I have school tomorrow :( So I thought I'd upload another chapter before then. It's kinda cruddy, I have to admit...So sorry!
It took Sam minutes to gather up the courage to find a way to respond.
"Dean, I-" A brisk knocking at the door cut Sam's sentence short. Dean quickly cleared his throat and answered.
"Who is it?" He asked, walking to the door.
"Just open the damn door already." He heard a woman huff. Dean open the door and frowned.
"Elena...?" Sam asked, tilting his head, moving closer to the door. The brunettes hair was curled tightly, her eyelashes coated in mascara making them stand out even more. She rolled her eyes.
"No, that...is Katherine." Dean mumbled. Katherine stepped inside, her knee high boots lengthening her legs that Sam couldn't stop staring at.
"Well done. You can now tell us apart." Katherine gave Dean a pat on the back and sat down on one of the wooden chairs, crossing her legs. Sam looked at Dean and back to Katherine.
"Wait, this...is..." Sam began, watching Katherine motion with her hands for him to hurry up. Dean slammed the door, marching over to Katherine.
"This is the one I met in Dallas." Katherine grinned.
"So you do remember." She laughed, winking at him.
"Doppleganger." Sam breathed, remembering what is was Elena had said to them. Katherine nodded.
"Well done genius, you go to the top of the class." She applauded him quickly, stopping when Dean caught her wrist with his hand. "Aw, you miss me Dean?" Katherine asked, smiling sweetly at him.
"Bite me bitch." Dean shot back, now full of anger.
"Ouch, that much huh? Don't worry baby doll I missed you too." She responsed. Dean licked his lips and glared at Katherine. Not Elena, not Elena. He was aloud to punch her because of that. Althought he refrained from doing so.
"Well I see you two clearly have some issues you need to work out. But bigger picture, if it was you in that cage last night, you can tell us what they wanted you for. Something about a ritual. Tell us what these guys are up to, right?" Sam asked.
"I see Elena moved on from the Salvatores quickly, she taking over a new set of brothers? She's tried out some Dean and is now planning on moving onto the younger one? I know thats what I'd do." Katherine replied, completely side stepping Sam's question.
"Yeah but your a whore, so who gives a crap what you think." Dean almost yelled. Katherine tilted her head to look at Dean.
"You better be careful I don't cut your tongue out of that pretty mouth of yours. So why don't we play nice?"
"You can take that "Play nice" and shove it up your a-" Sam cut Dean off by treading on his foot. "What Sam? She's a bitch!"
"I may be a bitch, but I'm the only bitch thats going to help you." Katherine smirked, standing up and walking over to Sam. She pressed her palm to his chest, craning her neck to reach his face. "So you gunna let me help...or not?" She almost whispered, pressing her lips to his. Dean closed his eyes whilst turning around and rubbing his hand across his lips. When he looked back Sam had Katherine in an embrace, their lips synced. Sam pulling desperately at Katherines chocolate mane. Dean cleared his throat making them pull away from eachother. Sam took a step back looking a flustered. Katherine licked her lips, smirking.
"I'd take the or not." Dean answered, taking in Katherine's annoyed expression.
"I'm sorry, here was me thinking that you didn't have a clue where to start first. And oh wait, you don't...Let me help." She demanded. Dean could almost see her stomping her feet and throwing a tantrum like a 4 year old. He was starting to picture Katherine in pigtails when he heard the wave of sound being produced from Sam.
"What do you know?" Sam asked, crossing his arms. Katherine laughed.
"What they're planning to do...to me and Elena." She mimicked Sam's pose and 'listening intently' facial expression. Dean frowned.
"What do they want with you two?" Dean asked. Katherine was going to be stubborn, just like the night he met her in Dallas. He gave a small sigh as he remembered everything about that night.
