Chapter Twelve – Careful Planning

Pizza was ordered for the group of five while Amy was aiding to Philip's jaw and lip. Sam's punch had been slightly damaging – but it was nothing that wouldn't heal over time. The boy suffered a cut lip and an aching jaw. He didn't seem to mind. Philip had been in a quiet state. Almost killing Lori affected him in such a way that Amy didn't have to use her abilities to feel what he was feeling…it was clearly found in his expression and the way he looked at Lori who would walk by occasionally.

Sitting on the tall kitchen stool, Philip winced at the slight sting of the alcohol against his lip. He made a hissing sound with his teeth and Amy cringed. "Sorry…" she apologized, gently putting the corner of the alcohol pad against his lip.

He made the hissing sound again and Philip closed his eyes momentarily. "It's okay."

Lori sat on the couch with Sam while he helped put an ice pack by her cheek. Half of her face was red and unfortunately would puff up and grow blue-and-black. She hated holding the ice pack by her face. Her blue eyes traveled toward the kitchen where she could see Amy tending to Philip.

"Is he going to be okay now?" Lori asked slowly. "You said a week after the males are attacked…they go after their girlfriends…well Philip came after me…he didn't finish…"

"I think everything is going to be okay," Sam whispered in a calm way. His tone was comforting and soft and it helped relax the teenage girl. She continued to stare at the kitchen until she and Sam heard her front door close.

Dean came trailing in carrying his father's journal by his side. He came to the living room and sat opposite Sam and Lori in a black armchair.

"Find anything?" Sam asked.

He flipped through the pages and said, "Dad did make a little note about demonic possession…"

Amy and Philip, hearing this, slowly made their way to the living room.

Philip caught Lori's eyes and looked away in an ashamed way. She put the ice pack on the center table and Lori got up to join her boyfriend's side. Her hand reached for his and she stroked his arm with her free hand. She gave him a look that said "Hey, everything is going to be okay." Philip gave her a small smile. Amy stood by the lit fireplace and placed her hand on her hips. Everyone was waiting for Dean to continue.

"It's just like the Wolfman," Dean explained. "The Wolfman is a shape shifter…whoever it scratches is infected and you know the story – the attacked victim turns into a wolf…in this case…Philip only suffered a minor demonic infection…"

"An infection?" Sam questioned.

Dean handed the journal to Sam and went further. "The scratches that Philip and the others suffered…they weren't exactly possessed...they were infected…"

Sam read his father's writing and noted, "So the infection is only minor and temporary-"

"And since Philip was intervened with attacking Lori…it means the infection is gone," Dean finished.

Lori sighed happily and gave Philip's arm a squeeze. "See? Everything is going to be okay."

Philip smiled weakly and turned to the adults. "So, this won't happen again…to me?"

"No," Dean gave a small smile. "You see…if we hadn't come…you would have killed Lori and then yourself…but now it's been stopped and the infection is gone…"

"See see…" Lori whispered excitedly. "It's okay now."

"For now," Amy whispered. "We need to make sure the wolf doesn't attack or scratch anyone…otherwise we're going to have to prevent another murder and suicide."

Sam nodded and closed his father's journal.

"But…" Dean admitted. "It does show that Billy is not a full demon…basically part depressed spirit-part demon…so now I'm not sure if exorcising it will do any good…"

"Some, yes," Sam added. "But we're going to have to kill the wolf…in the same manner the wolf that attacked Ana Maria died…"

"Shoot it," Amy muttered.

"You guys really think that party on the twenty-third is when it'll attack next?" Philip asked sorely. He touched his cheek bitterly.

Amy nodded. "It makes sense…and it feels right, doesn't it Sam?"

"It does," Sam agreed. "It would be too dangerous to go back to the manor…I don't think the wolf is trapped in the attic anymore."

"So…we wait 'till Friday then…" Amy sighed. "Get us a chance to prepare and carefully plan all this."

"You two are not to get involved, understand?" Sam asked softly, staring at the teenagers.

The door bell rang.

"Pizza," Amy announced.

"I'll go get that," Lori said, taking several dollar bills from her back pocket and she and Philip went to the front door.

Amy came around and sat down next to Sam.

"We have a bit more than three days for the party…" Amy noted. "Is there anything we can do about this until then?"

"I still go for more research," Sam added. "It did bring a lot of good today."

"I still have a question…" Dean said slowly. "Why just three couples…I mean, c'mon…you realize how many couples sneak away into the woods? Why not attack them too? Why only attack in '64, '91, and '05…different amount of years apart…"

"Billy is picky about something…" Sam understood.

Lori and Philip came back into the living room carrying three boxes of pizza.

