YAY! REVIEWS! Thank you so much for your support or I would've just deleted the story after a week…and try and make another one. I know that my last chapter (5) wasn't great…but I still hoped you know kind of what happened. If you don't read chap. 4 again and see if you can figure it out! If you don't though, e-mail me at you can add me to your MSN if you want to if you have it, but ask me first…(random people who add me are kind of scary, in many of my friends perspectives…) anywho… I better shut-up and start on the story…THANKS AGAIN!

I do not own Supernatural characters…I own Emma and some other dude… and yes swearing IS included…


Chapter 6

DRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING! Sam rolled in his seat to grab the cell phone from the glove compartment, clambering over his sleeping brother. He had a kink in his neck; he messaged it as he answered his call.

"Hello?" He groaned at static reception.

"Mr. Windchester, this is Dr. Andrews from the hospital…"

Sam sat up straighter as he shook Dean awake with his left hand. His mind racing with so many thoughts it almost drove him insane.

"There has been…some, complications in your cousin's ward…"
No! Nothing could've happened to her! But what if she did- No! She's not "dead", he just said there were some "complications…" it always happens…but what if…

"Sammy…who is it? Is it about Emma-"

"Dean…" Sam looked over to his brother with large frightened eyes, "Emma's gone…"

"Gone?" Dean was perplexed, Emma hit her spine at a tree, and she shouldn't be able to walk yet…

"And that's not all…" Sam flipped the phone back into the glove compartment, and placed the keys into the ignition, starting the engine. "Dean…she killed Dr. Stevens…"


"Emma!" A tall young man, about 20 ran towards the exploding window. Sparks and shards of glass came falling to the parking lot. Alarms of the cars all over the west wing emergency parking lot pick-up blared into his ears. Damn it!

He ran to the emergency fire exit to the hospital and broke in, fresh new alarms and flashing red lights greeted him as he ran to Emma's ward.

"Please! Miss Windchester! Please calm do-"

Blood splattered all over the walls, it flecked the white smock (I have NO clue what hospital patients wear or what they are called) Emma had on. She laughed at the spluttering doctor on the ground; she licked a speck off her cut lip from a stray piece of glass. Click! Emma cocked her head towards the door; her eyes gleamed at the gun in his hands.

"Adepto ex suus… (Get out of her…)" His voice was husky, deep but calming.

"Haud… (No…)" Emma raised her hand towards him, the corner of her mouth twitching for another deathly incantation.

"Vestri vox mos non opus in mihi, (Your powers will not work on me,)" he held up a medallion from his chest, it was a Jewish star in a circle, carved circles and triangles embroidered the star. He brought the medallion up to his lips and kissed it, as he dropped it back to his chest he pointed his pistol at Emma again. He grinned.

Emma stood in front of him, perplexed and angry.

"If you're wondering who I am…My name is Merano…" He smirked at Emma's shocked expression. He spoke in fluent but accented English. "I see you recognize my family name, Amaria van Roux…or…should I say Emmalia Naveau when you swapped names with a passing French girl, who so happened to be our families head lines…our start of our blood line. That's how we began to hate witches. We found you in Salem, who knew you knew before hand that we were going to crucify you…You enjoying that girl's body at the moment?" He walked forward, advancing on her.

Emma/ Emmalia walked back towards the shattered window.

"This girl's body is mine…she's my direct descendent of the van Roux bloodline. The line of witches." She looked behind her. The window was a large window, one that you would find in a sunroom.

"EMMA!" Merano jumped out the window as she flew gracefully backwards.

"If I cannot have this body…then she must die…"


"Dean…how fast are you going?" Sam asked.

"Fast enough…"

"Gun it…" Sam brought out his .45. "What ever possessed Emma is going to be sorry it ever got to mess with a Windchester…" His eyes blazed with hatred. For once he felt good to hold a gun and ready to kill.

Dean gunned it down the road. "Let's kill this fucking sun of a bitch…"


Emma hit a blue convertible. The hood smoked and steamed as the aluminum metal cut her rib. Merano grasped her arm and gently placed her on his lap. His lip, eyebrow, arm, and nose were cut and bleeding. But it was nothing compared to Emma's wounds.

"Dean…Sam…help, my back…" Emma rolled her head up Merano's torso. He gasped in pain when she rolled onto his bruised abdomen.

Sirens were coming closer to the sound of a busted and smoking car.

A tear rolled down Emma's cheek. "W-who are y-you? Why –gasp-"Another tear rolled down her cheek. Her rib felt like it was being sawed open.

"Shh-shh…it's alright…listen, alright Emma. You have to work with me here…your cousins are going to be here soon. And if you want to see them you can't be seen by the police. I'm going to put you on my bike. It's going to be a short minute drive…can you hold on a bit longer until we get to a diner?"

Emma's heart thumped ever faster at the words that she's be able to see her cousins again. She nodded and he carried her on to his motorcycle. Blood was dribbling down the metal cylinders.

"Sir, ID please…" An officer ordered at Merano.

Merano flashed some ID.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Her? Oh my girlfriend. She got wasted, alcohol poisoning…you know…"

"And that? Running down your cylinder?" He pointed at the blood.

"Oh shoot. Must have dripped some ketchup while I was at the diner." Merano flashed the officer a smart smile.

Not convinced the officer leaned towards Emma.

"Miss? You alright?"

Emma nodded but barfed all over the officer's shoes…

"Eugh!" The officer backed away.

Merano shrugged. "Told you she was wasted officer." He laughed, to hide his surprise.

Merano drove off as the officer opened the gates. He checked for a clearing and looked back at Emma.

"How d'you?"

