Chapter 10

Sam had fallen asleep on the sofa, his long legs hanging over the edge and a throw cushion pushed under his head. It would have taken an earthquake to wake him at that moment.

Karla emerged from the bathroom with a billow of steam following her and saw the sleeping Winchester and tip-toed into her own room where she pulled down the covers of her bed and gratefully climbed in. As she waited for sleep to envelop her, Karla began to think about all that had happened to her over the past couple of weeks but she was asleep seconds later.

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Felicity found herself pinned up against the fridge, Dean pressed up against her and not minding in the slightest. She tugged at his T-shirt, pulling it from his jeans and then reached under and around his back; making sure to avoid his new sutures in his side, running her hands up and down, feeling the taut muscles under her fingers.

Dean's lips left hers and travelled down her neck, trailing small seductive kisses along the way, making Felicity feel weak at the knees and thanking Dean for his strong embrace.

"Remember we were talking about heaven? I think it's time we head on over there." Dean whispered into her ear.

Felicity took her hands from under his T-shirt and then took Dean's hand in hers, pulling him out of the kitchen. They stealthily walked past the heavily sleeping Sam and headed towards Felicity's bedroom.

Once the door was closed, Felicity turned and approached Dean, whispered, "Show me heaven." And softly kissed him.

After making love several times, Felicity lay with her head resting on Dean's chest. Her fingers traced circles on his muscled chest.

"So," Dean said.

"So?" Felicity asked, looking up into his mesmerising green eyes.

"So, did we get to heaven?" Dean smiled.

"Several times." Felicity returned his smile. She leaned down and began to plant small soft kisses on his chest, moving down to his stomach as Dean released a small moan. Her fingers came into contact with his freshly sutured wound. "Does that hurt?" She asked.

"Only when I laugh." He said as he grabbed her arm and pulled her face close to his.

"You're such a funny man aren't you?" Felicity said. "But seriously Dean, how do you and Sam do what you do? I get totally freaked out just thinking about it."

"Well, it's a long story and I wouldn't wanna bore you with it right now." Dean said, evading the question.

Even though Felicity knew that there was more to it, she'd let it go for now. "So I guess that now this job is finished, you'll be moving on then." She knew that this was a one-off thing between Dean and her but still, she felt her heart begin to speed up.

"Have to make sure that it's all over but yeah – in a couple of days." Dean replied.

"Well then, I guess we'd better make the most of the time we've got." Felicity said as she straddled Dean's body.

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Sam didn't know what had woken him up from his deep sleep. He opened his eyes and began to focus on his surroundings. He slowly sat up a feeling of impending chaos travelling through his thoughts.

He got up and made his way into the kitchen only to find it empty but plates piled high with sandwiches sat untouched on the counter.

He took one of the sandwiches and took a huge bite out of it, still feeling the tingling sensation that something wasn't right. He wandered back into the lounge room – sandwich in hand and glanced down the hall at the closed bedroom doors, knowing full well that his brother was sharing one of those rooms with Felicity and more than likely, wouldn't emerge until well into tomorrow.

As Sam stood finishing off his sandwich, one of the bedroom doors opened and Karla slowly emerged dressed in an oversized shirt. She seemed lost in her own world as she entered the lounge room.

"Oh!" She said, noticing Sam for the first time.

"Don't mind me." Sam smiled at her.

"Just needed some water." She explained heading into the kitchen. She came back out moments later holding a tumbler of water. As she began to disappear into her room, she suddenly stopped and turned back. "Do you hear that?" She asked.

Sam frowned and listened. "Hear what?"

"That noise." She slowly walked back into the lounge room, a deep frown etched on her face. "It sounds like someone screaming."

Suddenly, Karla's body went rigid and the glass she was holding dropped from her hand and hit the floor, spilling the water and smashing into tiny fragments that scattered across the floor.

"Karla?" Sam enquired, walking towards her. Sam took in the sight of Karla's face frozen with a look of complete horror etched on it. As he took hold of her arms, he felt Karla's every muscle was taut and ungiving beneath his hands.

"F…f….fl…." Karla tried to speak.

Sam couldn't believe his own eyes as Karla's eyes began to drop tears of blood down her cheeks and a trickle of blood began to seep from her nose.

A low moan was coming from Karla that seemed to resonate and get louder until she let out a full blooded wail. As the sound escaped from her, it was followed by a steady stream of blood, which ran down her chin and began to soak into the front of her shirt.

Dean was gently tracing light tender kisses down Felicity's neck when the sound of the breaking glass was heard. He stopped and listened.

"What was that?" Felicity asked, sitting up.

Dean didn't respond. He climbed out of the bed, pulling on his jeans and reaching for his handgun from the bedside table. "Stay here." He said.

"Like hell!" Felicity said, also climbing out of the bed and pulling on her dressing gown.

Dean rolled his eyes at her. "Just stay behind me okay?" Dean carefully opened the door of the bedroom at the precise moment that Karla let her long resonating wail go.

Felicity pushed by Dean and ran out the door. "Karla?"

"Damn it Felicity!" Dean said as he tried to grab her and hold her back. But she shrugged off his hand and continued down the hall.

When Felicity got closer to where Karla and Sam were, she noticed the look on Sam's face. "What's going on?" She asked. She came up beside Karla and took in the sight of her friend with blood gushing from her face. "Oh Lord!"

Karla turned and looked at Felicity. Felicity sobbed once and took a step backwards at the sight of her best friend with blood streaming down her face. She felt her throat restrict as if invisible hands had her by the throat. "Wha…" she began but the grip on her throat began to increase. She began to claw at her throat as she also tried to draw in life giving air.

Sam grabbed at Felicity and tried to drag her away from Karla but he also felt a vice-like grip around his throat.

"What the hell's goin' on?" Dean said as he grabbed Sam's arm. "Sammy?"

Sam looked at his brother with eyes like saucers and made a strangled sound. Dean turned to Karla. "Let them go!" He said through clenched teeth as he crash tackled her to the ground. At the precise moment they both hit the ground, the invisible hold on Sam and Felicity was released.

Felicity fell to the floor, gasping and Sam began to gulp in air.

But Karla had not finished. She scrambled to her feet and ran into the kitchen.

"Dean! Don't let her get away!" Sam said hoarsely as he ran towards the kitchen doorway and came to a complete stop that caused Dean to run into the back of him.

Karla was standing in the middle of the kitchen; blood still streaming from her eyes and mouth and a large carving knife clenched in both her hands and raised above her head. "You're all to blame! You should have left him alone! He's going to kill you all!" Karla then brought the knife down and swiftly buried it into her stomach up to the hilt.

From behind Dean, Felicity let out a loud scream. She pushed past the brothers and rang towards her friend. "Nooooooooooo!"

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