Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character's from Supernatural but I would be more than happy to take Dean from them if they wish, but I do own my character Vicki Mclellan (She's scottish by the way). She's based on someone I know.
Author's note: Okay, so now it's Shut Up, Dr. Phil :) I've been looking forward to this one because y'know Spike (James Masters) and Cordelia (Charisma Carpenter) are in it and Vicki's gonna do soooo much fangirling (not really lol, she will however be quite happy lmao)
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Chapter 13: Shut Up, Dr. Phil
Vicki was sitting outside watching Sam run up and down like a mad man "You would think someone was chasing you" She said with a raised eyebrow.
"It's good for you" Sam shrugged and stopped taking the water bottle out her hand and gulping it down. "SO..."
"So?" Vicki replied and swung her legs out and in again.
"You like Dean?" Sam asked.
Vicki almost choked "Excuse me?"
"I saw you two the other day, almost kissing...if you handn't already" Sam smirked.
"We didn't. We won't. Ever" Vicki said folding her arms.
"Really?" Sam laughed. "Cause the way you two were molded together in the bed this morning doesn't say anything"
"Shut up Sam" Vicki said with a nod.
"Okay then" Sam smiled and began running again. Vicki rolled her eyes and jamp off the small wall she'd been sitting on. Sam jogged back towards her and the two entered the room. Dean was sitting at the table on the laptop.
"Somebody better be chasing you" Dean said.
"Like I told her. It's good for you" Sam shrugged.
"No. no it's not good for you" Dean began as Vicki sat on the bed. "Look at you. You're a mess and you stink. Well, while you were out being Lance Armstrong" b
"Isn't he a biker?" Vicki asked as Sam took a sports drink from the fridge.
"That would be biking" Sam nodded.
Dean rolled his eyes "I was working. You ever heard of a town called Prosperity, Indiana?" Dean asked.
"Has anybody?" Sam asked.
"Two of their fine citizens died over the past two weeks. Uh this one chick, she uh, roasted underneath one of those beehive hair dryers at the hair salon" Dean said and he turned the laptop screen around so Sam could read it "And this other guy boiled in a hot tub"
"You don't see a lot of that" Sam said.
"No, you don't" Dean agreed.
"It's worth checking out"
"Yeah"
"You know, one more thing. What's going on with you?" Sam asked.
"We have had this conversation Sam" Dean said.
"No we haven't see to do that you'd have to uh, sort of...speak" Sam shrugged.
"Okay let's see if you can get this straight. See you're...you're new Sam, right, Lance Armstrong"
"Biking" Vicki muttered getting a glare.
"And uh, and I'm still me okay? All right, so...so you might see things different now, uh...call it a runner's high or some crap...but that doesn't mean that something's going on with me, okay?" Dean said.
"Yeah, okay" Sam shrugged and walked away.
"No don't say "Yeah okay" like "Yeah okay" Dean said.
"Yeah, okay" Sam's voice said. Vicki smirked and Dean made a face and looked at Vicki who shook her head.
"What?" he asked.
"I didn't even open my mouth" She said with a shrug.
Dean got up and moved, looking out to see if Sam could see him, he then turned and tried to stretch on the chair but made a face and moved back to sit down.
"Well...that was not needed" Vicki said.
"Shut up" Dean said.
JOSEPHNE'S HAIR SALON
"And nobody was back here but Wendy" Dean said.
"No. But I was only gone for a minute" Chris, the hairdresser, said.
"You can't even crank these things past a certain temptreture, am I wrong?" Dean asked.
"If it started to blow a fuse or something it would have shut down" Chris said.
"So you're saying this couldn't have happened" Vicki said.
"Basically I'm saying it couldn't have happened" Chris nodded in agreement.
Dean moved and looked behind the hairdryer frae "The insuurance adjusters already did that" Chris said.
"Thanks for the heads up" Dean said. He pulled back and Vicki noticed him put something into his pocket "Thanks for your time"
"No problem"
He and Vicki walked out of the hair salon and began walking "What is that?" Vicki asked.
"What?" Dean asked.
"What did you put in your pocket?" Vicki asked.
"A coin"
"So you find a penny...wow"
"No. It's not that kind of coin" Dean said and he pulled it out and handed it to her, she stared down at it.
"Oh" She said and handed it back to him as he pulled out his phone.
