Hey guys! I am back with another chapter of A Whole New World! So for those who watch TWD, did you see that Andrew Lincoln is leaving after this season? What's your thoughts? I think this is it for TWD. No one is going to be able to fill a position like that. No matter how much I hate Rick Grimes, he still is vital for the show. Anyways, the song of the chapter is Windows Down by Big Time Rush. Enjoy the chapter.
Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things Part 2
We head back to the motel to figure out what our next move is. I grabbed my laptop and start searching, while Sam looks through John's journal, and Dean is just pacing.
"We can't just waste it with a head shot?" Dean asks.
"Dude. You've been watching too many Romero flicks." Sam says.
"Hey, those are good movies." I say.
"Exactly, thanks Kate." We air high five each other. "Still, you're telling me there's no lore on how to smoke 'em." He moves to sit at the table by the window.
"No, Dean, I'm telling you there's too much. I mean, there's a hundred different legends on the walking dead, but they all have different methods for killing them." Sam says getting up from his seat and joining Dean. "Some say setting them on fire. Uh...one said...where is it? Right here. Feeding their hearts to wild dogs. That's my personal favorite. I mean, who knows what's real and what's myth?"
"Is there anything they all have in common?"
"No, but a few said silver might work." I say.
"Silver's a start." Dean says.
"Yeah, but now how are we going to find Angela?" Sam asks.
"We've got to figure out the person who brought her back. Any ideas?"
"I think if it's not her dad it might be that guy Neil." Dean says.
"Neil?" Sam asks.
"Yep." Dean says as he comes over to the nightstand by me and picks up Angela's diary.
"How'd you come up with that?" I ask.
"'Well, you've got your journal. I've got mine." He opens the diary and starts reading. "Neil's a real shoulder to cry on. He understands what I'm going through with Matt.' There's more in here where that came from. It's got unrequited Duckie love written all over it."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he brought her back from the dead." Sam says.
"Hmm. Did I mention he's Professor Mason's TA? Has access to all the same books." Dean says. "I say we go to his house tonight." Well, that decided it. That night we headed to Neil's house and broke in. "Hello? Neil? It's your grief counselors. We've come to hug. Dean says as we walk in. He then pulls out his gun.
"Silver bullets?" Sam asks.
"Yeah, enough to make her rattle like a change purse." We continue walking in and stalk around the house. We stick together since Dean is the only one who has a gun with silver bullets. I look to my right and see dead plants by a window. We find the entrance to the basement, and of course, we're going to go down. Dean nods at it. "Unless it's where he keeps his porn." Sam opens the door to the basement, and Dean leads the way down. There's nothing in there. "Sure looks like a zombie men to me."
"Yeah, an empty one. You think Angela's going after somebody?" Sam asks. Dean finds a grate that looks loose and pulls it aside. It looks like it leads out.
"Nah, I think she went out to rent beaches."
"Look, smartass, she might kill someone. We gotta find her, Dean." Sam says.
"Yeah. All right. She, uh, she clipped Matt because he was cheating right?" I ask.
"Yeah." Sam and Dean say.
"Well, it takes two to tango."
"I don't know, it just seemed that, uh...Angela's roommate was broken up over Matt's death. I mean, like, really broken up." That is beyond messed up. We hurried out of Neil's house and head to Angela's house to save the scummy roommate. We break in again to hear a fight going on in the kitchen. Dean leads the way and shoots Angela several times till she bolts out the window. Dean and Sam follow, and I go to check on the roommate.
"It's okay. She's gone." The boys come back a moment later.
"Damn, that dead chick can run." Dean says.
"What now?" Sam asks.
"I say we go to have a little chat with Neil." Dean says. We leave Lindsey behind and get back into the car. While we're driving, Sam is looking through John's journal, and I'm looking on the internet.
"So the silver bullets, they did something, right?" Sam asks.
"Yeah, something, but not enough. What else do you two have?"
"Um, okay, besides silver, we have...nailing the undead back into their grave beds. It's mentioned a few times. It's probably where the whole vampire staking lore came from." I say.
"Their gravebeds? You serious?" Dean asks.
"Yeah." Sam says.
"How the hell are we going to get Angela back to the cemetery?" Dean asks. We go to the college and find Neil's office. He turns around when we walk in.
"What are you guys doing here?" He asks.
"You know, I've heard of people doing some pretty desperate things to get laid, but you...you take the cake." Dean says.
"Okay. Who are you guys?"
"You might want to ask Angela that question."
"What?"
"We know what you did. The ritual? Everything." Sam says. Neil scoffs.
"You're crazy."
