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Chapter Fourteen
The demon snuck into their room, unnoticed. Both the hunter and the girl were asleep, so it was easy.
He quickly found the gun that the hunter brought along. Disarming it, he threw it back into the bag.
Then the woman began to stir. This woke the hunter up.
"Sam," he muttered, "go back to sleep."
She pressed a kiss to his neck. "What if I want to be awake," she asked, playfully.
He chuckled and opened his eyes.
That's when the demon was found.
"What are you doing," Dean yelled, scaring Samantha. She saw the man too.
With a flick of his wrist, the hunter was against the wall, pinned.
And with a second flick of his wrist, Samantha was next to him. One arm held her waist and the other was directing his powers.
"Dean," she yelled as the demon opened the door and walked outside with the kicking and screaming woman.
But it was useless.
Because they were off the property before the hold on Dean gave away.
And he was alone.
The demon had the girl.