REUNITED AND IT FEELS AWKWARD

SCENE TWENTY-THREE

Two hands are fumbling with a set of keys when another much smaller slowly slides over them and slipping the keys away, opens the motel room door. It is dark inside and with no light two shadowy figures are entwined as they dance across the floor. Slowly they peel each others clothes off leaving a trail from the door to the side of the bed.

Across from the building in the parking lot Dean is sitting in the Impala. He mumbles to himself, "Sure glad I didn't pick that lock." Tilting the driver seat back, Dean settles in. "Well, Baby looks like it is you and me for the night. Just stay on your side of the bed. I wouldn't want people to get weird ideas." Pulling his jacket over him like a blanket Dean soon falls asleep unaware of the car just a few stalls down is also occupied.

Hours go by and dawn has yet to present its perky head to start the day. The parking lot is quiet and the echoing sound of a door quietly shutting leads back to a young girl walking across the parking lot to the passenger seat where she climbs in. Sitting across from her is the Demon woman with a smile on her face. "Did you do as I asked?" She watches the girl nod her head. "Good." Two figures in the back are hidden in darkness.

One man leans forward. "Onyx we need to get out of here before they wake up." He leans against the back seat and notices Onyx giving him a disapproving glance through the rear view mirror, her eyes burning blood red.

She half turns her head to speak, "Why don't you do what you're told Harold and dump that boy friend into the bushes." The dome light turns on when Harold opens his door and you can see the dark dried blood caked on the young boy's neck where Onyx had slit his throat. Dragging his lifeless body across the seat Harold struggles getting him out of the car and then shuts the door. The dome light goes out and only the parking lot light, some distance away, gives detail to the passengers in the front seat.

The young girl sits like a mannequin in the front seat. Onyx brushes the girl's long colored black hair behind her shoulder. "I just love you teenage girls these days, wanting to look so grown up." She sees a tear form in the girl's eye. "Hush Melynda, we don't want any crying. Remember you're in the adult world now. Well I suppose you already know that, since what? Oh yes, sixth grade. What were you twelve when you gave your virtue to that nice young neighbor boy?"

The dome light comes on and Harold climbs in closing the door, bringing back the darkness. He expresses his concerns. "That Agent Jonas is still asleep we should go over there and finish him off." Harold looks out the side back window across from him and through several cars to see Dean still sleeping.

Starting up the car Onyx doesn't respond to Harold's suggestion at first. She pulls out of the stall but instead of heading to the exit she slowly drives down and stops in front of the Impala. "If only it was that easy. You are a fool Harold to think that is an Agent." She looks into the Impala's windshield and can see just a glimpse of Dean's head sticking out from under his jacket. "That is Dean Winchester, so you can guess who we played house with tonight." Her voice becomes teasing, "His little brother Sammy, the bouncing baby Huey of the Winchester family." Just for spite Onyx throws the car into reverse then lays on the horn as she peels out backwards. Whipping the car into an empty stall and then slamming her into drive and tearing out of the parking lot towards the Grand Canyon.

The squealing tires and blaring horn had waken Dean just in time to catch a glimpse of the girl in the passenger seat and then he saw Onyx starring at him with a devilish grin on her face. "Damn it." Dean struggles to get out of the driver seat where he is cramped. His body falls out of the car when the door opens and he barely catches himself. "Sammy", he climbs to his feet and runs to the motel where the door is locked. With no time to pick the lock Dean decides to boot kick the door, causing it to fly wildly open then hit the wall and rush back at him. Inside he finds a messed up empty bed, then hears water and storms over to the bathroom and flings the door open, "Sam", Dean speaks loudly over the sound of the running shower.

"What the hell, Dean. You just got shampoo in my eyes." Sam puts his head under the steaming water and rinses the soap away. "Dean, your still standing there aren't you?" Sam listens and then pokes his head out of the pink, flamingo shower curtain. "Is there something you want or are you anxious to take a shower?"

Not sure what took place Dean collects his thoughts before he speaks. "Did you happen to ask how old the girl was, you were with last night?" He looks at Sam's confused expression, "Well, did you?" Then he changes the subject. "Look just get some clothes on we need to go. Your one night stand is about to be the next victim of Onyx."

Dean leaves Sam somewhat confused. The girl presented herself as being old enough, but that didn't matter for he knew Dean could spot trouble in a church filled with saints. So he quickly finished rinsing the soap off his rippling muscles and before long the two brothers were heading down the road towards the Grand Canyon.

After a long drive Dean pulls in to a look out post and they enter the small gift shop then leave with breakfast in their hands. A few yards away there is an overlook of the Grand Canyon where Dean after peering over the edge is paralyzed with fear. Shaking off the spasm he steps back and looks at Sam. "I am going to the car. I am not going down there" his voice is off pitch and skeptic, "If she is down there good." Dean becomes flustered, "I can't do it Sam not now, maybe not ever. We can catch that bitch on the next girl." Dean begins to have an anxiety attack and leans over to breath. Sam walks quickly to help him. "Oh man, I hate this." Anger replaces fear and Dean continues walking to the car. "We finally get to the Grand Canyon and I'm stuck in Anxiety deep dish canyon alamode. Man, what a way to ruin a good thing." He sits in the Impala while Sam looks at him with a questionable smirk on his face.

The passenger side window is open and Sam leans down to look inside. He watches Dean toss his breakfast on the dash, perspiration beading on his forehead. "Hey, man I don't think we need to enter the canyon. Maybe those ghost sightings weren't really ghost." He sees he has Dean's attention and gets settled in the passenger seat. "Yah, I think what people were seeing was Onyx's little minions running around preparing for the ritual and if that's true then, they are most likely at the Mary Colter Watchtower. Some of its designs are from the local Indians so maybe there is some spiritual connection. Or maybe another reason for the ghost sightings could be spirits fleeing the Indian Watchtower so as not to be earth bound by Demons."

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