"Your girlfriend's past her expiration date, and we're crazy? When someone's gone they should stay gone. You don't mess with that kind of stuff." I say.
"Angela killed Matt. She tried to kill Lindsey." Sam says.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Neil says. Dean walks over to him and hauls him up by the collar.
"Hey! No more crap, Neil. His blood is on your hands. Now, we can make this right, but you've gotta tell us where she is. Tell us!" Dean yells getting in his face.
"My house. She's at my house." Neil says a little scared, but that's when I notice the dead plants.
"You sure about that?" Neil nods looking around nervously. "Listen. It doesn't really matter where she is. There's only one way to stop her. We've got to perform another ritual over her grave to reverse the one that you did. We're going to need some black root, some scar weed, some candles. It's very complicated, but it'll get the job down. She'll be dead again in a couple hours. I think you should come with us." Dean says raising his voice. He's baiting Angela. "I'm serious, Neil. Leave with us. Right now." Dean says angrily.
"No. No." Dean gets in his face.
"Listen to me. Get out of here as soon as you can, but most of all, be cool. No sudden movements. Don't make her mad." Dean turns to us. "Let's go." We leave and get into the Impala to head to the cemetery. When we get there, we start preparing a fake ritual. We start by lighting candles.
"You really think this is going to work?" Sam asks.
"No, not really, but it was the only thing I could come up with." Dean says. There was a noise made when he said that. Sam stands up and pulls out his gun. He moved over to where the noise came from as me and Dean stayed by the grave.
"Wait! It's not what you think. I didn't ask to be brought back, but it's still me. I'm still a person. Please." I hear Angela say. Me and Dean stand up ready to fight. Sam fires his gun besides what Angela says. Angela screams, and Sam runs back to the grave. Angela tackles him and starts twisting his head back. Dean fires his gun at her getting her off of Sam. Dean shoots her several times till she falls into her grave and lands in the coffin. Finally, I'm ready with a large stake and buries the stake in her chest to pin her. "Wait, don't!" Angela screams, but I just push the stake in more. She gasps and goes limp. I straighten up.
"What dead should stay dead." I say. The boys help me out of the grave and fill the grave.
"Rest in peace." Sam says.
"Yeah, for good this time, okay?" Dean says as we turn away and head to the car.
"You know, that whole fake ritual thing, luring Angela into the cemetery? Pretty sharp." Sam says.
"Thanks." Dean says.
"But did we have to use me as bait?"
"I figured you were more her type. You know, she had pretty crappy taste in guys."
"I think she broke my hand." Sam says looking at said hand. Dean and I laugh.
"You're just too fragile. We'll get it looked at later." Dean says. He stops for a moment. I turn to see he's looking at Mary's grave.
"You want to stay for a while?" Sam asks.
"No." Dean says leaving. I put a hand on the grave.
"I'll hopefully get to meet you later." I say before following the guys. We put our stuff in the trunk and get in. After a while, Dean stops and get out. Me and Sam follow. We all take a seat on the hood of the Impala.
"Dean, what is it?" Sam asks. Dean doesn't say anything for a moment.
"I'm sorry."
"You...for what?" I ask.
"The way I've been acting, and for Dad. I mean...he was your dad too. And it's my fault that he's gone."
"What are you talking about?" Sam asks.
"I know you've been thinking it so have I. Doesn't take a genius to figure it out. Back at the hospital, I made a full recovery. It was a miracle, and five minutes later Dad's dead and the Colt's gone."
"Dean." Sam and I say.
"You can't tell me there's not a connection there. I don't know how the demon was involved. I don't know how the whole thing went down exactly, but Dad's dead because of me. And that much I do know."
"We don't know that. Not for sure." Sam says.
"Sam..." Tears start falling down his face. "You and Dad...you're the most important people in my life, and now, I never should've come back, Sam. It wasn't natural, and now look what's come of it. I was dead, and I should've stayed dead. You wanted to know how I was feeling. Well, that's it." It slightly hurt to know I wasn't important, but Sam and John are family. "So tell me. What could you possibly say to make that all right?" Dean looks at Sam, but he just looks away. Dean looks away as well. Dean gets up off the hood and gets in the car. Me and Sam follow. Dean's definitely coming to my room tonight. We got back to Bobby's and head to sleep as soon as we get there. Dean comes into my room like I thought and started cuddling with me. "You're important to me to." He says after a while.
"I know."
"I didn't mention you earlier, but you're my rock." I kiss the top of his head.
"You're mine too, Dean."
To Be Continued...
Well, there you go guys! Who do you think Kate will end up with? She's pretty close to Dean right now, but she's close to Sam as well. Place your bets now. Anyways, I hope you guys have an amazing day! Bye guys!