Chapter 13
So after a lot of 'treatment' on hair and skin, they declared "you're done and look at results".
It felt like an eternity and all i could think of was 'Yeah, 3-4 hours I would never get. Wait how long was I here, cos when I went out it was almost getting dark. Okay so I did look nice but it took too long.'
I looked around and saw three huge portraits of 2 men and a child. It seemed like the 1800s version of two and half men.
"Excuse me are these portraits of one person?"
"Oh no they're the portraits of Mr Milford that's the guy with the whiskers and that his elder son Adam. The child is his youngest son Sebastian"
I saw that Milford had a walking stick and shoes similar to guy who had tried to attack me. But there was something, which made me realize that it couldn't have been Harry while looking at his portrait. Another weird part was that all there was a striking resemblance between Milford and his elder son.
"Do you need any help with the dress or makeup?" My beauty therapist Marla asked.
"Excuse me, who is paying for all this?" I just had to ask.
"Oh Miss, this is compliments of the hotel. Miss Lydia says you and the boys are helping us with ...er...our recent problems"
"Oh is that so...actually I would like to get some help on the makeup"
So another hour later there was a knock on my door. I opened the door while Marla cleared the room. Wow I wasn't ready for what I was staring at. Both the boys' nah men looked stunning. They were handsome as hell and I was gaping at them with my mouth open. I closed my mouth only to realize that the boys were mimicking me as well with their mouths open.
"You guys are such jerks"
They gave me the 'Bitch-be-crazy' look.
"Why?" Dean said in his usual nonchalant voice.
"You were mocking me right now"
"No Yamini, we were just ...ow…why would you do that" Sam scowled at Dean.
"Yeah...mocking you. Let's go shall we" he said offering me his arm.
So we three began our descent towards the ballroom. It was elaborately decorated and dimly lit round hall. We were waved at by Mrs Pennypacker-Vandalay. "Hi there! Oh my you two look gorgeous. Almost like a couple. Oooh and who is this gentleman?"
"Oh thanks, that's our other research associate, Sam Devlin"
"Hi my name is Mrs Pennypacker-Vandalay. Please call me Honey. It seems you're alone here. Please do sit with me" she said holding Sam's arm. Sam looked shocked and flashed his 'please save me' look at us.
"The cougar has sunk her claws now" I whispered to Sam and winked at him.
"Oh the dance has begun you must join me Sam" she said pulling him out of his chair.
"We should do something"
"No this is classic" Dean said laughing.
"Dean, don't be so cruel"
"Please she's a complete woman. If nothing else Sammy can learn a few things from her. He'll enjoy himself a little and so should you" he said wiggling his eyebrows at me.
I looked up to see that Sam was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey where's Sam?" We both looked around and suddenly he came up from behind Dean.
"Hey guys, ah I think I've had a breakthrough with the last pages of Annabel's diary. I'll come back soon" he patted Dean. "…and Dean enjoy yourself".
With that he disappeared.
"Okay what the hell was that?" Dean said looking at the slowly disappearing image of Sam. Suddenly there was light thrown into our faces.
"Ladies & gentleman, every year we choose two couples to share the dance floor. These couples are chosen randomly by our focus lights. So will the two couples stand up and please come to the dance floor."
I was frozen. Did they actually mean that? I looked at Dean and he was trying to hide how scared he was. He put up his brave face on. Unfortunately, I knew what that meant.
"Well if the crowd wants it. Come on." Dean said extending his hands to me. I just took it cos that what seemed to be the right thing then. As I placed my hand on his a slow song began. He pulled me towards himself. My hands were on his chest.
"Follow my lead" Dean whispered. "I'm sure Sammy's behind this. But he is in for a surprise of his sorry life" he said hoarse voice which I thought very sexy.
Before I could think anything else he slipped his hand under my waist. He really knew what he was doing. Then he gracefully pushed me away from him only to pull me close while turning me around. My dance teacher had told me that it's very important to have a strong lead. Well she seemed to have met Dean Winchester. Now we were front and back. He brushed his hand over my arm and nuzzled his head into my neck while his other hand turned me to face him now. I could see the same look in his eyes which I had seen the night before of need and lust. I pressed closer and he put his hand on my thigh. He pulled up my leg. I seemed to have forgotten that we were in a ballroom full of people. Because I locked my one raised leg behind him and placed a hand on his full lips. He kissed them. We were snapped out of lust driven high when we heard people clapped at our performance. Then there lights came back.
