Ghost: I know my grammar is bad so please forgive,
THE GIRL NEXT DOOR
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Chris stormed out of the hospital looking pissed off.
"What's wrong?" Sam asked
Chis didn't answer.
"What did you see?" Dean asked
"It," Chris answered "And if she thinks I'll fall for the blonde innocent girl whose having a quiet night on her own act, she is wrong,"
"So you know exactly what this thing looks likes and where we'll find it right?" Dean asked as he opened the passenger door of the car for her.
"Yep, this particular succubus is posing as a blonde blue eyed girl in her middle twenties, I suggest you two stick together you never know when one of you might have a sudden lapse of judgement or just in case she tries to rip one of you to shreds," Chris replied "Succubus' tend to get very hostile when they are threatened normally they would just attack the threat and in most cases it's often been other women but in this instance she might try anything,"
"You should be good at catching this thing Dean, you seem to get just about every other girl that you see," Sam said sarcastically
"I do not," Dean said under his breath
Chris looked at him suspiciously.
"Sam's just as bad," Dean said innocently "He pulls all the psychos, hey Sam why don't you tell Chrissie all about that 'girl' and the Hookman,"
"There's nothing to tell," Sam said quietly
"That's alright Sam, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to," Chris said sympathetically "On the other hand Dean, your dad's told me about some of your escapades and you should be ashamed of yourself,"
"Yeah Dean," Sam chimed in
"I can't believe my own brother and my girlfriend are ganging up on me," Dean said in mock surprise
"Who said i was your girlfriend?" Chris replied
"Well I kinda thought...since we," Dean said trying hard to find the right words
"You better stop here Dean," Chris said sweetly
Dean rolled his eyes before parking the car in a dark alley across the street from the house.
"Nice condo," he said quietly
"Girl's got some style I suppose," Chris agreed
Everyone got out the car, Dean lifted the boot and took out the secret compartment that hid the weapons, Chris looked down at the array of knives, daggers and other sharp objects before taking a knife and a wrist sheath. Dean handed her a small machete safely secured in it's sheath, she fastened the belt round her waist.
"Just like old times," Sam said slipping a knife into his back pocket.
"One big happy family again," Dean said brightly
"Yes one big happy family," Chris said seriously
Chris took the front while Dean and Sam went round the back, Chris budged the door open with minimum fuss, Dean had budged the back door open each of them scouted around tentatively the three of them met in the living room.
"Now what?" Dean said
Chris closed her eyes for a moment, she felt her arms and legs tingle as an invisible electricity ran over her body, suddenly she saw the succubus moving about the living room before going upstairs. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling before looking at Sam and Dean, the two of them got their knives ready and were about to start up the stairs, Chris heard a small hissing sound before she felt the sharp grip of talons in the back of her neck.
"Hold it right there boys," came a pissed voice behind them
The two of them turned round and saw a blonde girl with crystal blues holding Chris up her throat.
"Chris!" Dean exclaimed
"Let her go," Sam said angrily gripping the knife,
"Drop the weapons first," the girl said icily
Dean and Sam threw their weapons down and waited.
"Disarm her," the girl said still holding Chris by her throat
"You ok Chris?" Sam asked
"Fine," she replied in a choked voice
"How cute," the blonde said sickly
"Listen bitch, you have no idea who you're dealing with," Chris said in a husked voice
"And neither do you," the girl replied
Sam went forward carefully and took the machete from Chris' belt and threw it on the floor, he then rolled up the sleeve of her top and took the knife from its sheath and was about to drop it on the floor when he suddenly struck out and slashed the girl's arm. She screamed in pain and dropped Chris, Dean made a dive for her and pulled her out the way, the blonde girl was clutching her arm and hissing angrily at Sam he went to slit her throat and finish the job but it hit him in the face. Sam went flying backwards and came crashing down onto the glass coffee table, Chris struggled to her feet and picked up the discarded machete.
Dean helped Sam up and they watched the creature spit and hiss as it tried to hit Chris she dodged each attack with a lightning quickness and eventually slit the creature's throat. Blood began to flow freely from the deep wound, Chris made another quick swipe and took its head clean off.
"One down, one to go," she said exhausted
"You ok?" Dean asked
"I'm fine," she replied rubbing her neck "That thing had a grip like a vice though,"
"I think we should get out of here," Sam murmured
Chris helped Sam into the back seat, he was badly cut up yet luckily he had protected his face when he had fallen through the glass.
"Got anything that helps heal scratches quickly?" he asked
"Yep it's called iodine," Chris replied
Sam swallowed hard.
"Don't worry Sam, hot water and antiseptic should help you," she chuckled
Chris got into the passenger seat and looked out the window, Dean started the car up and took off from the scene.
"Have you decided whose room your sleeping in?" a voice in his head said
Dean's eyes widened as he drove.
"Chris?" he thought
"Yes?" she replied
"How in the hell?" he asked
"Telepathy," she answered "It's a good way to have a private conversation in a crowded room, look Dean there's something I've got to tell you,"
"What?" he asked taking his eyes off the road for a split second to look at her
"Keep your eyes on the road for a start!" she exclaimed
Dean focused his attention back on the road and dodged the on coming car.
"That was close, right as I was saying there's something I have to tell you and for god sake just keep driving ok?" Chris said quickly
"Well tell me already," Dean replied
There was a pause.
"I'm a witch Dean," she said
"What's so bad about that?" Dean asked
"Trust me, you don't want to know," Chris answered