"You guys, can we ask you something about the night you were attacked?" Amy asked as the teenagers placed the boxes on the table. The room was filled with the smell of pepperoni and cheese.

She looked at Philip and Lori shrugged, "Sure."

The two teens stood by the fireplace and waited.

Amy narrowed her eyes and asked, "I hope you don't mind me asking…but why were you two in the woods…that night?"

Lori let out a small smile and she said, "Philip found the old gazebo…he gave it a touch-up and cleaned it up…it looked brand new…"

"What were you two planning on doing?" Dean asked suspiciously.

"Hey, excuse me-" Lori began.

"That's not your business!" Philip yelled angrily.

"Hey, we need to know if the wolf targets horny little kids-" Dean started.

"We weren't planning on doing anything like that!" Philip's voice boomed in the living room. The room grew silent and Dean felt guilty for speaking too quickly.

Rolling his eyes, Philip continued, "Why is it people keep giving me a hard time about why Lori and I went there…'kay? I took Lori there as an early Christmas present…I told her I loved her…there, are you happy?"

"You told her you loved her…" Amy whispered. She narrowed her eyes and asked the teen, "Lori…you didn't leave Philip's side, right? When the wolf attacked? Why didn't you run?"

Lori was taken off guard and she muttered, "What? Oh…well…I couldn't just leave him…"

"Even though I kept yelling her to do so, really Lori, you could have gotten hurt-" Philip started.

"Wait wait wait," Amy said quickly. "You didn't leave him…most teenagers would run…and you didn't leave…you even helped him…"

"I love him," Lori explained strangely. "I really do."

Philip sighed and said, "I hate how people get the idea that just because we're seventeen we don't know what it means to feel love…Lori and I have known each other since we were eleven…and I do love her."

"Dido," Lori replied.

Amy turned to Dean and Sam and said, "He's attacking couples who're in love…" She paused and thought. "Billy really did love Ana Maria…truly…whether it's true love or not…he's going after couples who truly care for one another…he doesn't go after couples who sneak away to the woods…he's going after those who just really, really care about each other…"

"Well, that does explain it," Sam agreed.

"He loved her so much and he blamed himself for her death…it wasn't his fault…" Dean said slowly. "He's back to punish himself…and in doing that he's creating all this…"

"Sounds like a sappy story to me," Philip muttered.

"Dido," Dean agreed sarcastically.

Amy sighed sadly and said, "Maybe we have to take this in a different approach…set the devil free…"

"Not just kill it," Dean realized.

"We have to help him fully crossover…" Sam whispered. "How?"

"I still don't understand, Ana Maria is still a ghost…she hasn't crossed over yet…" Amy asked. "Why can't she just talk to him…"

"It's not that simple," Dean explained.

"A Calling?" Sam asked. "Would that work?"

"What's a Calling?" Philip asked.

"A séance…" Dean explained. "After we kill the wolf…we need to try and contact Ana Maria and Billy's spirits…all we have to do is call on them and they take care of the rest themselves…"

"It's a sure way that this won't happen again," Sam realized. "Even if Billy's spirit is set free…the demon is still in the wolf…so…"

"We need to exorcise the demon in the animal…then kill the wolf…and perform the Calling…" Dean listed. "Sounds like a fun evening."

"So Amy can take care of the Calling," Sam said.

"What? Me?" Amy asked.

Sam nodded and said in an obvious way, "You saw Billy and Ana Maria when we couldn't…you're a stronger link to contact them…"

"Good, we kill, you Call…" Dean grinned.

Amy cocked her head to the side and muttered, "This is going to be a memorable Christmas…"

"All this demon, ghosty talk is fun," Lori sighed. "But I want pizza."

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Amy, Dean and Sam came out of Lori's house. The three waved back to the two teenagers and Lori slowly closed the door.

"Until then, we can get the necessary requirements…I know we're low on holy water…we have silver bullets…the séance stuff should be easy to find."

"Oh, and we're defiantly going shopping tomorrow," Amy added. "You two need some semi-formal clothing…otherwise you won't get into the party."

Dean cringed and whined, "I hate suits."

"It doesn't have to be a suit, let me take care of it," Amy grinned.

"Great," Dean muttered, taking out his car keys, "you're going to make me wear some flashy pink suit."

"Trust me, you both will look hot and fashionable…like I said…I'll take care of that."

Sam smiled as he got into the passenger side. Amy and Dean were still arguing over clothing as the black '69 Impala took off down the street.

O.O.O.O.O.

A/N: Well, my Second Part of the Meant To Be series is almost coming to an end…I think the story will end within three chapters…maybe two…oh well…I'll just wing it. Thanks to all who have been reading and commenting! Happy Holidays! Happy New Year!

Next Chapter: Chapter Thirteen – Party Time