he laid his head on the side of the bed Skylar was on. "Don't let this stop you Theophilia. You're supposed to help fight the Yellow Eyed demon, remember." Dean reminded before feeling the presence of someone behind him, turning to see Loki.
"Leave, for a little bit. I want a few minutes with my daughter." Loki grumbled, his features for once devoid of cheerfulness and his joking attitude.
Dean was reluctant to leave Skylar's side for a few seconds before slowly standing up, leaving the room to let the Trickster god be with Theo.
Gabriel dug through the rubble of the fallen farm before finally finding what he was needing, a small door. He pulled the latch and looked down to see the bodies of many fallen monsters, and among them a rather beaten up Trickster. "About fucking time." Skylar grumbled up at the man, watching as he examined her.
"Everyone thinks you're dead. Your brother broke down." Gabriel alerted, for once not all cheerful like most Trickster wannabe's.
"I know they think I'm dead. That's why I forced that Shapeshifter into turning to my form before killing it. Looked pretty realistic if they fell for it." Skylar grumbled as Gabriel helped her out of the cellar, taking not of the fact that the girl was severely injured.
"How did you survive long enough?" Gabriel questioned as he wondered how mad Skylar would be to have his help with the injuries.
"I got down to the cellar as the demon was burning. I could have had the weapons we needed if only Bobby and Dean hadn't fucked everything up." Skylar growled as Gabriel led her out of the rubble.
"I don't see why you had to fake your death." Gabriel commented before Skylar collapsed to her knees, coughing up blood again from the demon's attack.
"I wasn't trying to. You knew the plan, I had to get that demon to take me to the Yellow Eyed Demon, and then you were going to resurrect me, until Bobby and Dean broke in and broke the deal." Skylar growled before falling forward, her injuries finally getting to her.
Dean didn't know why Loki left in a hurry, but once he was gone Bobby announced it was time to burn Skylar's body. Sam had to hold Dean back from taking a swing at the man's jaw.
Dean only made it halfway through the funeral before leaving, grabbing the nearest bottle of alcohol in Bobby's house and taking off in the Impala.
"That boy's as stupid as she was." Bobby commented once he found out what Dean had taken, knowing Dean was stupid, but not to the point of trying to put himself in the hospital again.
"Just let him go Bobby, he's probably going to just find somewhere dark to sit and drink, he won't drive like that." Sam stated, knowing that of all of them, even Bobby who was her father, Dean was hurting the most.
Skylar groaned as she woke up, looking around to see she was inside an old house, and her father sitting right across from her. "Oh no." Skylar muttered before seeing the way Loki's eyes narrowed at his only daughter's actions.
"A shapeshifter? Disguised as you? You think it is okay to fake your death?!" Loki roared in pure rage, his happiness in seeing Skylar alive and not dead at the hands of some filthy low-level demon hidden behind the anger.
"I was so close to getting her to take me to The yellow eyed demon. But Bobby and Dean busted in and broke the Devils trap, so she got free." Skylar explained as she sat up, realizing that Gabriel must have healed her since last time she checked, she had internal bleeding and gashes all over her. He didn't even leave scars from them, which she was a bit upset about.
"You shouldn't have tried to make a deal with a demon in the first place! You should have worked with your brothers if you were that desperate to find the demon!" Loki growled as he stood up to look down at his daughter.
"I couldn't let them help!" Skylar growled as she stood up to face her father. "You say what that thing did to Dean! I can't let him do it again, not to Sam, not to Dean again, not to anyone! They're my brothers, even if we're not related by blood. I'm not going to let that thing hurt anyone else." Skylar growled as her father's eyes softened.
This girl, this Trickster, even though she was filled with rage and a need for vengeance, she only was working to help her family, and to ensure the safety of others. Though she was as selfish as to try to give her life when her family needed her, she was only doing so for the greater good of others.
"Then why did you fake your death?" Loki questioned in a hushed growl, not needing to ask to know that Gabriel was probably a part of this whole escapade.
"I couldn't have them knowing that I'm alive and try to stop me from killing that demon. I know when they find out I am alive that Dean will probably try to lock me up for eternity, but I don't care. As long as that demon is dead, they can do whatever they want to me." Skylar stated as she started towards the door, wanting to get back to trying to track the demon down.
"You should let them help you." Loki spoke up before Skylar had a chance to leave.
Skylar glanced back at the old Trickster god for a second. "I'm sorry, but I can't. I can't live with the idea of letting them be hurt by this thing again." Skylar said before leaving to go continue her hunt for the demon.
