OMG! How long has it been? I am so sorry that I couldn't write this chapter any quicker! I have been grounded TT and computer take away was one of my punishments…SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT! Well, here's chapter seven! Enjoy!


Chapter 7

Emma opened her eyes for the first time in a week. Her arm was in a sling and there was something tied around her waist. She groaned. Gawd am I ever hungry! Her mind screamed as she sat up. She looked around at the room she was in. The walls were all wooden; nothing seemed to look familiar besides the jade lantern hanging in the middle of the ceiling. Images raced in her mind. Images of when she was fourteen and had came here with Dean while he was dating Bella. She had taken a liking to the cottage type house as it was close to the beach, so it was like a beach house. The wall borders were lined with sea urchins and shells, starfishes and pebbles. Emma walked around the room, she breathed in the salty air from the window. There was the Impala, Sam and Dean. There was another man but Emma couldn't quite recognize him. She furrowed her brow with concentration, but still could not remember.

"Emma!"

Emma turned around and saw Bella. She was the same, but more beautiful. Emma smiled.

"Hi Bella, it's been a long time."

Bella turned to let Emma to the breakfast table where she could finally eat something. Emma's eyes darted about at the hallways. Books upon books stacked everywhere, she never seen so much books in a house before, let alone a library.

"So, exactly what happened, to me?" Emma questioned as Bella set down some eggs, bacon and toast.

"You'll have to ask Merano…" Bella replied, sipping her coffee.

"Who?" Emma was really confused.

Bella seemed to look stunned, her eyes seemed to stop. She glanced down at her coffee and began to stir it with concentration. She looked back up at Emma with a sister gaze.

"You, really don't remember what happened?" Bella asked.

Emma gave it a thought, she shook her head.

Just then Sam walked in, his hand rubbing the back of his head. He had a baggy grey t-shirt on. He was covered in sand.

"Bella do you have another beer?" He asked. Looking right through Emma.

"No I don't actually, Sam! Great news! Dean and I are getting married!"

Emma's eyes flickered. Wait! What's going on! How come Sam's ignoring me? Did I do something wrong? Is that why I don't remember anything?

"Sam, hi!" Emma said in a fake happy state.

"What! Are you serious! Why didn't he tell me?" Sam hugged Bella like he used to to Emma. "That's great news! Hey! I'll buy the beer this time…Awesome…wow! Dean…Married."

He jumped and clapped as he walked out again.

Emma found her self chasing after Sam. She was outraged. Even if she did something terrible, he didn't have to ignore her! She started to shout at him. Her lungs burning.

"SAM! SAM! LISTEN! COME ON! TURN AROUND! GAWD! FUCK IT ALL FACE ME!"

Emma grabbed Sam, only to find that it went right through him. She paused. She looked at her hand. Sam's back, moving along with out any knowledge that his cousin was right beside him. His back slowly departing. Slowly fading away from her to get to Dean. Dean. Can Dean see me? Frantic tears of panic ran down her cheeks. She ran towards Deans laughing figure. He knows I'm here right?

"Dean!" Emma shouted.

Dean turned around and smiled his warm smile. He stretched out his arms to embrace her.

A great bubble weld up into her throat as she ran towards him, with her arms outstretched.

"How's my fiancé doing?"

Emma had run right through her cousin. She turned around and saw Bella in Dean's arms.

No…no…no, no, no, no, no, no! NO! NO!

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Emma screamed.

"Emma!"

Emma opened her eyes wide. Sam was right above her, his face worried and strained.

"Sam!" Emma swung her arms around Sam's neck, hugging him tightly. Her eyes were squeezed tightly. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Thank you, thank you… I'm alive I'm alive!" Emma whispered into Sam's ear.

"What are you talking about? Of course you're alive…I'll never let you die before me…" Sam hugged Emma back.

Emma shook her head. It was just a dream, a dream…


Two weeks later, Emma had found out in detail in Merano's point of view what had happened while she was "away". She had taken quite a liking into Merano, after all he was the first one she knew outside her family who actually new what she did, and had actually saved her.

They would usually be found exchanging secrets about themselves. Any information that might liven up the dinner table.

"So…Merano, how old are you, exactly." Emma cocked her eyebrow.

"Too old for my father, and too young for my mother…" Was all he said.

Emma laughed.

"And you?" He gazed up at her, his eyelashes smoldering his gaze.

"If Emmalia was supposed to go down the bloodline by age, then I think, I'm Emmalia's age when she got crucified…a fake crucification any ways." Emma was confused by what she said. She wanted to match Merano's phrase.

But he still laughed at Emma's puzzled look. He stroked his chin, he had a wonderful atmosphere around him. Something about him kept drawing Emma ever closer.

"Hey Emma!" Dean shouted from the porch screen door. He pointed to his watch indicating Emma's curfew.

Emma smiled at Merano and went inside before her brother. "I'm not twelve."

"I know…when you were twelve you wouldn't be flirting with a guy you only just met."

"I didn't JUST meet Merano. I met him two weeks ago. Oh please don't do the father thing!" Emma scoffed.

Dean shrugged, giving his brotherly emotions, with his lips unreadable.

