Amy's POV
The front door slammed, echoing through the house. Dean walked past me into the kitchen. His voice drifting in from the room, "Whats wrong?"
I looked at Ellen, Ash and Jo who all sat on the couch. Waiting for Sam to reply. Their thoughts faint whispers in my mind.
"It's here."
My heart sped up for no reason. What's the point of being afraid if you don't know what it is? I answered my own question, it kills things. Ellen stood up and called to the brother's.
"How do you know."
"It reeks of evil?" I suggested.
Ellen ignored me, but Jo shot me a dirty look. Julia gave a small laugh behind me. At least someone thought it was funny, I thought. Sam and Dean walked into the room, Dean's thoughts bombarding my own, and I clenched my teeth. Sam shot me a comforting look before jabbing Dean in the ribs. Dean gave him a look of what-the-hell before realizing what he was doing. I smiled weakly. His thoughts left mine and I breathed a bit easier, and put up a mental wall. I'd have to get used to that, I thought, if I wanna stay with Julia and the brothers.
"Well?" Jo asked.
"Its a black dog." replied Sam gravely.
I felt my heart twinge. A black dog, not good. Julia shifted behind me and Jo spoke. "A black dog? That's it?" she folded her arms across her chest.
"Jo. Enough." snapped Ellen.
Jo clenched her teeth together in anger. Dean spoke up, "You might know them as a hell hound. Dogs of death."
"How do you know?" persisted Ellen.
"It makes sense, you said the Matthews farm died, then dead birds showed up. Jo said the wife died of cancer but there's no proof of her ever being diagnosed with cancer." Sam said, "You also said, you haven't seen this thing, well until now."
Sam net pale and I wondered what was wrong. I didn't know much about hell hounds only that they represented death. Julia took a sharp intake of breath. Everyone knows but me I thought grimly. "Only you saw it Sammy." Dean pointed out and Sam shot him a disapproving look.
Dean gave Sam a teasing smile before continuing, "Salt every window and door to prevent it from coming in, that'll give us sometime to figure out how to kill it."
Ellen, Ash, and Julia walked past us and into the kitchen. Jo walked up to Dean, she's short I thought, because she had to look up at Dean.
"Going to parch the dog to death? Think we can't take care of ourselves?" she asked, looking at him with big brown eyes.
Dean gave her a short smile, one that didn't reach his eyes, "Not at all. Just the fact you didn't do this before makes me wonder."
I coughed covering up the laugh that nearly escaped. Jo looked me up and down before leaving. Dean strode over to Sam and I. Sam's pale face came to mind and the question burst forth from my lips,
"What weren't you saying?"
Sam smiled, at least I knew there was something I thought. "All hell hounds are raised by something, a demon. They collect the payment that has been made. Usually a persons life." Sam said
I raised an eyebrow for him to go on. But Dean spoke up instead. "Only the payment should have been dealt with, with the death of the guy's wife. And the dog should have disappeared. But it's not, I think someone knows where here."
"How do you know exactly?" I asked.
Dean groaned, "Anyone who sees a black dog, death follows. We have to stop it before that happens."
I swallowed the lump that rose in my throat. Was Sam going to die? Or someone else? Putting on my poker face I said, "Let's kill the damn thing."
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The house became pitch black as he sun disappeared. The brothers and Ash were in the other room. Looking up lore on the black dog. Small traces of the light leaking into the kitchen where Julia and I stood gazing out the kitchen window. Jo and Ellen were upstairs getting extra blankets for us to sleep on. Such a big house buy only three bedrooms. Shame, I would have like a bed.
"There's nothing out there." Julia announced.
"Going all 6th sense on me?" I teased. Julia had a sensitivity to be able to know if something was coming. Not visions, just a feeling and she'd only get them if she focused.
"Funny." she said flatly. "I'm serious. I don't want to sleep here."
"Why?" I asked peering out the window, looking for anything even though Julia was probably right.
She snorted, "Did you really just ask that?"
"Yes." I replied, pulling away and looking at her. I didn't have to read her mind to know she didn't like Jo. Or the fact that Jo kept looking at Dean longingly.
"You should know why." she said huffily.
