Chapter 14 Just Like The Movie
"Ok so no Utah. I'm not doing a 'go where ever' thing again. The last time we did that, we ended up nearly getting eatin by werewolves." I said pulling my DS out of my bag. (OH YEAH! IT'S TETRIS TIME!)
"Fine. If you find something for us to hunt we'll do that." Dean said reaching for the radio.
"Good. Sammy where's you laptop?"
"It's not back there?"
I shook my head, "Nope."
"Dean pull over will ya. I think it might be in the trunk." Sam asked looking at Dean. He pulled over and Sam went to the trunk.
"Did you take it?" Dean asked looking back at me. (Oh and in case your wondering, we all had a nice little talk about Dean trying to kill us. I just didn't think it was important to put it in here. I do have to say that it was a hell of a chick flick moment! And of course Sam and I both forgave Dean, but he did say that the next time he tries to kill us that we have his permission to kill him first. Well back to the story!)
"Why is it whenever something goes missing, everyone points a finger at little Kira?" I asked.
"Remember the great cd player incident of 94'?"
"Oh yeah. Good point, but I didn't take his lap top." Sam got finished completly destroying Dean's trunk and came back.
"We have to go back." He said sitting in the car.
"What? Oh wait don't tell me you left it back at the hotel?" Dean asked looking at Sam. He just shrugged, "Might have."
"Are you kidding me? How could you forget it?" Dean asked turning the car around. We drove back for maybe 10 minutes and Dean was going pretty fast. (And he said I drive like I should be in nascar! Ass! Although I do giggle everytime he calls me Kurt Busch!)
"Wait Dean stop!" Sam yelled causing Dean to slam the brakes, which also caused me to hit my face off the front seat and let's just say it's not as soft as it looks.
"Sammy! What the hell man?" I yelled holding my nose.
"Sorry. You ok?" I nodded. "I found it."
"Are you joking?" Dean asked while checking my now bloody nose, "You sure your ok?"
"I'm fine. So Sammy where was it?"
"Under the seat."
"Damn Sam." Dean said as he turned around and started to drive away from the hotel AGAIN. I put on my head phones and started playing my DS again. Sammy glanced back at me.
"What are you doing?"
"Playing."
"Playing what?"
"Tetris." I answered not taking my eyes off the screen. (Hey I didn't get to level -50 by not paying attation to the game. Oh yeah I love me some Tetris! Tetris and the Dew, that's all I need:)
"What's Tetris?" Dean asked jumping into Sam's and my conversation.
"A game."
"Wow just full of answers aren't you." Dean said.
"Yup."
"So is that how you knew what those two dorks ment when they mentioned that RPG thing they were working on about the ghost at that cabin?" Sam asked looking back at his computer.
"Gamer remember." I said pointing to myself.
"Oh yeah that game crap. Hey! Isn't that the reason you sold my cd player?"
"Maybe."
"Bitch."
"Dick."
"Are you children finished?" Sam asked acting like our father.
"Oh Sammy I'll be quiet." I said with a smile.
"Good."
"But only if I can have a cookie." I said with a bigger smile.
"Chocolate chip or oatmeal?"
"Chocolate chip."
"Only if your going to be a good girl."
"Oh thank you so much!" Dean was just laughing at how immature Sam and I were being.
"So Sammy you find anything yet?"
"For the millionth time, it's Sam."
"But Kira always calls you 'Sammy.'
"That cause I'm better than you." I gave Dean a huge grin.
"No your not."
"Yes I am."
"Dude you are so not."
"Oh I so am."
"No your.."
"Guys stop." Sam butted in.
"What?" We both said in unison.
"One word, children."
"Sammy?"
"What Kira?"
"That's three words." I said with a smile. Dean just laughed and looked at Sam.
"What? She's right."
"You know what I ment smartass."
"Mouth. Oh that felt good to say that to one of you." I told him.
"Funny."
