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Chapter 55

I was sitting there with my knees pulled up to my chest and my head resting on my arms when Dean came up to me. Sam was right behind him. I didn't look up at them, but I could see their shoes from under my arms. Dean knelt down and put his hand on my shoulder. A minute later, Sam was sitting next to me and he had put his hand on my other shoulder.

They asked me in unison what was wrong. I couldn't answer, I just shook my head and without looking up at them. We were still there when Missouri finally caught up to us. She asked the boys if I told them yet and they both asked her what she was talking about. She told them that I remembered nearly everything from that night because Laura and I had been in the room when it all happened.

Dean squeezed my shoulder and I heard Sam say "Oh God." under his breath. Missouri said we needed to get back to her place to get what we needed to get rid of the poltergeist. I felt Sam stand up next to me, but he didn't move. Dean was trying to coax me into standing up and getting into the car when Sam reached down and picked me up. I wrapped my arms around my little brother's neck and buried my head into his chest so I couldn't see the house.

I heard some one open one of the doors on the Impala. Sam set me down in the back seat on the passenger side, then walked around and got into the backseat with me. I heard Missouri and Dean talking, but I wasn't listening to the words. Sam scooted across the seat closer to me and laid his arm across my shoulders as I stared out the window away from the house. A few minutes later Dean and Missouri got into the car and we drove back to her place.

As soon as the car stopped I jumped out and headed for my room upstairs. I laid down on my bed, curled up into a ball clutching my blue teddy bear, and tried to make the memories go away. I hadn't thought about that night in years. I was hoping that I had actually forgotten all of it, probably had until that moment.

A few minutes later, Sam and Dean came into my room. I still wouldn't really look at them. Dean sat down on the floor next to my head and Sam sat down on the end of the bed. After a few soothing words from Dean I finally looked into his eyes. The concern and worry I saw there was just enough to snap me out of myself.

I shook my head to try and clear some of the fuzz that had settled there and then looked over to Sam. The expression on his face matched Dean's exactly. After a few more minutes of silence I told them I was sorry. Sam was the one that said I had nothing to be sorry for. I looked back over to him and then nodded.

After few more minutes I sat up and pushed myself against the wall so Dean could sit on the bed in front of me. Sam did the same thing so that he was sitting next to me. When the boys were settled I started to tell them everything I remembered about that night, leaving out the part about the possible spell that was done on Sam. I never looked at them once while I was talking. I just stared at the bear Dean had given me that day and played with its ears.

When I finished, I looked at both of my brothers. Dean's face said that he was just worried about me. Sam, however, was crying and trying hard not to show it because even when I ran out of the house earlier I didn't shed a single tear. The look on my little brother's face almost made me though.

Dean asked me if I had ever told dad what I had just told them and I said no. I told him that I had forgotten until we were standing in that room. He nodded and said that I should tell him as soon as we found him. Something in his voice caught my attention. He knew that I had left something out and thought that even if I never told him and Sam I had to tell dad.

We sat there in my room for a few more minutes and then went downstairs to see what Missouri had planned to get rid of the poltergeist. We found her in the kitchen. She was pulling out all kinds of glass jars from different cupboards. She pointed to some sandwiches sitting on the table and told us to sit down and eat while she finished getting everything we needed.

Later that night we went back to Jenny's. Missouri sent Jenny off with her kids to go watch a movie while we spread out through the house to place the cleansing pouches. Missouri took the basement, Dean was on the first floor, Sam took the second floor, and I got the great pleasure of going to the attic. Good thing there was only 1 window I didn't have to get to close too because I hate heights.