Chapter 18. Not a Mechanic
Dean felt Stacey's hand tighten around his but couldn't drag his gaze away from the site in front of them. Mr. Graham had brought out two small wooden boxes with symbols engraved on the sides, as far as Dean could see. Mrs. Chipshaw had continued reading and once Mr. Graham set the boxes down on the ground, he proceeded to open them. As soon as they were opened two spirits flew out of them and came to land in front of the two bound girls.
Now that the spirits had totally materialized he could tell that the spirits were only children themselves, two young girls to be exact. By now Lynda and Jennifer were panicking, trying to get out of the ropes holding them to their chairs and having no luck.
"Oh my God, Oh my God," Stacey whispered to herself, not quite believing what she was seeing, "This can't be real."
"Stacey," Dean warned in a low voice, bringing his attention back to the girl at his side, "You have to stay calm."
Stacey looked at him with wide eyes, "Please tell me I didn't just see what I think I saw," she pleaded quietly.
Dean closed his eyes. He knew he shouldn't have taken her with him, in case he found something. But then when he thought about it he didn't think she would have listened to him anyway, if he had forced the issue of going back up stairs.
"Oh my God, it is real," she almost whimpered when she saw Dean's reaction to her question.
Both teenagers looked back to the scene before them when the two captive girls screamed, just in time two see the spirits enter their bodies. Mrs. Chipshaw finished reading the ritual and the two bound girls slumped down on their chairs, unconscious.
Dean really hated just sitting hear and doing nothing as two girls, one of which he had gotten to know a little bit, were possessed. But taking in the situation he knew that there was nothing he could do. The only weapon he had on him was a small blessed hunting knife and although he knew he was a damn good fighter he wouldn't be able to take on four possessed Adults. Plus he had a very frightened Stacey with him and he needed to get her to safety and then figure out what he was going to do before someone else was forced to be possessed.
"Oh my God …wh .. what the hell just happened?" Stacey asked stammering a little.
Dean looked back at Stacey and was about to answer her when he heard voices coming from the group of possessed people. He put a finger to his lips indicating that she should be quiet and then turned back to the clearing and saw that Lynda and Jennifer were awake again and were being untied.
"It's good to have you back with us Maggie," Mr. Graham said looking at Lynda and then turned to Jennifer, "Elizabeth."
"These bodies are even better than the ones we had last time," Maggie, the spirit inside of Lynda, told him as she rubbed her raw wrists.
"Did you have to tie us up so tight?" Elizabeth asked as she also rubbed her own wrists.
"Forgive us but these two put up quite a fight," the spirit inside of Mrs. Collin's apologized, picking up both wooden boxes up off the ground.
"That's okay Miss Franklin, I think we are both just glad to be among the living again."
"Yes and I am definitely looking forward to seeing what this body has to offer. It was getting boring in poor Jamie-lee's body," Maggie smirked.
"Well as soon as we are free of this camp you can have all the fun you want with you new families and friends. These girls' lives could probably use a little spicing up," the spirit inside of Mr. Taylor told them smirking, "four more and everyone will have a new home."
The two girls looked at each other and smiled obviously excited at the prospect.
"Have you found a way for the possession to last longer?" Elizabeth asked, directing her question at Mrs. Chipshaw, "Not that two years isn't enough, but it would be nice to stick with one body."
"I am sorry girls so far long term possession has only seemed to work for myself and Mr. Pierce," the old lady answered putting her hand on the grey haired man's shoulder.
Dean's eyes widened in alarm at the conversation he was listening to. Mr. Graham had been possessed long term which only meant one thing. The man had been possessed before even getting to the camp. This had been planned. Graham or Pierce or whatever his name was had organized a school camp here in order to get able bodies for these kids to possess.
This new piece of information made the situation a whole lot bigger and only reinforced the knowledge that he wasn't nearly prepared enough to fight something like this. The most he had were some amulets, protection symbols, holy water and salt.
He needed to get Stacey back to the orphanage and let Sam know what was going on. His brother was going to be pissed but right now Dean didn't really care.
His concentration came back to the present situation and saw that the spirit's conversation was coming to an end. They really needed to get out of there and back to camp before anyone figured that they were gone.
He turned back to Stacey and saw that her attention was solely on the conversation that was going on between the spirits. He squeezed her hand that still grasped his to get her attention. Her scared blue eyes locked with his green ones.
"We need to get out of here," he whispered to her.
She looked back to her friend and then back at Dean, "What about Lynda and Jennifer?"
"There's nothing we can do for them at the moment. We need to get back before anyone finds out we're missing, come on."
He pulled Stacey to her feet and didn't say anything when she kept a hold of his hand as they made their way back to camp as quickly and as quietly as possible.
