It seems like next season just keeps getting farther and farther away! Ah! So, in the meantime, I'll write my own episode (aka I'm disclaiming right here…if you couldn't tell)!
"Alice," Chase whispered, "Alice!" she yelled in hopes that the girl would hear. "Alice!"
"There are thorns behind you," Dean said urgently, "If you can get the kids and lure the penangalang into them she's caught."
Chase nodded.
"I'll distract her," he finished. He held out a hand and helped her to her feet. "If it doesn't work, get the kids and get back to the town, understand?"
Again, Chase nodded. She didn't have time to answer him, she was too busy planning the best way to get her arms around Alice and the baby.
"Go, Chase," Dean commanded pushing her along.
As quietly as possible, Chase made her way through the trees until she was behind the little girl.
"It's so much fun, Sammy!" Alice was telling her little brother, "If you catch enough, Papa gets a jelly jar and you put all the fire bugs into it, and then your whole room glows!"
The baby gurgled happily in her tiny arms, and Alice shifted his weight. It was obvious she was struggling to hold him.
"And then, when they don't glow anymore, Evan will show you how to make glow paint!"
The baby babbled again.
"No, Sammy, it doesn't hurt them! They're dead!"
"Alice," Chase whispered unable to take anymore time.
"Chase!" Alice exclaimed, "Are you here to catch fire bugs too?"
"Mmhmm," Chase kept an eye on the penangalang. "Why don't you come with me, and we'll catch them together?"
"Oh, no!" Alice said as seriously as a seven year old could, "I promised Sammy it was just me and him! That's what Evan and me did. Me and him."
Chase eyed the baby tottering preciously in her arms, "I'm sure Sammy wouldn't mind if I helped you." She could tell Alice was debating. "Come on, sweetie," she held out her arms, "I'll just hold your brother. You can catch all the fire bugs by yourself."
"Okay." Alice handed over the tiny baby and happily made her way towards the penangalang.
"Alice! No!"
"What?" Alice pouted, "You said I could catch them all by myself!"
"Yes, but," she saw the shining mass stop, "let's go over here." Where was Dean with that distraction?
"No!" Alice whined, "Sammy wants these!"
"Come on, Dean," Chase mumbled. "Alice, there are better ones over here. I bet Sammy would like them so much more!"
"No!" she stubbornly said again, "he wants those!" she pointed ahead.
All of a sudden the penangalang quickly changed its track and headed back towards Chase and the children.
"Alice, I'll race you to the other side of the trees," Chase grabbed her arm and began pulling the little girl along.
"Chase! I don't want to!" Alice pulled out of her grasp. The penangalang came closer.
"Sorry, then," Chase muttered scoping up Alice in her free arm. Holding the screaming girl and the now crying baby tightly against her chest she ran for the other side of the patch of thorns. Glancing over her shoulder she saw the bugs effortlessly converge into the head and entrails of a very angry woman. "Dean!" Chase yelled as the woman gained on her. She abruptly turned around in hopes that the thing couldn't catch up with her change in direction.
Alice must have caught sight of the penangalang because the volume of her screams increased.
"Alice, I need you to be quiet," Chase yelled over the volume. "Please." But it didn't help. And to make matters worse the penangalang hadn't had any trouble catching up with them.
Suddenly, the ground behind them was illuminated in a bright light. "You're one ugly chic, you know that!" Dean yelled. "Hey! I'm talking to you, you big headed freak!" He must have thrown something because the thing shrieked and Chase heard a light thump on the ground. "Yeah, I bet that got your attention!"
She glanced behind her and saw the penangalang charging toward a flare wielding Dean. "Thank goodness." Slowing her pace just enough to shift Alice into a more comfortable position, Chase kept heading towards the town.
"You dirty wolf!" A deep voice raged to her right.
Chase turned to see Will Liddell charge out of the trees flanked by two more men.
"Daddy!" Alice exclaimed. "Me and Sammy were-"
"Take them back home!" he commanded the two men as he ripped the children from Chase's protective hold. The two men obeyed, each gripping a bawling child, and ran to the safety of the town.
"I warned you," Will advanced on Chase the second the men and his children were out of sight. "I thought you learned you lesson. I was even willing to let you live."
"I didn't-" Chase tried to defend.
"I'm not going to make the same mistake twice," he hissed.
