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Bad Day At Black Rock 3x03
Ashlee's p.o.v
I sigh, listening to my brothers fight over the phone. I brought up the demon and they went off.
"Guys!" I yell, making them shut up. It's on speaker so Derek and I can both hear and talk to them. "Can you both shut up? I'm over the two of you fighting. We're going to stop Dean and Derek from going to hell but you two opening your big mouths with only bad things to say every 2 seconds isn't helping!" I lecture them. It's silent for a few seconds. I don't usually yell at them like that.
"Ash, you're okay right?" Dean asks.
"Yes! I'm fine! Why is everyone always asking me that?" I say angerily.The phone in the dash starts ringing. It's Dad's phone I kept. "I have to go, keep in touch" I say, hanging up without hearing their response. "Get that for me?" I ask Derek, nodding towards it. I don't want to talk, I need to cool off a little. He opens it and grabs the phone out, looking at it in confusion before answering it.
"Yeah..this is Edgar Casey?" Derek answers. He asks for an address and says we'll deal with it. "Your Dad ever tell you about having a storage container outside of Buffalo?" he asks me after he's hung up.
"No?"
"Well he does, and someone just broke in" he tells me.
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We go through the place. Demon traps everywhere. Whoever broke in got shot with Dad's shotgun. Two men, both still breathing. We notice they didn't take any guns or ammo. What the hell'd they break in for then?
"No way" Derek grins. I go over to him. He shines the torch over whatever's in his hands. "It's my 4th form championship basketball trophey" he says.
"I remember when you won that" I smile, thinking back. Laura, Cora and I went to his game. He was the star player, as usual. Very atheletic, still is. You can tell just by looking at the guy, he's built like a brick wall. I think that's when my puppy love crush for him started. Something about his dedication to the sport, his passion for it..or maybe it was always just him.
"Ash, look" his voice snaps me out of my head. He throws me something. I catch it and smile widely when I remember what it is.
"My first sawn-off" I say. "Made this baby in 2nd form" I grin, cocking it. I nod in approval, it's still in good condition.
"You should take it" Derek says.
"But it's Dad's" I say. Then my face falls. Not anymore.. "Yeah, I will" I say, slinging the band over my shoulder. We keep looking. "Crap" I sigh.
"What?" Derek asks. I point to where there's a missing curse box. "Shit" Derek sighs. This won't end well.
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We track the car of the thieves by their plates. Damn amatuers. We both sneak into their apartment, guns raised. We come around the corner, aiming at them.
"Freeze!" Derek yells.
"Don't move!" I warn them.
"Alright give us the box. And please tell me you didn't open it" Derek says. I spot the box..the damn open box.
"Oh they did" I sigh. Derek slams the skinner head guy into the wall.
"You opened it?!" he yells.
"Are you guys cops? Are you guys cops?!" skinner asks.
"What was in the box?" Derek asks, gun still aimed at the guy. I see the guy look at something on the table. Derek follows his gaze. "That's it isn't it? What is that-" the guy shoves Derek's gun away and it drops to the ground, going off. The bullet flies around the room, hitting my gun and making me drop it. I jump for my gun but the other guy gets there first. He shoves me back and Derek's shoved into me. Derek goes through a table and i'm tackled to the ground by his friend. He starts punching me then strangling me.
"You asshole" I ground out, reaching for the fluffy whatever was in the box. I grab it and push the guys arms off me. I bring my knees up and kick him off, sending him into the far wall. "Derek, I-" i'm cut off when skinner aims Derek's gun at me. Crap. He pulls the trigger but the gun jams. The guy trips himself up, falling back and knocking himself out. His friend gets up with another gun.
"Ash!" Derek moves in front of me but there's no need as the guy pulls the books and shelf down, knocking himself out and literally throwing the gun into my hand. Derek and I share a confused and shocked look. He looks at what's in my other hand. "Is that a rabbit's foot?" I bring it up and look at it.
"Yeah" I nod, still completely puzzled about what just happened.
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Derek gets into the car and hands me lotto tickets.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yes really. He shot at you with my gun and it jammed, my gun don't jam. And they took themselves out Ash. Come on, scratch and win" he says, handing them over. I sigh and start scratching. "You're okay though?" he asks.