"Found something...a coin" Dean said "It's not American, I don't know where it's from. It was wedged back behind one of those machines. Somebody could have dropped it. Of course they don't have pockets in those robe thingies that they make you wear" Dean said and Vicki eyed him, and he stopped next to the bench and pointed at the plants "Shut up. I observe with my eyes...uh maybe. Why don't you just run home, Lance?" Dean smirked and Vicki mouthed "Biker" to him and he waved her off "Yeah I'll be there in a bit"
He then walked towards something called Van's Liquor. "Where are you going?" Vicki asked.
"Be back in a minute" he said and walked in.
"Whatever" Vicki said and began walking. She looked around and then something stopped her from walking, an image flashed in her mind..."Spike?" She muttered confused. Vicki began walking again, until she came across a building, she had no clue where she was going. But she read the plaq "DON STRAK Founder of Prosperity Charity Foundation"
"Why do I know that name?" She asked. Her phone began to ring "Hello?"
"Where the hell did you go?" Dean demanded.
"I wasn't gonna stand outside that bar waiting on you" Vicki snapped.
"Where are you?"
"Go get a drink" She said rolling her eyes and hung up.
"Seeing anyting interesting?" A voice asked. Vicki turned her head and almost laughed.
"Spike?" She asked.
"Excuse me?" He asked.
"Sorry..." She said "I'm away with it today..."
"Don Stark" He said and put his hand out.
"Vicki" She said shaking his hand.
"You're not American" He said.
"No, No I'm-"
"Scottish" he nodded "Very interesting place"
"Uh...not really" She smiled
"Oh, I've been...it is"
"Right" She laughed. "I didn't find it all that interesting"
"You were brought up there" He said with a smile "I'm sure it was good growing up"
"it was...uh...I guess you could say that" She shrugged.
"Now what is a girl like you doing in a small town like this?" He asked.
"I'm just lurking" She laughed.
Don smirked and then looked to the window "Ah, well it was nice meeting you Vicki"
"You too" She said with a nod. He then gave her a smile before walking off and getting into his car. Her heart was thumping wildly. "Oh my god" She mouthed. Her phone began ringing again "Hello?"
"Where are you?" Sam's voice asked.
"Uh...some big white building...you can't miss it" She said and hung up.
About five minutes later Sam and Dean stopped the impala and got out, and made their way over to her.
"Man this strak guy is really plugged in, huh?" Sam said.
"So all the players in this...this shopping center project have either fried, boiled, or kebabbed" Dean said "He could be next" He took out his flask and unscrewed the lid, Vicki scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"Really? From a freaking flask?" Sam asked "What are you bad Santa? On the job?"
"We're always on the job...and what are you scoffing at?" he asked Vicki as Sam pulled out his phone.
"Nothing" SHe said dryly.
"All right. Bobby e-mailed back. I sent him a few pics of those coins you found. Romanian Cryillic used only in the mid 15th Century. Apparently, it's an antique Wallachian ducat" Sam said.
"So we're looking for an old Romanian?" Dean asked.
"You know, is it just me or is this really weird?" Sam asked pointing to the dead plants.
"Huh. I've seen this once before, where t-the plants are all dead in one spot" Dean said.
"A bus bench with Wendy Goodson's picture on it. I mean I'm not expert but I don't think plants are supposed to act like this" Dean said. "Come on"
Vicki and Sam followed him to the impala and they drove to a large house. They walked up and Dean knocked on the door. Don opened the door and gave a smile "Ah, Vicki...what can I help you with?"
Both Dean and Sam looked at her and she pointed at them "They're F.B.I" She said with a shrug "I'm just an intern"
"Come in" Don said and moved so they could walk in and he shut the door over.
"We're here about the deaths that have happened recently" Sam said.
"If the bureau's involved I assume you think all three were murdered" Don said.
"It's looking that way, yes" Dean said.
"Now, Mr. Stark you had a relationship with all three victims, correct?" Sam asked.
"Oh, I knew them in business circles, I guess. Sure"
"And you were involved in a, uh, a-a shopping center project. Why'd that fall through?" Dean asked.
"Uh, t-these things happen" Don said.
They were then interuppted by a small blonde, probably about the age and height of Vicki.
"Oh. Jenny. THese gentlemen are from the FBI. Jenny Klien my assistant" Don said.
