Demons and Lovers

Disclaimer: This is my version of the past present and future of the Winchester boys and other characters none of which I own.

Chapter 6

Dean slowly blinked awake trying to place his surroundings and silently freaking out for a moment until l he remembered being blinded. His left side was burning with pain, while his right was warm and comfortable and by the kink in his back he was pretty sure he was sleeping at a funny angle. She was curled up against him, her breath warmly washing over his neck and her soft breathing indicated that she was still asleep. After reveling in the sensations of waking up like this, the pain and reality forced him back to himself. "Shit." He cursed hoping against hope that they had just slept together instead of 'slept together'. The noise woke Stacy from her slumber with a start. She stared down at him in confusion at first when he didn't seem to look at her.

"Still no vision?" Stacy asked while extricating herself from Dean.

"Nope" he said with a yawn.

"Well why don't you stay put while I take a shower and then we will figure out how to get rid of the horseman and get your sight back."

Dean could hear the rustling of clothes. "Are you taking your clothes off?" he asked with a grin.

"Yeah, but you can't see me, so it doesn't matter." With that said she went into the bathroom and shut the door.

For all of two seconds Dean stayed in bed before he carefully got himself out of bed and headed in the direction that hopefully would bring him to the TV. He was almost there when Stacy's words replayed in his head. It dawned on him that she had only been concerned with his blindness and the fact that he had gotten injured. Most people when confronted with the supernatural literally freaked out. Why the Hell was she so calm. With a million questions running through his head Dean eased back onto the mattress.

When Stacy came out of the bathroom, she found Dean sitting on the edge of the bed with a confused look on his face.

"Lucy, you got some 'splain'n to do." Dean said looking perplexed.

"You mean about the whole really creepy, undead but still riding thing, don't you?"

"Get the lady a prize. So mind filling in the blanks?"

Stacy moved a chair directly across from Dean. "Well, I just know things like that exist?"

"And?"



"I also know you're a hunter." She could tell Dean was taken aback.

"What..."

"You don't have to lie." She said cutting him off. "I know you are one. You drive around with no apparent job, you circle the crazier news stories, and your trunk has more weapons than third world armies. It all adds up after awhile."

"How do you know about my trunk?"

"It should be obvious that I was snooping around to confirm my suspicions that day you woke up in New Mexico and couldn't find me."
"How do you know about hunters?"

"Tracker goes hunting as a sideline job."

"So" Dean began, "When you said he had an important job to do you meant a hunt."

"Yeah, he just doesn't think its safe enough to bring me along."

"Well, I have to agree with him there. You should be at home knitting or texting or whatever you kids do for fun these days."

"Please, you are barely older than me. So don't give me that crap about how I'm too young or whatever. You are stuck with me because without me you can't beat this headless spirit and get your sight back. I highly doubt that you're going to call your Dad and risk humiliation just to avoid working with me."

"Let's say I do allow you to work with me on this one hunt only. You have to do what I tell you only no messing around; I'm the one in charge. Got it?"

"Yes master." She replied snidely, crossing her arms and nodding her head sharply. She laughed mentally because he couldn't see what she was doing.

"Hey Genie, I need a bath. Care to help me get undressed?" Her smile faded when she realized he was onto her.

"She helped him as far as the bathroom door, and after she had turned the water on to a warm temperature she began to leave.

"You can figure the rest out for yourself. I'll be back when you're done with some clean clothes."

"Spoil sport" He muttered before she closed the door.

With Dean in the shower Stacy started up her laptop. She had to find out exactly what they were dealing with. Her brothers had never mentioned something like this horseman. It just sounded too strange to be real.



After Dean was safely out of the shower and in some clean clothes Stacy went to get their coffee and doughnuts.

"So I was looking it up online and there aren't a ton of references for a headless horseman apart from the one with the bridge in that cartoon. Have you ever heard about something like this?"

"No I'd have to say it's a first for me. When I could see I noticed that his clothing was all black and so was his horse."

"Did you see the head any where?"

"Yeah" Dean said with a grimace. It looked disgusting, like a bag full of jell-o with a face drawn on the side. It was kind of a glow in the dark color too. At least I think that's what I remember. Right after I saw the damn thing my lights went out."

"Maybe that's why you went blind?" Stacy wondered. "Let me Google that and see if something comes up."

It had been two hours and a million web sites and they still had yet to come up with anything. "Have you found anything yet?" Dean whined. "I hate having to just listen to the TV, instead of watching."

"I might have found something but it's not an exact match."

"Well let's have it."

"It's an obscure reference to a fairy called a Dullahan. Does that ring any bells?" Stacy asked hopefully.

"No, where is it from?"

"It's an ancient Celtic thing that rides around in a coach that's all black. Not exactly the same, but both manifestations are headless."

"Well that's great. But we can't kill it until we know what it is." Dean said sarcastically.

"Here's another reference of the Dullahan. But in this one he rides a black steed. How do you kill a fairy? Salt or something?" Stacy asked.

"I wouldn't know. I'm almost 99.99 sure that fairies don't exist. If they did I would have run across them by now."

"They could be real, you don't know for sure."

"Has your brother ever mentioned one?" Dean asked.

"No but there are tons of things out there that no one has seen before just because you haven't seen it doesn't automatically make it out of question."

TBC



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