Hey y'all remember me? Probably not haven't written in a while...

Oh well, if I had have it would have been when I didn't feel like it, so it wouldn't have been good.

So in my twisted logic, it's a good thing I took so long

It shall be of better quality

I'm not gonna ask you to review, coz since I started asking i haven't gotten any.

So please DONT review

Wink Wink

Ash

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Later that night Sam and Dean were in the Impala on their way to San Francisco.

Chris' warning hadn't really put them off, they already knew there was bad stuff going on, that was why they were going there in the first place. If anything His warning had just encouraged them to check it out.

'Sam I seriously can't do this whole, 'research in the car' thing. How about I drive for a while?'

Sam laughed.

'Dude you can hardly move your foot. There is no chance in hell that you will be able to push the pedal, I had to help you walk to the car...'

Dean glared at him and continued trying to read the information in front of him.

'Well can you at least turn this god-awful emo crap off?'

Sam laughed but didn't move to turn down the music, which was currently something by all American rejects.

'Dean if you think this is emo you should listen to some My Chemical Romance. Or some...'

'...And I'm sure you have a whole tonne of it hidden in your stash of emo music' Dean cut him off

'I can put some on if you like...'

'No! This is bad enough, if he doesn't shut up soon I swear I will stab him in the goddamned back!'(1)

'Just tell me what you've found...'

'Ok well it's pretty much just a bunch of people who all get extremely angry'

'that's it? I thought there was more... what about the theatre thing'

'I was getting to that...' Dean said through gritted teeth, he really disliked it when Sam drove. 'The only thing all of them had in common was the fact that they all went to the theatre'

'...'

'What?'

'Is that it?'

'Yes...'

'Then I hope you don't mind me asking, why the hell are we checking it out?'

Dean was surprised.

'My my Sam, you sound a bit like me at the moment, you really need to act less out of character...'

'Shut it' said Sam 'are you sure there isn't anything else?'

'Well yeah there is one other thing...'

'And what would that be?' Sam was getting impatient now, something that rarely happened.

'This city's jails are half empty, criminals in lockup is currently at an all time low'

'So... people aren't committing crimes? Police are doing a shitty job at catching the criminals? Call the press...'

'No, the crimes are being committed but some Dexter-wannabe(2) is taking out the trash himself...'

Sam throat went dry.

'You mean...?'

'Yep, someone's taking out all the criminals. And I don't mean out for lunch. Someone is doing our job for us'

--

Meanwhile in San Francisco Piper was searching on the internet.

She knew that she had promised Chris, but she couldn't help it.

She wasn't gonna let him carry all this on his own.

She had to find out what was so wrong.

Her thoughts flashed back to when Paige and Chris returned to the manor.

--

Piper heard some violent banging coming from down stairs.

'Hmmm... Probably Paige and Chris trying to kill each other. They DID just spend the evening together, I wouldn't be surprised if they can't stand each other any more...' she thought

Then she sighed.

'Better go check it out I guess...' she thought and headed down stairs.

When she reached the landing she wasn't all that surprised to meet a frantic Chris who was hurrying up the stairs towards the attic.

'Chris? Paige? What's going on?' piper asked

'Try asking him!' came Paige's angry voice from the bottom of the stairs 'he won't tell me!'

Piper turned to Chris but he had already reached the attic.

'Chris? Chris! Get back here...'

The door to the attic swung shut, Piper ran forward to try and open it but it was jammed. Or locked. Chris WAS in there... yeah probably locked.

'Chris open this door THIS INSTANT!' Piper screeched.

From inside the attic Chris involuntarily flinched a little, he never could stand her when she was angry. He always ended up backing down. But not this time. No this time it was mega ultra super important.

'Chris! If you don't open this door right now...'

Piper's threat was cut off when Chris orbed in front of her, giving her a warm smile.

'Wha?' she was puzzled to say the least.

But he didn't give her time to comment for he spun around and faced the attic door, reading a spell at the same time.

Seal this room from hex's and charms
no one may enter this room
no magic way to break the alarms
until I make the spell undo

He spun back around to face Piper.

'There' he said 'no one is to enter the attic. For ANY reason! No demon hunts, no magic. Got it?'

'What?' Piper was even more stunned.

Chris? Ordering them around? Ok well that wasn't anything new... but to order them NOT to hunt demons? What the hell was going on?

'Chris? What the hell?' asked Paige, who had by now reached the top of the stairs.

Chris sighed.

'If I tell you why will you not use any magic?'

'For how long?' asked Piper

'Until I say you can! Just until they're gone'

'Until who are gone?' asked Paige.

'There are hunters in San Francisco, and hunters don't believe in good witches. You need to drop completely from their raider. Ok?'

'Chris we can't just hide... if they are demons we have to vanquish them...'

'no that's just the thing, you can't vanquish them. They aren't demons they're humans'

'Humans? What good can a bunch of mortals do against our...'

'A lot' Chris cut her off. 'Look I know Sam and Dean in the future. Trust me we don't want to get on their bad side...'

'But what about this demon of illusion? We need to vanquish it before it hurts some more people...'

'Trust me, Sam and Dean can handle it.'

'But Chris, what if they get hurt?'

Chris sighed; he knew there wasn't any other way to do this.

'I'll watch over them then' he said 'if they catch me it won't be a problem, I'll be long gone if they ever come back to San Francisco.'

Chris knew that if the future Sam and Dean knew what he was doing they would be horrified. They did not need protection!

But he'd do anything possible to make sure they didn't even think about hurting his family!

--

Phoebe was walking through the main street of San Francisco on her way to her car.

She had been working very late, but this morning she couldn't get a park so she had to park two blocks away.

She suddenly felt like some gum and was happy that she had some somewhere in her bag.

She rested it on a bench and searched through it when she suddenly had a premonition.

A black 1967 Chevrolet impala with two male passengers (phoebe noted that they were both quite hot) was spinning out and ran smack into the bench.

Both passengers lay in blood and a man with black eyes was standing outside the car laughing...

Phoebe came out from her premonition with a start, and to her horror a black Chevrolet impala was driving up at the end of the street.

Phoebe thought extremely fast and ran out in front of the car, yelling 'stop!'

The car screeched to a halt in front of her and both passengers got out.

'What the hell? Are you ok?' asked the shorter of the two.

'I'm sorry if I scared you' said Phoebe 'but you have to hear this!'

She had decided that she would just go out and say it.

'This is probably going to be very hard to explain, but you need to get off the road!'

'What?' asked the taller one.

'Look, come to my place ok?'

'Excuse me lady but i got no idea what you are talking about' said the shorter one.

Phoebe sighed and decided to just tell them.

'Look you're in danger! I'm a witch and i just had a premonition of you two dying! I'm sorry I cant break you into the whole 'magic is real' thing gently but you are in danger! A demon is after you! Please believe me...'

Sam and Dean exchanged a look.

'We believe you' said Sam 'where do you live and what is with this 'witch' thing?'

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(1) Don't understand? Listen to some good music...
(2) once again, don't understand? Watch some good TV...