Lark, Dean and Sam have been rescued but Christina is still out there. Is Christina a danger to innocents that walk the street? Will she be able to be found before anything else happens? Let's read and find out!
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Chapter Thirteen
Lark closed her eyes and listened to Dean's voice down the hall talking to the doctor. She felt tears sliding down her face as she knew that what she had said about Christina was true and that Dean was having a hard time believing it. She had a small amount of fear Dean secretly hated her for saying all those things.
Silence enveloped her as she lay there, making her believe she had fallen asleep and the blood transfusion was somehow involved. Her eyes opened and she saw she was indeed in the hospital but the area around her was frozen in time. Dean was standing next to the doctor who was in the middle of saying something. Her eyes scanned and stopped when she saw a small black dot hovering in the air. As she squinted her eyes she saw it was a fly.
"Don't worry. You're not dead or asleep." A voice she didn't recognize said. It had the same softness as Castiel and Lark glanced around until she saw a figure sitting in the corner of her room. The figure stood up and she saw that is was a woman in a silk gray, flowing dress. Her hair was long and looked like it was the same shade as her dress. Her beauty was far more impressive then any model or actress Lark had admired in her life. "Do not fear me, Lark." the woman said smiling sweetly as she walked, more like glided towards her, before gently holding her hand. "My name is none of your concern but I am a friend. In fact I've been a friend for as long as you have known Christina."
"So is that why you know my name?" Lark asked and the woman nodded. "Why are you here?"
"You met with a young child; someone Castiel had confirmed was a Power. Well, that Power is more important to you and will only return if you want her to."
"What do you mean?"
The woman smiled and Lark felt soothing warmth spreading through her veins before it circled in her chest. All the pain Lark had experienced in her life vanished from her mind. All the nightmares she had suffered through were nothing more then a small dot on an extravagant painting. "Dean and you are meant for each other. But I'm not going to force you two into something you both aren't ready for. That Power that seems to be following you is a future child of yours and Dean. Even if you were not to end up with him, she will be there to protect you and help you when you need her."
Lark felt her stomach clench as if she had a child moving inside. Her free hand moved and landed on the top of it as she imagined what it would be like to have a life growing inside of her. Her mind raced with what the woman was telling her and questions as to why she was there in the first place. Memories of when she was in the hospital in Wyoming came flooding back and she remembered the look on her face when Dean came in wearing a plain wedding band and she with a matching one. She remembered the feeling of having a new life growing inside her. The joy she felt shooting through her as she witnessed the same joy in Dean's eyes. But she knew this wasn't real. Just like in her comatose state. This was something that could happen. Something that if she wanted could happen.
The woman smiled and let go of her hand. The sensation in Lark's stomach vanished as well as the warmth she had felt. She felt tears blurring her vision a the sudden loss of that moment when it felt like a child moved within her. Lark blinked away the tears and pulled the strength to be strong from the depths of her soul. She had to have a clear head to understand all that was happening to her and to be able to help her friend.
"You are now healed, child. Heed my warning. Christina is indeed in need of help. She has a darkness within her that will destroy her if it is not stopped." She reached into a pocket and handed her a small vial with what looked like water inside. "Go find a woman by the name of Missouri Mosley. She will help you understand what is wrong with Christina. Take this vial with you as proof you met with me."
"But..." Lark felt herself sink through the hospital bed before everything around her went on as if nothing had happened. Only the name, Missouri Mosley, still lingered in her mind.
"...we just need to make sure everything is well with her before she could be released." The doctor's voice was polite and hopeful as both the doctor and Dean stopped next to the bed. "If she passes certain tests she could leave within the hour."
"Well, let's get testing. I would hate to see my girlfriend try and escape this place." Dean chuckled knowing full well that Lark would indeed try and escape the room. The doctor gave Dean a friendly chuckle in return and looked down at Lark.
"Alright you ready for the tests?" he asked and Lark nodded hoping that the feeling of warmth wasn't a dream, that it was an angel who was healing her.
The doctor motioned his hand allowing the nurse to come inside pushing in a wheelchair and Dean and the doctor helped Lark out of bed and into it. Lark let her hand slide on top of Dean's hand her eyes looking directly into his silently asking him to be there when she got back. Dean's face lit up momentarily with a smile reassuring that he would indeed be there when she returned.
~DSCWIN~
Sam nearly jumped out of his skin when his cellphone started to ring with a local number. He glanced over at Bobby who pulled to the side of the road so that in case he needed to turn around he could without bringing the police.
"Hello?" Sam answered cautiously.
"Sam...oh thank god..." It was Christina. She sounded scared and out of breath as though she had been running a marathon. "Sam where are you?"
"I'm on the corner of 5th and I-40. Why? Are you in trouble?"
"No...I mean I don't think so..." her voice drifted away for a second and Sam concluded she must be on a payphone in town. "Sam...Can you pick me up? I'm scared...I don't remember coming into this town. Last thing I remember was seeing Lark getting attacked, us running after the vampire then standing on a street corner alone."
Sam could hear his sister choke back a few sobs as he tried to picture where she was.
"Alright go find some place warm. We'll come to you."
"Alright...there's a Biggerson's behind me. I'll be there."
"Sounds good." Sam heard the line go dead and waited for a minute before hearing the call ending. "She's at a Biggerson's near a pay phone." Sam looked down at his phone as he went online to search for how many Biggerson's there were in the town. "There's one on First Avenue and Maple Drive."
"I know that place. That's three blocks from where we found the chard body." Bobby knew it shouldn't have been that easy to find her, but it was a great place to start.
"So we might have missed her when we left."
"Don't beat yer-self up boy. We found her. That's what's important." Sam nodded in silent agreement. He hoped they would find his sister there. But with the fact she couldn't remember what had happened made him worried it wasn't truly his sister he would see.