I sighed, knowing she was reluctant to say anything in case it was nothing. To cheer her up I said, "Dean can be dumb but I don't think he'd be that dumb."
She snorted and looked out the window. "I'm telling you its not out there."
"I know but we can pretend to be guarding." I said.
She scoffed at me and walked towards the door. The sound of salt scuffing the floor was soft. Opening the door, Julia took a step forward, the screen door opening with a creak. I knew she had conflicting feelings of staying inside or going outside and sleeping in the Impala.
"The dog is going to eat you." I teased.
"I'll take my chances then." she laughed and left.
Reluctantly I followed her. We stepped off the porch and onto the dewy lawn. I shouted after her, "You're seriously gonna sleep out in the Impala?"
"I just don't like it in there." she yelled back and I ran to catch up with her.
"Is the 'it' referring to Jo?" I smirked.
"She doesn't have anything to do with this." she replied irritated.
"And that's why your sleeping out in Dean's car with a possible hell hound lurking about?" I said flatly.
"Its not out here!" she shouted.
"Oh my god!" I said turning around.
"What?" Julia asked half interested on what I was doing. She was in front of the black Impala.
"I heard something. I think-" I said dramatically, "it.was. JO!"
Tugging on the back door of the Impala, it opened. The steel frame emitting a creak. Julia just shook her head at me and asked, "Why'd you follow me? You gonna sleep on your bike?"
"Ha. Ha." I said dryly as she stepped into the Impala and I followed. Opening the car door I stuck my head in the old car and said, "And no, I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
Looking straight at me she held my gaze and replied, "I"m fine."
"Yeah, and the last time you said that you died." I pointed out.
"Amy. I'll be okay." she persisted.
"Okay. Whatever you say. See you tomorrow then." I said, got in the car and slammed the door shut.
Walking back to the house I slipped inside. The kitchen was still dark, the hushed voices of the guys in the dining room greeted me. I walked over into the dimly lit room. Ash bent over a pile of junk that slightly resembled a laptop. Okay I thought.
Everyone looked up as I said, "Having a sleep over?"
Dean smirked at me, Ash had a silly grin on his face and Sam raised an eyebrow at me. His brown eyes peered past me towards the kitchen then me. I thought he wanted something when Dean said, "Where you just outside?"
"Yea." I said causally.
"What?!" Dean roared.
"You gonna ground me now?" I countered back.
"Amy its not safe out there." Sam said softly.
"We checked. It was all clear." I said, offended.
"We?" Dean asked dangerously.
Oh, crap. I thought. Way to go Amy. Slowly I said, "Me and Julia."
"Where is she?" asked Dean, fear rolling off of him in waves.
"Dean..." I began, wondering why he was angry. If Julia said it was okay then it was okay. An idea popped into my head, what if they didn't know? Damn it! I thought. Dean stood up and pushed past me, hard enough to make me stumble back. Apparently they didn't know she could cast. Whipping my head back I saw Dean storm out of the house. Damn it, I thought I should have been quiet!!
"You okay?" Sam whispered next to me.
I looked up into his brown eyes and mumbled yea. Ash stood up from the couch and closed his junk contraption. "Well, I think we'll call it a night." he said, slowly obviously feeling out of place in the fight that had just happened, and left the room.
"I'm sorry." I whispered to Sam and looked at the screen door. Dean careless at not shutting the wooden door.
"Don't worry. Julia will bring him down." Sam replied, "Just a question though."
I turned to look at him, his gaze met mine then left. "How'd you know it was safe? Did you figure how to kill it? A hand scratched bullet perhaps?"
I laughed and hurriedly whispered what Julia could do. He nodded saying, "That explains a few things."
I smiled and the sound of footsteps on the stairs made us turn. "Whys the door open?" Ellen asked. Arms loaded down with blankets.
"Dean thought he'd sleep in the Impala." Sam said hesitantly.
Ellen raised her left eyebrow up, "With a hell hound outside?"
"Better protection." I chimed in on the lie. Who'd ant to know Julia loathed Jo? Even if nothing would ever happen between her and Dean? We helped Ellen with her load, smiles plastered to out faces. Dean was going to be pissed at having to sleep in the car I thought.