Dean and Sam were working on a case of a Djinn. Sam was sleeping off the pain of his cuts and bruises, where as Dean was drinking away the pain. The bar was a regular bar, with tacky signs plastered on the walls, the "regulars" talking about what it was they saw Tom Greenleaf doing at the weekends in his wifes best Sunday dress and how he always TiVo'd 'Ellen' whenever it was on. Dean had groaned, closing his eyes and resting his head on the bar. A clonking of heels grew louder as someone walked in and sat next to him. Dean had been impressed by the sight before him. Katherine her name had been, not that Dean was certain he'd remember it afterwards. She batted her eyelashes and pouted her candy apple lips, and with that she had him. They had fun. Maybe too much fun. Dean woke up feeling slightly drowsy, Katherine was nowhere to be seen. Yawning he ran a hand over his neck, wincing when he felt a sharp pain. She had bitten him. She had left him high and dry, and now Dean really disliked her.
"They want to get a bunch of us together and do a rendition of 'Wicked'," Sarcasm was not pretty on Katherine, Dean decided. "They want us for a ritual!" She snapped, drawing Sam's attention away from her shapely figure.
"What kind of rital?" Sam asked, quirking an eyebrow. Katherine shrugged.
"Something to do with the red moon." She answered, tapping her foot in thought.
"Red moon?" Dean frowned.
"Did I stutter? Yes, red moon...something needs to happen then...which is tonight."
"Crap." Sam muttered, chewing at him thumb. "Cas...call Cas, he'll know what to do." So they waited, for a response...of any kind. Katherine sat at the oak table, eyeing up the Winchesters. Dean was thinking about his and Sams conversation, what was it Sam was going to say to him? That question gnawed away at him for minutes.
Elena awoke to snoring, it was a light snoring that she could easily get used to. Stretching out her body her hand brushed against warm flesh, she rested her hand on what felt like an arm, feeling with her fingertips the raised bumps of a hand print that felt burnt on but had healed over time. Definitely not Stefan. Then she remembered the day before, the argument with Castiel and Stefan. She was drinking, with Dean. Elena brought herself to gaze upon the body next to hers, barely covered by the thin duvet. Her eyes widened slightly in horror at the naked Dean sleeping besides her. She clamped a hand over her mouth to stop from gasping.
"No, no no!" She whispered, looking around the room and spotting clothes scattered everywhere. Elena hurried from the bed silently gathering her clothes. She pulled on her jeans whilst constantly watching Dean incase he woke up, it would be a lot more awkward if he saw her leaving without a second to the door she picked up her bag, quickly looking over at Dean one last time before leaving. She closed the door quietly, holding a breath incase the door slammed. Hurrying along the motel walkway her gaze caught the window of another room where she saw a sleeping Sam, wrapped up in what looked like a million blankets. Elena giggled quietly before continuing her walk home. As she walked Elena thought about the previous night. How could she have been so stupid as to get drunk with someone she barely knew and worst of all, she had cheated on Stefan. OK, she was the one who decided they go on a break because of how jealous he was being about Castiel, when really he should of be jealous of Dean. Elena groaned feeling the throbbing ache awaken in her head that she knew could only be tamed with an aspirin. She ran past the graveyard, the place she could normally visit quiet happily when she wanted to just write in her diary. But today the graveyard seemed creepier, darker, almost slightly sinister. She turned a corner, the graveyard now behind her she looked around quickly feeling the sensation of being followed. When she looked back round she collided with a wall of flesh. Tyler Lockwood.
"Hey 'Lena, sorry did I scare you?" He asked frowning at Elena. Elena was panting, she had though it was someone trying to attack her again. She was relieved when it was only Tyler.
"Oh, no I just...You startled me slightly. What are you doing out here Tyler? It's like...6:30am." Tyler raised an eyebrow, quickly flexing his arms.
"Morning run, needed to clear my head ya know? What about you?" Tyler crossed his arms across his chest waiting for a response. "Never knew you were an early bird."
"Yeah thats me, even Jer has started calling me 'Early Birdy 'Lena'." Elena chuckled nervously, pulling on the strap of her bag.
"Right," Tyler laughed, pulling at the sleeves of his shirt. "So where are you headed?"
"Back home, I just done some research at the library...Ya know I love to study." She replied, Tyler frowned.
"Right."
"Ya know your not dressed to go jogging." Elena said, looking at Tyler's denim wrapped legs, t-shirt and jacket.
"Yeah, about that." Tyler laughed, suddenly wrapping his arms around Elena's waist.
"Tyler! What are you doing?" Elena struggled to get away from him, his arms wrapping around even tighter.
