Chapter 7 The Banshee's Scream And The Pyrokanetic

So the next morning we were off to the sleepy little town of Mackie Springs and Dean still couldn't help but giggle a little at that name. Sadly I wasn't able to drive. Why? Fuck if I know, but I really didn't mind. I wasn't feeling so hot as of late and all I really wanted to do was lay back and relax. Sam kept looking back at me and to be honest it was getting a little annoying.

"What?" I asked not lifting my head.

"You feeling ok?" Sam asked.

"Yea I feel fine why?"

"Well yesterday you were jumping around like you were on fire and today your just laying there looking like someone just died." Dean answered.

"Nice Dean. Guys really I'm fine. Just been feeling a little off that's all." Still not lifting my head.

"Ok, but this better not be another demon possession like last time." Dean said.

"It's not. I don't know. I just feel like my entire body is on fire. I just feel weird."

Sam and Dean just looked at each other, (They tend to do that alot have you noticed? I mentioned this before and now your going to see what I ment.), and shrugged.

"If it get's any worse tell us ok." Sam said turning back to the road.

I nodded and turned over so I was faceing the back of the leather seat. 'What the hell is wrong with me? Dean's right one minute I'm fine and the next it feels like I'm gonna burst into flames. What the hell?' I thought as I stared at the seat. I could hear Sam and Dean whispering to each other, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I'm not sure if It was because they were talking so low or that I really didn't care. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Sam's POV

"So what do you thinks wrong with her?" I asked turning to face Dean.

"I don't know. Maybe it's nothing like she said."

"The last time we thought it was nothing, it turned out to be the demon remember?"

"Yea I remember, but the demon's dead so."

"So what? It could be something else."

"Well we'll just keep a close eye on her and we'll see what happens ok?"

"Fine I guess." Sam answered looking back at me.

"She awake?" Dean asked not bothering to turn around.

"Nope. Asleep again." After that they sat in silence. Dean didn't want to turn the radio on so is not to wake me up and Sam just had nothing to say. It was a long ride to Mackie Springs and most of it was in silence. That's a little odd.

Kira's POV

I woke up as we pulled into the motel parking lot with on hell of a head ache! And NO it's NOT a demon!

"Sleep well?" Sam asked as Dean went to go pay for the room. I nodded and got out of the car. "So you feel any better?"

"Well I feel like my heads going to explode, but other than that I'm fine." I answered rubbing the back of my neck.

"Come here." Sam motioned for me to come closer to him and I did. He felt my forehead and got a worried look. "Your burning up!"

"No really I'm fine! Can we not make a big deal about this?" I asked stepping away.

"Make a big deal out of what?" Dean asked as he tossed me the roome key.

"Kira's got a fever." Sam informed him. Dean looked over at me and I began to walk to the room.

"Guys stop! Really not a big deal ok. I probably just have a cold or something." They didn't say anything as we walked to the room. As soon as we got in I went to take a cold shower. 'I sware if I was any hotter I would melt damn it.' I thought as I stepped into the shower. I stood there letting the cold water run over me and it felt SOOOO good. I got out and dried off and got dressed. I joined my brothers in the room and they stared at me. "Oh god what?"

"Sit." Dean ordered. 'Ok this was weird. He seems real, and I mean REAL worried.' I sat on the bed in front of them and Sam leaned into me.

"Kira, I'm gonna ask you something and I want an honest answer ok?"

"Um ok." Great now I was starting to get scared.

"Have you um well did you..." Sam couldn't spit out whatever he was trying to say. I was just staring at him. Then Dean, the master of the spoken word, stepped in.

"Have you ever noticed that you can create fire with your mind?" Sam and I looked at him like he was crazy.

"Smooth man. Real smooth."

"What do ya mean?" Wait I think I know where this is going. "Sam let me see your computer." Oops big mistake there. Sam looked up at Dean and now they both knew something is off with me. For sure this time. I called Sammy 'Sam.' Shit! I grabbed Sam's computer and looked at the screen. "Pryokanesis! Are you kidding me?" I yelled.

