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Kit sat in the Motel drinking a bottled water when Dean and Sam came in from the library after investigating more on the painting which was still alive!
"Kit look here tell me what you see" Sam demanded.
Kit looked at him than the picture.
"In the painting… The dad is looking down… In this one dad is looking out… Also the picture in the background is different in the painting… and it's darker in the background… especially around Isaiah and the little girl in the painting.
"Good job I didn't notice that picture in the background or the black Aura" Sam smiled.
Kit smiled back went back to doing Sudoku. Dean plopped down onto the bed beside her looked at what she was doing. Kit started humming to try and ignore the fight happening between Dean and Sam she soon looked up.
"What'd I miss?" Kit asked noticed Sam on the cell phone.
"We're gonna try an get back in to look at the painting…" Dean looked at her smiling.
Kit looked up at him slightly tilted her head as he gave her a questioning look.
"You like it here with us?" Dean asked.
"I think I missed you guys even before I knew you… This feeling you guys give me… Happiness… Acceptance… Safe" Kit smiled at him.
Dean nodded.
"Sarah, I need the address right now!" Sam said urgently suddenly.
Both looked at him startled. Kit jumped out of the Impala soon as it stopped ran up the stairs.
"EVELYN OPEN UP PLEASE! EVELYN!" Kit yelled she went to the window.
"Kit anything you can do?" Sam asked.
"I… I…" Kit stuttered out.
"Got it" Dean saved her from answering.
They ran inside. Sarah stood beside Kit.
"Sarah… Don't…" Kit whispered as Sarah made to touch Evelyn.
"She might just be paralyzed or in shock" Sarah whispered.
Kit sighed than reached out hand shaking and shook Evelyn gently. Suddenly Evelyn's head fell back and blood spurted out of her neck. Her muscles, vocal cords, and bone showing with tendons. Kit stared gulped slightly. Sarah screaming her head off.
"Kit…" Dean put his hand over her eyes.
Kit jumped a bit than let him lead her out removed his hand ran his hand up and down her back whispered soothing things in her ear. He sat her down in the back of the Impala.
"Kit… Look at me… You okay?" Dean asked.
Kit nodded gulped gently.
"Yeah…" Kit whispered.
Dean went to clean off his prints. Kit looked at her hands.
"Kit… sweetie you okay?" Sarah asked.
"I… uh… Yeah I'm fine…" Kit smiled softly.
Kit had a feeling about the picture in the picture so checked out the Graveyards. She was at the third one when Dean, Sam, and Sarah walked up. She waved than pointed found the Crypt.
"Nice" Sam smiled.
They walked forward. Dean cut the chain and opened the door.
"Oh creepy… Yet awesome… I could live here… Except that right there would freak me out every morning" Kit pointed at the doll.
"I concur… Ick… Creepiest thing I've ever seen" Sarah and Kit both moved closer to see the doll.
"It was sort of a tradition at the time," Sam explained as he looked at the doll.
"Whenever a child died, they would preserve the kid's favorite toy in a glass case next to the headstone in a crypt," Sam looked at Sarah and Kit smiling.
"I'm not even gonna ask how you know THAT freaky stuff!" Kit shook her head same time as Sarah.
Sam rolled his eyes.
"You guys notice anything strange here?" Dean asked looking at the Urns.
"Umm… Were do we start?" Sarah asked.
"The doll is very strange it looks like an evil very small midget stuck in glass and preserved like that for eternity!" Kit nodded looked serious and that she thought she was right in her observation.
"I concur" Sarah nodded lips curled trying not to laugh at Dean's look of "What the hell?" his jaw dropped and eyebrow raised looked outraged by that statement.
Sam laughed gently shook his head. Sarah chuckled.
"No… God no… The urns… there's only four the mom and the kids… Where's Daddy Dearest?" Dean asked.
Kit went back to the motel knew they'd have to go there anywhere. She laid across Dean's bed asleep snuggled into the pillow was up all night looking threw the Grave Yards for the Crypt. She sighed softly. Dean, Sarah, and Sam came into the Motel room. Sam put his finger to his lips and pointed.
"Let's all get some sleep" Dean muttered than laid beside Kit.
Sarah nodded laid down on Sam's bed. Sam laid down beside her too all four slept till the alarm went off. Kit reached out and smashed it with her fist.