Dean continued trying to drown himself in the bottle as he sat in the front seat of the Impala, having stopped on a deserted highway. He just wanted his Theo back, he wished he and Bobby hadn't interrupted. It was his fault, and he knew it and he hated himself more for it. First he kills his own dad, then he lets his Theo be killed by Meg.
He really was the worst brother, and son, ever.
He looked down at the small ring on the top of his pinky, scowling angrily before downing the rest of the bottle.
Skylar dug through the trunk of her Firebird, glad Bobby hadn't taken it when they left the farm. She knew she would need everything at her disposal. As she was digging through her trunk she found an old, crinkled picture in the bottom of her weapons compartment, slightly curious before taking it.
Skylar frowned deeply when she saw who was in the picture.
No wonder the picture was getting crinkled and yellow. It was from when she was sixteen, about four months after her hunt with Dean for the werewolf. She, Dean and Sam had all taken a little week-long road trip to drive Bobby crazy, and in the particular picture she had her two brothers standing in front of her, her arms wrapped around their necks and a cocky smirk on her face as they posed with one of their recent kills, a Vetala.
Dean's arm was wrapped around Skylar's waist protectively and Sam was just trying to get out of having to pose with a kill.
Skylar felt a tear slide down her cheek and quickly wiped it away, tucking the picture back into the bottom of her weapons compartment. Now she remembered why it was back there. She had put it back there as a reason to remind herself why she still hunted, even after she left. She may have been mad at Dean for being so protective and controlling, but no matter what she still loved him, Sammy and Bobby.
No matter what, she had to stop this demon. She wasn't going to let it hurt them anymore.
Dean groaned as he was sent flying from the demon, the gate to hell continuing to let god knows how many demons out of its doors. This wasn't good, not in the slightest. Demons were escaping from hell, and the yellow eyed demon had the Colt again.
It seemed like Dean might be going to hell a little earlier than in a year.
Old yellow eyes walked up to Dean with his cocky smirk as he held the Colt, pinning the eldest Winchester to a tree. He points out how Sam had killed the boy earlier in such cold blood before pulling the Colt. "And then my daughter killed your sister, I was so proud of her for that one." Yellow eyes snarled mockingly before pulling the gun to shoot Dean.
"You know, I even gave her the right to climb out of hell early, just for killing that meddling little Trickster." Yellow eyes stated with a proud smirk at his daughter's actions.
Yellow Eyes had barely gotten his finger on the trigger when a Tomb stone smashed over his head. "I'm not dead yet, you sorry excuse for a demon!" Skylar roared in a rage before tackling the demon, sending the Colt flying. "Now stay away from my family!" Skylar growled before throwing the demon into a nearby stone, watching as he stood up.
"Ah, so you did fake your death. I thought there was a reason why I couldn't find you in hell." Yellow eyed commented as Skylar stood her ground, lifting a nearby tomb stone and throwing it at the demon with all her strength.
"After your daughter tried to kill me, which by the way, is an impossible feat, I went into a little recuperation period. But guess what, I'm back and I'm going to make you suffer." Skylar growled angrily before the Demon lifted her and threw her through a nearby mausoleum, laughing as the mausoleum fell on her.
It was then that the Yellow Eyed demon was grabbed from behind by a familiar spirit, Dean grabbing the Colt quickly before his father released the demon. He fired the final bullet at the demon, watching as it flew into the heart of the beast who had tormented his family their whole lives.
The demon's corpse fell to the ground and Dean watched as his father's spirit smiled at him before vanishing with a flare of light.
After Dean had gotten up from giving his last words to the dead Demon was when he remembered his baby sister had been thrown into the nearby mausoleum.
Skylar growled as she kicked the rubble away from her, crawling out of the small gap in the stone before seeing her brother's rushing over to her. She stood up and glanced towards the dead demon, dawning a genuine grin for the first time in six years.
"Skylar...we thought..." Sam felt genuinely confused at the appearance of his supposedly dead sister.
"Come on, you think you can kill a Trickster? You burned a Shapeshifter, buddy. Even if I had died I still would have crawled out of hell just to see that." Skylar stated before she was pulled into Dean's chest, the man wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug, just glad she was still alive.
Latin Translations : Bonus , amicitia = Goodbye, friends
Ah, finally reunited after seven years apart. It's just too sweet. Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter as much as I did writing it for you. I didn't know how to work the show up at the big battle thing, hope that worked well enough though. Thanks for reading everyone, next chapter will be out ASAP. Now please review, since the normal terms follow for reviews for more than one chapter in a day.