"Well it would explain alot." Dean said.

"Explain what! I have a head ache and I'm a little warm! That doesn't mean I can start fire with my mind!" I was getting angry, but I don't know why. Then something weird happened. The curtains caught fire. "Um guys." I said as I pointed to the curtains.

"Shit!" Sam yelled as he patted out the fire. Dean and him looked over at me as I sat at the table looking down.

"So how do you explain that?" Dean asked as he sat across from me. Sam sat next to me.

"I...um...well I can't. That doesn't me I'm pryokanetic." I said still looking down.

"Read." Dean said as he pushed the laptop to me. I looked up and began to read. "It's controled by your emotions. If you get mad, boom something goes up in flames." Dean said.

"But how? When? Why? I don't get it" I mumbled.

"So has it happened before?" Sam asked. I nodded.

"Once or twice. I didn't think anything of it though."

"When?" Dean asked. "When was the first time?"

"A week after I was possessed by the demon. I was angry at something, I can't remember what, but I was just walking and then the next thing I knew the bush next to me was on fire."

"So it may be conected to the demon." Sam suggested.

"Maybe, but the demons dead remember."

"How can I forget." I said rubbing my leg where my dad shot me. "Well no matter how it happened, how do I control it?" I asked looking up at Dean.

"I think we should call dad." Sam said.

"What? No! There is no need to bring dad into this." I said.

"Why not?" Sam asked.

"It's not like he'll answer his phone anyway." Dean spat out. "We'll just try to control it and if it get's out of hand than we'll call dad ok."

Sam and I nodded and I spoke up, "So how exactly do I control it?"

"Well, it responds to your emotions so all you have to do is control them." Dean said as if it was no big deal.

"Oh and that's gonna be an easy thing right?" I asked.

"As long as you control your anger, yep."

"Wow Dean." Sam said.

"What?"

"Thank god it's not you or else we'd be in big trouble."

"What makes you say that?" He asked looking at Sam and me.

"Because you think it's gonna be that easy." I said.

"Ok then how do you two think we should deal with it than?" Dean asked after a long silence.

"Kira, go outside and try to see if you can create the fire in your normal state ok." Sam said as he motioned for me to leave.

"Ok." I said as I left my two brothers alone to talk about how big of a freak I am. I went to the back of motel to figure this out. "Ok Kira how hard can this be? I mean sure Sammy can't control his vision thing, but this is me. I can do this." Yes I was talking to myself. If anyone thought that I wasn't crazy then, then they think I am now. "Ok let's see. All I have to do is concentrate right." I started whispering to myself. "Concertrate on lighting that box on fire! Come on Kira! You can do it." And what do ya know. I did it! "SWEET!" I was out back till it got dark and Sam came out and got me.

"So how's it going?"

"Oh check this out Sammy!" I said excited as I lit the last of the boxes on fire.

"You've been out here for only 5 hours and you learned how to control that?" He asked kinda amazed.

"Yup! How cool is this! It so kicks the crap out of your visions!" Ok maybe I was a little TOO happy to be a freak, but oh well.

"That's good Kira. Come on. Were going to check out the banshee sightings now." Sam said as he walked away.

"Sammy what's wrong?" I asked catching up to him.

"Nothing. Why?"

"Your acting weird. Did I do something wrong?"

"No. What makes you think that?"

"Well you seemed to be in a better mood untill you saw me light that on fire."

"Well it worries me. I mean that's not normal."

"Well neither are your vision's, but we deal with them right?" I said with a smile.

"Maybe. Can you just try not to use it too much please."

"Ok Sammy. For you anything," Dean was waiting in the car for us.

"If you scortch my baby I'm gonna kill you." He said smileing at me.

"Don't worry Dean. I won't hurt your widdle baby." I said as I climber into the back. "So where is Mackie Springs?"

"Ha!" Dean chuckled.

"What?" Sam asked giving him a weird look.

"Mackie Springs." Sam looked at me and rolled his eyes.