"Hi there" She smiled "Okay, Don. I'm off to the cleaner's and then I'm gonna stop at beaman, beaman and beamen for the revised contracts" She said.
"Hurry on back. You know how things fall apart without you" Don said.
She laughed "Oh I baked you some cupcakes...coconut"
"Coconut,...you're good to me Jenny" He said.
"I'll see you soon" She smiled and left.
"She bakes cupcakes" Don smiled and all of them stared at him.
"Yummy" Dean said sarcastically and Vicki glared at him.
"You know could you point me to the restroom? I had a little bit to much java" Sam said.
"Yeah, around the corner, down the hall" Don said
"Thanks" Sam said and with that Sam left the room.
"So uh usually in cases like these-" Dean began.
"Are there cases like these?" Don asked.
"You'd be surprised" Dean said. "Uh We start with the basics..do you have any business rivals?"
"Sure. Tons. You know, real estates brutal" Don said.
"Well, that was easy" Dean said.
"On the other hand I've demonstarted my love for this town, and I think it's safe to say I'm respected for what I've done here" Don said.
"But is there anyone who might want to ruin your plans?" Vicki asked.
He gave her a quick smile "Lots, not that they would ever follow through with them of course" Don shrugged. He then moved, both Vicki and Dean following him. Dean stared at the picture frame in fascination "Yeah, one of my real treasures" Don said.
"To Don-take no prisoners. D. Trump" The Trumpster. Wow!" Dean said.
"Like I said success breeds fierce competeition" DOn said as Sam entrered the room "But in the end, everyone here respects and admires me"
"Including your wife?" Sam asked. All three turned to look at him "Sorry. It's just we heard the two of you were spolitting up, right?"
"Yeah that's uh-that's what we heard" Dean said.
"Yeah, Maggie and I are going through a tough time. It's seperation...temporary. Sometimes you know you grow apart. It's no one's fault" Don said.
"And how would you describe the uh-the issues between you and your wife?" Sam asked
"It's just one of those marital misunderstandings, you know"
"Oh I know" Dean smirked and looked at Vicki who shot him a dirty look. Don smirked slightly and Vicki folded her arms.
"No, I'm sorry I don't" Sam said.
"It's one of those vague hard to define passages" Don said.
"She caught you cheating huh?" Dean smirked "I couldn't help but notice uh things were kind of cordial between you and your assistant, pretty good with the ladies there, Mr. Stark? It's a blessing and a curse isn't it?"
"What would you know?" Vicki shot at Dean who glared at her.
"Guy's, I'm a people person, and I admire dynamic, confident women" Don said.
"Admire"? Sam asked.
"Okay look, it's true I had a recent...little thing with a business associate, but that's all it was" Don said.
"A "Thing?" Dean asked.
"Yeah"
"Like a...like a shoe or a golf club" Sam said.
"Right. Like a waffle iron" Dean said.
"Yeah" Sam said.
"Yeah. No, see, Don, uh wices generally think of an affair as something more than a thing" Dean said.
"Yes and when Maggie found out about it, she needed some time off, temporarily" Don said.
"Hmm now if we were to guess that the uh business associate was Wendy Goodson, would we win the weekened trip to Maui?" Dean smirked.
"No her death had nothing to do with the afair. It was over long before the accident" Don said.
"If it was an accident" Dean shot.
"You're not implying that Maggie was behind this" Don said.
"No we're not implying anything. We're just saying...you should be careful. And ask her to dinner and apologize" Sam said.
"Yeah and uh grovel. wouldn't hurt" Dean said.
They walked out of the house "Found a bunch of hex junk in their stuff. Clearly her thing, And the empty closet didn't seem like she was coming back anytime soon" Sam said and he noticed more dead plants.
"So, Don admires Wendy, biblically Wendy dies weird, and the scornedweife is into the dark stuff"
"While Don's just in the dark" Sam said.
"It's kind of like "Bewitched" you know Don's Darrin, doesn't even know it. A lot of laughs until, uh, you cheat on your wife" Dean said.
"A bewitched reference? Really?" Sam scoffed.
"Dude, Nicole Kidman was in the remake. Redhead. Hello!" Dean said.
"Look at all these dead plants" Sam said.
"Huh. It's kind of like the real estate lady's place and Don's statue thing" Dean said.
"You know if she's strong enough just being pissed off is enough to send some pretty bad vibes their way" Sam said.