"I got her! Guys I got her!" Tyler shouted, looking around for someone Elena couldn't see.
"Tyler! No!" She screamed, feeling more hands grab her legs. Tyler clamped a hand over her mouth.
"I'm sorry 'Lena." He whispered. "But they pulled me in." Elena continued to struggle and shout, even though it came out muffled.
"Tyler! Back of the van!" Someone shouted.
"OK Zach." Elena was thrown into the back of a van.
"Please don't!" Elena cried, clawing at the van door just as it shut.
"Call Eric, tell him we got the Gilbert." Zach said, climbing into the front of the van.
"What about Katherine?" Tyler asked.
"We'll get her, Eric wont let this go on without the Petrova...You know that." The van started up with a roar as Zach drove them to the woods. Elena continued to scream from the back.
"Let me out! Tyler! Please, let me out!" The van swerved causing Elena to stagger sideways, hitting her head on the side of the van. She groaned, feeling her head for any sign of a bump. Her eyes grew heavier as she slipped into unconciousness, calling out weakly one last time. "Tyler, what are you doing?"
Katherine was watching Castiel, fascinated and amused by him. Castiel was stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, gazing from the Winchesters to Katherine. When he had eventually shown up, it hadn't taken him long to realise that Katherine was not Elena.
"I assume you know what the hell is going on Cas, because your not just protecting Elena for no god damned reason." Dean said.
"The werewolves." Castiel stated, shuffling awkwardly from side to side under Katherines stare.
"Well what are they doing?" Sam asked, crossing his arms across his chest.
"In my absence I found out a great deal. Tonight, is the night of the Red Moon...also known as the Blood Moon." Castiel explained.
"We've already astablished that part," Katherine butted in, standing up and walking over to Castiel. "Now tell us...why they need me and Elena for a ritual?" She asked, glaring up at Castiel.
"I think I like Elena better." Castiel said, frowning. Dean gave a quiet chuckle. "They need you both in this ritual to spill your blood, I believe the ritual is set to keep them in their wolf form."
"Wait, so they can stay as werewolves?" Sam asked, completely confused.
"Correct." Katherine laughed.
"Right, so we got a bunch of freaky wolves who want to stay like wolves for all of eternity, uh why?"
"I do not know." Castiel admited. "But I must find Elena."
"Uh yeah, about that...she may still not want to speak to you, or me...or anyone for a little while." Dean explained, chuckling nervously.
"What do you mean?" Castiel asked, tilting his head to one side.
"Well, Elena told me last night that she was pissed off with you for some reason. We got drunk, we kissed, we came back here." Dean cleared his throat. "Stuff...happened, then I woke up and she was gone." He finished, licking his lips quickly, trying to brush of the stares from the other in the room.
"Where did she go?" Castiel said, stepping towards Dean.
"I don't know Cas, like I said...she left." Dean frowned when he heard Katherine chuckle. "What?" Dean asked, glaring at her.
"Oh nothing, I'm just loving this whole new side of Miss. I'm So Innocent Gilbert." Katherine smirked.
"Shut up." Dean shot back.
"Dean, we have to find Elena! If they need her for this ritual, they may already have her!" Castiel voice rose with every word. "We cannot let this happen Dean!"
"Alright Cas, what do you want us to do?" Sam asked.
"I need to talk to someone, or something...to pin point her location. For some reason I can never find her."
"That could take ages Cas, lets come up wi-" Sam's sentence was cut short. Castiel disappeared quickly before them all, amusing Katherine once again.
"Wow, isn't he our own little 'Flash'?" Katherine mused. Dean ground his teeth together, stopping himself from hitting her. "Calm down Dean, stop working yourself up. We'll find your little girlfriend." She laughed, causing Dean to take a few steps towards her, his hand raised. Sam pulled his arm down.
"Dean no!" Sam ordered.
"They've already taken her!" Castiel almost yelled, startling them all when he appeared in the room. "I summoned some spirits and they told me that these humans have her!" Katherine raised an eyebrow.
"Wow they move quickly."
Please don't hate for my lack of actually good writing :L I don't have any questions right now.
But i hope you enjoyed nonetheless (:
