Ghost 5: I absolutely love this show so I thought I would give this a go. I know my grammar is incredibly bad so please forgive.
THE GIRL NEXT DOOR
CHAPTER THREE
JADE'S NIGHTCLUB – MINNESOTA
"Ok, pal i think you've had enough to drink," A girl with plated pigtails said with a tired voice
"I don't think so," the guy slurred
"Come on i'll take you back to my place," she said kindly "You can sober up there before you go home,"
"Is that an invitation?" the guy asked
"Maybe," she answered
"In that case led on," he said with a drunken grin
The girl leant him against the wall while she opened the door to her apartment.
"Come on in," the girl said as she pulled him into the apartment
"Wow this place is amazing," the drunk guy said as he took a moment to admire all the chinese art on the walls.
"Thanks," the girl murmured and with that kissed the guy passionately
After a few moments the guy pulled away and looked at her, the girl's eyes had suddenly become neon blue.
"What the hell?" he gasped
The girl let out an animal like shriek and grabbed the guy back, her nails dug into his face forcing him to accept her kiss. The guy felt his strength suddenly seep out his body and flow into the girl he was kissing. After a while the girl eventually let go and ran her tongue over her lips, the guy fell in a heap at her feet looking deathly pale, he was unconscious but breathing. The girl closed her eyes and felt the guys life force give her the kick that she so desperately needed.
Chrissie had forgotten how arduous the flight was from England to America, part of her still wished she was giving lectures while the other part of her still craved for the good old days when she and her friends had gone hunting for things that her students didn't believe were true. That part of her had won the battle and had forced her to get on the plane. She cursed her adventurous nature sometimes.
"Ladies and gentleman, this is your captain speaking we are due to land at Minnesota airport in precisely half and hour. The weather is a sunny fifty degrees and it is now Tuesday morning. On behalf of me and my crew I'd like to thank you for flying with us and hope to see you again in the future,"
Chrissie slowly opened her eyes and looked out the window of the jumbo jet, she could see the distant houses and swimming pools dotted down below her. It made her smile at the thought of coming back to her country.
"Home sweet home," she thought to herself even though she was no where near her home.
The plane landed without a fuss, this was the part Chrissie hated, the part where the moment the wheels touched the landing strip and everyone wanted to be first off the plane. It was a good thing she had book a business class ticket which meant that she couldn't get off the plane with minimum fuss, she waited for her luggage and went to the car hire desk.
"May I help you?" a woman with bobbed blonde hair asked
"I've come to collect my hire car, the name's Riley," Chrissie answered
She handed the woman the necessary documentation.
"If you'd just like to wait a few moments your car will be fetched shortly," the blonde woman said politely "In the meantime welcome to America,"
"Thank you," Chrissie replied sincerely
Chrissie didn't have to wait moments within seconds a young man was standing in front of her with a pair of keys.
"Ms Riley?" he asked politely
"Yes?" She replied cautiously
"Your car's ready," he smiled and with that handed over the keys
The moment she touched the keys she knew exactly what the guy had been thinking, he had been mentally undressing her. She gave him a sweet and sincere smile, Chrissie took those kind of thoughts as compliments. Her auntie had always complained that she too thin while her uncle joked about her having thunder thighs, it was nice to know that some men thought she was attractive.
"Great, thanks very much," she said sweetly
Chrissie walked out of the airport and found a sleek black Jeep waiting for her, she slung her luggage in the boot and got in the car. She ran her hands over the steering wheel, it was a nice choice of car, she never knew when she would have to do a little off roading but in case the occasion arose it was better driving through woods and mud in a car like this rather than a stylish Mercedes. Chrissie pulled out of the airport car park and turned on the radio.
"On Local news, Darryl Madigan is the third victim to be hit by the strange virus that is sweeping through Minnesota, after having a night out with friends he was escorted home where he collapsed on their porch. His parents claim that at first they thought he was suffering from a hang over after having a serious drinking session with friends.