"Literally killing everything around her just by pms-ing at it" Dean said and earned a punch to the arm, he glared at Vicki who glared back at him "Eeh, that's not creepy at all" He finished. He pulled out his phone "Bobby, hey it's Dean. Listen-Winchester...Yeah very funny, so we need our kind of terminix...A witch...Yeah we're headed over to her place to ger you some more specifics so if you just uh...y...thank y..." Dean said and hung up "He's on it"
The three of them got in the impala and Dean drove, Sam and Vicki stayed with the car while Dean snuck into Maggie Starks house. They waited silently until they heard the sound of an enguine and Sam tried calling Dean. Vicki seen her getting out and almost choked "Oh my god" She said. Sam closed over the trunk of the impala and ran over to her.
"Mrs. Stark" He said holding up his fake badge "Could we have a moment?"
"Of course, um would you mind coming back in say half an hour? It's just a really bad time right now" She said.
"It's very important that I talk to you" Sam said.
"Of course, and I'm happy too. I'm just in the middle of an emergency, so please come back. Thank you" She said and went to go into the house. Vicki watched as Sam pushed down on Maggie's car and set off the alarm, to alert Dean that she was back. Maggie whirled to look, an evil glint in her eye. Sam began to move his leg several times.
"I'm sorry...uh...restless leg syndrome" He said.
"We'll go now...sorry for the trouble" Vicki said and grabbed Sam's shirt and dragged him away.
A few moments later Dean came out "Spoiler alert" He said holding up a picture. Jenny and the library card. "Jenny Klein's next. Swiped her photo off a hex deck but Maggie's gonna notice it's gone eventually. We got to get over to Jenny's"
They got in the impala and Dean sped away from Maggie's house and drove to Jenny's, when they got there Dean and Sam pounded on the door. Nobody answered but choking could be heard which caused both Dean and Sam to kick the door open and the three of them rushed in. They went in to find Jenny spitting up blood into the kitchen sink and Dean grabbed a hold of her.
"Find the coin now" Dean demanded. After another minute of Vicki and Sam looking Dean became agitated "Come on guy's!"
"You try finding it!" Vicki growled and she got up on the counter, and looked on the top of the cupboards "Bingo" She muttered and handed it to Sam. Sam put it on the counter and shot it. Jenny stopped spitting up blood and stared at them all. Sam helped Vicki back down onto the floor as Dean led Jenny over to the couch. She began to become hysterical.
"There were tiny beating hearts in my cupcakes. There tiny hearts in my cupcakes, hearts in my cupcakes" She cried "That's never happened before! Hearts in my cupcakes!"
"Should I slug her?" Dean asked.
"DOn't be an idiot!" Vicki said "She nearly ate a heart"
"Give it a second" Sam said.
"Oh my god, what just happened?" Jenny asked calming down slightly.
"You were hexed" Sam said.
"Hexed? Who are you people? What the hell do I do?" Jenny asked.
"What you do is go in there and pack a bag, you get in your car and you go" Dean said.
"Go where?" Jenny asked.
"Doesn't matter. Look, 500 or 600 miles ought to do it. You got someone real powerful real pissed, and now they're trying to get rid of you. In line with that you might want to cool things with Don Stark" Sam said.
"Don Stark?" Jenny asked "What are you talking about?"
"You and Don. You know" Dean said.
"You know?" There's no "You know" Jenny snapped.
"No?" Sam asked.
"Don Stark is my boss, that's it. He's married for god sakes"
"Yeah well..." Dean said.
"Me and Don Stark. Ew." Jenny said disgustedly.
Vicki raised her eyebrows as Sam led her into the other room.
"Okay" Dean said and she looked at him "What is wrong with you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about" Vicki said and attempted to walk past him but he grabbed her arm.
"You've been in a mad mood with me all day...why?" He asked.
"What?" She scoffed.
"Bad mood...throwing snide words at me" He said with a shrug.
She just looked at him and then made a face pulling her arm from his grip "Just one of those day's" She said.
"Just...one of those day's? What are you pms'ing?" He asked getting a glare and an almost threatning look from the smaller blonde. "Okay...sorry just don't take your bad moods out on me"
"Oh, that's rich coming from you" She said "You guy's are the only ones who get to have an off day? No. Sorry Dean. I don't thinkso, that's not how it works"
"Is it because I tried to kiss you?" He smirked.
