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Lauren's POV

Okay Dean took the vision thing eerily well. But I guess if little brother had the same issue then he'd be used to it. I was a little weirded out that he seemed so calm, most guys I tell call me a freak and run away. Another score for Dean where others have failed I guess. I don't know why I hugged him, probably because I was traumatized because I saw someone die and he was the only person there.

Aw who am I kidding? I hugged him because I saw him die and I cared about him. I didn't want that to happen. And I guess I sort of hugged him for my own selfish benefits. I mean COME ON! He is so friggin warm. He smells amazing, and his biceps are like as big around as me. Tell me if you had the chance to hug that you wouldn't? If you wouldn't your on some serious crack.

Anyway, we decided to set up a distraction and make sure we get to the funhouse before Cleo did.

"I just wanna make sure we do this right." I said. Dean shook his head.

"Ah, don't worry. We gotta beat this bitch at her own game. And I'm kind've lookin forward to makin her look like an idiot." He smirked. "If this works." He added.

"Don't say if." I said. "Whenever you say if something bad always happens." He nodded.

"Sorry."

"Don't be. Now, let's go smoke that bitch." I said.

"Do you got everything?" He asked. I held up the firecrackers and grinned.

"I think so." I laughed.

"Then let's blow this pop stand."

I set the firecrackers outside the the office against the back wall. They were set in an automatic starter, all I had to do was push a button and zip off they'd go. Thank god the rain stopped huh? I went back inside and smiled at Dean.

"Thundercats are go." I grinned. He laughed, doubling over and holding his ribs. "What the hell's wrong with you?" I asked.

"Oh, oh my god. That was so friggin lame." He laughed.

"Stop actin like a ten year old and let's go." I said. I walked over to him and slung his arm over my shoulder. He groaned, I rolled my eyes. "Stubborn jackass." I mumbled.

"Till the day I die." He said. I opened the door and stepped outside. The funhouse was a five minute walk from the main office. Considering I had to carry myself and half of Dean's weight, it would probably take us ten. Every time we took a step Dean tensed and flexed his jaw.

"Are you alright?" I kept asking. Each time I did he nodded, I rolled my eyes. "Effing liar." He nodded again. "You know honesty is the best policy." He shrugged.

"I'm not one to blab how I feel." He said.

"Maybe you should start. If you're hurt you don't need to bottle it up just cause you're a guy." I said. "Hiding stuff like that's a major turn off, at least for me."

"So what, you like the sensitive guys?" He asked. "I ain't no damn pansy and I never will be." I shook my head.

"I didn't say sensitive. It's a trust thing. I guess what I'm trying to tell you, for future reference, is you need to trust someone enough to where you can tell them how you feel. You can't be the strong one for everyone else all the time, no one can. And stop bottling everything up. It'll kill you if you do." I said.

"I think I get what you're sayin'." He said. "So like right now..."

"Right now I know that every move you make hurts like hell and you're bein' Mr. Macho about it." I said bluntly.

"And you don't like that?" He asked. I shook my head.

"I don't see a point to it."

"Alright," He sighed. We took another step.

"Just be honest, seriously."

"Ahn." He winced. We walked a little further. "Ohnsss."

And for the first time in my life I made a breakthrough with someone.

Dean's POV

Why the hell am I acting like this? This isn't what I do. She's right. I'm the one in a situation who worries about you and keeps the attention off of me. But something about what she said, and how she was made me act different. I didn't have to hide anything from her. She wanted to help me and knew that the way I act is unnecessary with her. It was a relieved frankly. I couldn't be this way with Sam I'd just give him more to worry about than he needed. And Dad, huh. Like I could ever tell Dad anything besides what thing it is we're hunting.

"Gah!." I grunted, a wave of pain spiking to my ribs. "Dammit."

"It's alright." Lauren said. She pulled a remote out of her pocket and pushed a button.

"Burn baby burn." She said. The fireworks rocketed from their place and into the sky. We stood still for a moment, making sure Cleo arrived at her mark. All we heard was silence for a moment.

"Now Dean I thought you'd be smarter than that." She said. I smiled. A few moments later. "AHHH!"

"Eat sulfur bitch." Lauren laughed. We looked ahead toward the funhouse. It was maybe a hundred yards away. It seemed like a mile to me. We got inside and I had to stop myself from laughing. The room was black lighted and neon specks covered the floor. Smoke billowed around us and there were mirrors. Everywhere. And I mean everywhere. There was a line of mirrors going down each side, showing a never ending reflection of itself.

"This isn't weird." I said. Lauren giggled.

"Dean!" Cleo's voice said in a sing-song voice. "Where are you?" Her voice was outside but not far off. "Oh," Her voice said. "There you are." Suddenly I felt this pull behind my stomach jerking me away from Lauren. She held me fast but it was no use. I flew down the hallway and rammed against a mirror. My reflection was everywhere. I was lifted above the ground and couldn't move. "I told you you're mine." She said. Cleo was still outside but was controlling me from there.

My head flew back and blood ruptured in my mouth. My insides were on fire and felt like they were tearing.

"Lauren!" I screamed. "Please someone help me!" I felt the skin on my arm start to tear. "OHHUHN!"

"Dean!" Lauren yelled. I could see her running dow the hall toward me.

"Please she's gonna kill me! Help me please!" I begged. Lauren ran faster, she was close. Cleo laughed and I felt my bandages tear, then the skin on my chest. Slowly, and painfully. A bloodcurdling scream fell over my lips.

"Dean!" Lauren shrieked. My strength was leaving me, my vision turning into a blackening muddled mess.

"Lauren." I whispered, then fell into the welcoming darkness.

--Uh-oh!--