"Fine" I say. "I love it when overweight old men straddle me, beat me and strangle me" I say sarcastically. I hand Derek the ticket. I look up at him and there's concern written all over his face. "I'm kidding Der, i'm fine" I smile. "Now check that over for me" I say, pushing the ticket into his hands. He nods and looks down at it.
"Ash. $1,200. We just won $1,200" he grins.
"Pass me the rest of them" I say excitedly. Looks like this rabbit's foot isn't such a curse after all.
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I talk to Bobby on the phone while Derek counts all our winning tickets. Bobby's trying to convince me that the rabbit's foot really is a curse. I move a newspaper on the ground and find a gold watch. I pick it up and hold it up for Derek. He mouths 'awesome' and grins.
"Hell of a luck charm" I say, looking at the watch.
"It's not a luck charm Ash. It's a curse, she made it to kill people" Bobby says. He tells me when you get the rabbit's foot, you get good luck. But when you lose it, your luck turns bad and you're dead inside a week.
"Then I won't lose it" I say, putting it into my jacket pocket.
"Everybody loses it!" he yells.
"How do we break the curse?" I ask.
"I don't know if you can. Let me make some calls..just sit tight you idjit" Bobby sighs before hanging up.
"Ash, we're up $15,000" Derek tells me. I give him a small smile.
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After i've told him what Bobby told me, we go into a little resturant. We're not feeling as 'good luck' about this as we were earlier. I ask for a table, the staff break out in celebration as we're their one millionth customer. They take our photo as balloons rain down. We're seated and brought whatever we want off the menu for free..we got free food here for a year. I research the rabbit's foot and talk Derek through my findings as he stuffs his face with icecream. I pull my phone out and take a few sneaky photos.
"Don't do that" he whines, catching me.
"The next time you complain about my eating habits, i'll just show you these" I grin, putting my phone away. I laugh at his pout. A waitor comes over with a pot of coffee.
"Can I freshen you up?" the blue-eyed blonde man asks me.
"Yeah, sure" I smile politely. He fills up my cup but spills it onto the table, getting abit on my shirt and shorts.
"I'm sorry, i'm so sorry" he says, bringing up a rag and cleaning it up.
"It's okay" I assure him.
"Let me get that" he says, wiping my shirt with the rag. "Crap, sorry"
"It's okay, i'm okay" I tell him. I can feel a blush creeping up my neck at having his hands practically rubbing over my chest.
"It's no trouble, really" he assures me. His hand and rag move for my shorts but Derek catches his other arm.
"It's fine" Derek says, glaring at the man. The waitor's blue eyes fall back to me and he gives me a dazzling smile.
"Sorry" he says again, turning and walking again. I have to admit..I did watch him walk away. I turn back to Derek, finding the man doesn't look too happy.
"What?" I ask him.
"Nothing" he mutters. I roll my eyes and grab my coffee. I spill it in my lap.
"Shit!" I yelp, jumping up. I manage to knock a waitor holding a large tray of food over, food flying everywhere.
"How's that lucky?" Derek asks. I check in my jacket pocket for the rabbit's foot. "Ash.."
"That hot dude stole my rabbit's foot" I tell him, running after him. I hear Derek following me. We run for the car and slip over, falling on my stomach.
"Wow, you suck" Derek says, coming back to me and helping me up. "You okay?" he asks. I glare at him. "Sorry..so now your luck turns bad?" he asks.
"I guess" I sigh.
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We go back to the skinner's apartment. We find his roomate inside, drinking. Derek asks him for the man's name that hired him to steal the rabbit's foot.
"How do you know we were hired?" he asks us.
"Because he just stole it back from us" Derek tells him. He laughs. I move forward to ask him in my own 'special' way but I trip on the radio cord, falling to the floor with the radio and a lamp. Derek sighs. "Ash, you okay?" he asks. I throw both applicances off me and kick their chair over. I flip the table and sigh in frustration. I see both men raise their eyebrows at me.
"I'm fine" I ground out. What? I've got a short fuse, sue me. Derek asks for the name of the guy again. He explains to him about the rabbit's foot. He finally gives us the name, the last name at least. Lugosi. Derek comes over to me, still on the floor, and holds his hand out. I take it and let him pull me to my feet.
"You okay?" he asks. I take a deep, calming breath.
