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"Casey!" Sam shouted. He and Dean let loose with sporadic shots. The siren roared in pain. The rock salt couldn't kill him, but it was certainly doing a number on him.
"Sam, check her out!" Dean barked. Sam ran to do what he was told. Casey moaned. The room was spinning. She couldn't get get a good gauge on anything. She felt herself being lifted up.
"Hey! Over here, jerk! Come and get me!" she heard a voice shout. It sounded vaguely familiar. She was turned, which made the already dizzy room swim even more. There was another another hiss and Casey forced her eyes open. When did Sammy get a twin? she wondered fuzzily. Wait a minute. That wasn't right. Without being noticed, she took in a breath and then blew it out. She did this a few times until the double of her cousin disappeared.
"You will die," Jack stated.
"Hey." Surprised, Jack looked down at her. "I feel better now," Casey said. Then, she wriggled out of his grasp and sliced off one of its heads. It roared. Sam and Dean kept up their firing as Casey made short work of the second head. The two boys went to fire again, and then made the horrible discovery that their guns were spent. Dean swore.
"You'll die," Jack told Casey, regrabbing her. Then, he squeezed. The girl gasped as her air supply was cut off. Unnoticed, Dean grabbed a knife from his boot and threw it. The blade punctured Jack's neck. He gagged, causing him to loosen his grip on Casey, who took the lull to finish the job. Both fell to the ground.
"Oh! That's gonna hurt," Casey moaned as her cousins came running up to her.
"You all right, J.H.?" Dean asked, helping her up.
"I'll live," Casey responded. "What are we gonna do with this?" she questioned, kicking the dead siren. To her surprise, it disintigrated without warning.
"Oh," she said.
"Yeah. The males tend to do that for some reason. Dad never figured out why," Dean stated.
"Interesting," Casey commented.
"And convenient," Sam agreed. They walked out of the basement to meet up with the principal.
"What happened? What was going on? There was a strange hissing sound," she said.
"Big cat. Didn't like being disturbed," Casey lied.
"There were gun shots," the principal persisted.
"Blanks. The cat got scared off," Dean stated.
"Casey, you're hurt," the woman noted.
"I tripped. Klutzilla strikes again," Casey said.
"Are you sure?" the administrator checked.
"Yep," Casey responded.
"Absolutely sure?" came the check. Casey nodded.
"And them?" the principal queried, gesturing to her cousins.
"We thought we could help," Sam responded.
"Uh-huh," the woman said.
"Okay. Well, Sam and I are gonna go now," Dean stated.
"Bye, Casey," Sam said.
"By, Sammy," Casey replied. With that, the two older men left.