--Hey sweet-hearts! Did you miss me? I know I missed you! Sexiness warning in this chapter!--

4

Dean's POV

I struggled against whatever was dragging me but it was no use. Cleo was twisted I knew that. And damn desperate. She was into that whole "together forever" BS. I was being pulled into this ride called Rapids, the ride where Cleo killed herself. I couldn't ignore the irony in Cleo killing herself on an Egyptian based ride.

When you first walk into this place you see a platform and a couple large round rafts. These rafts hold six to seven people and are built for durability. Once the rafts start their route downstream, the water gets worse and worse. Ramming into corners and rushing at least thirty miles an hour. It ends after about a quarter mile of water down the "river". The rafts were dormant now, the only thing in the water was a few dead leaves being pulled through the water. The ride itself took about two minutes.

I was dragged out to the middle of the platform and dropped. I fell on my back, hard. Groaning slightly I stood. The gate to the ride closed, indicating I was not getting out of here easily. I looked around for an escape route, the only one I saw was in the water, and that was the last thing I was going to do. Jumping in that water would kill anyone, and that included me. Suddenly I heard an echoing giggle around me even though I couldn't see anyone.

"Hello?" I yelled. "Come out come out whatever you are!" I said in a sing-song voice. I heard the giggle again. I turned around and saw a young woman with platinum blond hair in a cotton white dress. She was very pretty, minus the manic smile on her face.

"Hi Dean." She said shyly. "I've been waiting to meet you all day." She said. I smiled that cocky grin that always seemed to get me in trouble.

"I'll bet you have sweet-heart. And I've got to admit I feel the same way." I said, still grinning. Cleo looked confused.

"You do?" She asked hopefully. I chuckled slightly.

"Yeah. I mean I've been thinking about sending you to that big cathouse in the sky, or well, in your case, the ground, and I mean way the hell down south, all day." I said. Her face darkened.

"Now Dean," She said, walking toward me. "You and I both know that's a silly lie. I know what you want. And you know what I want." I backed up.

"Whoa there honey you gotta buy me dinner first." I said. She laughed.

"Enough games sugar." She said. I heard something rip and realized with a start it was my own shirt. I looked down at the long rip that had appeared down the middle. As I did I heard another rip and knew it was the back. The remains fell and Cleo giggled again, the sound ehoed around me.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy tiger." I said quickly. "You're hot and all but I don't do ectoplasm." She scowled at me.

"Then that's just too bad for you." She said coldly. Suddenly I flew back and landed in the water. It was freezing. I didn't have a chance to try and swim before the water carried me away. I couldn't breathe. Every time my face broke the water I was shoved back under with barely a breath.

Damn, damn, damn. I gotta get out of here. C'mon Dean, c'mon. You gotta get out of her or you'll die. Sam. Sammy...

Lauren's POV

I opened my eyes to hear Cleo giggle. I sat up and rubbed the back of my head revealing a nasty lump.

"Oh, that's gonna hurt in the morning." I groaned. I could barely remember what happened...Shit, Dean. I stood and ran toward Cleo's ride. Great, I pass out and god only knows what the hell she's doing to Dean. The ride got closer and closer though it seemed to get farther away. I stopped suddenly when Dean yelled. I reached the gate in time to see Dean strike the water. "Dammit!" I knew the iron gate wouldn't budge so I ran the other direction in the rides path.

I looked around frantically in the nearly black water. "Where is he?" I whispered harshly. The water seemed empty, nothing but a dark abyss when suddenly he broke the surface of the glassy darkness. It was only for a second before he fell back under again. "Dean!" I yelled, wincing as I saw his body slam into the wall going around a corner. I ran along the side, trying to follow him as best as I could, heart pounding in my ears, thoughts racing. I cursed when I tripped and scraped my knees.

"Sonuvabitch!" I looked behind me and saw a rope, extremely strong and taught, but thin enough I could tie it. I tied it to the rail and around my waist. Then, with no more than a seconds hesitation, I jumped in the water after Dean.

The water was icy when I hit it but I had to ignore it. If I didn't, Dean was dead. I swam on, coming up for air whenever I could. Finally, out of some miracle, I caught up to him. And by some other miracle it was just as the rope caught and ran out. I wrapped an arm around his waist and gripped him as tightly as I could. I looked at his unconscious face, which was bleeding.

"That was lucky." I whispered. I wrapped my arm around the rope and pulled against the water. The task was extremely difficult, with my weight, Dean's and the pressing cold water, I only moved a few inches at a time. But never the less out of pure adrenaline I reached shore and got us both out of the icy breathtaking water.

"Dean." I said, placing my fingers on his neck to find a pulse. When I found one I sighed. "Wake up baby, c'mon wake up." I pleaded. I was about to do CPR when he coughed and spattered water over his chest. I picked up his head so he wouldn't choke. "You'll be okay."

Dean's POV

I think I hit every part of my body on something. I had been slammed around so much it was a wonder I didn't break anything. I remember Sam saying something about when your unconscious your bones can take a lot of abuse and you'll be okey dokey but then again Sam's weird.

I thought I was dead when I hit the wall that last time. I really did. But my eyes opened and there was Lauren, soaked, holding my head in her lap. If I wasn't so water logged I would've said something smart-assy that probably would have made her mad, if smart-assy is a word.

"Mnn," I groaned, sitting up. Or well, at least I tried to. As I did Lauren put her hand on my chest. Once again the perfect moment to have a cocky remark but I was too busy choking.

"Yeah right baby like your goin' anywhere." She said. I rolled my eyes, frustrated.

"We can't stay here." I said. "She'll be looking for whatever was supposed to be left of me. We stay here we're sitting ducks."

"Fine." She sighed. She let me sit up and she stood. She helped me stand up, much to my body's displeasure, and I staggered slightly. I was friggin' freezing but I was worried about Lauren.

"You gonna be okay?" I asked. She wasn't looking at my face, her eyes were roving up and down my chest. I smiled and snapped my fingers in front of her face. "There'll be time for that later. Right now we got a ghost to smoke." Her face turned red.

"Hey I was making sure you didn't break anything." She retaliated. I shook my head and tried to walk. My attempt was answered with my knees shaking and my head swimming. I stumbled and she caught me, both sinking down to our knees. My head on her chest and her hands holding onto my back. My heart rate sped. "You're more hurt than you're telling me aren't you?" She asked. I shook my head.

"Nah I'm o-AHN!" I yelled, gripping the sleeves of her jacket tightly.

"We gotta get you out of here." She whispered. Suddenly there was an echoing cackle overhead.

"You aren't taking him anywhere."

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