AN: Ok, so I didn't really like that last chapter as much. Dialogue is a problem of mine. So this time, my bestie Ron is doing dialogue for me! Yay for Ron! We own nothing but all the original characters and we had to take out loans on those.
"WHAT THE HELL WE'RE YOU DOING?" John screamed as Sam shut the door. "Leah and Sindy found an I.D on the ghost. They called and-" John interrupted "Did you miss the nice little chat me and Dean had about those two? And how did they get your number?" "I guess you missed the part where Sindy's dad is FBI. She hacked his computer and found the file." Sam shot back. Venom in every word he said. "Hacking...Sexy..." Dean said sitting in the chair waiting to go the burger place down the road for dinner. Dean then suddenly realized that Sam had just spent two hours or so with the girls that they weren't supposed to see "Why does he get to go see them and I'm stuck in this dump?" "He wasn't supposed too! Both of you go upstairs and get ready. We're going down to that theater tonight so we can end this and get the hell out of this town and away from those two." John stated and turned around. "Dad there is no way we're leaving anytime soon. This is the one school that doesn't suck as much Jefferson Starship." Dean argued back. Sam joined in, "We can't leave they need us." "I SAID GO!" John snapped and the boys stormed upstairs. Sam slammed the door to his bedroom, planning on avoiding communication with his whole family for quite awhile. It was not fair that he was not able to even talk to Leah or Sindy at all! Dean was broken up about it too, but it wasn't as if Dean was still fighting for Sindy at all. He quit, broke down right after Sam left the house, and lord help Sam when he arrived home. Dad had ripped him a new one, and didn't even seem to care about the new info Sam had obtained.
Sam threw himself onto his bed with a sigh. They were going to the theatre tonight to investigate and search for remains to burn. He almost hoped they didn't find any. Sam wanted to stay and explore the feelings he might have for Leah. Right when he thought that, his cell rang. He answered it.
Sam answered sounding really depressed, "Hello?"
"Sup Gigantor?" Leah replied.
Sam was glad just to hear her voice. It made this nightmare seem like it wasn't so real. He could handle a nightmare but Leah made everything better somehow. He didn't really know how though. "Gigantor? You still alive over there?" Leah asked after the silence. "Yeah. I'm still here. Dad wants to go to the theater tonight and finish the job." "Sweet! We'll come with you!" Leah said. Sam heard Sindy ask about what was up and after Leah told her she agreed to go. "Guys you can't come." Sam said.
"There is no way you can do this without us! You need our help."
"You guys can't come. Did you forget what she did to Sindy?"
"SO? Sindy said it doesn't matter. It just proved to us that we aren't completely and totally crazy. We're coming."
"You guys can't come. It's too dangerous."
There was a pause and some whispers. Then Leah said "You can try to keep us from coming but there is no way you can stop us. So either you tell us what keeps the Boogieman at bay or we walk into that theater unprepared and will most likely die and our blood will be on your hands."
"Fine. Salt and Iron. The salt is like a purifier and ghosts are impure so they can't pass it. Iron...we really don't know how it effects the ghosts but it does.
"THANKS!" then the line went dead.
Sam slammed down the phone, once again irritated with the world in general. He did not understand what part of NO Leah didn't get. Was it the N or the O? He sighed again, and started to gather his hunting supplies, and blessed a fresh batch of water just in case. After all that, he headed out to the Impala, prepared for an intense round of the silent treatment. Not that his dad will notice, but it will make Sam feel better.
At the same time, Sindy and Leah were in Leah's room, planning an invasion. Of the theatre kind! All of their info was taken from the net, so they loaded bags full of salt and a can of iron shavings, stolen from Leah's dad, a chemistry teacher at Peakeville High (Leah was gonna catch hell, but not important right now) and headed out on the road, bound for the nearest bus stop. "I feel like we're carrying around a dead body!" Sindy said in a whispered scream. "Oh. It's fine. Act casual and no one will notice...I really hope mom is making hamburgers for dinner..." Leah said as she stared off into space. They never once figured they would ever be in danger from the ghost at all, despite Sindy's wounds from the last time they were face to face with Stella. As Dean and Sam would say later, IDIOTS! Both groups arrived at the theatre by seven thirty, both unknown to the other. The girls went in the front door, left unlocked by the night guard, Dan, who used to date Leah's mom last year, and believed that she had a report due on the building and no time during the day to research it. Leah is a fantastic liar. And Dan was not a little bit slow. Don't smoke pot, kids was exactly what Sindy said when they were well out of earshot.
The boys arrived in a more complicated way. They climbed through the second story window in the back. "Why didn't we just pick the lock on the backdoor?" Sam complained. "Dad wants to take the long way to get to the dressing rooms so we can 'bond'" Dean did air quotes around 'bond' to emphasis the hatred he had at the moment. Sindy and Leah were walking back to back to be sure that nothing could sneak up on them. Meanwhile the boys were walking straight for the dressing rooms. Leah and Sindy saw a figure that looked like Stella but she didn't seem to notice them. They started walking backwards to get away from her. Sindy got chills from the thought of that lady. Then all of the sudden Leah and Sindy ran into someone. They both let out a bloody murder scream and turned to see the boys holding their ears for the sake of their hearing. Once Sindy saw them she quickly turned around to look for Stella. She knew Stella had to of heard that. "What's wrong?" Dean asked looking in the same direction. "What the hell are they doing here?" John asked putting a lot of emphasis on they. Sam wasn't that surprised since Leah had told them that they were coming. "Hey Captain Diccubus." Sindy continued," We came here because you need us and what's the better distraction than the person she wants to carve up?" "Yeah and I'm just here for the moral support!" Leah added cheerfully. It took all Dean had not to hug Sindy. He hadn't seen her in a while and he was glad he didn't have to put up the Brady Bunch act on around them. "Let's just finish this..." John said and headed toward the dressing room. They all filed into the dressing room. "Look for something that the ghost could be attached to." John said in a monotone voice. They all walked around and looked for something anything that could be attached. Sam was searching by the charred couch. Sindy saw a flash of blue speed toward him. She blinked her eyes a few times and it wasn't there. Just then, Sam stumbled and moved the couch a good half a foot. Leah saw a gold locket. She picked it up and found a chunk of hair that was the same color as hers. John grabbed it put it, on the floor, threw some salt and gas on it and flipped open a lighter. Just then Stella came in and said "You. Get out of my dressing room!" and started running towards Sam. John dropped the lighter on it just before Stella attacked Sam. She burst into a giant flame and was gone. "Good job. Now let's get packing boys we're leaving tomorrow afternoon." John said. "What? You're leaving?" Leah and Sindy said together. John led the gang out of the room. Sam stayed behind. "You coming Sammy?" Dean yelled back. "I'll be out in a sec." He replied. Sam turned toward the mirror. His eyes flashed blue, a grin of evil flashed across his face and he said, "Hello World! Charlie's back in the game of the living!" He turned and ran for the rest of the group waiting in the Impala.
RN (Ron's Note): Ok all you happy crazy Supernatural fans…I have a thing to say and it's that all the remarks that Dean/Sam/John or any other character makes are for pure entertainment and are not to actually be taken seriously.
