Chapter 14: Haunting
"Lets do this." Dean stated as we pulled up in front of the house. We opened and closed our doors at the same time and met at the front of the car. I started heading for the door but he pulled me back to him.
"We don't split up, no matter what. Deal?" He requested.
"Deal." I agreed. He took a deep breath and grabbed my hand before we walked into the old abandoned house together.
It was the common haunted house. The dusty, cobwebbed, floor-creaking, Scooby-Doo looking thing that almost made you sick to your stomach. But we had to go in and kill whatever was killing people.
Something to add to my new learning's about the paranormal world… people were just as stupid as creatures. Their curiosity was incurable and it only got them into trouble. Hence the fact that four people had been found dead in the past ten years in this mansions courtyards.
Yes, it was a mansion. The whole guest house, pillars, dead gardens deal which only made it creepier.
"So this is a spirit, so we just do some weird voodoo trick and it leaves?" I whispered.
"There is a couple of ways, the first is to find out who lived here and who is haunting it and burn their bones. But since Sam isn't completely useless even though he is like a million miles away, he researched it for us and found out that the bodies were cremated. So then there is the thing that my dads friend Missouri told us about purifying a house… which is what we are doing…" He told me. He pulled six little bags out of his bag and handed three to me.
We had to put them in the corners of the house. But we had to do it fast otherwise the spirits would catch on and we would die. Which was why we were doing this in daylight. It was less scary.
"If we are supposed to do this fast then how are we going to stick together?" I asked. He sighed and let go of my hand.
"I don't think we can… I wanted us to, just to keep safe but it isn't looking possible, not if we want to make it out of here." He replied.
"Then let's work fast. I want to keep my life." I retorted. I heard his smirk and then he grabbed my hand again.
"Ok, I'll take the upstairs, you take down here. And if anything goes wrong, get the hell out and don't come looking for me." He said. I rolled my eyes.
"Like that's going to happen." I muttered. He just shook his head.
"When you are done, get to the car, I'll meet you out there." He told me before heading up the stairs.
I took a deep breath and did my job. It was quick and I didn't have any problems. However, fifteen minutes after I was done I heard a loud bang from upstairs. Dean told me not to, but like I listened. I ran up the stairs, not missing a breath and found an invisible force holding Dean up against a wall and choking him. I didn't really know how to make it stop, to I grabbed a tree limb that had fallen in through the window and started swinging in that direction.
It didn't get rid of the spirit, but it pissed it off enough to get it off of Dean. I heard him choking and coughing, but the spirit had decided to take form in front of me. It was some young woman, around twenty five. She was gorgeous, but her eyes were full of pure evil. And she started heading towards me.
"Shit…" I mumbled as she crept closer and closer. I looked over at Dean, who was still struggling to get his breath and composure back. So I had to fight off this thing with a stick, and it wasn't working.
"Dean…" I said loudly. He looked up and saw what was happening. And as if by some miracle, he quit trying to get it together, grabbed the dropped bag of herbs and threw it in a hole in the wall. The spirit vanished.
"You ok?" I asked, running over to him.
"Yeah I'm fine…" He said, but he barely had a voice.
"You know, you are supposed to be this amazing hunter, and yet I am always saving your ass Winchester. Why is that?" I teased softly. He laughed a little and looked up.
"Because you distract me." He replied. I smiled back at him and helped him up.
"Let's get the hell out of here." I said. And that's what we did.
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"So I have a plan." I told Dean as I plopped down on the bed next to him on my stomach. He looked down at me and put his hand on my back.
"And what is that?" He asked.
"Let's find a small town in the middle of no where… turn off our cell phones and just stay for like two days and just rest… no hunting no traveling no nothing…" I said. He smiled and shifted positions so that he was lying next to me.
"Tired?" He replied.
"So you can tell?" I said.
It was true. I was exhausted. And I had only been on three hunts. I wanted to find this demon and all… but I also just wanted to rest and now, spend time with Dean. Time without wondering if we were going to die the next day.
"Me to, but there aren't any sick days in this job." He told me. I sighed.
"What about sleep days?" I tried… he shook his head and laughed some.
"Nope sorry…" He said. I was going to have to toughen my game. I sat up and positioned myself so I was semi-hovering over him.
"What about sleep with Dean days? I'm sure you wouldn't mind those…" I said in a low voice. His goofy grin changed a little.
"No, I definitely wouldn't…" He whispered. Our eyes met, so we kissed. That was our thing.
The kiss lasted a long time… but my phone rang.
"Our friends and families time is shit." I mumbled before reaching over Dean and grabbing my phone off the night stand. It was Sam.
"Why the hell didn't you call your brother? His cell is in the car." I grumbled into the receiver.
"I take it that I interrupted something that I don't want to know about." It was Sara's voice that I heard. I got a little bit happier.
"Not yet, but if you had waited ten more minutes then yes, you probably would have." I told her. "Why are you calling from Sam's phone?"
"He was teaching me how to use some really powerful gun a couple weeks ago, and I had my phone in my back pocket, well the after shock when I pulled the trigger kind of scared me so I fell and landed on my phone… it broke." She explained. I laughed some.
"Way to go fearless." I joked.
"Hey you're a city girl to. The closest thing I have ever heard to a shot that loud was in the IMAX when we were like…. twelve. Come on now…" She defended.
"Yeah but I didn't fall on my ass the first time I tried to shoot a gun." I retorted.
"Ok, I decide that hanging out with Dean has made you mean. By the way can I talk to him?" She asked.
"Yeah sure… bye Sara." I said laughing some. I handed the phone over to Dean who took I a little reluctantly.
'Not Over' He mouthed with a wink. I burst into giggles and kissed him on the forehead before getting off the bed and walking over to the small table in the corner.
"Hey Sara, what's up? Is Sam ok?" I heard Dean ask, It was a few seconds before I heard him again.
"Yeah that happens sometimes… whatever you do, if he isn't looking like he is in major amounts of pain, just don't wake him up." I head.
"Yes I'm serious. Look there is a reason, and when the time is right he will tell you. But if he isn't screaming bloody murder or shaking like a mad man… don't wake him up." Dean ordered. They said goodbyes and hung up.
"Sam's having visions and she's freaking out…" I guessed.
"Yeah, I wonder why he hasn't told me about them…" Dean wondered.
"Maybe they aren't anything big; maybe not even supernatural just scary." I said as I walked back over to where he was sitting.
"Probably…" He said still staring into space. It was unbelievably cute how much he cared about Sam. They were the best kind of brothers… even though they would never admit it, they were also each others best friends.
"How are those bruises doing?" I asked as I placed my fingers on his neck. There were six purple marks, three on either side of his neck.
"I've had worse." He told me as I traced my fingers along the marks.
"Be careful from now on ok?" I asked quietly, looking down. His hand reached for my chin and tilted it up so I was looking into his eyes.
"I'm going to be fine. Sometimes hits are harder then other, like this one is nothing…" He tried to make things better. But my insecurities were still there.
"I know…" I said weakly, giving him a small smile. He sighed and pulled me into his arms.
"So where were we earlier…" He started. I laughed some and looked up at him.
"A little bit passed here…" I said before kissing him again.