Look at me, getting up a new chapter within a month! And I don't even own a computer! Woo!
This next chapter is with Sammy and Alex again.
Disclaimer: If I don't own a computer I definitely don't own Supernatural.
The house was a mess. Every book case had been emptied, very drawer had been pulled out, and their contents were scattered on the floor. Still know witch-y stuff.
"There's no black magic here, Alex. We've checked everywhere," Sam said, wiping his brow.
"There's gotta be something! I mean, they all died after coming here for a Greek club meeting!" Alex said.
Sam had noticed that when she got frustrated Alex's Southern accent was very prominent, and it was kinda cute. But not right now! Right now there was something evil in this house, and they had to find it!
As Alex stomped her foot in aggravation, the whole house shook.
"Ho-ly fuck... did I do that?" she asked. Sam was about to answer when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. The book case had fallen over when Alex had caused the minor earthquake, and behind it was a hole in the wall covered by a veil, which was now fluttering in the breeze.
"Alex, I think you found it," Sam said, running over to the hole.
"Well," Alex said, obviously nervous, "here's our witch-y stuff."
"You're not getting cold feet now, are you?" Sam teased.
"What? No! Of course not! I'd just, uh, feel better about exploring the Cave of Wonders if Cas and Dean were with us," Alex said, trying not to show exactly how scared she was, "And you would've thought the police guys could've moved a bookcase."
"Yeah. Nothing like good ol' American law enforcement," Sam joked awkwardly. Actually, just about everything Sam had done in the last few days was awkward.
"So, um, what do we do? Call Velma and Louise?" Alex asked.
"I guess," Sam said, pulling out his phone. He dialled and it rang for a few seconds. "Dean. Hey, so get this, we found something... Yeah, it's this cave in the house... Cas said what?...Dean! We can't just leave! There are people in danger!... Okay, we'll meet you back at the motel. Wait, actually we need a ride... No I'm not twelve!... She's not my- you know what? Shut up jerk!" Sam hang up.
"What was that all about?"Alex asked.
"Dean wants us to meet him at the motel but won't give us a ride."
"Okay. So? I'll just mojo us on over there. I mean, I know it's not your favourite means of transportation, but it's bette than walking," Alex said. Sam shrugged and she zapped then back to the motel.
Really short, I know, but it's the best I can do right now.
ALLONS-Y
