Disclaimer: i don't own sammy, dean (tho i REALLY wished i did) or supernatural.
A/n: just so everyone's clear...Celina is pronounced suh-lean-uh and Kalinda is pronounced ka-lind-uh. happy reading!
Sam walked around looking for a bridge, or any means of getting to the other side of the lake. He looked for hours, yet he still couldn't find anything. Hurry up Winchester, if you don't, Dean's gonna be in trouble. What if I went to the pub and asked to borrow a boat? Nah…they don't even want me in this town… He walked back and forth in front of the lake many times when he suddenly stopped. You are so stupid Sam! It's just a lake, you can swim! Angry at himself for not thinking of this sooner, Sam took off his jacket and threw it into the car he was now standing in front of. Standing in his T-shirt and jeans, he was hesitant about jumping in…What the hell are you thinking Sam? Dean would've risked his life for you and now you're scared the water might be cold? Your useless. He dived in, feeling the splash of coldness wash over him. Damn it was cold!
He went under, swimming for a bit, and then went up for breathe. Sam smiled as he saw that he was almost to the shore. As he was about to go under again, something grabbed his foot…
Dean woke with a groan. His body ached and he was chained up to the wall, again. The spirit girl had been furious that he had tried to escape, and after throwing around the room a couple times, left him there without food. He had not eaten for awhile, and his legs felt like they could longer hold his weight. Thank god I'm chained up here, I wouldn't even be able to bear my own weight otherwise. I'm so useless…he thought. The door to the dungeon opened and in stepped the spirit. "How are you feeling Dean? That should teach you from running away from me, shouldn't it. I have of course, punished Faith. She admitted to having talked you into running." Oh no, what'd she do to her? Dean thought frantically. Faith had tried to help him, and she might now be in trouble because of him. "You don't have to worry about her Dean, she's not dead. She just won't be bothering us anytime soon…" she said with an evil smirk.
"What'd you do to her?" Dean asked.
"Oh, nothing you've got to worry your hot little mind about…Come to think of it Dean, I never really introduced myself, have I? Well, let me just get it out there, my name is Celina."
"Celina…wait, that name seems familiar…" Where do I know that name from? Dean asked himself.
"I knew you'd remember sooner or later Dean. Do you remember Kalinda too?
"Kalinda?…wait. Kalinda! The girl that lived in the house across from our old house! And…and you're her sister! That's right, we…we used to play together, all three of us! How is she? Where is she?" Celina laughed a spine chilling laugh.
"Where is she? How dare you ask me that!" Celina's eyes were like razors shooting at him.
"What are you talking about? I…" Dean stopped mid-sentence. Shocked, he looked up at Celina. "She, it was her…she was the unidentified body of a child they found in my house." Dean asked more than stated. There were tears in Deans eyes as well. He quickly looked away, not wanting Celina to see him crying.
"She went looking for you…" there were tears in Celina's eyes now. "She was outside with me, we were sitting on the porch, when she heard screaming from your house. She was so fast, I couldn't stop her. She ran into the burning house, crying out your name. She never came back out; she was only five… My baby sister DIED in that fire, and you're going to pay for that. It's all your fault." She raised her left arm, revealing a hand with claws extending from it. She walked slowly towards Dean, who just stood there, waiting for it to come.
A/n: "waiting for what to come?" ur probably asking...haha, well u'll c soon. thanks so much to ppl who gave me superb ideas! i kinda used all of them and then mixed in some of my own magic! happy reading/writing! next chap. coming soon.