Sam kept looking for something for us to kil', I kept playing Tetris and I'm kickin' ass I might add, and Dean kept drumming along with AC/DC. Well that is untill he pulled of the road. He looked over at Sam and that caused me to finally take my eyes off the DS screen.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Yea! Why we'd stop?"
"No gas."
"What? What do you mean 'no gas'?" I yelled.
"Just as it sounds." He said getting out of the car. Sam and I followed.
"So what are we going to do?" I asked.
"Well..." Dean said pulling out a map, "It looks like there's a small town near by. We can get gas there. So start walking." He said looking at me.
"What? Why do I have to go?"
"You were supposed to fill up the tank. This is your fault so go."
"I think not Dean, I filled the tank and a extra can just like always." Dean pulled out the supposed to be filled can.
"Empty now go."
"Fine." I said finally giving in. "Give me your gun." I said holding my hand out.
"What? No."
"If I'm gonna go to walk down a deserted road at night heading to a small town in the middle of no where I wanna be armed."
"Your a hunter remember. You don't need a gun." I knew he just didn't want to give up his gun. He loved that thing as much as the impala. (Oh threesome! Dean, the impala, and his gun! Think I can make a few bucks selling that video?)
"Dean, I'm also a five foot tall girl walking by myself at night."
"So take that." He said as he pointed to the shotgun.
"I'm not taking that! It's too big and filled with rock salt! Just give me yours."
"Fine here, but if you loose it your getting me another one got it."
"Deal." I said as I tucked the gun into the back of my pants. I started walking, mumbling to myself the whole time. "I know I filled that gas can."
Dean's POV
"I can't believe your letting her go alone." Sam spoke up. (Jeez I thought he might have fallin' asleep or something.)
I just smiled at him, "What?" I held up the full gas can, "I don't believe you."
"Calm down. We'll wait a little while then we'll go get her."
"Your a real ass ya know that."
"Yeah I do." I said with a grin.
FF 20 minutes. Kira's POV
I finally made it to this town and it looks deserted. 'I sware if Dean is screwing with me I'm so gonna kick his ass.' I thought looking through the gas station window. I waited for a minute or two and decided to go see if I can find someone. I came up to a church and went inside, hopeing someone would be in there. I opened the door and a man looked up at me. "Oh I'm so sorry." I said as I left. I walk in on a funeral. My bad. I started walking back to the station when that same man came out of the church. "I'm sorry about that."
"You like bustin in on someone's funeral?"
"No, I really am so sorry." He just nodded and looked at me.
"You need somthin?"
"Yeah I do. Do you know where I can fine the owner of that gas station?"
"You need gas?"
'Why else would I ask dumb shit!' "Yeah."
"If you are willing to wait a half hour till this is over, I can get you gas."
"Really? That'll be great."
"Ok." He said as he headed back into the church.
"What the hell am I supposed to do for a half hour?" I said softly to myself and then I saw it. "House of Wax? That looks cool." I made my way up to this wax musium and was about to go in when my phone rang. "Hello."
"Hey you find that town yet?"
"I'm fine Sammy and you?"
"Sorry, you are ok aren't you?"
"Yeah I'm fine and I found the town. Nice little place. A little deserted, but nice. I have to wait for the gas though."
"How long?"
"Half hour, but I found this cool place."
"What?"
"A house of wax! How cool is that."
"That's not fair! But listen Kira, Dean..." I heard struggling and mumbling and then something else.
"Sammy?"
"Kira?"
"Hey Dean." (Yepper pepper! Dean has stolen Sam's phone!) "What happened to Sammy?" I could hear him bitching in the back despite Dean trying to cover the mouth part of the phone.
"Nothing. Hey so listen we're gonna meet you in town ok."
"Ok? Hey Dean."
"Yea?"
"This place is awsome!"
"What?"
"This House of Wax. It's so cool. I mean the detail in this crap is amazing." I said walking around looking at everything, "And the people look so life like. It's kinda creepy."
"Not fair!"
"Oh hey! Dean hang on a sec ok." I said as I covered my phone.
"Having fun?" The man from the church asked.
"Sorry. It was open and.."
"I know. Come on if you want gas." He said as he was leaving.
"Dean."
"What was that about?"
"Nothing. Listen I'm gonna go get gas now ok."
"Ok, but Kira."
"Yeah?"
"Be careful ok."
"Sure thing. See ya." And I hung up and ran to meet up with that guy. "So I'm Kira by the way."
"Shawn."
"So Shawn, who owns the gas station?"
"It's mine."
"Really. This town seems deserted."
"I know. That's small towns for ya."
"I guess." We walk the rest of the way in silence, but it was a short walk so it wasn't that bad.
"Did you break down far from here?" Shawn asked as he took my can.
"Not really far. I mean I did walk here so."
"If you want I can give you a ride back."
"Really? That's nice of you." He pointed to a truck and told me it was his to just get in while he finished getting my gas. I started walking to it when he grabbed my arm. "What the hell?" He pulled out Dean's gun from my belt.
"Little girls shouldn't play with guns."
"Give it back!" I was not so much scared, but pissed that he touched me.
"I don't think so." He pointed it at me and I ran. He fired about three shots and missed. (HA! Nice shootin Tex!) I kept running. I hid behind a building and pulled out my phone.
"Pick up Sammy, please pick up." I was begging him.
"Hello."
"Sammy?"
"Kira? Kira what wrong?"
"Sammy listen, there was this guy and he owned the gas station and..." I was cut of by Shawn.
"Put the phone down."
I stood there and I knew Sam heard Shawn. I could still hear him talking. "Kira what's going on? Who's that? Kira? Kira?"
"I said put it down!" He yelled and pointed the gun at me. I put the phone on the ground, but never hung up. Sam was hearing everything that was going on. "Good girl. You never should of ran. It would have been easier." I took two steps back and the last thing I remember is Shawn pulling the trigger and the pain that ripped through my shoulder.
Sam's POV
"Kira? Kira? Who was that? Kira?" I was screaming into the phone and I could hear Kira talking to someone and then a gunshot. Dean grabbed my phone and he too started yelling into it.
"Kira! Kira!"
"Hello." a man's voice said.
"Who the hell is this? Where's Kira?" He was pissed. I've seen Dean angry before, but nothing like this. "Hello? Hey can you hear me?" Dean looked at me and closed the phone. "Get in the car." We sat in silence till we hit the town. It took us a good amount of time being the road was washed out. We had to walk the last 10 or 15 minutes or so. We made it to the town and went straight for the gas station. "Hey! Hello! Anyone here?"
"It doesn't look like anyone is around Dean."
"Someone has to be here." Dean said as he got ready to break in.
"DEAN! What the hell man." I said grabbing his arm.
"She's in there. I know it Sam."
"You can't do that. We'll find another way in." Just as I said that we saw a man walking from behind the station.
"Can I help you two?" he asked with a smile. Dean walked over to him and was about to go off on this poor guy when I stopped him.
"Yes. We're looking for someone. A girl about five foot three, dyed red hair, black pant, red shirt, purple sneakers." I asked this man.
"Haven't seen anyone like that around here. Maybe she left." He said as he was closing a big sliding door.
"No. We would have seen her." Dean said.
"If she was here I would know."
"Does anyone else work here? Maybe they saw her." I asked.
"Nope. Just me and like I said, I didn't see any girl." he said turning away and that's when Dean saw his gun.
"Nice gun." Dean said.
"Thanks."
"Where did you get it?" he asked again.
"A gift from my brother." the man said with a smirk. Dean looked over at me and I knew what he was planning.
Kira's POV
10 minutes earlier
I began to wake up. 'What the hell happened? Wait! I remember. The pain in my shoulder won't let me forget. Son of a bitch! How the hell did this happen? This is just like that movie. This so sucks.' I tryed to move, but I was strapped down to a chair. It kinda reminder me of a dentist chair. My wrists and ankles were tied and duct taped. I also had my lips glued shut. 'Glue. Oh this IS just like the movie!' I heard the door open, but couldn't see anything.
"Good morning sunshine." It was him...Shawn. I wanted to ask him what he wanted, but well I couldn't. He took off my blindfold and looked me right in the eyes. "How ya feelin?" I tried to struggle, but the pain on my shoulder made that next to impossible. "Oh does that hurt?" He asked poking the bullet hole. 'No it tickles you piece of shit!' "Well let's see if I can't help you huh." he said smiling and then he left. Ok now I was scared. I had no weapon, no brothers, and no idea how I was gonna survive this. Shawn came back and was carrying a tray. He sat down next to me and set the tray down also. "You know my parents were doctors. Very smart people. Then one day someone found out my father was doing operations on the side and allowing me to help. I guess that's a big no no in the doctor community so they revoked his license. He killed himself a year later after he killed my mother and brother. So I thought to take up the family business. Let's see that shoulder now." He said as he ripped off my sleeve. I couldn't turn my head to see it because it was strapped to this damn chair. All I could do is look forward and hope it'll be over quick. "Let's see...Do you think this'll work?" He asked showing me this sharp thing. 'Oh hell this is gonna hurt like a bitch!' "Guess this'll do." and with that he dug it into the bullet hole. I wanted to scream, but the glue made that impossible. Tears were streaming down my face and I just wished for him to stop. He picked up different tool and kept at it for about 5 minutes, then he just stopped. I was in so much pain it wasn't even funny. "You know what always facinated me?" I looked at him. It was all I could do. "Human skin." 'Oh god you sick fuck! Can't you just kill me like normal people!' I thought. He adjusted the chair I was in so that I was laying flat and then he tore my shirt off, leaving me in my bra. "Nice! Maybe I'll play with you a little before you die. That's later though. Your not dieing anytime soon." Oh this was sick! This psycho pervert was eyeing me up. "Here we go." I was to busy thinking how sick he was that he suprised me when he started cutting. Again couldn't scream. It felt like he was pealing my skin off. He started from the right, just under my breast and cut up to the middle of my chest and then down right above my bellybutton and finished when he went across nearing my back. "This is so cool! No wonder my parents liked being doctors." All I wanted to do was die. Then without warning he pulled the top (Middle of chest) and pealed the skin down. I felt so lightheaded. I wasn't sure if it was from shock or bloodloss. I had almost givin up untill I heard Dean voice.
"Hello! Hello! Anyone here?" I knew it was Dean and from the way he sounded he was beyond pissed.
"Give me a break. I'll be back." he said, but before he left he put the blidefold back on. I heard mumbling and then something about his gun. His gun! That's right! That psycho has Dean's gun. 'Oh see the gun Dean. Please see the gun.' I thought as I layed there. I knew I had to try to get there attation, but I didn't know what to do. I couldn't move, see, or speak. 'SHIT!'
Sam's POV
"A gift huh?" Dean asked.
"Yup. So if there is nothing else I have work to do." he was heading back into the station when he suddenly turned and tried to stab Dean. He ducked out of the way and yelled at me, "Sam get inside." I ran inside and waited for him. He hit the guy a couple times and as the man layed on the ground he took his gun back. "I believe this is mine." He came into the station and locked the door. The man tried to get in, but gave up and left.
"You think Kira's here?" I asked.
"No. I know she is. Don't ask how I just do. Come on we have to hurry, chances are he'll be back." We looked around the place and then went downstairs. There were three rooms. We split up and Dean's room was a closet, mine was an office. That left door number three.
"If Kira's here, she's probably in there." I whispered just in case. Dean nodded and tried to open the door.
"Locked."
"Should we look for the key?"
