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Disclaimer: I don't own the characters Sam and Dean Winchester, or the original story line from Supernatural.
"I still don't want to believe that Kelly's disappearance had anything to do with a demon," Taylor said choosing the chair over the couch.
"Well, like you said yourself, if some guy had followed her, or been stalking her, you or Jeremy would have been the first to know," Sam pointed out, relaxing onto the couch, next to the still disgruntled Dean.
Taylor thought about Jeremy, missing his presence now that he was gone. He had just dropped her off, with a quick kiss on the cheek.
"I'm gonna go to bed," Dean announced getting up.
"Spoiled sport," Taylor said under her breath.
"What was that?" Dean whirled.
"You heard me." Taylor's eyes sparkled with amusement.
"Whatever I'm too tired to argue," Dean said starting up the stairs.
"Anyway," Taylor started turning back to Sam, "I guess the whole demon theory explains the valuables that weren't stolen and her not contacting me or Jeremy."
"I feel a but coming," Sam returned, leaning forward.
"But, Sam," Taylor leaned forward too, "the question is, why would a demon kidnap Kelly and make it look like a kidnapping?"
Sam leaned back thinking. There was a silence in the room between them.
"Honestly, Taylor, I don't know," Sam said after a moment, "but I'm guessing the demon knows us and has some sort of grudge against the Winchesters or you."
"But I haven't come across any demons yet, we've really only been on a few hunts. Who did I piss off that quick?"
Sam shrugged, "Doesn't take much to piss off a demon."
"Ok," Dean started entering the room again, wearing his jeans and a grey t-shirt, "I can't sleep, that bed really sucks."
Sam and Taylor looked at him but ignored his comment as he sat next to Sam on the couch.
The front door swung open and a gust of wind blew through the front opening and into the living room. The three of them turned to the door, Taylor let out a yelp.
"Kelly?!" Taylor rushed over and helped the out of breath girl off the floor and into the living room. She sat Kelly in the chair she had just occupied and handed her a blanket. Sam and Dean stared unable to believe their eyes.
Taylor was fussing over her, hugging her and crying.
"I got away Taylor," Kelly sobbed, "I got away from the demon that was holding me hostage."
"Shhh," Taylor whispered, holding her friend, "its okay, you're safe now."
"How did you know it was a demon?" Sam asked suspiciously.
Taylor turned looking at him disgustedly.
"I-I, she showed me her eyes, and I asked her what she was, she told me," Kelly stuttered, wiping some of the tears away.
"It's okay, Kelly, don't mind them," Taylor said.
"Kelly can you tell us what happened?" Dean asked gently, coming to stand near the chair. "From the beginning."
Kelly took a ragged breath, looking at Taylor with searching eyes.
"It's okay Kel you can tell him," Taylor urged.
She took another deep breath and began, "Well I had just gotten home from work and saw my house in pieces and as I was standing in the doorway looking at the mess someone grabbed me from behind me and blindfolded me. The next thing I knew I was thrown into the trunk of a car. The person pulled me back out of the car after about five minutes of driving and dragged me into a building and tied me to a chair. That's where she took the blindfold off and started questioning me about where you were. She kept me there for days," Kelly sobbed now.
"Did you see what she looked like?" Dean asked, crouching down next to the chair.
"No, she always staying in the shadows, I barely ever saw what she looked like."
"Did she hurt you?" Sam asked.
Kelly nodded wearily, "Sometimes she would hit me, but other than that no."
"Don't worry Kelly," Taylor comforted, "you're safe now."
Sam and Dean exchanged suspicious glances. Kelly sniffled and pulled the blanket around her further.
"Uh, I'll go make some coffee," Sam suggested, heading towards the kitchen.
"Good idea," Dean said, sitting back on the couch.
"Can I get you anything for now Kelly?" Taylor asked.
"Um, could I just use the bathroom?" She asked.
"Yeah, go ahead."
Kelly got shakily up from the chair and left the room.
