Consequences
By: chocolate rules
Disclaimer: I own them, and they say hi...lol...thanks to the WB!
Chapter Six: Trapped
Sam looking a little hurt and defeated, nodded and headed back to the petrified group. Dean kept an eye on the departuring teens and the other on the lady. He was hoping that since she was there, she wouldn't go after the kids. And if she did, he was hoping he'd be able to stop her.
Sam glanced back to Dean, who just motioned with his head to keep moving. Once they were gone, the spirit lady seemed to be on alert. She flew right at Dean, who just in the last moment moved out of her way. He turned towards her and began shooting. She looked back at him and then disappeared.
Dean got up quickly and looked around. He was starting to find this little cat and mouse chase a tad bit on the annoying side. Then he heard the shrieks that had previously alerted him to the presence of the spirit, the girls were screaming.
Dean started running in the direction Sam and the others had left. He grabbed his bag as he ran be it. Sam didn't have a weapon, he had taken away Sam's safety. And the others, well the others were idiots and so they didn't stand a chance. Dean started to hasten his pace.
They were all backed into a tree. The girls hide behind Sam and Denz, who was at a panic himself.
"Just, calm down." Sam whispered to them. "There's got to be a reason why she didn't attack us before."
"Like what, Sam?" the wild girl said.
"I don't know. But there's always something. I didn't really look into her." Sam replied in a whisper. He then looked over to his right where Denz stood staring straight ahead, in shock.
"Hey, Denz?" the boy seemed to flinch at his name, but continued to look forward. "Dennis, man." Now, he looked over at Sam. "What else do you know about the legend?"
"I don't know anything. It was just some stupid story that me brothers told me. I didn't actually believe them. But, Todd once said that he saw it. But, Dad said he imagined it. And then, Mom said something about his overactive imagination. But then, like three months later some guy went missing in here. And then last year, Kenny swears he saw it. And I swear I just saw it…."
"Okay, Denz. Sorry I asked. How about you two, anything?"
"Yeah, she only attacks in the dead of the night. When all is quiet and the stars are bright. When no one else can hear you scream. And you lie in the realm of dreams." Emily said quietly. She was standing behind Sam, shaking with every word. Sam realized that she had just recited something, probably right out of the legend.
"And where did you hear that, Em?" he asked the small figure behind him.
"School or something, I don't remember," she whispered to him.
"Well, if that's true," the older girl said. She held tighter to Denz waist. "I guess that means that she won't attack."
"Yeah, long as we stay awake and together. That shouldn't be too hard."
As soon as the words left his month, Sam regretted saying them. It was as if having this realization angered the spirit. She hovered closer to them, maybe some ten feet away. Then, with a jerk of her arm both boys went flying in opposite directions. The girls screamed.
Dean grew nearer. He could hear the girls and then his own name coming form Sam. He jumped over roots and ducked under limbs. He was silently praying that he'd find everyone okay. And this time, he would guide them out of there. He knew that by then his father would of heard the screams and Sam would be caught. Better caught then dead, though.
Dean saw as the spirit lady taunted the girls. They were huddled at the base of the tree and crying into each other.
"Hey, spirit bitch!" Dean cried out. She looked at him and her face took a turn into one of a skeleton. Dean raised his gun and yelled out for the kids to stay down. This time he got her and she faded away.
"Everyone okay?" he asked looking around. He headed over to the girls. Both stood up instantly and wrapped their arms around him. Normally, this would be like Dean's dream come true, but he understood that it was just out of fear. Then, he realized something.
"Where are the guys?"
"She flung them away." the older girl said into his shoulder. Dean started to look around. "Sam? Uh, Denz? Where are you guys?" he yelled into the trees.
"I'm good." Sam said emerging from the right, dusting himself off. Dean's eyes flew to him. He grinned quickly and then motioned for Sam to get over there. Denz also came out of the trees, from the left, and dusted himself off too.
"Wow, that was mean." Denz said. He looked around, expecting the thing to come back and attack him again.
"Let's get the hell out of here." Dean ordered. He let go of the girls, hoping they'd let him go, too. They did, clinging to each other instead.
"Here, Sam." Dean said, returning the handgun he had taken earlier. "But, just until we get out of here. " Sam nodded and accepted the offered safety. The others looked at the exchange in disbelief and fear. Sam just looked peaceful. He was no longer the shy boy they had convinced to come out 'partying' with them. He was a warrior, a hunter. He was their protection.
"Now, let's get the hell out of here." Dean repeated. He held his own gun at the ready. Sam aimed around.
"Come on then," Sam said. He motioned for the other kids to follow him, knowing Dean would bring up the rear.
Ten minutes later, they found the reassuring lights of the road peering through the trees. Sam sped up some and they were all soon out of the trees, a few feet from their car. Dean's car was parked about thirty yards back and he glanced over at it, making sure she was okay. There was another car parked by there, too. Right behind Dean's. It was a dark blue truck and it belonged to John Winchester.