"Already have one." and he kicked the door in. We went in and couldn't believe what we saw. It was Kira, but the way she looked. God why? The minute we took a step she started breathing faster. We ran to her to help.
"Kira calm down. It's us." I said softly taking off the blind fold. She looked up at me pleading for me to help her. "We're going to get you out of here don't worry." Tears were pouring out of her eyes. Dean was focused on her side. I knew he was thinking the same thing as me, 'How can any person do something like this?'
Kira's POV
I heard footsteps in the hall and I hoped it wasn't Shawn. I couldn't take anymore. Not now. Then I heard the door break and more footsteps. I started breathing faster untill I heard his voice.
"Kira calm down. It's us." 'Oh thank god! Sammy and Dean.' Sam took off the blind fold and I just looked at him, pleading for him to help me. I could see Dean from the corner of my eye and he was looking at my side. He took out his zippo, opened it, and took out that little thing that you pour the lighter fluid on. (I don't know what it's called so sue me. You get the point right? Right? Oh keep reading will ya.) He squeezed it over my mouth to try and get the glue off. It worked. Sam was trying to wrap up my shoulder and he was trying to be gentel, but no matter what he did it hurt like hell.
"Where's Shawn?" I managed to ask.
"That guy?" Dean asked as he thought of a way to help my side. I nodded. "He left. We have to hurry and get you to a hospital."
"What about that?" Sam said pointing at my side. I REALLY didn't want to look so shockling I didn't. (Oh you thought I was going to look didn't you? HAHA!) Dean found my torn shirt and looked at me.
"This is going to hurt." he said and then looked at Sam. Sam grabbed my hand and I held on tight. Dean flipped the skin back up to where it was supposed to be. The pain was so intense I'm suprised that I DIDN'T go into shock. I did squeeze the hell out of Sam's hand though. After that Dean put my shirt over it and duct tape it around my waist. (Gotta love that duct tape! Great for everything!) "Ok let's go. Here." Dean covered me up with his coat and we left to go upstairs.
"Where's the car?" I asked under Sam. He was helping me walk. I was a little shakey and dizzy.
"The road was washed out so we had to leave it." Sam answered.
"Wait road? I thought you were out of gas?" I asked looking at Dean. He wouldn't even look at me. "Dean?"
"It was just supposed to be a joke. I didn't mean for this to happen." I knew he was crying and I felt so bad.
"It's ok. Don't worry about it." I said.
"No! This happened because of me."
"Guys I really don't think this is a good time for this. What do ya say we continue this somewhere like a hospital." At least Sam thinks. Dean and I nodded and we looked out of the station.
"Where do you think he is?" Dean asked.
"The house?" Sam said.
"No. The church." They both looked at me, "Long story. There should be a truck out there." We looked out to the left and sure enough there was a truck.
"Let's go. Sam you help Kira and I'll cover you." Dean said pulling out his gun.
"You got it back?" I said or asked or hell I don't know. He nodded.
"Let's go now." We all ran to the truck with Sam driving. I was in the middle leaning aginst Dean. He looked at me as we drove off. "You ok?"
"Look at me. What do you think?" I was joking and he got that. I know he felt guilty, but I'll make him get over it.
"The car's about 5 minutes away. What the hell?" Sam said.
"What is it Sammy?" We all looked up ahead and saw Shawn standing in the road. Sam was about to slow down, but I stepped on his foot and yes made him plow right through that asshole.
"KIRA! What the hell?" Sam yelled at me.
"He deserved it." I answered.
"No one des...Wait never mind he deserved that and much, much, MUCH more." Sam agreed. I knew Dean agreed. We got to the impala and Sam drove that too. We all sat in the front with me in the middle again. I didn't mind, it made me feel safe. Dean wrapped his arms around me, careful of all the wounds I have. I schoched closer to Sam, bringing Dean with me. Sam lifted his arm and he too wrapped his around me. Well his right one anyway. And that's how we drove to the hospital. Me safely in the middle of my two big brothers.