I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters much as I wish I did so I could cash in big, but whatever…
Finding your way
They jumped into the impala and headed off for the crash site. There didn't seem to be much to it though, only a bit of glass and debris but no EMF reading.
"So, what happened?" Dean asked impatiently after having been staring at the same spot for awhile now.
"Well, I guess we could wait and see if something happens…" Sam answered.
"I guess we have to." Dean replied with a sigh.
They both headed back to the car.
"Wait, did you hear that?" Sam asked in a hushed voice.
"Hear what?" Dean asked rather annoyed at his younger brother.
"The rustling over near the crash site."
"Um… no. I didn't Sammy I think you're hearing things."
"No I didn't, and it's Sam." He replied angrily.
Suddenly the bushes near the site began to rustle and both brothers tensed and slowly eased out their guns. A opossum quickly scampered out of the brush and across the road right past the brothers. They looked back up and suddenly there was something else there, staring right at them with these bright blue eyes. It was a beautiful young women. She was dressed in a white nightgown and had a cheery smile on her face.
"Hello, Sam. I've missed you."
"Jess?"
"Yes Sam. It's me. Jessica."
"Sam it's not her. That is not Jessica. She's gone remember? Uh… Sam?"
Sam didn't hear his brother though all he could think of was how beautiful Jessica looked in the moonlight. Dean watched his brother as he stepped closer and closer to his dead girlfriend.
"Sam! That is not Jessica! That's the thing that's been killing people!"
Sam suddenly turned around and gave Dean a look of pure hatred.
"She is my girlfriend not some crazy thing. I LOVE her!"
At these words Sam launched himself forward towards Dean, who glanced at Jessica. A malicious smile was spread across her face. She seemed to enjoy watching this.
"Shit…" Dean muttered to himself as he quickly sidestepped a furious Sam.
Sam quickly spun back towards Dean and redoubled his efforts to attack. Dean was doing all he could to fend off Sam's ferocious attacks. He realized that he was fighting a losing battle and quickly switched to an offensive tactic. He decided injuring Sam was out of the question but not incapacitating him. He landed a quick blow to Sam's head and neck that would not kill him. Just knock him out. Sam slumped to the ground. Dean looked up at Jessica or whatever it was. It scowled back at him.
"I am going to kill you." It hissed.
"Like hell you are." Dean responded confidently.
The thing charged him and Dean quickly pulled out his gun and shot it in the heart. It didn't stop though it only paused momentarily to register what had happened and then continued on towards Dean. He pulled out one of the many knives he had in his jacket and readied himself. The thing came at him a lot faster than he was expecting and landed some hard blows to his chest and face. He quickly countered with a slash to the arm and abdomen. The thing cried out with rage at being cut.
"Oh, so you can be hurt." Dean said coolly.
"I will enjoy killing you, Dean." It hissed again.
With that it charged him again. Dean was ready this time though. He quickly dodged the attack and slashed the things abdomen clean open. It fell to the ground with a sickening thud.
"Serves you right… bitch…"
He touched his cheek which was now bruised and quite painful but he ignored the pain and went over to Sam. He picked him up and put him in the car. He got in and headed back to the hotel.
Well I totally forgot about the story but I just recently remembered that I had started it so I thought I should pick up on the story again.