"Ok so it'll take us about 10 minutes to get there. So what does dad's journal say about banshee's?"

"Well," I was pulling out dad's journal, "It says that they origionated in Ireland and that they only cry for 5 major family."

"And they would be?"

"If you would shut your mouth dick I'm about to tell you."

"Bitch." Dean shot back.

"Ok anyways the familys are the O'Neills, O'Briens, O'Connors, O'Gradys, and the Kavanaghs. Ahh that last one must feel left out. It says that when the banshee cries, it fortells the death of one of these family members." I finished.

"Ok so we just have to check to see if any of those family's moved here." Sam said.

"So what, you think that the banshee followed them?" I asked.

"Maybe. Does it say anything else?"

"Um let me check. It does say that the banshee may also appear in a variety of other forms, such as that of a hooded crow, stoat, hare and weasel - animals associated in Ireland with witchcraft. It says that she pines for her lost husband. Her wail is instantly fatal to most who hear it. Also in 1437, King James I of Scotland was approached by an Irish seeress or banshee who foretold his murder at the instigation of the Earl of Atholl."

"Wow your better at the reserch thing than Sam." Dean said slapping Sam on the arm.

"Shut up. Ok so it takes the form of a human or animal? Oh this should be easy." Sam added.

"Yeah well. You two wanted to do this." I said still reading.

"So is there anything helpfull there, like how to kill it?" Dean asked glancing at me in the mirror.

"Well, no." I answered.

"Wait. So we can't kill the thing?" Sam asked.

"Nope. There is a binding spell in here that's trap her, but other than that no can do." I closed the journal and set in back in Dean's bag.

"Ok so we find her and bind her than." Dean said like it was no big deal.

"Yeah, but how are we going to go about finding her? She only cries for those families and in case you didn't notice, none of us are members of those family's." Sam stated.

We pulled up to the latest house to be hit by the banshee and it looked like no one was home. "Ok so how are we going to play this one?" I asked getting out and leaning next to Sam.

"Cops?" Dean suggested.

"No they probably already talked to all of them." Sam said. "Reporters?"

"That should work. Ok Sam, you and Kira will go talk to them and see what you can find out." Dean ordered.

"Really? And just what are you planning on doing?" I said as Sam was getting out fake id's out of the glove box.

"This." He replied as he layed down. "I drove all the way here, I'm tired."

Sam rolled his eyes and we made our way to the house. Luckly someone was home and they believed our bogus story. It was an older women maybe around 45 or 50. She explaind that it was her husband that was killed and that he was complaining of horrible screaming throughout the nights before his death. She also said that she was a relative of the O'Gradys. The weird part was that her husband wasn't. She looked tired so Sam and I decided that it would be best for us to go.

"So she's related to one of the family's, but the dead guy isn't. That doesn't make any sense. Why would the banshee kill him then?" I asked Sam as we walked back to the car.

"Maybe she's not too picky on who she kills. I mean she probably followed that women here and then killed who ever."

"Still how are we going to track her down?" I asked. That's when we heard the scream. Not the banshee cry, but another scream. I looked up at Sam and saw he was thinking the same thing I was. "Dean?"

"Let's go." We started running to the car and saw Dean kneeling on the ground holding his ears, screaming.

"DEAN! What's wrong?" I said trying to talk to him, but you could tell from his face he was in intense pain. "Dean talk to me."

"It's so loud! Make it stop." Dean yelled at me while grabbing my arm. 'Damn boy let off that hurts!' "Kira make it stop!"

I hated seeing him like that, but I didn't know what to do. Sam ran to the car and got out dad's journal.

"What are you going to do? We don't even know where she is." I yelled to Sam as he started reading.

"Ask Dean. If he can hear her, I bet he can see her too." Sam yelled to me.

I looked down at Dean and asked him, "Dean man, where is she? You have to tell us where she is." I said as calmly as possible. He looked up at me and he had tears in his eyes. "Dean please, you have to help us out here man. We can't hear it so you have to tell us where she is."