Dean went to get us drinks. I was standing there looking at the three pictures of the three men of the family. Something in their pictures had struck me.
"Fascinating isn't it?" Lydia said handing me my drinks. "Yeah, what happened to Adam and Sebastian afterwards?"
"Well Adam was sent to England and he died there in few months. He was really close to Annabel. She dotted on him. You see she and him were real brother sister. Unlike Sebastian who was their step brother"
"How did Mr Milford die?"
"He committed suicide 2 weeks after Annabel's death. Mrs Milford looked after all the business and the estate".
I was looking at Adam Milford's portrait. At first glance both Harry and Adam looked almost alike the same clothes, shoes and frankly the same face as well. But there were subtle differences like Adam's hat was lopsided, the chain on his vest coat, his eyes were blood shot red and very pale face and thin long bony hands. Wait what was that on his hands. Unexpectedly, the world started was spinning around me.
I opened my eyes to see that I was being dragged through dirt. Finally the dragging stopped.
"Adam I've brought what you asked for" I looked up to see the owner of this familiar female voice. It was Lydia.
"Lydia, where am I? And who are you talking to?" I saw that my hands were tied and Lydia was trying to push the lid of something.
As I turned around I saw that we were in a cemetery. This must be the Milford family cemetery. I was near some black and round structure made out of stone and I could hear the sea not far from here. Wait had she said Adam? Suddenly there was lightning and thunder. Then there was thud sound right behind me.
"Come on rise Adam. I've brought her. Why won't you rise? oh yes the blood of the victim?"
She pulled out a knife and with a clean sweep she slit my cheek. She looked at it and threw the dagger inside the well. The well started to rumble. I knew that I was supposed to do something but I was frozen with fear. This woman wasn't in her right mind. Finally, I managed to kick Lydia who was coming close to me to raise me up. She fell back and I got up on my feet. I began to run through dark woods. Then something struck me. Adam...it was Adam Milford who was there that night near the car. The ring with a snake made of green crystals. It was him but why was Lydia calling and did she mean I was the sacrifice. As I was running I fell down as something caught my leg. I realized that my legs were caught in tree roots. As I tried untangling my legs I couldn't believe what I saw the roots were now pulling me towards the tree. I was kicking hard that's when I heard the engine of the impala. I finally screamed,
"Sam...Dean! ! I'm here"
The tree pulled me closer and I saw that there were hands that were coming out of the tree's gaping dark hole.
"Sam ...Dean!"
The tree had pulled me closer to itself and the hands had covered my mouth. I saw Sam and Dean coming there but they couldn't see me.
"Yaminee!" I heard Dean was yelling. "Let's try there"
I tried to scream but the hands were covering my mouth tightly. Tears were rolling down my cheeks and that is when I saw the same eerie figure of Adam Milford walking towards me. The same tilted long hat, the walking stick, his ring and metal tipped boots walking towards me.
"Shhhh...They can't hear you Miss. It's just you and me now" he smiled showing his yellow decaying teeth.
He touched my face with his pale grey hands. Suddenly he raised his hand and stopped the raised iron rod that Dean was holding.
Adam screamed "aaaahhhh ...iron Nooo".
Sam looked at me but seem to be searching. "Yamini are you in there?"
Meanwhile I had managed to free one of my legs free. I banged on the invisible screen.
"Okay I can hear you"
"Where is she?"
"She's inside this tree hole"
"What...why can't I see her?"
"It seems like some kind of spell or something because of which we can't see her"
"Do you think its Annabel?"
"No Dean, Annabel wasn't the witch. She was framed by Adam"
"That was Adam then"
"Sam, Dean. Am I glad to see you two" it was Lydia.
"Lydia! What are you doing here?"
"He...he, Adam got me here."
"Oh no Lydia you are hurt" Dean said. "Where is he?"
"I'll show where he is"
"Sam go, with her and break the spell" Sam nodded and went with her.
The phantom hands had now caught my legs again. I had never felt so helpless.
"Lydia!" it was Eddie. He had a book in his hand.
"Who are you?" Dean asked in his gruff voice.
"You must be Dean, Sam's brother. I'm Eddie"
"I saw Lydia coming here and I thought she could be in trouble. She dropped this on her way. I followed her here"
"Can I see that?" Dean said taking the book from his hand.
"Are you searching for Lydia as well? Oh my God how could I have never seen this?" He said pointing right above my head.