"Fine" I say, alot softer. We turn to leave. I trip on the lamp I broke. Derek quickly catches me, cringing for my reaction. I grit my teeth and kick the other lamp off the side table, it smashes againist the wall. I take another calming breath, stepping away from the destruction. "I'm sorry about your friend" I say to the guy before walking out. Derek sighs in defeat and follows me.
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Derek's on the phone to Bobby. I step in something. Are you serious? I look down at my combat boots, gum stuck to the bottom of one. I use the half-open drain to try scrap it off.
"Luigi or something?" Derek asks, turning to me.
"Lugosi" I correct him. I keep trying to get this friggin' gum off my favourite boots. I only have 2 pairs of these, gum is not ruining this pair. I jolt in fear when I feel my shoe slip off. My mouth falls open in defeat when I hear it splash into the water below. I try to crotch down and pull it out but..it's way too far down. I stand back up, pouting. Derek hangs up and turns to me.
"What?" he asks, seeing my face.
"I lost my boot" I say sadly. Derek looks down at my foot. He sighs. I hang my head in saddness.
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"No offense but your bad luck isn't getting us killed" Derek tells me, leading me into a hotel room. "You're staying here and i'm going after Chris" Derek tells me, flicking on the light.
"Who's Chris?" I ask.
"The rabbit foot thief" he tells me. "Don't say it-"
"The hot guy" I cut him off. By his angry huff, that's what he didn't want me to say. Derek pulls me over to a chair.
"Sit. Don't move, don't turn on the light, don't turn off the light" he says, getting me to sit down. "I'll be back in a couple hours" he says.
"A couple hours?! I can't sit in this chair for a couple hours?" I object.
"You have too. And stay still, don't even scratch your nose" Derek says, going for the door. "Don't get yourself killed" he says, walking out. Once the camaro's gone, I scratch my nose.
"I'll scratch my nose, it's my nose" I mutter to myself.
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Derek's p.o.v
I aim the gun at Chris as he turns around.
"You need to give me the rabbit's foot back" I say, being met with his gun. "You're giving it back"
"That's cute Derek, no i'm not" he says. How does he know my name?
"We'll see" I say, both of us keeping our guns up. "Chris, right?"
"That's right, Derek" he says. I try to tell him it's cursed but he reveals he's used his knowledge of the supernatural to steal hunter's stuff and sell it for thousands, millions. "Yeah, a thief" I say.
"No, a great thief" he grins.
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Ashlee's p.o.v
I wake up, after stupidly knocking myself out (great work Ash you idiot!), to find i'm taped to a chair. Two men stand before me.
"What the hell?" I ask. "Who are you?" I ask them. The blonde snaps his fingers in my face. I screw my face up.
"I used to think your friend Gordan sent me" he says. Crap.
"Gordan? Oh, come on" I whine. He's still angry about us tying him up, Derek punching him over and us leaving him in that deserted house? About us beating him and getting him shipped off to prison? Whimp.
"He asked me to find your brother Sam and kill him" the guy tells me. "But he's practically invisible. I put a bullet in your head, the ghost will reveal himself" he says. Damn. This isn't even really about me.
"Great, that sounds like him" I sigh.
"But, as it turns out. I'm on a mission from God" the blonde tells me before punching me across the face, making everything black again.
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Derek's p.o.v
"Ashlee touched the foot. When you took it from her, her luck-"
"I know how it works" Chris cuts me off.
"So you know she'll die unless we can destroy it?" I ask him.
"Why do you think I coped a feel while I still could?" he grins. I narrow my eyes at him. "Oh, i'm sorry about feeling up your girlfriend Derek" he taunts. "She looked like she hadn't gotten any in awhile, thought i'd help the poor girl out"
"Shut your mouth" I warn him. "How did you even find it?" I ask him. He tells me about his beloved ouiji board, how he used it to talk to the spirits of people it had killed and boom. They told him where to find it. "Anyway, this has been interesting but I should go" I say, backing towards the door. "Oh, and this?" I say, holding up the rabbit's foot with a smirk. Chris glares at me. "Looks like you're not the only one with sticky fingers" I say. "By the way, I think you're a dirty pig and if I ever see you never Ash again, i'll shoot you" I promise him. I make for the door and he shoots at me. I easily dodge them and the bullets hit his board and vases. I grin, running out. I love good luck.
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Ashlee's p.o.v
"Your brother helped open that gate, didn't he?" i'm met with a question after water's thrown in my face, waking me up.
"We did everything we could to stop it-" I say.