He breathed a sigh of relief when they made it to the edge of the forest. He went to move forward but was halted by Stacey.
She let go of his hand and pushed her hair behind her ears nervously, "What's going on? Tell me I didn't just witness two people getting possessed by … ghosts."
"I can't tell you that."
"Dean that's not possible."
"Well regardless of whether you think it's possible or not, you know what you saw."
Stacey ran her hands through her black hair and started pacing, "This can not be happening, this can not be happening."
Dean rolled his eyes, this was exactly what he didn't need right now, for her to freak out on him.
He walked up to her and grabbed her by the shoulders halting her pacing, "Stacey, you need to calm down. I know its sounds crazy but ghosts are real and right now this whole camp is becoming a feeding ground for spirits wanting to possess people," he told her giving her a little shake to snap her out of her panic.
"What do you mean?"
"You heard what they said. They are planning on possessing four more people, which means this camp isn't safe."
"What are we gonna do?"
"Well there is a way we can exorcise the spirits but we need more information. We need to find out who these spirits are and hopefully they have bodies buried somewhere so we can get rid of them once and for all," he explained, letting go of her shoulders.
"What? How do you know all this?" she asked looking at him incredulously.
Dean thought for a minute. It had been drilled into him ever since his father had started hunting that the family business was a secret. They just did what they did and shut up about it. But considering he would need her help he decided that he really should tell her the truth.
Dean sighed, "Look we don't have a lot of time but long story short, my Dad isn't a mechanic, well not anymore anyway. We hunt evil supernatural beings, like ghosts and put them to rest so they can't hurt anyone anymore."
Stacey laughed, sounding a little hysterical, "You're crazy you know that," she said and began to walk away.
Dean grabbed hold of her wrist, "Stacey, you saw the same thing I did in that forest and you're telling me I'm crazy?"
She stood silent for a moment. Yes she had seen the same thing he had and she still wasn't sure what to make of it. She had grown up believing things like there's no such thing as ghosts. This was totally screwing up her belief system.
He was starring at her with big eyes that she could just make out the green in the dark. She realized as she looked at his face that he was deadly serious about this.
"God, your serious aren't you?" she moaned.
"Yes, I know it sounds crazy but I swear to you that I am telling the truth."
"You're a real life ghost buster,"
Dean frowned at the analogy, "Well I wouldn't exactly say …"
"You get rid of ghost's don't ya?"
"Among other things," Dean agreed.
"Sounds like ghost busters to me and do I even want to know what you mean by among other things?" she asked trying to relax a little.
Dean shrugged, letting go of her wrist, "Probably not."
Stacey looked up at the sky, "It will be light in a few hours."
"Yeah we need to get back inside before we run into the crazy ass spirits. The last thing we need is for them to know that we are onto them."
The two teenagers began walking again back towards the back porch. They didn't waste any time getting back inside the building and they both sighed in relief when they saw that everything was dark and quiet.
They got to the bottom of the stairs and Dean stopped her momentum when she started up them.
"Are you okay?" he asked now that everything was out in the open.
Stacey considered his question for a moment, "Um this is all kind of a lot to take in," she admitted.
"Are you gonna be okay with this?"
"Lynda has been a good friend to me since I moved to Blue Earth and besides I can't sit back and do nothing when I know what's going on and you can't fight this on your own Dean."
"Okay as long as you're sure," Dean replied.
Both teens froze as they heard noises coming from the back door they had just come through. Dean looked at Stacey, "Go," he said starting up the stairs behind her.
Once on the top floor, Stacey gave Dean a frantic look, "What now?"
"Go back to your room and meet me downstairs before breakfast we'll talk then," he told her heading for the door opposite her.
"Okay." Stacey's voice sounded shaky so Dean turned to address her once more, "Stacey, remember just act normal, like nothing happened."
"Easy for you to say," She muttered to herself, "I'll do my best, see ya soon."
Dean watched her open the door to the girl's area and then closed it behind her. He heard noises on the stairs and realized he was running out of time. He opened his own door and entered the hallway. He debated going into Sam's room and waking him up now and telling him but he didn't want to arouse any suspicion since one of the boys in Sam's room happened to be the boy that Mr. Taylor had taken away from lunch the day before. No doubt the boy had been possessed so Dean thought it would be best if he waited until morning.
He slipped through the door to his room and tip toed over to his bunk and quietly took of his jeans and jacket and slid under the covers. He waited and listened to see if anyone had awakened to his presence. He was glad that all he heard was soft snores coming from some of the rooms occupants.
Once again he found himself lying on his back staring up at Jay's bunk. Although this time he knew that he wouldn't be getting any more sleep.
TBC ...
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