Prologue: After Sammy saved Sam from a group of hunters that had been possessed by demons, the two officially became a couple, and John left again, leaving the four to hunt alone again. After leaving St. Louis, Dean, Sam, Carli and Sammy, arrive in Manning, Colorado, where people have been disappearing, mainly off a single highway. Dean and Sam suspect it's something they had once faced in the past, but they're still unsure. What do you think it is? And where are the people disappearing to?
Lifeless PT.3
Dean stood in the bathroom of the motel room alone, staring at himself. It had been quite some time since he had a huge argument with Carli, resulting in her leaving and disappearing to who knows where. Now Dean was feeling empty- as if he wasn't complete. I guess that's what happens when someone you hold close to your heart walks out on you and you don't know whether or not they're going to return or be okay- and even if the reason as to why they left was your fault as well
Dean let out a sigh as he grabbed both sides of the basin, where he continued to look at himself in the mirror. Now he was beginning to regret having to open his mouth and start an argument. Hardly even thinking, and subconsciously forgetting about the fight he had earlier with Carli, Dean placed his hand into one of his jeans' pockets and began to search for his cell phone. As soon as he pulled it out, he then flipped it open and began to search for Carli's name, which was beside a picture he had taken of her- or should he say, that Carli had taken of herself.
Giving a small smirk, remembering when she had taken the photo, Dean pressed a button and placed it up to his ear, waiting for an answer. As he waited, many thoughts entered his head. Half of him knew she wasn't going to answer, seeing his caller ID appear on her phone. But the other half, wanted Carli to pick up the phone. He just wanted to hear her voice- just to know that she was okay.
"Hi, this is Carli. Unfortunately I'm not here at the moment, so please leave a message and I'll try and get back to you. Thanks."
Dean flipped his phone shut upon hearing Carli's voicemail. Suddenly becoming frustrated with the outcome, Dean punched the mirror in front of him with his other fist, breaking it into several large pieces and causing blood to appear on his hand. Breathing heavily, Dean then shoved his cell phone back into his pocket, before he approached the door and pulled it open, where he walked into the room beyond.
Sammy sat on the double bed closest to the bathroom door, and the radio that sat on the small table between the two beds was playing. Even though he tried to ignore the song, the lyrics just couldn't get out of his head.
She's cold and she's cruel,
but she knows what she's doin'.
She pushed me in the pool
at our last school reunion.
She laughs at my dreams,
but I dream about her laughter.
Strange as it seems,
she's the one I'm after...
'cos she's bittersweet,
she knocks me off of my feet.
And I can't help myself,
I don't want anyone else.
She's a mystery,
she's too much for me,
but I keep comin' back for more.
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for...
(Just the girl I'm lookin' for)
(She's just the girl I'm lookin' for)
She can't keep a secret,
for more than an hour.
She runs on one hundred proof attitude power.
And the more she ignores me,
the more I adore her.
What can I do?
I'd do anything for her...
'cos she's bittersweet,
she knocks me off of my feet.
And I can't help myself,
I don't want anyone else.
She's a mystery,
she's too much for me,
but I keep comin' back for more.
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for...
And when she sees it's me,
on her caller ID.
She won't pick up the phone,
she'd rather be alone.
But I can't give up just yet,
'cos every word she's ever said,
is still ringin' in my head.
Still ringin' in my head...
She's cold and she's cruel,
but she knows what she's doin'.
Knows just what to say,
so my whole day is ruined...
'cos she's bittersweet,
She knocks me off of my feet.
And I can't help myself,
I don't want anyone else.
She's a mystery,
she's too much for me,
but I keep comin' back for more...
'cos she's bittersweet,
She knocks me off of my feet.
And I can't help myself,
I don't want anyone else.
She's a mystery,
she's too much for me,
but I keep comin' back for more...
Oh, I keep comin' back for more,
she's just the girl I'm lookin' for-
just the girl I'm lookin' for...
