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Chapter 2
"Again, I'm blindfolded because why?" Dorian drawled. The boys had insisted about a half an hour ago that Dorian put a bandanna over her eyes. She didn't like surprises from them, not anymore. She especially didn't like it when the surprise involved them traveling to some unknown destination.
Dean glanced back at her and smirked. "If we told you why you were blindfolded it would kind of defeat the purpose of making you cover your eyes wouldn't it?"
"Relax, Dorian," Sam said. "You're going to like this. I promise."
Dorian's dream came flitting back to her. That horrible voice in her head repeating over and over that they had already broken their promise once before. She physically shook her head to get rid of the thoughts. They weren't leaving her again. That was the new thought she kept telling herself over and over.
Sam helped Dorian out of the backseat. Somehow her feet wrapped around each other, and she fell into his arms. Sam smiled and shook his head. He helped her up right and she held onto his arm.
Laughter and the other sounds of adults and screaming children filled her ears. Car doors slamming, the sound of running feet. Dorian had no idea where the hell she was.
"You ready for this?" Dean asked. He was excited for Dorian. Besides Graceland they had never really taken time off to have some fun. He hoped that it would ease her mind a little bit and that maybe, just maybe, she'd get a decent nights sleep.
She snorted. "As long as it means I can take off the blindfold."
Sam chuckled. "Yeah you can take it off now."
Dorian pulled the bandanna from her head. She blinked a few to times to get her eyes adjusted to the sunlight. When she regained focus, she smiled.
She looked over her shoulder at Dean. "Are you serious?" Dean shrugged with a smile and she turned her head back to the sight before her.
Monstrous roller coasters and rides were swirling in front of them. People were laughing and screaming, having the best time of their lives. Vender's had booths spread across the park, and were calling out to people, trying to con them into playing their already rigged game.
"We figured we all needed a little down time," Sam told her.
Dean continued, "And we figured you'd never been to a theme park before, so we thought it would be fun if we all went. Of course if you prefer we can just get back in the car and go find something evil to kill."
Dorian stuck her tongue out at him. Dean smirked. It was nice to see a little of the old Dorian. She walked over and interlinked her arms with theirs so she was walking in the middle and the three went inside.
"No way," Dean said adamantly. "Forget about it. I am not getting on that thing."
They were standing in front of a caged ride called the Ripper. It was sort of like a ferris wheel, only you were locked inside a cage that swung back and forth. Dorian and Sam had been arguing with Dean for the last twenty minutes to go on it with them. The answer hadn't even swayed toward yes and Dorian was getting fed up.
She cocked out her hip and crossed her arms over her chest. "Fine, you stay here while Sam and I go have some fun."
Dean shrugged and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Fine with me."
Dorian grabbed Sam's hand and they ran in the line. She looked over at him. "You know for someone who fights things that are evil as all hell, you're brother is a big chicken when it comes to a lot of mundane things."
The ride attendant opened the door and Dorian dove inside.
"Give him a little credit." Sam scooted in next to her. "I think the whole plain thing is still getting to him."
The attendant secured their seat belts and then the door. A few moments later they went up a notch. The ride stopped so the attendant could let on the next people.
She shrugged. "Yeah, but I mean that was different. The ride isn't haunted." She gestured around her. "It's completely safe, but he won't even try it."
"He's stubborn."
She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. "You both are."
"Hey I resent that."
She snorted. "More like resemble."
Dorian laughed at the look of mock surprise on his face. They went up another notch and stopped so they could let on more people. She smiled at Sam eagerly. "I wish they'd hurry up."
He smiled. "I guess you're having a good time then."
She looked over at him, eyes twinkling. "Are you kidding? My dad never let me do anything like this! Even when the carnival was a town over and everyone else went, I was never allowed."
"Well things are different now," He said putting an arm around her. "Dean and I are determined so show you a little bit of fun."
The ride started up again, and this time they went full circle. Their cage started swinging and they used their weight to up the momentum. Sam and Dorian laughed and screamed. Sam was glad to see Dorian smiling. Through out the day the brothers had seen more and more of Dorian's old self peaking through the guarded, pained Dorian they had come to know.
The ride jerked and came to a screeching halt leaving them on the side, midway between the top and the bottom. "What the hell?" Sam asked.
They looked around them through the cage. Flames began bellowing out from the center gears near the bottom.
"This can not be good," Dorian said getting a little nervous. Smoke slipped through the holes in the cage.
"We need to get out of here." Sam said, unbuckling his seatbelt.
