SHOUTOUTS\ANSWERS
Mae: First of all, I am soooooooooooooo sorry I sent in ch 7 without acknowledging your review of ch 6. I was glad to see your review and that you felt that I blended the two series so well. I take it you liked the last chap?
DISCLAIMER
Supernatural belongs to the WB and Life With Derek belongs to Disney. I only own the Drakon.
Sam was laying on his bed, when he felt something hit his forehead. With a moan, he jerked his head to the side. Feeling another drop, he opened his eyes. He gasped. His girlfriend Jessica was pinned to the ceiling, dripping blood.
"Why Sam?" Jessica asked.
"NO!" Sam shouted. She burst into flames. With a gasp, Sam jerked awake.
"Sam, you okay?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, no big," Sam responded. They stared at Casey who made a moaning noise.
"Aw, man. Not her too," Dean sighed.
"NO!" Casey cried, sitting up.
"Easy. You're okay," Dean comforted, coming up to hug her. Casey moaned and flounced back on her bed.
"I hate that dream," she complained.
"Ditto," Sam agreed. Casey forced herself out of bed and stretched. Then, she made a noise of pain. She had forgotten about her shoulder.
"You okay?" Dean asked.
"Yeah. Just forgot," Casey answered. "Man, that was one mean, ugly-lookin' Drakon," she continued.
"Looks like we need to change the bandage," Dean noted.
"Hey, I already used one of my shirts," Sam objected.
"There's a first aid kit in the black trunk. It's in the study," Casey told him.
"Already open?" Sam asked.
"Yeah," Casey responded. Sam walked to the study and found the trunk open. He rummaged through the supplies until he found the first aid kit. He grabbed the kit and then walked back to the guestroom. Then, he proceeded to change bandages. During the redressing, Casey only gave out one grunt of pain.
"Sorry," Sam apologized. Her only response was a wave with her good arm.
"You better get ready for school," Sam advised. Casey went back to her room, where she quickly got dressed, and then went downstairs, where she grabbed a bowl of cereal and sat down.
"Casey, honey, are you sure you want to go to school today?" Nora queried.
"I'm fine, Mom," Casey assured.
"You know, if you want to take it easy today---" Nora began to say.
"Wait, how come she's gettin' special treatment?" Derrick interrupted. No one noticed when Sam and Dean appeared in the kitchen.
"Because she got scratched by a Drakon last night. When you take a hit in the line of duty, you'll get the same offer," Nora responded.
"Relax, Mom. I'm fine. It wasn't that deep. It just looked really bad," Casey dismissed.
"Right, J.H. It was just a flesh wound," Dean drawled. Surprised, Casey jumped and whirled around in her chair.
"Dean! I'm gonna kill you!" she fumed.
"She...doesn't have any sharp objects around her, does she?" Sam asked his aunt. The woman shook her head. Presently, the others came in and went about their routine.
"So, what are you two up to?" George asked Sam and Dean.
"A little recon to see how the Drakon got into the house," Dean asked.
"Uh, no killing it without me. I want this thing," Casey told them.
"Like we'd even try it. The last time we made a kill without you, you confiscated and hid my cassette tapes," Dean answered.
"She took your tunes?" Derek asked in disbelief.
"It wasn't pretty. We had no choice but to listen to showtunes for two weeks straight," Dean confirmed.
"It worked, didn't it?" Casey grinned. A little while later, they finished what they were doing and left.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
I have nothing against showtunes or musicals. Some of my favorite c.d.'s are soundtracks from plays.