(Just the girl) I'm lookin' for
(She's just the girl) I'm lookin' for
(Just the girl) I'm lookin' for
Just the girl I'm lookin' for...
Becoming even more frustrated than he was before, Dean approached the small table and turned off the radio, causing Sammy to look up at him, with a questionable look written across her face. She then noticed his bloody hand, and let out a gasp. What the hell had he done now? "Are you okay?" she questioned, just as Sam entered the motel room from outside. He then closed the door quietly behind him before he approached the two, wanting to know what was going on.
"I'm perfectly fine," Dean replied quietly, before he turned around to face Sam. "Are we ready to go?"
Sam nodded his head in agreement. "I've got the dead man's blood as well," he answered, before he also noticed Dean's bloody fist. Who knows what the oldest Winchester brother had just gotten himself into. "Dude- are you sure you're ready to go and face vampires- now?"
Dean gave Sam a look as if to say: 'Of course I am! What made you think I'm not?' Sam could only reply by giving Dean one of his own looks, by looking down at Dean's bloody hand, causing Dean to do the exact same thing.
"We'll head out tomorrow morning," Sam suddenly stated, causing Dean to become even more frustrated than he had ever been in his entire life. "Everyone needs some sleep, and it's best if we go and face vampires during the day, not during the night." And besides which, Dean was bleeding. Vampires could smell blood from over a mile away, and hell- he shouldn't be fighting if he lost too much blood anyway. That was Sam's most concern after all, and, vampires were extraordinary hunters at the night, making it all the more better to hunt them during the day instead of at night. That was just stupidity if they ever thought they could take vampires on during the night.
"Whatever," Dean stated, after a long pause. He really didn't care as to what the plan was going to be, as long as he could get his mind off Carli and whatever else was going bad in his life. He then walked over to one of the double beds, before he climbed onto it. "Just don't do anything or make any noises to wake me up."
Sam rolled his eyes at his older brother's comment. Even though he had lost someone very close to him only a couple of hours ago, Dean still remained strong, using what he knew best- his sarcasm and his wits. The way Sam had expected him to act.
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Sam lay on his back in the darkness of the motel room. Lying asleep next to him was Sammy, and sleeping in the other double bed in the room was his older brother Dean, who had rolled over and now had his back to him.
It would've appeared that Sam couldn't get to sleep, but just before he had closed his eyes, which had been hours ago, he had another one of his premonitions, which had shown him that the vampires had attacked him, Sammy and Dean only a few hours after they had drifted off to sleep. Seeing that premonition had made Sam think that it was best if he was to stay awake, and keep an eye out for anything unusual. Even if it did mean that he was to miss out on some valuable sleep at the same time.
Looking over at the clock on the table between the two double beds, Sam let out a sigh of exhaustion. It was almost midnight- and that meant he had to wake Sammy and his older brother up from their slumber. And knowing Dean, he'd wake up cranky and ready to kill someone. More likely Sam instead of the vampires. Letting out another sigh, Sam then rolled over so that he now faced Sammy, whose face was emotionless. In her sleep, Sam thought she looked like an innocent goddess, and he really didn't want to wake her up- but he knew he had to.
Kissing Sammy gently on the forehead, Sam watched as she already began to stir. "Sammy..." he whispered, as he kissed her again, but this time on the lips, "you have to get up."
Sammy let out a small moan as her eyes slowly began to flutter open. Seeing as how the room was pitch black, Sam had a lot of explaining to do. "What time is it?" she asked groggily, as she tried to sit up and see the clock over Sam's body.
"Almost midnight," Sam answered, as he also sat up. Grabbing the pillow he had been sleeping on, Sam then threw it at Dean, causing the oldest Winchester brother to let out a groan.
"Sam- what's going on?" Sammy questioned, as she watched Sam climb out of bed and walk around the room in only a shirt and a pair of boxers. She then watched as Sam picked up a crossbow and the jar of dead man's blood from the table on the other side of the room, along with a machete.
