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Chapter two - The Winchesters.
Bobby watched the two young women walk into his house and sighed. The news that they had given him wouldn't have shocked him as much if Imogen was only having visions about something else supernatural. The fact that she was having visions about Lucifer, his own house, himself and two other men who he guessed were probably the Winchesters was the thing that really got to him.
"Right, I'll lead ya'll into the kitchen in a bi-"
"It's okay," Imogen shrugged, smiling a small, nervous grin. "I know where the kitchen is, we'll go and wait for you if you'd like? Come on Lanie." She dragged her older sister with her down Bobby's small hallway and went into the Kitchen.
Bobby sat in his wheelchair for a few seconds, completely dumbfounded. "I really need to ring the Winchesters." He muttered to himself as he pulled out his cell phone.
The Impala was cruising down a deserted back road in South Dakota. Inside, were the usual suspects; Sam and Dean Winchester. Of course a road trip in the Impala wouldn't be the same without some classic rock. Lately, spirits within the Impala were low. Each and every day that passed, the hope of winning against the devil was slipping from both of the brothers minds.
"Dean..." Sam began, his hand running through his hair in a frustrated manner.
"No Sam." Dean stated firmly - in the tone that told his younger brother that their conversation was over.
However, Sam wasn't just going to shut up. "Dean, I can do it. I know I can. Do you not believe in me?"
Dean scoffed. "You want me to just let you jump straight back into the game? On a demon ganking gig? Going to Bobby's for a few days will do you good."
"You don't believe in me." Hurt, pain and guilt passed through the younger Winchester's eyes.
Suddenly, Dean having enough, the Impala skidded to a halt. "You're not going on a hunt for demons with your... thing! Okay?" Dean snapped, his nostrils flared. Before his brother could argue back his cell phone sounded off in his pocket. "Saved by the bell." He mumbled to himself and Sam pretended that he couldn't hear him. Fishing his cell phone from his pocket Dean then held it against his ear and sighed. "What?" He demanded grumpily.
"Don't you 'what' me, boy."
Dean's eyes widened. "Oh, uh, sorry Bobby."
"You better be."
"So, what did you call for?" Dean questioned, scratching the back of his neck nervously.
"You and your idjit brother better get here as fast as that danged car can take ya."
Sam glanced at his brother curiously, wondering why Bobby sounded so worried.
"Well, I was on my way to a demon hunt so I'll drop Sammy off on the way a-"
"I'm coming with you Dean!" Sam protested angrily. "I'm not a baby!"
"Well you sure sound like one now!"
"Boys!"
"Sorry Bobby." Both of them muttered similtaneously.
"Now, I want you both to be here as soon as you can. I think it's probably best that they explain why they're here."
Sam mouthed 'they' in a questioning manner to Dean but he simply shrugged. "We're actually on the way to yours anyway... see you in ten."
"Bye... idjits." Bobby clicked his cell phone shut.
Dean placed his own cell phone back into his pocket and frowned, confused. If Bobby wanted them to get to his immediately then it was obviously some sort of emergency.
Imogen paced around Bobby's kitchen, taking in every single part of it that her eyes would allow. She was utterly amazed and speechless. Everything was exactly as she had imagined it, right down to the newspaper on the table.
"Would you stop that?" Lanie snapped causing Imogen to glance over at her. She was getting really uptight about the whole situation. When they arrived in South Dakota she hoped that the trip wouldn't amount to anything and that Imogen wasn't going through something as big as visions.
"Stop what?"
Lanie rolled her eyes. "Pacing around like a child at Disney World."
"Well, I'm sorry." Imogen muttered sarcastically.
Bobby wheeled into the kitchen and offered a small smile at both of the girls. "I just rang some people who might be able to help."
Lanie looked over curiously. "Hunters?"
"Of course they're hunters girl." Bobby stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. He then turned to Imogen. "I think they might be the voices that you hear."
"The two men?" Imogen didn't really know how to feel about that. When she first started having her visions she was overwhelmed by the love that the two men shared for each other and, at first, she thought they were gay. But then she realised that they were brothers of some sort. Lately, in her visions, they had been arguing a lot. She wished that she didn't have to listen to them argue.
Bobby nodded as he wheeled closer to the table. Imogen sat down on one of the chairs and Lanie simply leant against the kitchen counter. "Did you happen to get the names of them?" Bobby questioned.
Imogen bit her lip as she shook her head. "No. I'm pretty sure they're names have been mentioned but they're the only thing that I forget about these visions." Suddenly, she started to feel quite light headed. Taking a deep breath, Imogen tried to push away the headache that was slowly beginning to develop in her mind. She placed her head in her hands and massaged her temples, counting to ten mentally.
"Imogen?" Lanie noticed her sister's sudden change in emotion.
"I-I'm fine." Imogen muttered back, trying to remain brave.
Lanie raised her eyebrow but said nothing when Imogen looked back up to both her and Bobby and forced a smile on to her face. "So, I'd just like to say thank you." Imogen stated through a strained breath, changing the subject.
"Imm', you're not okay." Lanie pressed the issue, her eyes narrowed protectively.
Imogen frowned. "I'm fine!" She snapped.