~DSCWIN~
Christina huddled in her booth looking with weary eyes at the door not wanting to catch unwanted attention so she tried to act as normal as possible. The waitress had come by and had given her a menu and a glass of water, but nothing on the menu sounded appealing. Her whole body shook as she tried to remain calm. Her stomach growled but she ignored its pleas for food.
"You know you should eat." A sultry familiar voice caused Christina's spine to shiver as she looked up seeing Spencer sitting across from her his face just as smug as before. "After all, food does the body good."
"What..." Christina started before stopping and looking around seeing that nobody was paying any attention to her. She took a sip of her water and leaned in closer at the table keeping her voice and eyes low; afraid she might be taken once again by the monster. "What are you doing here? Why can't you just leave me the hell alone?"
"Because I own you human. Your soul is mine and there's nothing anyone can do for you. Don't you remember me saying that if I die you die too? Well, tick tock. Your time is almost up."
Christina let out a small gasp and jumped out of her seat making several people turn to look at her erratic behavior. She quickly ran out of the building to get away, afraid what would have happened if she stayed. Once she was outside she saw hundreds of different people hanging by their wrists on metal stands appearing around her. She backed up trying to get away from them when she felt herself run into one. She turned around getting ready to run if she had to until she froze, her mouth open in shock. She shook her head as she recognized one in particular and seeing it was Frank. His dark lifeless eyes stared at her as she walked closer to him.
"F...Frank?" her voice trembled as she reached out to touch the older man's face. Tears slowly filling her eyes. Strangely she saw Frank's head look up at her. "What is happening to me?"
"Christy!" Sam's voice shattered the images around her and she noticed she was standing in the middle of the street. People stopped on their walks with their cell phones pressed to their ears. Christina slowly turned around seeing that a few cars had stopped and had been honking at her before Sam arrived.
"Sammy..." Christina mumbled before dropping to her knees and gripping the side of her head. Tears flowed out of her eyes as Spencer's voice kept echoing his last sentence.
"...Tick tock. Your time is nearly up..." Christina let out a muffled scream of pain and fear as Spencer's voice continued to echo in her head. "I die you die. Because I own you."
Christina didn't feel the strong, soft loving hands of her brother as he gently lifted her to her feet. She didn't feel his arm wrapping around her shoulders as he led her out of the street and onto a sidewalk. She did however feel something sharp press into the side of her neck which made her legs grow weak and the world swirl into color before fading into darkness as her mind shut down.
~DSCWIN~
Sam was trembling when he quickly carried her bridal style away from the eyes of the people and to the car. There were people who continued to stay and ponder what they had seen, however no cops were called and life began to go back as normal.
"Did the drugs take effect?" Bobby asked as Sam carefully placed his sister in the back of the Impala.
Sam nodded as he watched his sister slump over onto the seat. "She should be out for a while. Hopefully it will be just enough to find out what the hell is wrong with her. This is escalating really fast."
Bobby nodded in agreement as they watched Christina's eyes start to twitch and she began to mumble.
"I'm worried about her." Sam mumbled his mind going back to when he was plagued by countless nightmares and knew his sister was suffering through one. "Do you think we should take her back to your house? Maybe keep her locked up in the panic room for her to decompress and until we can figure out what to do?"
"Not a smart idea." Bobby answered as they pulled back into the flow of traffic. "You remember being locked up when you were hooked on demon blood. You think she will think that would be a great idea?"
"No...I don't think she would..." Sam muttered fishing through his pockets pulling out his cell phone as he heard it ring. "Hey Dean." he answered. "What's up?"
~DSCWIN~
Dean stood inside the room of the hospital waiting for Lark to come in dressed and ready to leave. "Hey, Sam...Lark's ready to leave the hospital."
"That's good to hear." Sam replied. "Well, I thought I'd let you know since I have you on the phone. We got Christy. She's...asleep now."
"How's she doing?" Dean asked seeing Lark speaking with the doctor who was shaking her hand.
"A little out of it. But I think after some needed rest and relaxation I think she'll be alright."
"Yeah, I think we all need some R&R." Dean said smiling warmly as Lark walked up to him. "What's your ETA?"
"About five minutes."
"Alright. We'll be waiting out front." Dean didn't wait for Sam to say anything back before he ended the call. "So, I think you need to tell me how you managed to be walking out of the hospital. I mean, I was looking forward to pushing you in a wheel chair like last time."
"Last time was because I was high on pain meds." Lark said blushing slightly as Dean wrapped his arm around her waist and walked her out the door. "Dean..."
"I'm not trying to push a relationship on you...I just want you to feel safe." Lark gave him a quizzical look. "I believe that my sister is acting strange. Her quick act of anger is not normal. I don't want to make you feel threatened but until we can figure out what is wrong I would like you to stay close to me or Sam."
"Sam said the same thing." Lark said shivering slightly as they stepped out of the hospital doors. "So...I guess the car is a loss..."
"Not entirely. I called the number. I told the guy what was going on and he's planning on dropping your car off at the hotel. I've already paid him."
"How...?"
"I have my ways." Dean said giving his sly smile that made her stomach flip and her body warm with anticipation. He chuckled when he saw the light sparkle in her eyes but turned and didn't press the matter further. His arm dropped from her waist when he saw his Baby slowly drive up and stop with the back doors directly in front of them.
The stop made Christina twitch but she remained asleep. Dean opened the door and moved his sister to a sitting position before sliding in first separating Lark and Christina. He thought Lark would feel more comfortable and just in case Christina came to and tried to attack, he would be able to stop her. Lark got in and looked over at her friend, concern and worry on her face wondering how she could help her. Dean glanced at Lark who subconsciously leaned her head on his shoulder trying to work out a plan in her head.