"If it weren't for me being the better person I would punch you in the face" She said.
He smiled "I'd like to see you try-" He said.
"Don't test me" She said making a face and went to leave but stopped and turned "What makes you think it's because you tried to kiss me?"
"I don't know. You've been off since then" He said.
"It has nothing to do with it" She shrugged.
"Then what is it?"
"I told you...it's just one of those day's" She said.
"SO you would've let me kiss you?" He asked cockily.
Vicki glared and rolled her eyes and with that she left the room.
The three of them were sitting in the impala as Don Stark walked out of the building but stopped near his statue, and then statue's face cracked and fell off. Don turned and then huffed towards his car and got in.
"Now she's just getting nasty. Kiling the girlfriend is one thing, but his commemorative bust? That's got to hurt" Dean said.
"She'll take out the whole town out, Dean. She doesn't care who gets in the way" Sam said.
"You guy's recognise them?" Vicki asked leaning forward.
"No" Sam said "Do you?"
"Uh...Spike and Cordelia from Buffy?" She asked raising an eyebrow. Both Winchester's turned to look at her quizzically. "Come on...you've never watched Buffy?"
"Uh..no...we were out hunting REAL monsters" Dean said making a face.
"Shut up Dean" She snapped and sat back.
Dean's phone rang and he answered it "Hey Bobby, what do you got?...Yeah?...You think that'll take her out?...All right...No I don't need to write it down. I'll remember. Go ahead...mhm" He said "The...wait hang on hang on." Dean guestured to Vicki and she rolled her eyes grabbing the pen and the notepad from the seat and hande them to him. "Yeah?...Wait. Wa...ho...ho...hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Okay what was that last one?...right...Uh-hu...I'll remember it's fine"
Vicki and Dean were sitting in the motel room, Dean was eating pie and Vicki was looking something up on Sam's laptop. Sam came in.
"Dude, pie" Dean grinned.
Sam dropped a plastic bag down onto the table, the smell then wafting right up Dean and Vicki's nose.
"Ugh that is-" Dean began.
"Chicken feet. Just like the recipe calls for. Butcher's fridge is down" Sam said.
"It's disgusting" Vicki whined.
"I can smell that"
"Uh says the power's been wonky and he's lost so much product, he probably won't even make rent. Ditto every shop on the block, nothing but burst pipes and blackouts" Sam said.
"Huh" Dean said.
"He says it's like all of a suddden the town ran out of luck" Sam said.
"Coincidence right?" Vicki asked making a face at the chicken feet.
Dean got up and picked up the bag and swung it in front of Vicki's face. "You better get that away from me before I ram it down your throat!" She snapped and Dean laughed and walked over to Sam.
"Uh yeah we're past the point of dead flowers" Sam said.
"What can I say? I guess the witch is pissed. All right, let's uh...we better gt a move on here. Why don't you just..." Dean said and held the bag out towards Sam "C-can you take the feet?"
Sam made a face and held out a bowl and Dean dropped the bag into it "Ugh" Sam said.
They drove to the auction only to find it surrounded by police, Dean and Sam had gone in and then five minuteds later came back out. She looked around and noticed the car a few yards away and squinted her eyes seeing the man sitting watching as Dean and Sam walked towards the car, Vicki shook off the bad feeling and Dean started the car.
"Both of them are witches" Dean said.
"Great" Vicki nodded.
They stopped outside the Stark's house and sat in the impala...just waiting.
"Where is she?" Sam asked.
"She'll be here. They've been throwing thunderbolts at each other's favourite toys. There's nothing left to destroy but each other. This is basically ground zero" Dean said.
"I hope so. We're gonna need them both in the same place if we're gonna take them down" Sam said.
"There" Vicki pointed as Maggie's vehicle pulled up.
"Screens up, Captain" Dean said.
The three of them leaned down in their seats so she couldn't see them. Then waited a few moments before sitting back up "Okay...let's do this" Sam said. The three of them made their way over to the house and burst in, Dean began chanting whatever language it was and Sam threw the match in, white smoke and steam rose but nothing happened.
"Uh.." Vicki said.
"Let me guess...chicken feet? Not chilled?" Maggie asked.
