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DISCLAIMER

Supernatural belongs to the WB, which will soon be the CW. Life With Derek belongs to Canadian Television, and Disney. I got information for the creature from a folklore and myth site. Small reference to "The Poxfather". I know it's short, but the next chaps will be longer.

At Westman High, Casey paid extra close attention in her classes. Her behavior towards her cousins came back at her and for a moment, she felt guilty. Then, she shook her head. She---she just couldn't let her feelings get the best of her. She had to---she had to drive them away. It was the only way they could remain safe. She had sidetracked them by asking them to stay. Then she had nearly gotten them killed when that siren had kidnapped her and Derek. That could've gone badly in so many different ways. And it would've been all her fault. If there was one thing Uncle John had taught her about hunting, it was that you should never do anything that would get the people you loved injured or killed. And that rule had been broken ever since Dean and Sam had gotten here. They had been put at risk because of her. The words of the siren came back to her.

"When a hunter settles down, they become the hunted," Jack smirked. Casey shifted in her seat. She couldn't---she wouldn't---be responsible for getting them killed.

"When a hunter settles down, they become the hunted," Jack smirked. "They become the hunted." They become the hunted." "They become the hunted."

"Miss MacDonald?" Casey jumped in surprise.

"I'm---I'm sorry. What did you say?" she questioned.

"Perhaps someone else," the teacher stated. Then, the woman pointed to Emily Davids, who gave the answer. After class, Casey hurried to her locker, with Emily at her heels.

"Hey, you okay?" Emily wondered.

"What do you mean?" Casey asked, opening her locker and rifling through it.

"Well, you never zone out. What's going on? is it, Derek? Is he sick again?" Emily asked.

"The only thing sick about Derek is his mind," Casey responded, letting out a little chuckle. Even though Emily had stated that maybe her feelings for Derek weren't that strong, she was obviously still attracted to him.

"So, then, what is it? Somebody else in the family?" Emily pressed.

"Everyone's okay. I guess I'm just a little off today," Casey answered.

"I see," Emily responded. She could understand that. Everyone had an off day, even Casey. Before Emily could press further, the bell rang and they went to their classes. Emily blew out a breath, but didn't say anything as they sat down in the front row. Casey, however, took a seat in the back. She had so many things she wanted to think about, and she didn't want anybody bothering her. She messed up her hair with her hands. She just---she just didn't know what to do. She kept replaying the siren's words. If Sam and Dean stayed here, something else would find them and try to kill them. Maybe even The Demon. She couldn't---she couldn't be responsible for person's death. Not again. She just couldn't be. She wouldn't be. Casey blew out a breath. Sharp jangling broke through her thoughts and Casey was out the door before Emily could catch up with her.