So here's the next chapter. Sorry it's so short. I promise the next one will be longer!! Enjoy!!! :)
Chapter Twelve
I walked into my room. Tyler had given me the addresses to the abandoned houses he was aware of. Within ten minutes Dean, Sam, and I were loaded up and ready to go. We hopped into the Impala and headed to the first address, which was a bust. So were the next three.
We made it to the last house right at dusk. We noticed there were candles lit throughout the house, which only meant someone was staying there. We got out of the car and shut our doors quietly.
We walked up to the house unnoticed. We eased the door open, and the room was empty. We decided to split up. Dean took the basement. I took the ground floor and Sam headed up stairs.
My floor was clear and apparently Dean's floor was clear also. He came up behind me and I spun around and punched him. He grabbed his nose and started cursing.
"Damn it Maddie."
"Sorry. You shouldn't sneak up on me like that. Let's just go see if Sammy found anything."
Dean didn't say anything. He just took off toward the stairs. I followed him up the steps. We looked around and found nothing. Not eve Sam. He was gone. We both were getting worried.
"SAM!" Dean started yelling. "Sammy come on man, answer me." He kept yelling, but got no response.
"Dean, where is he?" Dean looked at me and I could see the worry written all over his face. We heard foot steps on the stairs. A lot of foot steps. Dean and I both had our eyes locked on the door in the room that we stood in. The door opened and there stood six demons. There was no way we were walking out the front door. Not alive anyways.
Dean and I both looked around the room for an alternate escape. Both of our eyes landed on the large window behind us. Without a second thought we both jumped threw it. We jumped out a second story window. Let me tell you it hurt like hell when I hit the ground. We both struggled to our feet, and started running toward the Impala. Both of us were covered in blood. Me more so than Dean, considering I had on short sleeves and Dean was smart and wore long sleeves. We headed back to the school. Both of us knew where Sam was. The Yellowed eyed demon had taken him to Cold Oaks, SD., and we are determined to get him back.