Chase watched in horror as he pulled a long, thick blade from a bag hanging by his side. She could smell the silver as it reflected the lights in the background. "You don't understand-" she backed into a tree.
"I understand plenty." He gripped the handle. "I'm not going to make the same mistake twice." As he swung the knife at her throat, Chase twisted off the tree. "Damn you!" Will yelled when he realized he missed his mark.
Chase could feel the blood boiling where the knife had cut into her arm. With her teeth clenched in pain, she quickly made it to her feet.
"I won't let you get away this time!" Will swung the blade again, and it cut through the skin in Chase's back. "No, not this time," He swung the knife a third time, but Chase was pulled forward.
"Stop!" Madison yelled above her.
"Chase!" Sam said into her ear.
"Help Dean," Chase choked out, "Now!" Sam immediately ran off to find his brother. She felt a hand on her back.
"She's not who you're looking for!" Madison said.
"You both are now," Will refused to quit. Chase vaguely saw him attempt to stab Madison, but the girl was too fast.
"Stop!" Chase ordered pushing herself to her feet. "You're wrong!" she attempted to explain.
Will just laughed. "You were going to kill my children."
"No!"
"You killed all the others!"
"No!" Chase heard snarling beside her, and when she glanced down a russet colored wolf met her eyes. Maddy was irritated. Extremely.
Will backed up a little, and Chase took the opportunity to run.
She could barely make out Dean's shape amidst the bright flares, but she kept running. Soon she felt fur graze her leg. Madison kept beside her, occasionally stopping to urge Will back.
"Chastity…" a voice whispered to her side.
She turned to look and promptly tripped and fell to the ground. She lied there a moment and watched stars flitter across her vision. Wait. Those weren't stars. They were "fireflies," she breathed.
"Chase!" Dean yelled from somewhere behind her.
She didn't answer. Instead, she watched as the glittering lights slowly transformed into the head and rest of the penangalang. The thing barred a set of razor sharp teeth and dropped onto Chase's stomach.
A scream pierced the air, and it took a second for Chase to realize it was hers. It felt like the penangalang had ripped her stomach in half, and was now drinking whatever blood cascaded across Chase's skin. As if it couldn't get enough from one tear, Chase felt the teeth peel back another section of her stomach. Another scream escaped her lips.
"You fucking bitch!" a voice yelled. It was followed by what was an explosion to Chase's ears, and a million insects flew from her stomach to regroup at her side. Something began tugging at her shirt, but the already mutilated fabric quickly gave way.
There was a whimper in her ear, and Chase registered a wolf at her side. It nosed her wrist and she groaned her consent. Sharp teeth encircled her wrist and began pulling her back. The pointed pain lasted only a few seconds, and she soon felt herself being lifted off the ground and carried away.
"Hold on," Dean told her, "Just hold on, it's almost over."
"Put me down!" Her voice sounded pathetic, even to her, and Dean just laughed. There was crunching under his feet and then a blood curdling scream.
"Gotcha," Dean whispered darkly. He cautiously set Chase on the cold ground.
"If we get the bleeding stopped her stomach should heal itself," Madison said.
It was Madison, right? Chase shivered.
"What can we use?"
Sam. It was Sam that time. Chase was sure of it.
"Her shirt and jacket. They're already torn to shreds."
Chase felt someone strip the ruined clothes from her torso. She shivered again. Suddenly, something tight was winding around her stomach. She sank her nails into the dirt to keep from screaming. Her throat was already raw.
"Chase," she heard Dean say. "Stick with us."
Us? Chase opened her eyes and made out three blurry shapes. Oh. Us.
"There," Madison said. "She's freezing."
A warm weight settled over her, and Chase inhaled the smell of leather and holy water familiar as any cologne. Dean.
"What about her arm and back?" Sam asked.
"She's got to get back to the house."
"You and Dean take her," Sam suggested. "I'll stay here and make sure this thing burns."
"No," Chase rubbed her eyes. "I want to stay here. I want to watch it die."
"Chase…" Maddy protested.
"I want to stay." She caught Maddy's eye, and the girl nodded in understanding.
"It's almost sun up." Dean pulled Chase into his arms. "Can you last about an hour?"
"Yeah," Chase exhaled and leaned into him. "I can last an hour."