Smell

By 7sTar

Author's Notes: I can't believe I've written so much by now. I feel tedious even when I turn back to read my story so I think less people like it. I have another idea which I think it will be more splendid but I'll make this complete. B.T.W. writing is a tough job, I admire all the writers here.

Category: Drama/Humor/ Supernatural

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Sam and Dean, I just write this for fun. Please don't sue me.

Chap5 Sam's absurd behavior

Nick watched Swee left, sighed again. When he was about to close the door he heard a well-known voice, "Hey, honey, miss me?" With the voice a redhead in red skirt appeared from the back of the door, smiling at him.

"Grace?" Nick backed up several steps, shock in his eyes.

"Hey, it's me, you idiot!" Grace pounced herself on him, put his hand on her chest, "I'm back! Can you feel me?"

"God!" Nick woke up from his astonishment, hugged her tightly, "It's really YOU! God! I can't believe it! Where were you these days?"

"It's a long story. I'll tell ya later," she gently petted his face, "Now, I wanna…"

"Baby, I know, I miss you!" Nick grabbed her hand, saw the bracelet on the wrist, and laughed, "You possess this?"

"Its own discarded it!" Grace said, tapped Nick on his head, "Now shut up and get into the room!"

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"It's weird," Swee said with a sigh as Sam told her his pack back and Jessica.

"Wow, I've never seen you like this!" said Dean sarcastically, "Guess that Nick boy told you nothing."

"Half right," Swee took a glare at silent Sam,"I found something."

"Huh?" Dean lifted his left eyebrow.

"Grace's back and Nick didn't know it. Why did she not visit him? Tina saw her but Tina's dead."

"So Grace is the point?" Sam broke in, "If she were a ghost, why did she kill Tina? We know ghosts kill for some reason!"

"Maybe Grace didn't want to kill her, Tina just got scared by herself when she saw Grace."

"One thing," Dean said to Swee, "Why are you so sure about Tina's scared by Grace? And if it were Grace why did Tina not scared when she saw her in Banana?"

"So there's something else." said Sam.

"Another thing," Dean's pupils shrunk, "The redhead in red we met in Banana tonight, I'm sure she's Grace Parker...but she calls herself Molly."

"You saw Grace before?" Sam asked, "And I remembered the picture on the web site about her missing, 90 alike."

"I saw her photo when we saved Nick's ass!"

"Nick's in danger!" Swee tensed up, picked up her phone to dial Nick's number.

"But I'm still confused," Sam stood up from the sofa, walked over to the window, looked at the darkness outside, "If Grace is real Grace, Nick's safe; if not, why did she kill? Tina won't steal her boyfriend."

"No one answers the phone," Swee said, "and his cell phone!"

They looked at each other. "You two think what I think?" Dean asked. Sam and Swee nodded to him, they set off to Nike's flat.

It was light in the room, but no one came to open the door. Sam and Dean kicked the door open and the three of them burst into the house.

"Nick! Nick!" Swee shouted out, "Are you home?"

No one answered her. They searched the three rooms inside the house carefully, saw Nick lying on his bed motionlessly.

"Nick!" Sam moved over to the bed, shook his head to his bro and Swee, "He's dead!"

Dean and Swee rushed to the bed saw the guy's eyes popped out just like Tina's.

"He's over scared," Dean said, "The same killer!"

"Yeah, is it Grace?" Swee looked around in the room.

"Don't know," Sam went over to the desk, picked up something, "See, a bracelet!"

"I'm sure that Molly didn't wear this!" Dean said.

"Seems I saw it before," Swee murmured, turned her eyes to Sam.

"It's Jessica's," Sam said, sadness in his hoarse voice, "The one she buried in the woods."

"We gonna leave here before the police come." Dean said.

"No," Swee grasped his arm, "We'd better call the police, our footsteps were here."

"Whatever," Dean rolled his eyes, "I don't wanna waste time with cops."

"Ok, you blaze," Sam said to Dean, "We deal with the cops."

"Be careful, you guys, I'm gonna look for Grace, or Molly!"

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Willey jumped out of Swee's window, great smile on his face. He looked at the picture of Swee in his hand, burbled to himself, "Baby, you'll be mine, forever." After left Swee's flat he picked out his cell phone, "Grace, it's Willey, I've got the photo, what should I do next?"

"Great, meet me at the Crash." A female's voice said.

"Crash?" Willey raised his voice up, "I think you like Banana."

"Hurry up!"

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"Sam, I've just got an idea." Swee said when she and Sam stepped out of the police station.

"What?"

"You promise you won't get angry at me!"

"Why?" Sam laughed, "I'm gentle."

"Whatever, Please!"

"Ok, I promise," Sam stopped, raised his right hand, "So what will you say?"

"Jessica!"

"What?" Sam press his hand on her forehead, "You ok? You saw her? "

"I'm fine, I didn't saw her." she pushed his hand away, "Look, you saw Jessica, not only in your dreams, right?"

Sam nodded.

"She's dead, right?"

Sam nodded.

"She knew Tina, right?"

Sam nodded and interrupted her, "What do you want to say? She didn't know Nick!"

"Come on, Sam, maybe you didn't know her well just as she didn't know you well either."

"Shut up!" Sam shouted, glared at Swee for several seconds then went away leaving Swee alone.

"Wait, Sam! I'm sorry!"

Sam didn't stop nor turned back his head.

"You swore not anger with me," Swee murmured to herself, "This is your gentleness?"

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Willey stepped out of the Crash happily and got on his car. He sang and drove away.

"You're crazy!" A blonde girl came out after Willey left.

"Crazy? That word doesn't suit us!"

"Listen, you must stop!"

"Why?" Grace stared at the other girl, "Don't you like the appearance of Jessica? It makes you smell like a real human. "

"No," Jessica said, "We just…just don't belong to this world!"

"We're doing our best to belong to this world."

"No, I can't trust you any more. You like killing! "

"Who pitied us when we were killed?" Grace grasped Jessica's wrist, "We'll make it, I know you like that Sam and help him covertly. Don't screw things up if you won't help me! Don't forced me punish you! "

"Sara, stop, please!" Jessica hardly cried, "They're dangerous to us!"

"You sheep!" Grace, or Sara wigged, "I'd better strand you until I do it!"

"No," Jessica begged, looked at Sara with tearful eyes.

"It's all for us. I don't wanna live ghost's life any more."

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"Hey, Dean, found Grace?" Swee picked up her phone as she wanted to ring Sam while Dean's call came.

"No, I've searched many places she may rock around. How are you and Sam?"

"Just left police office...en...Sam got angry with me. Where are you now?"

"The street near Banana." Dean burst in to laugh, "You said Sam got anger？With you? Absurd!"

"Is it a joke?"

"Oh, you know, our little Sammy always a tender gentleman to girls," Dean held his laughter, "How did you annoy him?"

"Shut up!" Swee raised up her voice which made Dean frown and pushed his

cell phone away from his ear.

"Hey, hey," Dean said, "I think the ghost shows up only at nights. I'm gonna go home and conserve strength and store up energy."

"Alright, meet you at my flat." Swee hung up the cell phone.