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Here is the long chapter I promised y'all! I thought it was going to be longer but its still more then twice as long as the last two chapters!

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Dean

As I watched them take Kenz away, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty for taking Sammy away from her. Sam is as protective of Kenz as we are of each other.
Don't get me wrong I am very protective of her too. But Kenz and Sammy, they have a special connection. He's the only one who calls her 'Kenzie' just like I'm the only one who calls him Sammy. I simply just call her kiddo.

We have both had our fair share of moments with her. Moments we keep to ourselves, and don't really talk about with anyone.

My favorite moment we shared was the day she I let her drive Baby.
She was sixteen.
Armed.
And ready for a fight.

Sam was at the library on research duty that day and was held up there asking about some ghost that was said to haunt the old abandoned train station just right outside of this little town in the middle of nowhere, Virginia. Kids were going there and dying.
Every single last one of them found dead, blood pouring out of their ears eyes and nose, bleeding to death.
It was said that the ghost starts to kill you within the first fifteen minutes and by minute twenty you're dead.

I had to get Kenz out of the library, she was going crazy, and I wasn't about to take her back to the motel where she wouldn't be able to sit still. She hadn't been on a real hunt in a couple of weeks and she just wanted to kill something, she just wanted excitement. So I told her we would go check out the train station before dark, which is when all the killings were happening.

The ghost was some chick named Anna Key, who was murdered on the tracks, strapped down and ran over by a train. This was in the late eighteen hundreds, about seventy years ago they finally closed down the station, because there was too many murders happening. The murders stopped until about two months ago, when kids started daring each other to go there at night and stay for an hour to see what would happen.

Ill tell you what happened.
They died.
Every last one of them.
But only teens. Anyone older then eighteen lived. Supposedly the group that tied her down was just a bunch of stupid teens.

We pulled up to the train station and she was practically bouncing in her seat, hand on the door handle ready to jump out.
She did as best as she could to put a cap on her enthusiasm but every few seconds she would let out a little squeal. It was cute, I kinda miss it. She doesn't squeal anymore.

We pulled our shot guns, with salt rock rounds, out of the trunk and a lighter that I stuck in my pocket. We wouldn't need any of it, it was just a precaution, you can never be too safe when dealing with these evil sons of bitches.

We had only been in there for ten minutes when Kenz herd it.
She dropped her gun, a scream full of pain coming out of her mouth. I couldn't hear whatever she was hearing, and that's when I knew that this ghost wasn't just mad it was pissed. She was coming out and killing whenever she wanted now. It was the same physical pain scream she let out in the car yesterday.

I grabbed her just as she started to fall and I set her on the ground so she wouldn't bust through the rotted floorboard.

"Kenz what's wrong?!" I had to yell over her scream, so that she would hear me over her screaming.
Her eyes started to water and I could tell she was seconds away from crying from the pain in her head, the sound that I couldn't hear. She stopped screaming long enough to answer through gritted teeth.

"That sound! Its killing me!" I pulled out my cell and called Sam as fast as I could.
"Hey man, find anything?" he sounded tired, like he just wanted to go to bed. When he finished talking Kenz let out a bloody murder scream.
"I don't know what's happening man! That Anna chick is putting of some sort of frequency that I can't hear! But its killing Kenz!" I turned back to her. At that moment I understood what she meant by the sound was killing her "she's bleeding out of her ears and nose, man. Sammy give me something she's dying here!" I herd papers ruffling on his side of the phone and I know he had a way to save her.

"Okay, okay go to the window on the far end of the station and look out of it. Do you see a cross under a tree on the other side of the tracks?" I ran over to the window and sure enough there was a cross planted under a tree.

"I see it! Thanks!" I snapped my phone shut and ran to the Impala to get a shovel, salt and kerosene. That bitch was going down! I had to run through the station to get to the other side of the tracks. While I was inside I herd Kenz whisper to me.
"Hurry." she said, when she looked up at me I saw that she was bleeding from her eyes now,
and she was having a hard time breathing too.

That was the fastest I'd ever dug up a grave, which is saying a lot, I've dug up hundreds of graves. She wasn't buried deep, because there wasn't much left of her, she was sort of just thrown into a round hole piece by piece. I threw the shovel downs and dumped kerosene and salt in the hole then lighting my lighter and popping that into the hole too.
"Burn in hell bitch." I said as flames licked the edges of the hole.
I ran back to the station, back to Kenz.
She was breathing normal, and the only sign something was wrong was the blood she was wiping from her face and the blood on the floor.