He stood up and pushed on the cage of the door. It latched from the outside so people couldn't inadvertently fall out.
"Watch out," He said through a cough. He pushed Dorian farther back in her seat and moved to the back of the cage. He lifted his leg and kicked the door with as much force as he could. Pain shot through his leg as it bounced off the door. He ignored it. He knew he had to get them out of there before they burned to death. Two more tries and the door busted open.
The smoke was thicker and they were both coughing. The flames were isolated in the center at the bottom. They would have to climb down most of the way and jump the rest. It wasn't a far drop. Sam estimated it as the same height from the top of a one story house. He could make it. He just didn't know if Dorian could.
"Can you climb down?" Sam asked. His eyes began tearing.
Dorian nodded and covered her mouth with her hand. Sam pulled her up and they moved towards the door.
"I'll go first," Sam said. It wasn't cowardice by any means. If Dorian slipped or started to fall, Sam wanted to be able to grab her. If she was below him he wouldn't be able to do that.
He eased himself out and made his way around to the bar. He grabbed hold of it and crawled across to the center frame. He turned his head and watched Dorian crawl out, following the same path he had taken. He took a few steps down so he wouldn't be in Dorian's way.
"Come on Dorian," He yelled. He watched her crawl out and grab onto the bar. He held his breath as she started crawling across. Dorian was stronger than she had been, but watching her hanging fifty feet above the ground with nothing between her and the concrete, well it still made him nervous.
Dorian was half way across when the cage door above them snapped open. Sam looked up and saw a man with dark hair stick his head out the door. He was around Sam's age, watching them with fearful eyes.
Dorian made it to the center pole and latched on tight. She took a step down. The ride creaked and began to tilt. Dorian screamed and held on with an iron grip. Her heart jumped to her throat. The ride lurched, but didn't completely collapse. Dorian suddenly felt like she was climbing down the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
"Help!" Someone screamed.
Dorian's head shot up to the cage above hers. A girl was hanging from the cage. Her long dark hair billowed in the wind and smoke. Her feet dangled in the air. The man who had kicked the door open was lying just inside, unconscious.
Dorian looked down at Sam. "We have to do something!"
Sam was in a bind. He knew they should help the girl hanging from the cage. If the ride tilted again he didn't know if she'd be able to hang on. Then again if they were climbing across the bar to the cage, he didn't know if Dorian would be able to hang on.
If the flames got to high, they'd never be able to drop down. On the other hand if they waited to long the ride could decide to fall completely killing them both. His heart was torn between saving the girl and getting Dorian to safety.
Dorian looked up at the girl and then back down at Sam. "I've got an idea." She turned away from him and quickly began climbing up towards the bar that led to the girls cage.
He was about to yell at her not to, but Dorian was smart. She knew what she was doing. Then again, he reminded himself, she had been throwing herself at danger lately. "Dorian, wait!"
She ignored his yells and kept climbing. She couldn't just let the girl fall. Dorian had to at least try. Her foot slipped and she screamed. Her hold on the railing was the only thing that kept her from free falling to the ground.
"Dorian!" Sam yelled, racing up to her.
"I'm okay!" She said. Dorian quickly regained her footing and once again began climbing. Internally her heart was pounding. That had been a close call. She wasn't going to let Sam know that though.
Dorian reached the bar that led to the girls cage and looked over at her. "Hang on. I'm going to help you!"
Dorian pulled herself onto the bar, wrapping her arms and legs around it and began inching herself towards the girl. Her hands were slick with sweat, making it harder to climb in an upward angle, but she was determined. She used her legs to push, and at the same time pulled herself with her hands.
She looked down, seeing the mass of people that had surrounded the ride. She saw lights in the distance, and wished she could admire the view at a better time. Dorian swallowed the lump in her throat and continued inching across.
She made it to the cage and climbed onto the side, letting out a relieved breath in the process. She only hesitated a moment knowing the girl didn't have much time. She made her way around to the opened door and crawled inside. The man had a large gash on his forehead. Dorian quickly moved him aside and grabbed onto the girls hand. She hoisted her up, at the precise moment that the ride decided to tilt again. Both of them flew in the cage.
Dorian's arm slammed into the bench, hitting so hard it went numb for a slight moment before the pain washed through. She hissed and pulled her arm close to her chest. It wasn't broken, but it was going to have one hell of a bruise.
