Chapter 3: Lucy's revealed
Lucy could hear Kalley no matter where she went. It was a perk really, hearing her every conversation. Especially since it warned her about things like this. She'd heard about the Winchesters before. It was mostly about their father and his capabilities at sending things back to hell but she hadn't heard a lot about his sons. She knew the story of their family, after all, all families had stories and nightmares attached to them. Just like hers did. But whereas Kalley would see the black magic as a nightmare, Lucy saw it as a way to live her life. The way she's always lived it. Magic made her feel safe and wanted, which when she was younger, hadn't been a key concept. She was the youngest out of Kalley and Paige and everything she did reflected it. No matter what she did or how fast she did it, they always beat her out in the end.
But there was something she could always turn to and that was what her mother and father had tried to push back in time. Magic was her safe hatch, the one thing that had made her feel warm and protected. And ever since that book, the one she'd lent to Paige, her life had a purpose.
And she wasn't giving that up. Ever. She didn't care how much blood she had to spill to keep it, but she wasn't letting go. And if that meant she had to kill the Winchesters and her sister to keep it that way, so be it. After all, hadn't Paige, her mother and so many others suffered the same fate?
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Kalley agreed to go with Dean and Sam back to their motel, but only if they could really convince her what was causing this when they got back there. Sam climbed in the back of the Impala and let Kalley have the front seat. He was a real gentleman and she smiled at him through the rear view mirror, which he returned.
As Dean started the engine she placed her knees on the dash to lean in a comfortable position. But Dean instantly smacked her legs and she put them down, sitting back up in her seat.
"No knees on the dash." He said somewhat annoyed. "Sam, get your ass up in this seat now. Its twenty minutes to the motel and I will not have her sit up here denting my baby."
Sam suppressed a laugh as Kalley turned in her seat to look at him. "His baby?"
"Dean's a little…" he chose his words carefully. "Sensitive about his car."
Kalley rolled her eyes and turned back, re-adjusting her seatbelt. "Get a hobby." She said quietly.
It surprised Sam that she was being so bold. Nobody dared talked about Dean's car like that, not to his face. He liked her forwardness, especially when he could tell it annoyed the hell out of Dean.
"I do have a hobby. You're sitting in it."
"Isn't your job like a hobby too? I mean, I'm guessing you don't get money for popping ghosts and whatnot." She was mocking them and she knew it. She didn't necessarily mean to mock them, especially since Sam was such a nice person. But she couldn't admit the fact that they did this, hunted down demons and things. Although the nobleness of their job didn't go un-noticed, if anything she respected that.
"Popping ghosts?" Dean said. Sam shook his head; he should have sat up front. "Popping? This isn't a commercial for haunted Rice Krispies Cereal; this job is what we do. What we were born to do and if we don't do it, a hell of a lot of people die."
She was silenced by that; she'd heard the word death too many times this week. Sam sensed that and changed the subject before she got out of the car while it was still in motion or Dean threw her out.
"You have another sister Kalley right?"
She nodded and turned again to look at him. It was better that way. When she looked at Sam, she could ignore the fact she was sitting by his asshole brother.
"Yeah, I do. Lucy."
"Do you want to call her or tell her where you're headed?"
She wondered how Sam's voice was always so gentle like that. "No I hardly talk to her. She disconnected from the family a long time ago."
Sam scrunched his eyebrows. "What do you mean?" He jerked to the side suddenly as Dean made a sharp turn, avoiding another car.
"Asshole…" Dean was muttering, glancing over the dash to see if anything had scraped his car.
"She's been different since before my mom died, always interested in dark magic and the demons that went with it. We were going to get her some help…"
"Let me guess, your mom died before that could happen." Dean said, keeping his eyes on the road.
Kalley looked at him. "How did you know that?"
Sam and Dean connected eyes in the rear view mirror, having the same thought.
"He's just guessing." Sam covered, drawing Kalley's attention back to him.
Dean pulled into the parking lot of the motel and handed Kalley the keys to their room.
"We're in room 323. Now don't flip out when you get in there, I left weapons out on the bed."
Sam shoved Dean's seat with his knees. "Dude, you left half the artillery in our trunk out on your bed? For the entire world to see?"
"I put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door." He rolled his eyes and stopped suddenly. "I think…"
Sam let out an aggravated sigh. "Kalley don't flip out if the cops are swabbing down for prints either." At that Dean smirked and Sam rolled his eyes. Leave it to Dean to smirk at the word 'swab' and not be worried about the 'cops' part of the sentence.
She nodded and opened the car door. "What are you two going to be doing?"
After I knock the sense back into Dean's head? "We're gonna grab the stuff from the trunk and grab a few cokes from the vending machine. We'll be quick, don't worry."
She smiled slightly and shut the car door, heading to the front of the motel.
Dean and Sam got out of the car and went to the trunk flipping it open. Dean grabbed the rest of the books and handed a few to Sam.
"So what are we thinking? That Paige got possessed by a demon and is now killing people?"
