A week later....

"Get over it, man." Sam said as Dean looked at his phone.

"Get over it? I could've got laid." Dean said slamming his phone shut.

"I think its more than that, Dean. But we need to get on with our lives."

"Really? So you can date sweet princess Penelope, and I cant fuck Cleo?"

"Dont say that."

"No, I really wanna know what makes your relationship different from mine?"

"So now its a relationship." Sam slipped a smiled. The look on Deans face was classic. "Dean, she wanted to go home."

"But I would've taken her."

"No you wouldnt have." Then the car went silent. "Shes not a pet."

"Still wasnt right, dude."

"Grow up." Sam said looking at the map in his hands, then at a sign on the road. "Dean, why are we going toward Pontiac?"

"Just shut up."

- - -

Dean banged his hand on the door.

"Dean, come on. Lets go home."

"No." Dean said stubbornly. When he knocked on the door a third time, he checked the knob. "Its open." Dean gestured to Sam, and they pulled out their guns. They slowly made their way in. Dean looked at Sam when he heard a noise. Sam nodded. Dean counted in his head, 1,2,3. "Freeze!" Dean said jumping out into the living room. "Cleo?"

"Hi, Dean." Cleo said turning around, her eyes going black. "Your so careless with your toys. I like this body more than I did last time."

"Mirra." Dean mumbled.

"It tells me things."

"Dean, you know her?" Sam whispered.

"Old friend." Dean said sarcastically. Mirra flung her hand up sending, Sam back into a sofa. Dean ran after Mirra and she pulled a knife to her stomach. Dean froze in his tracks.

"I can hear her screaming, Dean. She wants to be dead. I guess she cant handle it, but I'll make sure she gets it good in hell."

"She hasnt done anything wrong." Dean said.

"No, but I hear God doesnt look so kindly on non-believers." Mirra snuck a smile and cut herself.

"Stop!" Dean yelled.

"Ouch, she cried and Mirra kept going." Mirra said sending more cuts into Cleos body. Mirra threw Dean against the wall. "Please, oh no! Stop! What am I doing?" Mirra said dryly. She walked over to Sam. Sam tried to move, but he couldnt.

"Leave Sam, alone!" Dean yelled.

"I just have a question, is all." Mirra said. "Sam, wheres your demon bitch? Oh thats right, Lilith chained her up bad."

"Why dont you just kill us?" Sam said.

"Its not my role to. In fact, I hear this isnt even your universe. Cant wait til that bitch sends you two Dixie chicks home." Sam tried his best to lift his hand.

"Your lying." Dean smiled.

"Maybe. But who cares-?" Mirra stopped talking and began choking. Smoke leaked out of Cleos mouth. Mirra fell to the floor choking, until it was all out. Dean looked at Sam, who had his hand out. Dean forgot about it for a moment and went to aid Cleo. He checked her breathing status.

"Shes still breathing!" Dean said to Sam.

"Lets get her to a hospital."

- - -

Cleo flinched at the bright light in her face. "God, what a way to wake up." She mumbled holding her hand in front of her eyes. She sat up, whimpering in the process.

"Shes in here, Mr. Richards." The nurse said guiding Dean in. He thanked her and walked over to Cleo.

"Are you alright?" Dean said.

"I'm fine... But I remember everything. I'm sorry, for anything I said." Cleo said.

"Dont worry, it wasnt you talking."

"My boyfriend is probably-" Cleo stopped herself when Dean made a face. An awkward moment of silence fell over them. Suddenly the door opened.

"Cleo! Are you okay?" Penelope said running over to Cleos bedside. Penelope knelled beside Cleo and took her hand. "I was so worry!" Cleo couldnt help but smiled.

"Your over dramatic."

"But its genuine!" Penelope said. Sam followed behind her, pulling her up to her feet.

"Why dont we just take a seat?" Sam suggested.

"Kay."

"You can go home tomorrow, But I wanna take you somewhere to prevent this again." Dean said watching Sam and Penelope talk.

"Where?"

"Tattoo parlor."

Cleos face went white. "I'm scared of needles, Dean. Isnt there some other way?"

"Yes, but this way is easier." Dean said grinning widely.

"So she was possessed?" Penelope said to Sam.

"Yeah. The same demon, twice." Sam said.

"Do you know the demon? Was it...Lilith?"

"No. Something named Mirra. But Dean claimed to have killed it with this special knife we have. We dont know how it could have came back." Penelope processed Sams words.

"Maybe it was a different demon. Maybe their working together. You know following you and stuff."

"How you come up with that?"

"I dunno, lucky guess?" Penelope said her eyes black. She flipped her hand up and flung Sam. "Dean!" She called to get his attention. Dean looked over as she walked over to him.

"Come on!" Dean whined. "Thats it, your both getting them." Dean mumbled. "Getting tired of these bitches!"

"A 'hi, nice to meet you' would of work too ya know." Penelope said.

"Hi, bitch, nice to meet you." Dean said.

"Its Aithne. But you can call me bitch if you wanna get dirty." Aithne said.

"Sorry, sweetie, I dont swing that way. Not with a demon." Dean said.

"Too bad. Your loss." Aithne flipped her hand up and Dean flew into a table. "Time to die."


Everyones getting possessed! lol. Lets hope Dean, Sam, Penelope, and Cleo live to prevent thi again.