The girl was clutching the other bench, breathing heavily. She was on the verge of hyperventilating. Dorian grabbed hold of her. Face to face Dorian realized the girl couldn't be much older than sixteen. Her bright blue eyes were wide with the fear that Dorian was feeling on the inside.
"Listen to me! I know you're scared, but I'm going to help you down! We're going to climb down."
She shook her head vigorously. "No, I can't!"
"What's your name?"
"Sh..Sh..Sheila," She stuttered.
"Okay, listen to me Sheila. My name is Dorian. I've already climbed this thing twice and I'm the biggest klutz in the world. If I can do it, you can do it!"
Dorian watched her visibly swallow the lump in her throat. Slowly she nodded. "Good, now listen, you're going to crawl across the same way I did. Wrap your feet around the bar and use your arms to slide down. My friend Sam will be on the other side waiting for you all right?"
Sheila turned towards the man unconscious next to their feet. "My brother."
"I'll take care of him. You go." Dorian took her to the door and helped her onto the cage. "Hold on tight." She held onto Sheila until she was around the side. "Now grab onto the bar. Use your feet to push off the cage." Sheila did as she instructed. "Good. Now wrap your legs around the bar." Again Sheila did as Dorian said. "Good girl. It'll be easy. The bar is angled down. Use the momentum to help you move across. Sam's right on the other side. He'll help you down once you get there."
"I'm right here," Sam told Sheila encouragingly. His words were kind, but he was glaring at Dorian. He understood that she wanted to help these people. They put their lives at risk everyday to save people, but that was a different danger. A danger they understood. They weren't firefighters or EMT's. They sure as hell weren't supermen. This was not the kind of danger they dealt in.
Sam watched Sheila coming across to him. He realized that it wasn't even the fact that she wanted to help them. Sam wanted to help them. There were better ways to go about it. Safer ways. Safer ways that involved Dorian safely on the ground.
It wasn't that Sam didn't think Dorian couldn't handle herself. She had pulled his ass out of a bind on more than one occasion. It was that she was the first to jump into the fire without thinking about the consequences. Dean was right. Dorian was becoming more and more reckless.
Dorian waited until Sam grabbed onto Sheila and then she pulled herself back in the cage. She knelt down next to the unconscious man. "Hey." She gently slapped his face. The ride lurched again. Dorian wasn't ready for it and fell back, smacking the back of her head into the cage.
Stars danced in front of her vision. They quickly dissipated leaving the world not only tilted, but spinning as well Dorian shook her head, shrugging off the dizziness. She crawled back over to the man. "Hey!" She yelled slapping him harder. "Wake up!"
He moaned and lolled his head. His eyes fluttered open. "Wha..."
"Listen, I know you've got a gaping head wound and a headache the side of Montana, but you need to get up! We've got to get off this thing before it smashes into the ground!"
He looked around wildly for a moment and then shook his head. He nodded and Dorian helped him sit up. He looked up at her, realization flitting into his eyes. "Sheila?"
"On her way down. Now move your ass!"
Dorian stood up. A wave of dizziness passed over her. She stumbled back.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
She nodded. "Yeah I'm fine. Go, I'll be right behind you." He had a nasty gash on his forehead and he was bleeding like a stuck pig, and he was fine. She had only bumped her head, and she was having dizzy spells every few seconds. That was just her luck.
By the time Dorian helped the man onto the bar, fireman were down below dousing the flames. Sam and Sheila were already on the ground. Dean was standing next to his brother and they were all looking up at her.
Dorian slipped herself around the cage and onto the bar. For the third time she crawled across it, pausing every so often to keep her bearings. She hadn't realized she'd hit her head that hard. Dorian reached the core of the ride and began climbing down.
Dorian was about twenty feet up and the firemen had put out most of the flames. The guy was several feet below her. Looking down had been a bad idea she realized. Another wave of dizziness hit her, and she lost her footing.
"Dorian!" She heard Dean yell.
She knew he was far away, but she realized his voice shouldn't have sounded so distorted. Dorian held onto the railing as the world spun around her. The edges of her vision were hazed. She was going to pass out.
She rested her head against the bars. She willed herself to keep awake. If she passed out Dorian knew her life was over.
Stars added to the blurriness. Dorian pleaded with herself to stay awake. She bit her tongue, hoping the pain would help her regain some focus, but all she succeeded in doing was drawing blood. Things started spinning faster. Blackness started floating up.
Warm, strong arms wrapped around her.
"It's okay," A man's voice said. "I've got you."
She didn't recognize the voice, but she didn't care. Her head lolled back into his chest and then there was nothing.
TBC...
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