It has only just been confirmed that he is now the newest victim of this strange illness, doctors are hoping that his condition will become stable and that he will pull through. Both Ben Hudson and Luke Murrel are still in a critical state at the hospital,"
Chrissie was tempted to go and see the victims of the illness first, reason on the other hand told her to go and book a room somewhere before launching an investigation and tracking down the thing that was responsible. She pulled in at a motel and slammed on the brakes of her car.
"I didn't think i'd bump into those two so fast," she said a loud
She saw two young men walking towards the motel, Chrissie sat quietly in the car and watched. The taller one was obviously arguing about something with the shorter one, even though she hadn't seen them in thirteen years she knew exactly who they were, a smile slowly spread across her face. The only person they were missing for this little get together was John.
"Hi, could we get a room please?" Dean asked
The old guy raised an eyebrow at the both of them.
"It's ok, we're brothers," Dean said with a smile
"Oh my god!" Sam exclaimed
Dean frowned and looked over his shoulder.
"What are you so excited..." Dean had forgotten what he was going to say
He stood staring at her speechlessly, his heart knew those grass green eyes all too well. She had grown into a beautiful woman alright her jeans and white t shirt hugged her figure perfectly, she was just like he had imagined only better, she was curvy and muscular in all the right places a black and white bandanna was tied into her dark brown hair and fell to her shoulders and in sleek style. Her eyes were even more entrancing than they had been before she left.
"Hey Sam," she said brightly "Doesn't your sister get a hug?"
"I'm so glad to see you," he said with relief as he hugged her tightly
Chrissie closed her eyes and saw vivid images of a blonde girl, she felt pain and loss and quickly understood why Sam was hugging her so tightly. He needed support and strength that only a sister or mother could give, his suffering almost stabbed her life a knife in her heart. She stood back from him and smiled comfortingly, she didn't want to alarm him by telling him what she had seen and what she now knew.
"I was in the neighbourhood and thought i'd drop in," she said warmly
"Here buddy are you going to take your keys or what?" the desk clerk said angrily
"What?" Dean asked as he snapped out of his trance
He turned back to the desk clerk and took the keys. His heart was pounding in his chest, he wasn't quite sure why.
"Hey can I get a room?" she asked the desk clerk "Preferably no where near these two, they snore like wild bears," she gestured to Dean and Sam
The desk clerk looked at her curiously.
"Friends of yours?" he asked
"You could say that, I used to live next door to them," she answered
He nodded as he handed her a key.
"I'll also need you to sign this,"
Chrissie took the visitors book and signed it.
Dean was watching her sign the book out the corner of his eye.
"So you got your doctrine in Parapsychology," he said impressed "Professor Riley,"
"Yes I did, Cambridge thought I was good enough to stay on and lecture at the university," she replied
Dean instantly felt envious of her perfect life, it made him curious as to why she was here.
"Well i better get going, i've got unpacking to do. So I'll see you guys later i guess," she said warmly
"Perhaps we could meet up and have dinner this evening," Sam asked
Dean's heart lurched in his chest, Sam had just thrown him a life line and an excuse to see her properly.
"Sure," she agreed "Just like old time," and with that she went out to her car
"There's got to be a reason as to why she's here," Sam said seriously
An idea suddenly struck him.
"Perhaps dad sent her," he said excitedly
"We'll ask her about it later, right now I need rest," Dean said brandishing the keys
Chrissie was kicking herself all the way to her car.
"Stupid cow, you could have at least said hello to him. No you threw your achievements in his face instead,"
She grabbed her luggage out of the car and went to her room.
"Let's hope that that old codger hasn't put you next door to them," she thought to herself "Spoke too soon,"
"Need a hand?" Dean asked
"No i've got it," she said confidently gripping the handles of her bag
There was a moments pause, both of them just stared at each other like star crossed lovers.
"It's good to see you Dean, it's been too long," she said softly
"It's good to see you too Chris," he replied gently
"I'll see you later," she smiled and with that went into her room
Dean stood in the doorway of his room looking at thin air.
"You ok?" Sam asked
"Yep fine," he answered
"You sure?" Sam frowned
"Listen I don't need you to worry about me ok, trust me i'm fine," Dean said seriously
He hoped that Sam believed him for now because his head was hard time believing it.