Emma turned and went up the stairs into her room. She went into the bathroom Bella had provided for their stay. She scrutinized herself in the mirror. I'm BLUSHING! Emma placed her hands onto her cheeks. They were warm. She looked into the mirror again. Her mouth was parted, and she seemed to be hyperventilating.

What's wrong with me? Emma pulled on a white gown for the summer and jumped onto her bed. She closed her eyes as she remembered the long walks with Merano along the sidewalks and parks. Discussing everything they knew. Was I flirting? Do I really, actually, LIKE him? Emma rolled onto her side. Breathing regularly now she opened her eyes only to find Merano in the tree beside her window.

"You-"

Merano placed his finger to his lips, indicating that Emma should be quiet. Emma pretended to be asleep as Sam entered her room. He turned off the lamp and tucked in Emma's sheets, her kissed her good night on the forehead and walked out.

Emma opened her eyes, Sam walked away from the door, his shadow giving him away.

Merano clambered in as Emma pulled off the sheets.

"What-?"

"You left something outside," Merano said, putting his hand into his jeans pocket.

Emma looked down at his hand. "What did I-"

As Emma looked up Merano bent down to kiss Emma. She was stunned. She would usually make fun of those couples, slobbering all over each other at school. She never did get why they would kiss. It would usually turn her stomach. But now she knew why. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. He took out his hand and also wrapped his arms around Emma. They looked at each other and smiled. He kissed her again as he lifted her to his height.

"Emma we have-" Dean paused in the door frame. "What the…"

Emma's eyes widened. Dean ran after Merano as her jumped out the window.

"I'll see you tomorrow!" Emma yelled out the window.

"I'm looking forward to it!" Merano shouted back while dodging Dean's shoe.

Emma laughed and turned to Dean.

"You want me to retrieve your shoe?" She grinned.

"Not in that you don't…" Dean said, also smiling.


"I love you Merano…"

"I love you too…Michelle."

Emma ran into the living room and threw a dish at Merano.

"HOW DARE YOU!" She shouted.

Merano's eyes darted around the room, he held the unknown girl named Michelle in his arms. Her shivered breath made Merano hold her closer.

"You FUCKING ASSHOLE! YOU JACKASS. I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS BACK UP YOUR FUCKED UP BLOODLINE!" She threw another dish. Her hair matted to her face with her tears. She threw a bowl, just missing Merano's right ear. Another dish just right above. And another, dodged and smashed by Merano.

"Michelle grab the gun!"

"YEAH GO GRAB THE FUCKING GUN MICHELLE!" Emma said, taunting and emphasizing her name. "I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY LIKED NO LOVED YOU!"

Emma tried to punch Merano but went right through him. No! Not this again! Emma turned around and watched as Dean and Sam came rushing in with the .22 gauge loaded with rock salt.

"What happened?" Dean interrogated Merano.

"Something just threw the dishes and pottery at us." Merano rubbed his tanned, reddish arm.


Emma woke with a start, cold sweat dripped down her back. Her gown almost see through. She was drenched. She walked out the window and sat down on the shingles. The cool breeze quickly calmed her down. She stared at the moon, wondering why she kept on having these dreams…

How come I always have dreams of me; what would happen if I were dead? She squeezed her eyes tight. Wishing that it never happen.

"It's because I'm here…" An ominous voice echoed through her mind.

"Who-who are you? Are you Emmalia!" Shouted Emma.

"Quit shouting child!" Barked Emmalia, "Listen, after your unfortunate injury I've been locked inside here, let me out!"

"NO! And get out of my body, listening to my conscience is bad enough. Now having another voice would just add to my trance! Go! Find another poor girl to screw up on!" Emma shouted.

"I can't! I have to go down by bloodline! If it was THAT easy, I would've been long gone!"

"So you're saying I'm stuck with you…" It wasn't a question, it was more of a statement and Emma sighed.

A wolf howled somewhere and Emma stood up, getting a little chilly and overly exhausted. It was her first conversation with Emmalia. And she didn't know what to think. If she was actually freaky evil, evil, or just plain misunderstood. Emma rolled onto her bed only to find something sticking uncomfortably to her back.

It was Merano's pentacle like necklace that he had showed her the first time they met. When she was falling to her death at the hospital.

Emma looked around only to find the door a bit ajar. She walked into the hallway and stepped onto a sheet of memo paper.

Dear Emma,

I have gone out on another hunting trip. I'll be back tomorrow, or Monday the latest.

I left you my necklace if Emmalia tries to come out when I'm not around.

Take care of yourself.

Love,

Merano :)

P.S. Please try not to fall off your roof, I won't be there to do my superman stunts.

Emma smiled and kissed the pendant.

"Gawd!"

"Piss off…"


YAY! Chapter seven done! FINALLY! I hoped you like it. And sorry for those who don't like sappy stories 

But yeah, my mind just worked things out on it's own, especially after watching the notebook while your parents are out when you're actually supposed to be grounded  And besides, who didn't see it coming? I mean the Emma and Merano pairing? There has to be a reason why I added him in…Right?  O well, chap. 8 soon!