She stood up, wiping the last of the blood from her chin.
I stood in the doorway and she stood where she was.

"What a bitch." she said then smiled her Kenz smile that everyone loves.
"You saw her?" I asked.

"Yeah. She was ugly and had bitch written all over her face." she chuckled and bent over to retrieve her shot gun from the floor. She was trying to joke around, and she was doing a pretty good job at it but I could see through her wall.

"Hey Kenz?" I tried to sound casual but I knew I didn't. "what did you hear? That sound that you said was killing you, what was it?" her smile weakened a little before she smiled ever bigger.

"She hits you where it hurts. Taking the noise that hurts you the most and amplifying it in your head." she didn't answer me but I could tell by the reply she wasn't ready to tell me what it was. Later on she told me that the sound was her brother and mom screaming her name while they were dying. She also said that a lot of the pain was coming from whatever was bleeding in her head, she said that hurt like a bitch.
"She stood in front of me the whole time." she said once we were outside
"She just stood there and watched, she was enjoying it,
she was smiling like once I was dead what happened to her wouldn't feel so bad. But you know what I think? I think she was pissed and just wants to kill anything she could.
She told me she was going to kill you and Sam too, even though you guys aren't teens." she paused and dropped her head and kicked a rock laying at her foot.
That's when her words hit me.

"The bitch talked to you? Wait a second, she knew about Sammy?"
I was confused, how did she know about Sammy?

"It appears the bitch was smarter then we gave her credit for." I've herd of this before though.

"It's called a familiar spirit Kenz, I didn't know until now that it can work with ghosts but pretty much they know everything about you." I could see this freaked her out a little bit but she quickly got over it. She reached into the car and pulled out her sunglasses along with two beers.

"What so you think your doing?" I asked at the sight of the beers. She handed one to me, then slipped on her sunglasses, and I took it then she went to take the cap off the one she was still holding.

"Drinking a beer. We did good, its okay to celebrate." she gave me her duh attitude, but she hadn't taken the cap off yet. She was waiting to see what I would say, waiting for my approval.

"Tell you what. You don't drink that beer and I'll let you drive back to the motel." she looked at me for a second, contemplating on if I was being serious or not, before replying.
"Really?" she said lightening her grip on the cap of the beer.

"Yeah," I said "I'll make you a trade, these keys for that beer." she looked at the the beer then handed it over.
"Good." I said then put the keys to Baby in her still outstretched hand.

She got in the car and sat there for a minute just soaking it all in. She had never even sat in the driver seat before that day. The first time I let Sam drive her was when he was fourteen and we were in the middle of the dessert and I needed to sleep.
I figured it was time to let her drive the Impala.
After a few minutes she put the keys into the ignition and turned the keys. She roared to life, and we rolled down the windows. Kenz put Kansas on and turned it up, loud, then she threw the car into drive and we were off. It was a thirty minute drive back to town and we drove all the way too fast and with wind blowing in our faces.

This is what I thought of as they took my little sister away in the ambulance. I walked back inside to grab my keys off the table but halfway there I thought of something.
When she woke up she would want her afghan, so I picked it up off the floor and neatly folded it up before picking up my keys and heading off for the hospital.

I broke every speed limit on the way there, so by the time I got there I knew they had just gotten there to and I wouldn't be able to see her for a while. I went down to the cafeteria and ordered two cups of coffee, afghan still in hand. I must have had worry written all over my face because the lady behind the counter looked at me with pity filled eyes as she handed me the coffees and my change.
Don't look at me like that, I thought. She's not going to die.
It took everything in me not to run out of the cafeteria, I hate it when people look at me like that.

I made my way to the waiting room where I found Sam sitting.
I sat down next to him, and he took one of the coffees and noted the afghan in my hands, I laid it on my lap and took a sip of my coffee.

"Never again." Sammy said.

"Never again." I agreed. We didn't need to put a voice to what we were agreeing on.
We had agreed that we would never again leave our little sister alone when she's sick ever ever again. We both laid our heads against the wall and fell asleep.

After a while I herd someone come into the room.

"Family of Mackenzie Goodwin?"

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