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We made our way up the front steps of our old house for the second time in jus a matter of hours. Sam knocked on the door and after a few moments there were some shuffling noises and the door opened.
"Hey, what are you guys doing here?" Jenny asked as she held Richie in her arms and she looked frazzled.
"Hey, Jenny. This is our friend, Missouri," Sam gently introduced. I think he caught that something was going on.
"If it's not too much trouble," Dean started, "we were hoping to shower her the old house. You know, for old time's sake." Oh, Dean, you think you're so good that girls will do anything you ask. Idiot.
"You know, this isn't a good time. I'm kinda busy." She moved as if she was about to shut the door in our faces. Missouri slapped Dean upside the head, catching us all off guard, and Jenny froze with her hand on the door.
"Ow!"
"Give the poor girl a break, can't you see she's upset?" Missouri shook her head at Dean before turning to Jenny. "Forgive this boy, he means well, he's just not the sharpest tool in the shed, but hear me out." I was stunned and by the looks on Sam and Dean's faces I could tell they were too. No one talked to or about Dean that way and this lady we just met was crossing that invisible line. I snickered trying to hold back from laughing outright.
"About what?" Jenny curiously asked.
"About this house," Missouri nodded to the old house.
"What are you talking about?"
"I think you know what I'm talking about. You think there's something in this house, something that wants to hurt your family. Am I mistaken?" Looks like Missouri's mind reading was going to save this girl and her families lives.
"Who are you?" she questioned.
"We're people who can help, who can stop this thing. But you're going to need to trust us, just a little." Jenny looked unsure but after a few seconds she opened the door all the way and stepped to the side to let us in.
Missouri led the way upstairs into Sari's bedroom. "If there's a dark energy around here, this room should be the center of it."
Sam and I shared a look of confusion before I asked, "Why?"
"This is the room everything took place in," she explained. Dean started walking around the room and pulled an EMF meter out of his pocket. "That an EMF?"
"Yeah," Dean answered, sounding a little impressed with himself because he made it.
"Amateur," she muttered. Dean shot daggers at the back of her head. "Boy, don't you use that look on me." Haha! I actually did laugh out loud. Just a little. Dean hit me in the back of the head before nudging Sam and showing him that the EMF was going crazy. "I don't know if you kids should be disappointed or relieved, but this ain't the thing that took your mom."
"Wait, are you sure?" Sam wasn't the only one that needed confirmation and she just nodded. "How do you know?"
"It isn't the same energy I felt last time I was here. It's something different."
Dean glanced around the room, "What is it?"
"Not it," she corrected, "them. There's more than one spirit in this place."
"What are they doing here?" I asked. I had never heard of two spirits infecting the same place before.
"They're here because of what happened to your family. You see, all those years ago, real evil came to you. It walked this house. That kind of evil leaves wounds and sometimes wounds get infected."
"I don't understand," I heard Sam say before I walked out of the room. On the way here Dean forced me to take my pain medication and I was starting to feel the affects. I needed some air; I hated the feeling they gave me. I walked out the front door and just sat on the front steps with my back resting against the railing. A few minutes later the door opened and I cracked my eyes to see Sam and Dean looking down at me with worried faces.
"Oh, calm down boys. She's just high as a kite from those pills she finally took." I giggled…I actually fucking giggled! God I hated these meds. "I know honey, but you feel better now, don't you?" Missouri asked from God knows where. I couldn't see her anywhere and come to think of it I couldn't even see my brothers anymore all I could see was black. I quietly started to panic when her sweet voice hit my ears again. "Baby girl, open your eyes. That's why you can't see anything." When I opened my eyes Sam still looked worried while Dean had a grin on his face and was holding back his laughter. "Don't just stand there, boy!" She slapped the back of Dean's head again. "Help your sister to the car!"
Fifteen minutes later we were all sitting around Missouri's dining room table and she was placing various items down in front of us. I wasn't paying attention thought I was too distracted by my colorful paint swirled nails.
"So, what is all of this stuff anyways?" Dean asked looking up from the items to lock eyes with Missouri.
"Angelica root, van van oil, crossroad dirt, and a few other odds and ends." She listed off gesturing to the different items. "Kat, dear, you better stop picking at your nails before there's nothing left." I huffed out a breath and tried to pay more attention to what was going on around me.
"Yeah?" Dean questioned unimpressed. "What are we supposed to do with them?"
"We're going to put them in the walls in the north, south, east, and west corners on each floor of the house." Is that a shiny spoon on the table? Oh, wow! I can see my reflection. Why am I upside down? Is my nose really that big? When did my face start- where'd the spoon go? I looked around and found it in Missouri's hand. She gave me a pointed look, "Try and pay attention, Kat."
Sam rolled his eyes at me and asked, "And this'll destroy the spirits?"
"It should. It should purify the house completely. We'll eat take a floor but we work fast. Once the spirits realize what we're up to things are going to get bad."
"Look," Jenny started, "I'm not sure I'm comfortable leaving you guys here alone."
Missouri was unfazed and kept her calm as if she had already anticipated this. "Just take your kids to the movies or somethin' and it'll be over by the time you get back."
