I am so sorry that it's taken me so long to update!! If an author of a story that I was reading took this long to update I would have definitely hunted them down and put the fear of the Winchesters in them…but I have a legit excuse. My computer crashed, and it's taken this long for the stupid Geek Squad to fix it. But now that it's fixed I'm writing over-drive, so I'll get back to updating weekly. So, here's the next chapter…finally! Let me know what you think!

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Elle closed the door behind her friend. Pausing to knead her fingertips to ward off the headache that was threatening to attack, her mind also went to that fateful day when she told her best friend everything…well, not everything. She wondered if she would ever be able to tell her best friend the one thing that terrified even her; and Elle had seen a lot in her short lifetime.

Elle's mind wandered even further as she leaned against a wall.

'Why haven't I told her yet? It's not like she'd be terrified, right? She handled everything else Sam and I have told her pretty well. But then again…I'm the weird supernatural being this time…and then I'd have to tell her about how Sam…and what if she decided to flip out after I told her? Would she go run out and tell someone?'

Elle shook her head.

'No. She wouldn't tell anyone. She wouldn't do that; right? I mean, even if she was scared shitless she wouldn't spill our secret…uggh. I'll just have to talk to Sam about the whole thing again.'

Shaking her head to clear it, she then stuck it into the kitchen briefly to look at her brother. As much as she hated to admit it, she could see the truth behind what Kay said. Sam was pretty cute; all of those years of evil fighting had left him quite muscular, and his puppy dog eyes were gorgeous. His caring demeanor was a definite plus as well; Elle knew firsthand at how awesome her big brother was. And, unlike most attractive guys — like Dean — Sam didn't know he was hot. She shook her head and walked into the kitchen silently, grabbing a water from the fridge.

"Did you finish your homework Elles?" Sam asked her, not even glancing away from his textbooks.

Elle took a swig of water. "Yeah. Are you uh going to be done soon Sam? I wanted to talk to you about something."

Sam sighed and shook his head. "We've been over that whole 'should I tell her' situation already Elle; and no, I won't be done soon."

"Oh. And I know we've talked about it already…I just…"

Sam gave a little cough.

"Fine; it can wait. Night Sammy."

'All I need is one damn second.' Elle thought to herself.

She stopped to give her brother a hug goodnight. Without even looking up at his sister he lifted his arms up and hugged her back. If he had looked up, he might have noticed how pale she looked, and how her forehead was crinkled with pain. But he didn't, and so Elle went silently back to her room. She stopped on the way to get some pills from the bathroom and popped them. Collapsing on her bed she crawled under the covers and continued to watch TV.

A few hours later Sam glanced up at the clock.

"Uggh, midnight." He cocked his head, listening down the hall.

"Is she seriously still up?" Sam mumbled to himself.

A look of comprehension flashed across his face. "She's probably waiting up for me." He said guiltily. "This Kay thing is really tearing her up."

He stood up and stretched, yawning. He walked quietly to Elle's room and opened the door. The only light in the room was coming from the TV; and so the room was illuminated in an almost eerie blue light. The lump under the covers wasn't moving at the moment, and its breathing was slow and even. He turned the TV off and went to Elle's bed, where he sat down on the edge, and slowly pulled the covers off of his sister. Elle's beautiful face was troubled, her hair was tousled.

'She must be having a bad dream.' Sam thought, concerned. He placed his hand lightly on her cheek, brushing his thumb softly against it. Even though she was sleeping, Sam could feel Elle leaning into his touch.

"Oh Elle." Sam whispered. He knew how bad her dreams could be, and hoped that this one wouldn't keep her up.

He leaned over and kissed the top of her head. 'Sleep well, Elle.' He whispered into her ear. Sam walked out of the room, going back to the kitchen to study for that terrible test.

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Sam woke up with a start to a bloodcurdling scream.

:-0 Cliffhanger!

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