"Sammy, I need you to get under the bed," he commanded, as he handed the three objects to Sammy. By this time, Dean had just woken up and was yawning and stretching, not caring what his younger brother was getting up to.
"What? Sam-" Sammy could hardly get a word out as Sam pushed her towards the bed, before he tossed a sword towards Dean.
Just as Sammy had gotten under one of the beds and Sam had picked up another machete off the table, strange noises could be heard from the roof of the motel room, as if someone or something had landed onto it. And before the three hunters knew it, the windows of the motel room shattered to pieces as three figures now stood in the room, opposed to Dean and Sam Winchester.
Kate gave a smirk and licked her lips as she took a few steps further into the room, followed closely by Jamie and Brooke. "My, my... it's been a while since I last saw you two," she stated after a while, as her eyes fell upon the Winchester brothers. "So, what happened to your dad? Did he finally get what he deserved? He ended up in a grave- am I right?"
Kate had a very good reason to hate John Winchester. He was the one who had killed Luthor, the love of her life after all.
Dean ran a hand through his hair and ruffled it up a bit, so then it didn't look like he hadn't just woken up. "Nope, but he would've loved to be here to see you perish as well," he answered, giving a smirk of his own as he looked up into Kate's face, knowing that she wouldn't be happy with his answer.
As quick as lightning, Kate now stood a few inches away from Dean. "So... what made you two come back here? Did the Colt turn out to be a dud?" she mocked, before she backhanded Dean, causing him to stumble backwards.
"Actually, we thought it'd be a good idea if we killed off the rest of you," Dean stated, as he regained his composure, while keeping his eyes on Kate.
Kate turned her back on Dean, where she eyed off Sam. "If only Luthor had killed you," she began, as she took a couple of steps towards him and away from Dean. "Luthor would probably still be alive."
At that very moment, Dean had tried to cut off Kate's head with the sword in his hand, but Brooke had appeared and had kicked him, easily knocking him off his feet and into a wall, which created a large indent and crack.
"So... which will it be? Would you rather die or become a vampire?" By now, Sam had backed himself all the way into a wall, giving him nowhere to escape. Kate now only stood a few inches in front of him, her eyes set firmly on his face.
Regripping the machete in his hand, Sam lifted it up and tried to bring it down upon Kate, but she stopped the attack with such ease, that she had brought Sam's arm back down to his side. "I guess that means you wish to die," she said, as large fangs began to appear at the front of her mouth. Just as she was about to lean over and take a bite out of Sam, something pierced the side of her leg, immobilising her. This then allowed Sam to lift the machete high up into the air, before he cut off her head, causing blood to fly.
Brooke glanced up at Jamie, before she glared at both Sam and Dean. Dean had recovered from being thrown into a wall, and he now stood defencively with the sword in his hands, ready to kill anything that came his way. "I so can't wait to see you both rot in hell," Brooke stated, her vampire fangs suddenly appearing. She then looked up at Jamie before she appeared on the other side of the room, directly in front of Sam. She then snatched the machete from Sam with such force, that she threw it over her shoulder and out of the broken window behind her, leaving Sam defenceless.
Whilst Sam was busy with Brooke, Jamie had found out where the arrow covered in dead man's blood had come from. Lifting up the double bed on the other side of the room, he then grabbed hold of Sammy, who had dropped the crossbow as he did so. "Do you want a go at me bitch?" Jamie demanded, as he roughly pushed Sammy against a wall, knocking the wind from her body.
Sammy struggled against Jamie's grip with all her might, but he had a very strong grip on her, allowing her to go nowhere fast. With Jamie's attention on Sammy, Dean slowly crept across the room, hoping to catch the male vampire off guard. But, upon hearing Dean come up behind him, Jamie then swung his right fist around and it connected with one of Dean's cheeks, sending him flying across the room.