"Lie, lie, lie" blondey says, waving his finger in my face. "He was in on it. You are too. What's their next move?"
"I don't know-" he cuts me off by smacking me across the face. "The second i'm free, i'm gonna cut both your hands off" I snap. He brings his gun to my head.
"Tell me about your brother's powers" he says.
"I don't know anything-" i'm cut off again as he strikes me across the face with his gun. I'm fuming by now, face aching. His friend pulls him back, tries to tell him he shouldn't kill me. Blondey goes off about how God sent him, how God led them here.
"This is destiny" blondey says, bringing his gun to my head again.
"No destiny, just a rabbit's foot" Derek says, gun raised. I sigh in relief. Thank god. Not the god that sent these two hooligans after me, some other god.
"Put the gun down son or you'll be scraping brains off the wall" the blonde says. Derek's jaw clenches. He puts his gun down.
"Derek?" I say, what the hell's he doing? He picks up a pen of the table. Wow, drawing's really going to help me right now. Blondey turns to him. Derek throws the pen out and it perfectly jams into his gun. My eyes widen, what the hell? His mustache friend goes for Derek but he steps to the side, the guy knocking himself out againist the wall. He picks up a remote and throws it at the blonde, hitting him in the forehead and knocking him out.
"I'm batman" Derek grins.
"Okay Der, you're batman" I sigh in relief.
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We go to the cemetary. I make the fire, throw in the ingrediants, we're all ready for the rabbit's foot.
"Derek, hurry up" I say. He's scratching more lottery tickets. He slips them into his jacket pocket and brings the foot over.
"Say goodbye to our luck with money" Derek pouts, holding it over the fire. We both turn to the sound of someone cocking a gun.
"I think you'll find that belongs to me" Chris says. Derek looks completely pissed off. "You gonna shoot me Derek? Where's your gun?" he taunts. It's in Derek's jacket..which he's standing beside. And i'm not carrying either. "Put the foot down" he says.
"No. You're not gonna shoot me-" Derek starts. He's cut off when the asshole shoots me.
"Jesus" I breath out, gripping my bleeding shoulder tightly. Derek looks at me with wide eyes then moves to attack Chris.
"Back off!" he demands, aiming the gun at me again. "You've got the luck, you I can't hit Derek but Ashlee I can't miss" he says.
"I'm gonna kill you" Derek bites out.
"Relax lover boy, it's a shoulder hit. I can aim you know" he rolls his eyes. "Put the rabbit's foot on the ground now" he says.
"Alright!" Derek snaps. He slowly lowers it but at the last minute, throws it to Chris. He catches it and sighs. Derek smirks at him. He comes over and drops it into the fire, knowing it'll end in his death if he doesn't.
"Thanks alot, i'm on the bad side of a buyer who's-" Chris starts.
"Wow, I really don't care. Ash?" Derek asks.
"Yeah, me neither you vile asshole" I snap at the blonde. Chris starts walking away.
"I will find you, and I won't be unarmed next time" Derek promises him. Chris leans againist the tombstone Derek's jacket's on.
"Touch those tickets and i'll kill you myself right now" I warn him, his sneaky little fingers reaching for them. He pulls them back out, showing me his hands are empty.
"You caught me. Ass and brains, lucky you" Chris grins. I glare at him.
"I'll see you soon" Derek says.
"Bring Ashlee with you" he winks before turning and walking away. "Until next time" he throws over his shoulder.
"You okay?" Derek asks me, coming to my side.
"Not really" I say, taking my hand away from my shoulder, blood covering my hand. "But we're up $46,000 so i'm sure i'll be fine" I grin. Derek chuckles.
"Here" he says. He lifts me up, bridal style.
"Thanks Romeo" I tease. I've taken to calling him that whenever he does sweet things for me. Derek rolls his eyes and helps me into the car. That was unnecessary but i'm not complaining. He get's into the driver's seat and starts driving. "No hospitals" I remind him.
"Liquor shop" he tells me. "You need a fifth of whiskey" he says. I chuckle, thinking back to when he stitched up my hand and gave me the same thing.
"Are we gonna cuddle up in bed afterwards? Like last time?" I tease.
"Shut up Ash" he says, trying to hide his smile.
"I'll take that as a yes" I grin triumphantly. Derek shakes his head with a soft smile. Yeah..that's a yes.
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