"Maybe this mystery did have witchcraft angle after all"
"Oh yeah this symbol" Dean said peering again. That's when Eddie was pushed across and banged into a tree. Adam appeared right behind Dean now.
"May I have it back?"
"No"
"Very well then"
He moved his two fingers up and Dean was carried up and he was hanging upside down. He caught the book that fell from Dean's pocket. He opened the book and started to read. I could see storm clouds brewing over his head. I felt all the hands that were covering me came loose except ones on my mouth. "Take his stick Yaminee!" Dean yelled. As my hands came loose I took the stick from Adam while was looking up at Dean. I opened the stick to see a sword like thing come out.
I stabbed him with it. With that he screamed and vanished. As Adam vanished Dean fell to the ground and I was released from the hands. Dean got up to his feet and picked me up. Then we went to Eddie. He was knocked out. "Lydia! She's the one who brought him back". Dean seemed like he had seen a ghost.
"OH no Sam, let's go" I said pulling him.
"The book is Celtic spells. You were the last sacrifice and he would be immortal."
"Does it say how we kill it?" I asked. "Yeah it says that we need to kill it with the blood of the witch that raised him"
"Let's go find Sam"
We began walking through the dark woods towards the cemetery.
"So it was Adam all this time?" I asked.
"Yes he was the one who got obsessed with the occult. He framed Annabel for the murders. Harry killed Annabel thinking it was her."
Suddenly Dean put a finger on his lips and stooped low and motioned me to do the same. He pointed towards something ahead of me. Sam was tied to a tree with blood trickling down his forehead. "Oh no, now what?" I whispered.
"Okay I'm gonna go there in the middle cos she's hiding somewhere waiting for us. So once I go there she'll attack me and then you go save Sam."
"Nooo you will get hurt."
"Do you have a better plan?"
"Not really"
"Great then follow my lead"
Dean went right towards where Sam was tied up. Just as Dean had said Lydia attacked him with a log of wood in her hands. As Dean was fighting her which seemed really weird to say cos she was half his size but she was putting up quite a resistance. She looked like under a trance or something. I went up to Sam and cut the rope with the sword I got from Adam's...ghost.
"You... how did you get it?" she asked me and with this she lunged towards me pushing Dean away from her. But then she stopped midway as I heard a gun go off. She fell on the ground.
"Yaminee use the sword on her and draw blood from her" Dean yelled.
I went over to her. I saw her she was still breathing but her there was a dark red spot forming near her lower back. "How" I asked with my hands shaking violently. Sam took the sword from my hand a cut across the back left hand.
"Yaminee, go ahead near that tree where you were trapped. He'll come there for you" he said pushing me towards the direction.
"Sam are you serious? She's scared out of her wits" Dean yelled.
"That's only way Adam will come out" Sam said.
I walked towards the dark foreboding woods again. As I went closer to the grisly tree I heard the familiar footsteps on the dry foliage. I felt a chill up my spine. Suddenly I felt something tugging my neck. I was pulled up suddenly while I struggled for the breath. I was spinning around as the noose grew tighter, I could see the other girls tied to this same tree and who faced the similar fate to me. I could see him now as he swiftly approach the spot beneath where I was hanging. "The lesser you move the easier it becomes" he said in refined voice.
He started chanting again when Dean attacked him with the sword drenched in Lydia's blood and slashed his throat swiftly. He was croaking now struggling for a breath and meeting a somewhat similar end as his victims had met. Choking and gasping for breath. He started to turn to ember and with a strong wind he just vanished into thin air. I fell down and Sam caught me. "We need to find his remains. This ritual on sends to soul back but if we destroy the remains he can never be summoned back."
"Are you okay?" Dean said.
"I've been better" I said touching my neck "I know where he's buried" and with that I ran towards the cemetery and went straight up the hill where the dark well was.
"I think he's here. I'm guessing that Harry found about Adam being the main killer. This is where Lydia brought me too after she drugged me. She was talking to Adam when she brought me here"
All three of us look down that pitch dark hole of the well and then looked at each other.
"Well let's toss about this?"
"Oh I'm out of this" I said "I've had a wild night and don't need any more excitement."
With this I fetched a coin and Sam was selected to go down much to his dismay. Me and Dean were now looking out to a breath taking view of the sea as we walked pass the well. The moon was clear and the waves crashed on the rocks below.
"I hope it's over cos I'm dead tired" Dean said looking at me.
"Yeah I hope it's over" I said feeling content and sad at the same time.