Under Your Skin
Chapter 3
Meghan was pissed that Dean had actually thought that she had any thing to do with or even knew about this shape shifter. "This makes no sense!" screamed Sam trying to get a hold of his brother. "She was with us all night after she found us," Sam said.
Dean chuckled and looked at his brother. He said nothing. Dean released Meghan from the tree. "Took you long enough to figure that out. God! You're stupid when it comes to those matters aren't you?" asked Meghan rubbing her sore neck. Dean glare at her. "This doesn't mean that I trust you," said Dean.
"Fine. Go by yourself!" screamed Meghan. She turned around and headed for the library.
"Nice going Dean. She may have been the only lead that we had. She could've asked around for information. The town knows her," said Sam. "Unfortunately," mumbled Dean.
Meghan was enraged. How could he had thought that I was related to that shape shifter? I was just trying to help, but NO, they want to do hunt It down without me, well that's fucking fine with me! her mind screamed.
She made it to the library and went to the computer to look up books on shape shifters. She found only one book. The Legend Of Shape Shifters. Meghan found the book easily and began to read. "Interesting. Very Interesting," she said. 3 hours had passed and it was getting dark. The librarian had asked Meghan to leave.
Meghan left without the book. "I can't believe I forgot my library card. I like literally live at that building," she said while walking the dark deserted street. "I wonder why no one's around," she said. Then her mind played back to this morning. "Oh shit! The curfew!" she screamed. She looked down at her watch. It was 7:00 on the dot.
Meghan took off at a run back to her home which was 3 miles away. She ran and ran at an incredible pace.
A pair of gleaming gold eyes were watching her every move. "Yes, that's it run home," it said.
Meghan ran into her house and slammed the door shut. She was panting. Her father was waiting on the couch. "Meghan, did you forget about the curfew?" he said. "Yeah, I was reading this book in the library about shape shifters and I lost-." She didn't get another word in because her father blew a gasket. For about 15 minutes her father yelled at her.
Meghan understood what he was saying. "You're grounded," he finshed. Meghan nodded her head. "You can't go out and party, you can't go hang out with your friends," he said. Before he could go on Meghan interrupted. "I don't do any of those things anyway," she said with a little humor. "Go to your room," he said.
Meghan went up to her room like a good girl and not like a teenager with problems. She closed her door lightly, like she had always done. Meghan thought over this whole grounded thing. "So if I'm grounded, I guess I'll just do what I always do," she said. Meghan went over and opened her window a bit to let in some cool night air.
Outside her window the eyes had followed her. "I've got you," it said before taking the shape of Sam. He smiled. Then he started to climb the house up to Meghan's room window. Meghan had sensed something was wrong. She looked behind her and she saw Sam climbing into the window.
"Hi Sam," she said with a smile. Sam smiled back. "God, you're beautiful," he said. Meghan blushed. "Is everything alright?" she asked suspiciously. It wasn't every day that a very handsome boy climbed her window or liked her for that matter.
"Now that you're here everything is fine," he said. He walked towards her. Meghan had to look up at the tall boy. He took her cheek into his hand. Meghan closed her eyes enjoying his touch. Then there was a knock on her door. "Who is it?" asked Meghan. "Meg it's me," said her dad. Meghan looked at Sam as if saying with her looks, 'be quiet'.
"There are some boys here to see you," he said. "Be right out," she said. Wait boys? plural? Dad must have made a mistake. Sam is here with me, she thought.
Meghan listened to her father's retreating footsteps down the hall. Then her and Sam followed. She reached the bottom of the stairs and saw Dean and Sam. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" asked Meghan and her father at the same time. They looked back and forth between the 2 Sams.
"There's 2 of you?" she asked. Sam and Dean took out their guns and pointed it at the fake Sam. "Meghan get away from him," said Dean. Meghan didn't even move.
It wasn't out of fear; it was that the fake Sam had grabbed her around the neck and holding her in front of her like a shield. "Get off of me!" she yelled while trying to get out of his hold. "You wouldn't shoot a helpless girl, would you?" asked the fake Sam with a very evil grin painted on his face.