"Let go of me!" Sammy cried, but her cries were soon smothered when Jamie had leaned down and roughly kissed her, upsetting her even more. He could've warned her before he had violated her mouth with vampire tongue. Pulling away from Jamie, whose breath smelt heavily of alcohol, Sammy quickly lifted her knee, which connected with Jamie's goods, causing him to let go of her and drop to his knees in pain.
Catching her breath, Sammy quickly picked up the machete that Sam had given her earlier and quickly swiped at Jamie before he could do a single thing, causing his head fly and blood to fall. Now only Brooke remained.
Knocking Sam off his feet, Brooke quickly spun around and found out that she was the only vampire remaining, upon seeing Kate and Jamie's headless bodies lying on the ground. Knowing that she was now outnumbered, and she didn't really want to die, the best thing for her to do now was to retreat. Of course she wanted to finish off the three humans who had killed her friends, but she was outnumbered three to one.
"Enjoy yourselves for now- I will be getting my revenge when you all least expect it!" she cried, and as quick as the speed of sound, Brooke had disappeared, leaving Sam, Dean and Sammy alone in the ruined motel room. The beds, the windows and everything was now wrecked, and luckily the front windows were the only things that had gotten broken.
Sammy let out an exhausted sigh as she leaned against a wall, before she slumped to the ground, the headless bodies of the two vampires they had killed a few metres away from her. "Talk about freaky," she stated, as Sam approached her. He then sat down on the ground beside her, where he gently grabbed her hand.
"Are you okay?" he asked, causing Sammy to nod her head. Giving a small smile, he then leaned in and kissed her.
"This place is a hole," Dean suddenly stated, ruining Sam and Sammy's magic moment. "Do they expect us to clean up this mess or what?"
"Well, that's what happens when you buy out a motel room," said Sam, as he pulled himself to his feet. He then helped Sammy to her feet, so then they were now standing side-by-side.
Dean gave a smirk as he looked up at his younger brother. "And that's why I'm glad we still use fake credit cards and ID's," he stated, causing Sam let out a sigh. "So that's why I think it's best if we get out of here before someone notices the mess and we have to pay for it all."
Sam nodded his head in agreement and just as he picked up his duffel bag, his cell phone began to ring and vibrate in his pocket. Sammy watched Sam intently and curiously as he pulled out his cell phone, pressed a button, before placing it up to one of his ears. "Hello?" he asked. Obviously the person that was ringing was someone he didn't know, or didn't have in his cell phone. "Oh- hey." By the way he had answered that time around, it sounded as if he definitely knew the person on the other end.
Now Dean was becoming interested. He was now watching his younger brother instead of packing up some of the weapons they had used earlier. "Okay, and how long has this been going on for?" After a few minutes of listening to the person on the other end of the phone, Sam finally got to say something. "Okay, I'll probably be there in a couple of days or so. If anything else happens, just call me. Alright, see ya."
Sam pocketed his cell phone and looked straight past Sammy at Dean. "We have to go- right now," he said, as he quickly began to pick up some of the weapons lying on the floor, because Dean had seemed to be frozen to the spot.
"Whoa- wait a minute. Care to explain why we have to leave so suddenly?" Dean questioned, snapping out of his trance as he looked up at Sam. Even though everyone had agreed they were going to leave very soon, Dean wanted to know the new reason why they had to leave so suddenly. "And who the hell was on the phone?"
Sam swallowed hard. "It was Sarah."
Finally! The last part of this episode! I must say, Dean does have a few anger problems, but let's just hope he manages to calm down before he goes and finds Carli. Or will he? The song used in this chapter was 'Just the Girl' by the Click 5. I thought it fit this chapter perfectly because I thought it pretty much reflected Dean's feelings at the time. Well, there's only one vampire left that had been in the original group. Do you think she'll come back to try and kill Dean, Sam and Sammy? Or will she leave them alone? Oh yeah- and now Sarah's calling! What do you guys think she wants? Please R&R if you haven't done so already!