Bobby looked between the two girls and couldn't help but notice that they reminded him of two certain people.
"You can't keep pretending that everything is fine when it's not Imogen. I'm your big sister; I've been able to read your mind since you were a baby." Lanie pushed her aurburn hair away from her face.
Imogen simply turned back to Bobby, her head beginning to spin. "Could I possibly use the loo?"
Bobby chuckled slightly.
"What?" Both Imogen and Lanie questioned, their eyebrows arched high.
"Nothing, it's just, here, we call it a restroom."
Imogen smiled, deciding that she liked Bobby already. "Can I use the restroom please?"
"Sure," Bobby began, pointing towards the kitchen door. "Go up the stairs and it's the first one on the left."
Imogen rose up from her chair and walked in a diagonal, stumbled line to the kitchen door. Inside, she kept repeating that she was okay. When she got into the hallway, three soft taps on the front door came to her attention.
"I'll get it." She shouted to Bobby as she approached the door - It was the least she could do. Imogen opened the door to come face to face with two men; the two men who she guessed were the guys that Bobby suspected were in her visions.
Both of them looked surprised. The one with the spikey hair simply smirked and looked her up and down. Imogen reserved the notion to roll her eyes. She then looked to the taller of the two and smiled politely.
He returned the smile but he was still a little bit apprehensive.
"Have we got the right house?" He joked to the guy next to him.
"Sammy, I hope not." The other guy smirked again, looking Imogen in the eye. "Hey there darlin', I'm Dean, is Bobby here?"
Imogen opened and closed her mouth a few times in shock. The voices of these guys were exactly identical to the ones in her visions. After a few moments, she cleared her thorat. "Yes, he's in the kitchen." Imogen took another deep breath and felt as if she was burning up.
Dean's eyes widened when he heard her accent. He turned to his brother, and had the most confident grin on his face. "British chick!" He whispered. Sam rolled his eyes at his brother. They had just met the poor girl and he was already hitting on her.
Suddenly, Imogen dropped to the floor with a thud and her body tensed up.
Sam was down on the floor like a shot. "Shit," He muttered to himself as he knelt down beside Imogen and tried to shake her awake. "Dean," He looked back up to his brother. "She's burning up!"
"I'll go and get Bobby." Dean stated, panicked, as he rushed past them both and into the kitchen.
Sam placed his palm over her forehead and winced as if he had been scalded.
Dean rushed into the kitchen, almost tripping over his feet. He saw Bobby sitting beside the table next to another woman and his breath almost hitched in his throat. Her aurburn hair bounced off of her shoulders which led his eyes towards her face. Her big green eyes pulled him in. His eyes travelled down to her cleavage and he licked his lips, smirking slightly. She was staring at him now, in a confused manner.
"Um, hi?" Lanie stated.
"Boy, get your head out of the gutter."
Dean suddenly snapped away from looking at her and turned towards Bobby. "The other girl just passed out."
Lanie jumped up from her seat, her eyes widened. "What?" She walked towards Dean, pushing passed him in a rush. She was going to kick her sister's ass; Lanie knew that there was something wrong with Imogen.
When she reached the hallway she saw that another man was knelt down towards her sister, feeling her pulse.
"Imogen," Lanie began as she knelt down beside them.
Suddenly, Imogen let out a wracked howl and started shaking violently. Sam scooted back a little bit as Lanie grabbed hold of her sister's shoulders frantically.
"Imogen, I've had enough!" Lanie snapped angrily.
Imogen looked over to her, tears welling up in her eyes.
"You're a freak! Okay? You're evil, a monster!"
"You don't mean that." Imogen walked closer to her sister, who simply pushed her away. Imogen stumbled to the ground.
Lanie inched closer and gave her sister a harsh glare. "You're dead to me." Lanie walked out of the room and slammed the door shut.
"Lanie!" Imogen called out. She thrashed so wildly that she punched Lanie in the face, causing her to fall backwards. Imogen woke up from her vision and looked around, her breath jittery.
"Shit." Lanie muttered.
Imogen's eyes widened when she realised what she had done. "Lanie," She winced as she got up from the floor. "I'm so sorry."
Lanie waved her hand dismissively. "I'll punch you another time to make it even." Even though she was joking, Lanie was frightened. This time was the worst that Imogen's visions had ever gotten. Usually they didn't amount to her thrashing around on the floor. Lanie helped her sister up from the floor and sighed.
"Did you have... another vision?" Bobby questioned from behind Dean.
Images of her vision came back to her mind and she frowned. She was completely heart broken even thinking about Lanie saying those words to her.
"What was it about?"
Imogen looked down. "Just the usual." She didn't want to even tell anybody about what she had seen. Lanie raised her eyebrow at her sister's comment.
Dean cleared his throat. "Um, does somebody want to explain this all to me? Because, I'm clueless."
"Me too." Sam raised his hand.
Bobby, Imogen and Lanie glanced between each other; this was going to be a long night.
Hey, thanks for the reviews WhoKnowsWho and bjq! Hopefully this chapter didn't bore you too much... there will be much more interaction with the Winchesters and Imogen and Lanie in the next chapter and more information about who Imogen and Lanie actually are. Also, thanks to everyone who story alerted!
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