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Dancing-through-starz (ch 5, 6): Thanks. I will. Here's more. Maybe she will, maybe she won't. Like I told you in the personal message, "J.H." stands for "Junior Hunter", which they nicknamed her 'cuz she's so much younger than them.
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Life With Derek belongs to Disney. Supernatural belongs to the WB. Inspired by "A Christmas Carol" by Charles Dickens.
With another scream, Casey ran from her bedroom. There were mutters and complaints as the rest of the household woke up. Sam and Dean came in from the guestroom and quickly intercepted Casey's mad dash.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What's wrong?" Sam asked.
"It's back! We gotta get outta here!" Casey shrieked.
"What?" Sam asked sharply. His stomach knotted as he shot his brother a worried look. Could it really be back?
"I'll go check it out," Dean said. He went into the bedroom and flipped on the light.
"Nothing. It's clear," they heard him say a few minutes later.
"It's okay, Casey. It's not back," Sam comforted.
"But I felt it!" Casey said.
"It's okay. No one's on the ceiling," Sam murmured soothingly.
"But---" Casey started to say.
"It''s okay. It didn't take anyone else," Sam interrupted.
"Then, what---" Nora's question fell away as Dean dragged a struggling Derek out of the room.
"Yeah, it's clear. Except for this little brat," he snarled, shoving the boy towards his father. He then tossed the ketchup bottle, which George barely caught. It only took a minute for Nora to understand what had happened.
"Derek!" she exclaimed.
"How could you?" Lizzie asked.
"What? It---it---" Derek stammered.
"Derek, you're grounded," Nora interrupted.
"Now, Nora," George interjected.
"It was just a joke," Derek defended himself.
"It was cruel," Sam shot back.
"Man, I'm gonna smack this kid, I swear," Dean growled. Casey whimpered and he turned to his cousin.
"It's okay, Casey. No one's been taken. It was just a mean, sick joke," he said soothingly.
"You two better take her to your room, or she won't be able to fall asleep again," Nora told her nephews.
"You got it," Sam acknowledged. "Come on, Cay. You're sleepin' with us tonight," he continued. With that, the three cousins went back downstairs. Marti tugged on her father's sleeve.
"Daddy, can I go back to bed?" she asked sleepily.
"Of course, honey," was the answer. She stumbled off.
"Boy. All this fuss over a little joke?" Edwin griped. Had he been fully awake, he would've been able to sidestep Lizzie's smack.
"Hey!" he complained.
"Bed. Now," Nora instructed. The boy went off to do so. Derek watched as everyone sent him disapproving glares as they passed.
"Oh, come on! It was just a joke!" he protested. Lizzie placed a well-aimed kick at his shins.
"Ow!" he yelped.
"Jerk! I hate you!" she snapped. Then, everyone went back to their rooms.
"Man, what is wrong with everybody? It was just a joke," Derek griped.
"Is that all your sister is to you? A joke?" a voice asked.