Even though she still looked unsure Jenny packed her kids up in the car and left.
"Alright, you're with me," Dean stated and it took me a moment to realize he was talking to me.
I scoffed and questioned, "Why can't I go by myself?"
He gave me a look. "Twenty minutes ago, you face-planted walking out of Missouri's house."
"So, I'll stay with you," I walked towards him, grabbing onto his jacket sleeve as I stumbled. We made our way to the kitchen where Dean punched a hole in the wall with an axe. I watched, very confused in my high state, as a drawer began to open on its own. Surely this wasn't happening, right? It was just the drugs. Had to be.
I looked over to Dean who was shoving a little baggie into the wall. That's when I heard it and by the look on Dean's face he heard it too. He pushed me to the ground and threw himself on top of me just as a knife stuck in the cabinet right where we were standing moments before.
Before I knew what was going on Dean turned the table on its side and a bunch of knives lodged themselves into it. "How does that even happen?!" I exclaimed.
"Shhh," Dean put his hand over my mouth and put a finger to his lip telling me not to speak.
There were loud thumping noises coming from upstairs so Dean pulled me to my feet and guided me up the stairs but not before I tripped over my own two feet.
"Sam!" Dean let go of me and ran into the room our brother was in. I walked in the room just as Dean kicked a hole on the wall and threw the baggie in. In an instant there was a blinding white light filled the room and almost knocked me off my feet. They got the cord off from around his neck and Dean pulled Sam into a bone crushing hug.
"You sure this is over?" Sam asked Missouri after it had been a few hours.
"I'm sure. Why? Why do you ask?"
"Never mind," he sighed, "It's nothing I guess."
"Hello?" Jenny called out, "We're home." She walked into the kitchen and looked around shocked. "What happened?!"
"Hi, sorry. Um, we'll pay for all of this," Dean offered.
"Don't you worry," Missouri reassured, "Dean's going to clean up this mess." Dean didn't move. "Well, what are you waiting for, boy? Get the mop," he turned his back and began walking away. "And don't cuss at me!"
"Why are we still here?" I wondered out loud to my brothers as we sat in the Impala outside our old house. It was night time and the high feeling was finally gone. I was going to try to hold off on taking any more for now.
"I agree. Tell me again, what are we still doin' here?" Dean chipped in.
"I don't know," Sam answered, "I just…I still have a bad feeling." Great, more of Sam's feelings. We will probably never leave because he's going to fall in love with Jenny and some how convince Dean to stay here for awhile and…
"Why?" Dean cut off my inner monologue. "Missouri did her whole Zelda Rubenstein thing, the house should be clean, it should be over."
"Yeah, well, probably but I just want to make sure that's all."
"Yeah, well, problem is I could be sleeping in a bed right now," Dean grumbled.
"I second that," I agreed. I already had my eyes shut and I could hear Dean shift in his seat.
"Guys!" Came Sam's panicked voice, "Guys, look!" He pointed to Jenny's bedroom window where she was screaming and banging on the glass for help.
"You guys grab the kids, I'll get Jenny," Dean instructed. We all jumped out of the car and ran into the house. Sam was right, something was happening.
I ran to Richie's room and picked him up still wrapped in his blanket and ran like hell down the stairs with Sam and Sari hot on my heels. When we got to the kitchen we stopped for a moment. A moment too long because Sam and I went flying, crashing into the walls. Thankfully, I had set Richie down and I saw Sari pick him up and run screaming from the house.
Sam and I were being held by an invisible force to the wall. We looked up as a figure on fine appeared and he gave me a reassuring look just as Dean came hurdling into the room with his shotgun at the ready.
"Sam! Kat!" he called, warning us to take cover.
"No, don't! Don't!" Sam shouted. Dean and I both looked at him like he was Medusa.
"What? Why?!" We yelled at the same time.
"Because I know who it is. I can see her now," he looked at the figure in front of us. The firs began to vanish and when it did. Oh shit.
"Mom?" Why Dean and I have been talking at the same time lately is beyond me.
"Kids," mom said, looking to each of us. "I'm so sorry."
"For what?" Sam asked.
She looked at him with remorse in her eyes but didn't say anything. She stepped away and looked up to the ceiling. "You get out of my house and let go of my children."
She burst into flames and vanished taking with her the invisible force.
"Now it's over."
"Thanks for these." Jenny had handed Dean the only pictures of our family that existed.
"Don't thank me, they're yours," she replied as Dean put the box of pictures into the trunk.
"Sam, you ready?" Dean called over and he nodded as he stood up from the front porch.
"Don't you kids be strangers," Missouri requested.
"We won't," I smiled.
After we finished out goodbyes I climbed into the backseat and made myself more comfortable for the long drive. It was weird being home. But in a good way? I don't know. All I know is that I hope that it is a very long time before we come back.
Please let us know how you liked it! I also just wanted to let you all know that I will be skipping Asylum because I'm not sure how to write it. I can alway write it at a different time. If any of you have an idea for Asylum please PM me and share your ideas with me!