"Paige is dead Dean." Sam said.
Dean nodded and rolled his eyes. "I know that Sam. But in our line of work things don't always stay that way."
"I don't know man; I mean Lucy is the one who gave Paige the book in the first place."
"She could have been just fooling with it, or found the book in the house or at a library for Christ's sake. Paige was the one messing with mojo before she died. So we can assume that a pretty pissed off demon was hauling her body around."
Sam nodded and shut the trunk, pocketing the keys. "And how are we going to explain this to Kalley?"
Dean shrugged. "She's your girlfriend, you do it."
Sam sighed agitated. "Dude, for the last time she's not my girlfriend." He followed Dean up the stairs of the small motel and turned the corner towards their room.
Dean laughed. "Right, you know that she checks you out right? It's not my ass she's lookin' at. It's all PG-15 and up in her brain."
Sam rolled his eyes and let out a tired sigh. "Whatever man. Just drop it."
Dean smiled as Sam knocked on the door for Kalley to let them in. He couldn't quite pinpoint why the hell Sammy was being so hypersensitive about this. It was normal to like girls, to check them out. Hell Dean did it all the time. Maybe it just because Dean was talking about this girl that way was making Sam uncomfortable, like maybe he was into her. The way she was into him.
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"My sister called." Kalley said after she opened the door. "Which is weird, she never calls. I usually have to call her every other week just to see where the hell she is."
"Lucy?" Sam asked. He then felt stupid for saying that, knowing that her only other sister was dead.
She nodded. "I told her to come here; I can talk outside if you want. I was worried that's all and I panicked and…"
Sam put a hand on her shoulder and gave her a calming smile. "No of course you could tell her to come here."
"It's just…she's my sister. I can't lose her too." Kalley smiled slightly trying to be the opposite of what she was really feeling. Sam squeezed her shoulder and Dean rolled his eyes.
If there wasn't sexual tension between them he didn't know what the hell that was.
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There was a knock on their door about an hour later and Kalley made it to the door first, practically running Dean over.
She opened it and took a look at her sister, who was casually leaning against the doorframe.
"Are you ok?" Kalley asked at once. It reminded Sam of something Dean would do. Ask him with concern if he was alright then get angry for scaring the hell outta him.
She nodded; her blonde locks jumping at the side of her face. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just wanted to talk."
Kalley let out a short escape of air and looked to the two boys, who nodded with permission to let Lucy in. Luckily Dean had remembered to put the weapons away. He'd left out some holy water on the table near the books and the Grimoire, although Sam didn't think it made much of a difference; she hadn't come for anything so she wouldn't be looking around.
"This is Sam and Dean." Kalley said shutting the door. "They were friends of Paige."
"Charmed I'm sure." Was all that Lucy said and shook both of their hands. When she touched Sam he got this cold feeling from his head to his toes and he felt like his hand would become numb. He couldn't shake the feeling off after she had let go of him either and he wondered why the hell it'd happened.
Sam took in all Lucy's features at once. Her hair was choppy and blonde unlike Kalley's long flowing brown hair. Her face was a bit pointed at her chin and Kalley had a smooth face, not round, but smooth. Their choice in style differed slightly as well, but you could tell they were related.
"Listen, Kalley I really need that book back."
Alarms started going off in Sam's head and he looked to Dean who was now eyeing the book and Lucy.
"Why?" Kalley asked.
"It was mine. I lent it to Paige, I was going to get it back but when I went over to her dorm they said you cleaned it out."
"You're not still doing that stuff are you?" Kalley asked quietly.
"Why are you whispering?" Lucy asked. "Our heritage isn't embarrassing."
Kalley felt her cheeks turn a rose color and she glanced at Sam. "I just meant that Paige was into that stuff too and look what happened. I just don't want the same thing to happen to you."
"Don't worry about me." Lucy said somewhat harshly and went to get the Grimoire.
Although at the last minute Sam side stepped her, causing her to loose balance and she bumped into the table a little harshly.
"Dude what's your problem?" Lucy asked.
"Lucy!" Kalley exclaimed, embarrassed for her rudeness.
Sam turned to look at her. "It's ok Kalley; only an accident."
Distracted by the bump Lucy didn't notice that the holy water had spilled onto the book and when she lifted it from the table her hand sizzled and smoked and she screamed, dropping it.
That's when Dean knew the rifle he had in his waistband would come in handy. He pulled the .45 Caliber out and waved it at Lucy.
"Hey demon bitch." He taunted.
Lucy whirled around, eyes black as night. She was screeching at Dean from her burnt hand and before Dean could even fire she disappeared before their eyes. She seemed to flicker in and out like a spirit would, but she picked up the book so they knew they were dealing with a demon.
Sam came up to stand next to Dean. "Look's like we were wrong on that sister theory."
"No, we were right. Just the wrong sister." Dean said putting the weapon on the bed.
That's when Sam looked over to Kalley and she was hyperventilating. It looked like she was about to faint, and she did. Just in time for Sam to rush foreword and catch her.
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