"Halloween prank…cousins…twelve years old…"

"That was very convincing…" he looked back when Emma loosened her grip from his waist. Her head heavy on his back. "Emma? EMMA? Damn it!"

Merano did a U-turn into a nearby gas station and caught Emma before she slipped off his bike. Her hand was ice cold and cold sweat dripped down her forehead. He flipped out his cell phone and dialed.


"Who ARE you people?" A frightened nurse yelled as Dean and Sam rushed in with their rifle high above their heads.

"Cops…for the crime just here dealing with Dr. Stephens and Dr. Andrews…." Dean and Sam quickly flashed their fake ID and rushed off the Emma's shattered and torn ward. Pools of blood were splattered all over the floor, speckles and droplets across the wall. White sheets covered the corpses of the deceased doctors. Sam checked under the patient bed, but nothing was there.

"She, she IS gone…" Sam covered his eyes with his hand for a long thought, reconstructing what had just happened here.

DRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING! Dean flipped his cell phone and answered.

"Hello…what do you mean you have…the diner? Wait…who are you? Why do you have my cousin-"Dean waited for a long moment before clenching his jaw, hanging his head low. "Alright…"

He turned off his phone and headed out the door.

"Dean? Who was that? And how does he have Emma?" Sam ran after his brother down the hall into the trashed and stripped parking lot.

"This guy, his name is Merano. He said that Emma is possessed by a demon or something like that. He has her under control at Pete's diner down the road from here. He seemed to know what we do pretty well. I think he's a hunter like us too."

They jumped into the Impala and screeched down the road burning rubber.


Emma lay shaking on the diner's chairs. Her lip was quivering as she pressed Merano's handkerchief two her rib, her fingers and Merano's jacket was dyed red after about five minutes. She scrutinized Merano with dropping eyelids. She wanted to sleep for so long that she wouldn't feel so light. She felt so light that it seemed if she would get any lighter she would float away, from everyone she loved. Dean, Sam, John…what's going to happen?

"EMMA!" Dean and Sam shouted as they rushed into the diner. The waiter closest to them looked up, with shock and disgust.

"Dean-…S-am…"

Sam flinched at the sight of Emma, holding a blood soaked handkerchief to her rib.

"We have to get her to some critical medical surgery if you want her remaining in this world. Do you know anyone…a family friend that might help you now?" Merano asked, in his thick accent.

"N-yeah, dad's friend he lives about a mile away from here. If we gun it down we could be there under five minutes." Dean said thinking quickly.

They carried Emma into the Impala and clambered in as well. Merano was right behind them as they gunned it down the road.

In the Impala, Sam fought hard not to let a tear escape from his eyes. Emma's head rested on his shoulder, she smiled.

"What the hell took you two so long?" She mumbled.

Dean forced a laugh. "Sorry Emma Leigh…I promise we'll be right beside you form now on…now don't sleep on me alright?"

"Mmm…" Emma answered too tired to say anything.

"Yeah, we're almost there." Sam said in a cracked voice.

They drove up a paved path, it was hidden by a line of evergreens. A yellow house, a very small one, with no garage peered through the greenies as the first rays of daylight sparkled down at the Impala.

"Dean! What are you- Emma!" A girl in her mid-twenties came rushing out of the house, her black dog in hot pursuit behind her.

"Please Bella." Dean rushed in with Emma in his arms.

Getting the hint, she rushed in after him to an operating table. She stripped Emma of Merano's jacket and handed it to Sam as she examined the wound in her rib. She cast the two boys a look. They scratched their eyebrows and walked into the next room. Merano entered and also walked into the next room.

"So who exactly are you?" Sam asked as Merano walked into the room.

"A witch hunter." He nodded at Dean, who forced a smile back.

"Thank you…" He said looking away after.

"Hmm," Merano took a wooden chair and poured himself a glass of whiskey. "Do you have any idea, what your cousin's background is?" Merano asked, looking up from his whiskey.

"What?"

"Your cousin comes from a long line of witches. The van Roux witches to be exact. Every woman in her bloodline will be reincarnated as Amaria van Roux at the age of eighteen. Your cousin, has the honor of being one of her reincarnations. Now that her blood is mixed with a demon-"

"Wait! What demon?" Dean asked, his voice rough. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"The necklace which was on Greyback's…"the werewolf's" neck. Emma must have snatched it after shooting it. Getting hit into the tree just so happened to wake Amaria up inside her. Since her many years of hunting suppressed the witch blood inside her, she never had the chance to appear. Then suddenly Emma had captured demon's blood. The demon, seizing the chance to possess the body of a witch…you understand?"

"So let me get this straight…Amaria…the witch right?" Sam pondered.

Merano nodded. "So, Amaria isn't 'evil'?"

"Oh no, Amaria is evil, it's the fact that she still has a bloodline which surprises me…my family background is to hunt and kill Amaria van Roux."

Dean stood up. Heated.

"So you're just going to kill her? Aren't you?" He yelled.

Merano shook his head. "We have our ways of "cleansing" a body from a witch. But she will still have the blood of a witch inside her, it's what she uses it for, that decides her crucifixion. It's like how you "exorcise" a body of a demon."

Half an hour later

"Dean?" Bella peered around into the room. She saw Dean and Sam snoring on the couch and Merano helping himself to another glass of whiskey.

"Hello…I'm Merano. Is Emma going against odds?"

Bella shook her head and smiled. "No the odds are in her favor…"


WEEEEEEEE YA! Finally done chapter six! It's nice and long since I won't be near a computer for three days. I hope you like it, and when I come back to my computer (dusting off all the cobwebs) I'll finish chapter seven! I hope you like it!