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Chapter 8
"Kim told me. I can't believe we missed it the other day."
Dean led the way up to the grave. "I reckon I can get to her in an hour. You keep an eye out for Agnes or Kim…and stay away from the statue this time."
Sam rolled his eyes and took up position watching Dean dig.
Five shovels this time, before both Sam and Dean were thrown backwards. Dean groaned and pulled himself up. He was sick of being thrown against things that weren't soft and cushiony.
"Sam, you ok?" Dean was answered by a groan somewhere to his left. "Good to know." Dean muttered to himself. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Sam sit up and rub his head. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Without warning a woman was standing in front of him, pushing him, forcing him to step back.
"You think you're clever don't you. Send a girl to distract me while you try to destroy me?"
Dean glanced at Sam who went wide-eyed. The girl could only be Taylor.
"Well, you should know she's not going to be a problem anymore." Agnes grabbed hols of Dean's shirt. "She's all taken care of."
She threw Dean backwards but was standing beside him again before he could even recover. She lifted him back to his feet.
Over Agnes' shoulder Dean saw Sam creeping up. Sam pointed his head towards the statue and Taylor, then towards the grave. Dean gave the slightest of nods and Sam snuck away.
Dean's attention was brought back to the spirit by a rough shaking.
"Do you want to know why I kill girls?" Asked Agnes before letting Dean drop to the ground.
"Not particularly, no." Dean retorted. Hurry up Sam!
Agnes didn't see Sam creep off. She was preoccupied with Dean. Sam couldn't help but think of how much crap he was going to give Dean when this was over.
He made his way to Taylor, trying to keep his back to the statue. He couldn't save Dean if the statue had him.
Taylor was completely enthralled by the statue. Her eyes were glazed over and the red glow from the statues eyes gave the appearance that she was bathed in blood as she slowly stepped towards the giant stone structure.
Sam reached her just as she was about to climb into the stone woman's lap and knocked her down. She glazed look faded from her face and Taylor shuddered.
"Oh my God. What happened?" The girl took a shuddering breath.
Sam helped her up. "I told you to wait in the car. Why did you come back here?" He led Taylor away from the statue then sat her down behind a tombstone.
"Something was calling me. I didn't want to follow it but…I had no choice. After that, I don't…really remember."
"Hey, it's ok. You're safe now, but I need you to stay here. Don't move. I have to help Dean." Sam got up.
"Wait," called Taylor.
"Please," replied Sam. "Just stay here".
Sam ran back to where Dean was in time to see his brother get thrown across the yard, stand up and continue in insulting the spirit.
"Look, lady, I ain't interested in your life story." Dean didn't let up and the spirit screamed and ran at him.
Sam took this opportunity to continue the digging Dean had started what felt like ages ago.
Three quarters of the way down and Agnes finally noticed Sam digging and sweating behind her.
"YOU!" she cried and launched herself at the youngest Winchester.
"Sammy!" Dean cried and launched himself at the spirit who had no choice but to return her attention to Dean…at least long enough to throw him again. But Dean was determined. He got back up and charged at the spirit.
"Hurry your ass up Sam. I can't keep this up all friggin' night." Dean was knocked backwards into a tree and this time he failed to get back up. The spirit came at Sam who'd broken through the coffin.
Sam rushed to dump the salt and lighter fluid over the body then grabbed up the matches. The spirit slammed into him and he dropped them on the ground.
"I should have killed you the other night when I had the chance." Agnes taunted Sam. "At least then I would have made it quick out of pity for you. But now," she sighed. "Now its gunna have to hurt."
She knocked Sam to the ground and pressed her hands to his chest. A burning pain flared up from where her hands made contact with him. Slowly the searing heat radiated outwards, flowing all over his body. Sam cried out in pain and attempted to get out of Agnes' grasp but to no avail.
With agonising slowness Agnes moved her hands upwards to surround Sam's neck with her grasp and once again began to choke him.
Agnes bent down close to Sam's ear and whispered. "You will pay for what you did to me forever. And so will all the little girls you cheated on me with. Forever and ever and…"
"Hey! Bitch"
Agnes whirled around to see Dean crouching over her grave.
"Yeah, you. Suck on this."
Agnes screeched as Dean let the match fall. Instantly the hold on Sam's throat lessened and he took giant gasps of air.
With a roar, the fire took hold and the contents of the coffin began to burn.
Black Agnes charged at Dean screaming and shouting. Dean stood firm as the spirit disintegrated into dust that sank to the ground.
Dean raced to Sam.
"I'm ok." Sam shoved Dean away and made his way slowly, and unsteadily to his feet.
Together they collected they're things and made their way to get Taylor.
"Is it over?" she asked. "I saw the eyes go out."
Both boys glanced at the statue and were relieved to see the eyes were no longer glowing.
"Yeah, its over." Dean replied. "Come on, I guess we'd better give you a ride home".
After dropping Taylor off near her house Dean and Sam drove back to the motel.
"You know what?" Sam croaked.
"What?" asked Dean, deciding to humour his younger brother. The kid looked like a wreck.
"Black Agnes attacked you. And well we know why she went after me…the whole fiancé look a like deal…but what about you Dean?? She must have mistaken you for a girl…" Sam broke into a grin and Dean groaned.
Oh god, thought Dean, what the hell have I got myself into…
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