"I can't believe it Dean," Taylor sighed.
"Yeah, I can't believe it either," Dean mumbled.
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Sam went about making coffee, like any other time. Like Taylor's missing friend wasn't sitting in the living room right now. Sam knew something was missing, how the hell did she get away from a demon? It wasn't possible. He furrowed his brow thinking as he filled the pot up with water to pour into the maker.
"Don't think too hard," a voice said behind him.
Sam turned around slowly and Kelly was smiling sweetly at him.
Sam eyed her suspiciously.
"You were always the smart one Sam, especially like last time, figuring it out about the boy and then saving the day. Smooth." Kelly leaned on the counter a few feet away from Sam.
Sam stared at her confused, then slowly it came back to him. On their last hunt when he had found solved the case and saved Taylor before the boy came back to finish the job.
"Ria."
"In the flesh."
Sam smirked disgustedly, "Cute."
"I thought so," she said moving closer.
Sam tensed as she approached.
"What do you want? Why are you torturing that poor girl?" Sam pointed to Kelly's body.
"I'm getting to that, but first I need you out of the picture. We wouldn't want you telling Taylor that her friend is possessed by a demon, now would we?" As Ria spoke, Sam reached for one of mugs he had taken out for coffee.
"Uh, uh, Sammy," Ria said, grabbing the cup from him before he could smash it over her head. "You need to be quiet."
She put a hard hand over his mouth, twisting his other hand so hard he heard his wrist snap. He cried out in pain against her hand. She led him to the back door and pushed him outside onto the wet grass.
"No more fighting Sammy, or I'll break your other wrist," Ria whispered harshly.
Sam clutched his wrist in pain as he sat on the ground. Ria kicked him in the thigh.
"Let's go, get in the shed."
Sam glared at her but did as she said, figuring he could always get out, rather than having something else broken. He crawled in the shed, and sat against the bottom shelves, grimacing in pain. Ria looked around the shed and found some rope and a handkerchief that she would use as a gag. She reached behind him to tie his hands silently, then his feet and last stuffed the gag into his mouth tying it behind his head.
"There now," she said, smiling evilly, "you stay quiet Sammy; I wouldn't want to have to come back out here now." With that she shut off the light and closed the shed door behind her, leaving Sam in the pitch black.
"What is taking Sam so long and where is Kelly?" Taylor wondered out loud. She stood from the chair and walked into the kitchen. Kelly was helping herself to some of the freshly brewed coffee.
"Where's Sam?" Taylor asked looking around.
"He said something about needing something out of the car," Kelly said, shrugging and taking another sip of her coffee. Taylor kept her face normal but she thought it was weird of Sam. She shrugged and pulled out her cell phone thinking of Jeremy, figuring she would call him and tell him about Kelly.
"Who are you calling?" Kelly asked.
"Jeremy, I'm just gonna let him know that you're safe," Taylor explained.
"No!" Kelly almost shouted.
Taylor almost dropped her phone and ended the call, "Why?"
"Well, because it's late and I'd rather just rest tonight, we can call him tomorrow."
Again Taylor thought this was strange but she put her phone away. Kelly didn't really seem like herself, but Taylor comforted herself with the thought that she had just been kidnapped, she was allowed to act weird.
"Hey," Dean said coming into the room, "where's Sam?"
"He said something about needing something out of the car."
Dean shot Kelly a suspicious look but went outside to look for Sam. There was no sign of him by the car, Dean called out his name a few times, but there was no answer. Dean stormed back into the house.
"What the hell did you do with Sam?" Dean yelled at Kelly.
"Dean!" Taylor yelled back.
"Taylor, listen to me, that's not Kelly, and if it is, there's a demon possessing her. And she did something to Sam." Dean growled the last sentence. Dean started towards Kelly, but stopped when an evil smile spread wide across her face. She blinked exposing pitch black eyes.
"I didn't think you two idiots would figure it out so quick."