He shook his head and looked around. He pointed to the trees right in the old women's front yard. "There." He said before he fell over into my lap.

"Sammy! She's there!" I yelled pointing to the trees while craddling Dean in my lap. Sam nodded and started reading in the direction I pointed. "Come on Dean. Hang on." I saw blood comming from his ears and I well got scared. "Sammy hurry!"

"I'm reading as fast as I can." He yelled back and continued to read. That's when we saw her. She looked like a skeleton wearing a ragged dress. (No way she got asked to prom! HAHA!)

"Heeeeeee'sssss mmmmmiiiiinnnnnneeeee!" She screamed. This time Sam and I heard her too. 'Damn it was loud!'

"I don't think so." We heard a woman say. "Leave these poor kids alone. It's me you want and you know it."

I was kneeling next to Dean and I could see Sam on the ground as well. I saw the women and it looked like she was controling the banshee. The banshee was screaming so loud, but this woman wasn't effected by it. She just kept talking calmly to it.

"Take me and finish what you started so long ago." She said. Then the banshee screamed louder and attacked the woman and they were both gone. I looked over at Sam and he was starting to get to his feet. I looked at Dean and he was still out cold.

"We should take him to the hospital just to be on the safe side." I said as Sam made his way to us.

"Yeah I think your right. You drive. I'll get him into the back." Sam said as he picked Dean up and layed him in the back seat. "He's not gonna be too happy about this you know that."

"What me driving or him at the hopital?"

"Both."

We got to the hospital and the doctor's checked out Dean. He was out for a good hour or two and when he woke up we knew it.

"What the hell! Why am I in a hospital? SAM, KIRA!" He screamed as he tried to leave. Sam and I were in the waiting room when we heard our names.

"He's awake." I said to Sam as I stood up. "And not too happy I might add." Sam nodded and we made our way to Dean's voice. We saw him struggling with a member of the staff and when he saw us we knew all hell was gonna break loose.

"WHAT THE HELL GUYS! WHY AM I HERE? WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL HAPPENED?"

'Nope not too pleased is he.' I thought. 'Oh well.'

"Dean calm down man. Let's go back to your room and we'll explain everything." Sam said as he led Dean to his room

We got there and explaind everything to him.

"So you mean to say that I was attacked by a banshee?"

"Yea pretty much." I answered.

"But I'm not a member of any of those families so what's the point of that?"

"I have no idea. Maybe she just thought that you were god's gift to women and she just wanted you for your fantastic six pack!" I said with a smile.

"Your so funny Kira did I ever tell you that?" Dean asked giving me a weird look.

"Yeah maybe once or twice dick."

"Bitch."

"Hey guys!" Sam said as he ran into the room. He yelled so loud that it scared the crap out of us.

"What?" We both yelled.

"I got a message from dad. He said he will meet us in Nevada."

"And?"

"He said it had something to do with the demon." Sam said looking at me.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I mean didn't we kill the demon? I do have the bullet to prove that." I explained.

"Yes we all know that, dad shot you and killed the demon. So the question is why is dad telling us to meet him to explain crap about a dead demon?" Dean asked getting dressed.

"I don't know, but it's gonna take a quite a while to drive there so we should leave soon." Sam said.

"We can always fly." I said looking at Dean.

"No! We are not flying. There is no chance that your are ever getting me on another plane. You'd have to knock my ass out to..."

"Yea we got it!" Sam said cutting him off. "We'll drive, but you know Kira's gonna have to drive sooner or later."

Dean just looked at me nerviously and I smiled.

"Just remember Sammy, don't fall asleep or you might get another paint job." I winked at him.

"Again funny Kira."

With that we checked Dean out and went to the car. Dean was to drive first, followed by Sam, and then me. 'Yes I'm the last to drive. I sware you go 90 one time and they never let you forget it! Not only that, but I get stuck in the backseat AGAIN!' I looked at the map and it's gonna take us about 11 hours to get to dad. 'So all I have to do is sit back and sleep untill it's Kurt Busch's time to drive.' I thought with a smile.