"For obvious reasons, you won't be leaving this room" DOn said. He put his glass down and stood up next to his wife. "Well you will be leaving just not alive...Maggie?" They raised their arms and began chanting.
"Okay plan B" Sam said.
"There's a plan B?" Vicki asked.
"What's Plan B?" Dean asked.
"Talking" Sam said.
Dean shrugged "Now? Really?" He asked.
"This is obviously a domestic dispute. So if you can't kill them, counsel them" Sam said.
"Yeah you know what? Not my area!" Dean snapped. "Okay, okay, okay uh..." He put the bowl down "Look, obviously you two are capeable of wiping each other out, right? But you haven't huh? Which means that you two...you still value whatever it is you got, A-and you want to keep that dance going. Maybe it's punishment, maybe it's...it's sick messed up, erotic kinky clamps and feathers kind of love"
"Too deep cowboy" Vicki muttered. "Look he's saying that...whatever you two have, you're bonded"
"Are you ot of your mind?" Maggie asked. "He cheated on me, humiliated me"
"We're not trying to say what DOn did was right, when a relationship cracks usually both parties have a hand in it" Sam said.
"Indeed" DOn said.
"You're defending him?!" Maggie asked. SHe reached her arm out but nothing happened and she narrowed her eyes "What the-How are you doing that?"
Both Vicki and Dean looked to Sam who shrugged "I..I uh don't know" He said. She tried again but nothing happened.
"What is that around your neck?" Maggie asked and Vicki turned to look at her and the down at her neck.
"Um..a necklace?" She asked cocking an eyebrow.
Maggie heaved a sigh "You're a Protector" She hissed. "Well better kill you first"
"No, no, no, no, no" Dean said shaking his head.
Vicki stared at her and Maggie outstretched her hand and this time Sam went down "Caught you off guard" maggie smirked, Sam let out a grunt of pain.
"Whoa! Okay, okay! Okay look...n...nobody can defend Don. Right? Uh, totally? But uh we get that you feel betrayed because...you were"
"Don't suck up to her" Don said and and sent Dean flying backwards into the glass door. Vicki gasped and went to move. "DOn't move blondie"
"I was betrayed. By all of them. Carl introduced you to Wendy. Dewey covered for you...Wendy DID you!"
"Okay, okay, look" Sam said getting to his feet.
"Sam...don't" Vicki whispered.
"I got to say I-I don't think DOn was lying when he said he regrets the whole Wendy thing" Sam said.
"Thing?!" Maggie demanded "Sit down" She said and he fell to the ground and he groaned.
"Ugh..Affari that's right, terrible" Sam moaned out.
"I think the only thing he regrets is getting caught" maggie stated.
"Wendy was nothing to me. It was over as soon as it started" Don said.
"She was part of a pattern okay? I've had 800 years of this. Do not make me bring up the Renaissance!"
"Oh! oh! You're one to talk! 1492, ring any bells?!" Don snapped.
The man was about to set sail! He could possible fall off the edge of the earth. I took pity. So, what's your excuse?" Maggie asked.
"I told you, nothing happened with the Medici Chick! You've always been in insanely jealous"
"Oh I wonder why! Jenny. Wendy!"
"Jenny? Nothing happened with Jenny. She's just my assistant" Don said.
"That's true" Vicki said "She, told us, just an assistant"
Maggie glared at her and turned back to Don "Is that true?"
"Yes, I swear it babe, I would never. I made a mistake. I'm sorry, Maggie"
"See? See? Guy's you're talking" Vicki said. "ALl these years you, buried your anger and your disappointment till it tore you apart. All you had to do was talk"
"And I would have missed the nuking that my melon just took. Well who wants to talk?" Dean asked.
Maggie outstretched her arm and Slammed Dean into the other side of the doorway and Don raised his arm, surrounding Dean with bees.
"Nice touch" Maggie said.
"Thank you" Don replied.
Vicki looked as Dea spat out a bee and Maggie laughed.
"She's right. I couldn't kill you. All I've ever wanted is you mags. I've been crushing on you since forver. You're the woman I never want to grow old with" Don said.
"I could never murder you either Don. It's crazy.. but true" Maggie replied.
She smiled and they began kissing, Vicki looked to Sam who shrugged.
"Somebody want to call these things off?" Dean begged "Ex...excuse me?"
Vicki had laughed all the way back to the motel "You can stop laughing now" Dean said.
