DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL, SAM OR DEAN BUT ALL CHARACTERS THAT ARE NOT THE WINCHESTERS, ARE MINE. ORPHANAGE IS MADE UP; I THINK…I DON'T KNOW, I LIVE IN AUSTRALIA…LOL.
WARNINGS: MILD LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE IN THE FORM OF WINCHESTER ASS-KICKING AND FUTURE SEXUAL CONTENT (DON'T WORRY, NO SAM/DEAN PAIRINGS-I DON'T THINK I COULD BRING MYSELF TO WRITE OR EVEN THINK ABOUT WRITING WINCEST, I LOVE THE BOYS TOO MUCH!) JUST KEEP READING; YOU'LL CATCH ON. IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT IDEA; IM NOT FORCING YOU TO READ.
A/N: HEY ALL! HERES THE NEXT CHAPPIE, REVIEW PLEASE! CHEERS! IM UPDATING ALL MY STORIES TONIGHT BECAUSE I'M GOING AWAY ON HOLIDAYS TOMORROW.
SUMMARY: SAM HAS A VISION THAT LEADS THE BROTHERS TO AN OLD HAUNTED ORPHANAGE IN MINNESOTA-RATED M, JUST TO BE SAFE.
SUPERNATURAL-THE FACES OF INNOCENCE
CHAPTER
NINE: Healing and a one time joy ride
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Kaitlyn's eyes snapped open as she felt a cold hand pass through her body and grasp her heart.
The icy pain was almost unbearable as the apparition crushed her heart with frosty hands. Unable to regain her composure, the let out an ear-piercing scream as her body screamed for blood.
Her breath caught in her throat as it came increasingly more difficult to breathe, and the ghost cackled.
Kaitlyn's head was pounding now, and she felt herself slipping away. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her brain began to shut down.
"Hey! Asshole! Get the hell away from her!" Dean yelled as the brother's stumbled onto the scene.
The spirit looked up, and smiled.
"It's too late, your friend is drawing her last breath," he replied with venom. Dean's let down his barriers just for a moment to at Kaitlyn. Her face was slack, her lips blue, and slightly parted, her body limp. His heart sank, but he returned his attention to the spirit.
"I said, get the fuck away from her!"
Dean shot at the ghost; several times it took before the fiend disappeared.
He dropped the weapon and ran to Kaitlyn's side, Sam close behind.
He dropped to his knees and lifted her head up, the back, sticky with blood.
Tears formed in Dean's eyes as he checked for a pulse. Finding none, he let out a growl and lifted the woman to his chest and held her as tears fell down his face.
"Please wake up, please…"
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"Kait, c'mon babe, open them eyes, naptime's over," Dean begged softly. Still getting no response, he lay her back down and proceeded to perform CPR.
Two breaths to every fifteen…
He thought to himself, desperately pumping his oxygen into her starved lungs.
"C'mon, wake the fuck up!"
"Dean…" Sam stepped forward.
"No Sam, shut the hell up!" he said through gritted teeth.
"Dean! Let me try something!"
The eldest hesitated, but moved aside, allowing his younger brother to try to resuscitate their friend.
Sam cradled Kaitlyn in his arms and closed his eyes.
Reaching inside of himself, he concentrated on the speck of pure light that lay dormant inside him. Soon he was prodding it gently with his mind, allowing the strength to build up, to be consumed by the light. The glow radiated from within him and spilled out, consuming Kaitlyn as well.
"Sam!" Dean tried to move forward but was stopped by the blinding shine.
In seconds it was all over. The glow flew back into Sam, and he fell limp and barely conscious by Kaitlyn's side.
She seemed to be cured by all ailments as Dean scrambled over to see if his little brother was ok.
"Sammy? Jesus Sam, what did you do?" Dean muttered.
"I'm…okay Dean, is Kait alright?" he replied weakly.
"I'm fine Sammy, just a bit tired, chest hurts a bit, but I'm okay," she reassured him.
Dean looked up. "Thank god you're okay!" he exclaimed.
"Yeah, have you been crying?"
Dean blushed. "Umm I've got something in my eye,"
Kaitlyn laughed and threw her arms around Dean, and when she pulled away, did the same to Sam.
"Thanks guys," she said, smiling. "For bringing me back,"
Dean shook his head. "It was all Sam sweetheart,"
"No it wasn't Kait, Dean tried to give you CPR, but you wouldn't wake up, I had to practically pry him away with a crowbar!" Sam disagreed. He was regaining his strength by the minute.
"I cheated, Dean did all the work,"
The Older hunter blushed, and looked away. "It was nothing," he muttered.
"Your both hero's…hey wait, do you guys see what I see?" Kaitlyn asked staring at the gravestone that she had hit her head on.
Dean's eyes widened and Sam nodded.
Lionel Ritter
1850-1900
"Yes! Found the bastard! Can we of him yet?" Kaitlyn asked, rubbing the back of her head absentmindedly.
Dean shook his head.
"Not yet, we have to wait until tonight, so we have the cover,"
"But aren't people more likely to see the fire?" Kait argued.
Again Dean shook his head. "People only see what the want to see, and besides, where to far back to be noticed,"
"So then why?"
Dean shot her a warning look and she promptly shut her mouth. Of course she knew that he was only postponing the trip so he could make sure she and Sam were okay.
Dean picked up his shotgun, and the one that Kait dropped and they trudged through the cemetery, back toward the Impala.
They got to the car, and Dean fished around in his pocket for the keys.
"Hey Kait, you wanna drive?" he asked.
An evil grin spread across her face, and for a spit second, Dean was regretting the question.
She caught the keys one handed and slid into the drivers seat.
"Samantha, you're in the back," Dean said, receiving a slap to the back of his head for the remark.
"Bitch," Dean teased.
"Jerk," Sam shot back, jumping into the car.
Kaitlyn rolled her eyes and turned the key in the ignition.
The engine roared to life and she sat there momentarily with a grin on her face, listening to the engine, before she slammed her foot onto the gas and spun the car around.
"Whoa! Kait, watch my car!" Dean yelled over the sound of Kaitlyn's squeal of excitement.
"I love this car!" The proclaimed, slipping AC/DC into the player.
"I'm on the highway to hell…the highway to hell!" She sang as she sped down the road toward the motel, all the while, Sam and Dean, were holding on for dear life.
"We're here," Kaitlyn said, pulling into the parking lot. Dean practically dove from the car, and Sam stumbled out, uneasy. They both glared at Kaitlyn.
She shrugged. "What?" Dean, grabbed her hand and pulled her from the car, then ripped the key's from the ignition.
"I am never, ever letting you drive my baby again," he said.
Kaitlyn pouted. "But Deeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaannnnnn,"
"Ever,"
There you go, I decided to ease off a bit, and lighten things up. This will be my last update until next Tuesday at least,(oz time) so enjoy. It gives you plenty of time to get your reviews in, so go ahead, press that lonely little button down there in the left hand corner of the screen. You know you want to!