"Evil alarm Kit no like!" Kit snapped head under her pillow.
Dean rolled his eyes while Sarah laughed with Sam. They were at the graveyard.
"Here let me help a bit" Kit held out her hand than flipped it, suddenly half of the grave dirt flew out of there as if a big shovel scooped it out.
"Whoa…" Sarah stared amazed.
"I'm freaky just so you know… It's a gift and a curse" Kit smiled.
"That is amazing…" Sarah smiled.
It took another hour for the grave to get dug.
"So how'd you get caught up in all this?" Sarah asked Kit.
"Oh I was homeless than they found me and it turns out something they were after was trying to kill me so I've been with them ever since" she smiled.
"Like a cute lovable fungus" Dean teased smiling panting a bit.
"More like a wart…" Sam nodded.
"I can bury you alive with the flick of my wrist!" Kit playfully threatened fingers twittered electricity cracking between them.
"You know this is kind of fun!" Kit smiled up at Sarah crouched beside the grave wore overalls with a long sleeve white V neck shirt the overalls that were baggy on her showed off the sides of her hips. They finished burning the body.
"All done" Sam smiled at Sarah.
Kit slashed her hand sideways. The dirt went back into the grave. Kit felt tired from all power she used and laid in the back. Sarah felt her head.
"Kit what's wrong?" Dean asked.
"I used to much power at once… Sorry" Kit muttered.
"No reason to be sorry… You put it to very good use" Sarah smiled.
Kit smiled than fell asleep she woke up falling off the backseat of the impala. She noticed Dean trying to break into the glass case holding the old doll using the butt of his 9mm, Kit noticed this was urgent so decided to help.
"Dean! Shoot it!" Kit said calmly as he turned toward her.
Dean sighed than blocked her from view and shot threw the glass case used his gun to break the rest. He was having trouble getting his lighter started. Kit cried out flames came from her hand and immediately set the doll on fire hair and head. The flames went out her hand red. Dean quickly called Sam looking at Kit's hand.
"Sam you good?" Dean asked.
"Not bad" Kit heard Sam say and laughed held her wrist.
Dean looked at her hand.
"I gotta work on that" Kit whispered softly.
"I'd say… But not if it involves this" Dean muttered softly touched the burn.
Kit hissed jerked her hand back. They stood there Kit's hand wrapped up. Kit hugged Sarah good-bye.
"Dean wait with me outside" Kit said suddenly and pulled Dean outside.
They stood outside the Impala. Sam exited Sarah's house. Kit looked inside the house with her mind.
"Boy you turn around right now and kiss that woman like there's no tomorrow or I swear I'll kick your butt!" Kit pointed with her unhurt hand other hand against her stomach.
Sam's lips twitched than went back to Sarah's door knocked. Sarah came out and Sam kissed her like there was no tomorrow. Kit smiled a big smile at Dean who rolled his eyes.
"Smartass" he snapped playfully.
She stuck her tongue out at him. They were in a diner a couple weeks later. Kit read a paper chuckling at the section she was reading. Dean took it and saw she was reading the funnies. She went back.
"Elkins?" Kit asked than grabbed the journal out of Dean's hands and flicked quickly threw pages and pointed it out to both of them.
Dean smiled at her.
"Good job" Sam smiled too.
They went to Manning, Colorado and drove up to a Canyon. It was night time when they got there.
"Here pick the lock Kit" Dean smiled held up the picking tools.
"Okay…" Kit took them and picked it under ten seconds flat.
"Ta Da" she smiled.
"Smarty" Sam smiled.
They went inside. Kit froze.
"What is it?" Dean asked.
Kit tilted her head a bit.
"The trees… They're… Talking… to me…" Kit muttered.
"Also I'm sensing the brain waves of someone else…" Kit muttered.
Dean looked out the door and around he couldn't see anyone. They went to the Post Office. Dean and Sam opened the box. Kit sat in the drivers seat wore one of Dean's warm flannels with a powder blue sweater and baggy green cargo pants with sneakers she waited patiently tapped her fingers on the steering wheel sang softly under her breath. Dean pushed her over to the side. She sat in the middle looked at the envelope.
"Should we open it?" Sam asked suddenly a knock on the window startled them awake.
"MONKEY'S HAVE COME!" Kit cried jumped in the back seat.
"Dad?" Dean asked.