"I...I can't...it's too funny" She said shaking her head.
"Someone's in a better mood" Dean said as they got out of the car.
"Shut up" Vicki smiled.
They entered the motel room and Dean took out the flask and took a drink from it. Sam raised his eyebrows and Vicki shook her head.
"Give me a break" Dean said.
"Didn't say anything" Sam said.
"It's been a long day" Dean replied.
"It's not over yet" A voice said.
The three of them spun round, Dean aimed his gun "Hi Sam. Hi Dean. Hi Vicki"
"Do we know you?" Sam asked.
"Well, I definitely know you. You're the dead guy's, well you will be in a minute" He said.
Dean shot himin the chest and black ooze seeped out of the wound along with the bullet which fell to the ground.
"Sorry you're a bit outmatched" He said and he walked over to Dean and punched him in the face causing Dean to fall over his bed and land on the floor, he went to grab at Sam and threw him halfway across the room. He then grabbed Vicki by the throat and began choking her and lifted her off the ground slightly but then hissed and dropped her, she stared at him as his hand burned, Vicki staggered to her feet and looked down at the necklace which seemed to dull down slightly.
The guy went for her again but she shoved him back and he almost landed on his ass, he growled and went for her again but then began to convulse and he fell to the ground. Vicki looked to the doorway to see Don. She breathed out a sigh.
"Don, well thank you..we owe you" Dean said getting up.
"Good god, what is that thing?" Don asked.
"I guess we should be figuring that out" Sam said.
"it's on our to do list" Dean said.
"You know find a bottemless pit and drop it in. Spell only lasts for a few days" Don said.
He walked past Vicki towards the bed and moved the matress.
"Um what are you doing here?" Vicki asked.
"Apparently saving you lives...twice" he said and pulled something out revealing it to be a coin. "Got it" he said and moved over to the other matress.
"Maggie? seriously?" Sam asked.
"She was gonna kill us? We just saved your damn marrige" Dean said.
Don held up the second coin "Yeah but to be fair, you also tried to kill her. You know how she is when she gets a bug up her ass. Got to love her right?" he asked but seen the look on their faces "Right. Bottemless pit" he said and turned for the door "Ciao" He called and closed the door behind him.
Sam pulled the guy out to the impala "You can forget me sitting in the back with that..." Vicki stated as she watched him pull it near enough into the backseat.
"Don said that-"
"I don't care. I'm not taking anny chances" She said.
"I'll sit him up"
"No chance"
"There's room in the backseat"
"yeah a day's drive to Sioux falls...in the backseat with that?" She asked.
"I'll sit in the back" Sam huffed.
Vicki shook her head "No. But if he wakes up and kills me...I'll haunt your ass"
"He won't eat you...hey, how did you do that?" Sam asked.
"What?"
"Shove him back? He had a pretty strong...grip" Sam said.
"I don't know, my necklace burned him"
"I got that" Sam said.
"Yeah, he's ready for transport...I just hope you got someplace to put him, Bobby...All right" Dean hung up the phone and put his duffel in the trunk. "We should hit the road, you two ready?"
Dean walked to the driver's side, and Vicki hesitantly went to open the backseat door.
"Hey were you um, listening to the starks tonight?" he asked.
"Uh a little, when I wasn't getting slammed into walls or stung by bees" Dean said.
"Yo notice how they, uh you know, how they opene dup got everything off their chests?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. Kidos on selling them that crap"
"It wasn't crap Dean it worked" Sam said.
"Sam, I am so, very, very, very, very...very, very tired-"
"Dean like it or not the stuff you don't talk about doesn't just go away, it builds up like whatever's eating at you right now"
"There's always something eating at me. That's who I am. Something happens I feel responsible all right? The Lindbergh baby, that's on me. Unenployment- my bad"
"That's not what I'm talking about" Sam said.
"Well then what the hell are you talking about?" Dean asked.
"I'm talking about whatever you're not telling me about. Look Dean it's fine, you can unload. That's kind of what I'm here for"
Vicki chewed on her bottom lip.
"I mean..we're good right?" Sam asked.
"We're good" Dean huffed and got into the car. Vicki could see the hurt and frustrated look on Sam's face and she shrugged at him when he looked at her and the two got in. Vicki couldn't seem to take her eyes of the guy next to her. What if he woke up? Dean started the car and began driving.