The moon was full and shining down on the rippling ocean water. Sam took in a deep breath of the salty air as he stepped across the beach toward the rocks. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do to lure the kelpie out. He stripped of his shirt and walked to the water, diving in and swimming around a bit. He had resurfaced and was brushing back his damp hair from his face when he saw a blonde female sitting on the rocks. Sam's eyes grew wide as he stared at her, "…Jess…?" He swallowed hard and backed away. He had to keep focused. It was just a shape shifter. The woman beckoned for him and called his name, and he forced a smile. "Come on, Jess." He said, playing along. "Come back with me…" The kelpie slowly climbed down from the rock and slipped into the water. "Come on, Jess," He said, his voice cracking as the kelpie swam toward him.
He stepped up slowly onto the sand, and the kelpie crawling up out of the water. Sam stumbled back and fell onto the sand. The kelpie crawled onto him, stroking his bare chest. "Oh, Sam… I missed you…" It said softly, looking into his eyes. Sam swallowed hard and closed his eyes as the kelpie breathed against him and pressed her lips to his. Sam's brows furrowed, but he missed Jess so much it was so tempting to just let her. He was about to try to push her away, when seawater started to fill his throat. His eyes widened and he struggled as the salty water began to flow out of his eyes and nose.
Ella, Oshea, and Dean were all huddled behind a large multicolored beach umbrella, watching the scene quickly unfold. Both Dean and Ella were holding a tall can of Mega Rave hairspray in one hand, and a grill lighter in the other, preparing to jump up at any moment. Ella peered out from behind the umbrella for a quick moment. "Oshea, just stay back here. We can't risk you catching Sam on fire," She said, partly joking. "Okay, Dean, now!"
They both jumped up and ran towards the young woman that was taking Jess' form. "HEY!" Dean yelled loudly, hoping to get the woman's attention. Sam was limp in the woman's arms, his eyes rolling back a little as the kelpie kissed him. The kelpie dropped Sam to the sand and hissed at them, starting to step back toward the water, grabbing onto Sam's ankle.
Ella ran forward, flipping on the lighter and pressing down on the top of the hairspray container. Flames erupted from the nozzle as she aimed it toward the kelpie. The creature snarled and screeched. She let go of Sam and lurched forward toward Ella, striking out at the hairspray container and trying to knock it from her hand.
Ella stumbled backwards onto the sand, the hairspray and lighter falling a couple feet away from her. The kelpie snarled and leapt after her, clawing at the huntress with her long nails.
Ella screamed as the nails ripped through her shirt and cut into her stomach, leaving five long, bloody tears in the fabric of the blouse.
Dean stood behind the kelpie, hairspray bottle and lighter raised. "Hey you."
Oshea stiffened. "Ella! Ella!"
The kelpie turned around, snarling at Dean.
"Bye bye," he said, smirking a little, pressing down on the hairspray container, and flipping on the lighter. The kelpie gave a blood curdling screech as the fire exploded in her face. The fire spread over her hair and rippled over her skin that peeled away and curled until she crumpled into a pile of dust.
Ella groaned in pain as she tried to sit up. Dean let the lighter and hairspray fall to the sand as he walked over to Ella and helped her up, then walking over to Sam and kneeling over him. "Sammy, don't make me slap you again." Oshea rushed forward, following the sound of Ella's groans and knelt down beside of her.
"Ella, are you okay?" She asked quickly, lowering her hand and touching her sibling's shoulders, arms then finally finding the wound in her stomach. She stiffened. "Ella, you're hurt. How bad is it?" Sam was unmoving on the sand, the salty water still oozing from his eyes, nose and mouth. Even when Dean finally slapped him, he did not stir.
Dean's eyes widened a bit as he shook him once more. Sam flopped limply as Dean shook him and his head lolled to the side. His lashes fluttered slightly after a moment, though and he groaned, coughing and retching up sea water onto the sand. "Jess…" He panted, looking around as if searching for someone.
Dean let out a sigh of relief and then pulled Sam up into a sitting position. "Jess isn't here, Sam. Remember, it was just the kelpie…"
Sam coughed again and closed his eyes, running his hand over his hair. "Sorry.. I know… I just…" He sighed. "Did we get it?" He asked, wanting to change the subject.
Dean nodded. "Yep, it's ashes now."
"I'll be okay," Ella said, still wincing. The two sisters walked over to where Sam and Dean were. "Well, that was fun, only not really," Ella said.
Oshea smiled a little. "Thank you both… so much." She stepped over to Dean, placing a hand on his shoulder and standing on the tips of her toes, pressing her lips to his briefly before taking a step back. She brushed some of her hair behind her ear and cleared her throat. "I guess… Ella and I can go now that the kelpie is gone."
"We'll have to get you guys' phone numbers, you know, just in case," Ella said, smiling over at Sam. Sam looked up at her and blinked in surprise.
"You want our… Oh! Uh… it's um…," He stuttered a little, suddenly drawing a blank. "Dean's is… 785-555-0179. You can reach us both there. I don't actually have a phone right now… mine kind of is at the bottom of the ocean from when I jumped in the water the first time." He said a little sheepishly. "But Dean and I are never apart really, so… " He smiled a bit at Ella. "If you… yeah… you can call his phone."
Oshea nodded. "We'll send you our number once we get back to Scotland." She said with a smile, a little blush coloring her cheeks. "So if you ever need any help… or just want to talk… we'll be there."
Dean nodded. "See you guys around I guess…" He smiled.
Ella smiled at Sam, "Bye Sam, bye Dean," she gave Sam a small wave before she and her sister turned around and started to walk from the beach. Sam lifted a hand,
"B-bye, Ella!" He called after her. He lowered his hand and let it fall to the side again, giving a little sigh as he stared after her.
Dean turned and stared at Sam. "Smooth, Sammy, real smooth."
Sam blushed a bit and looked at him. "It's Sam. Not Sammy. Sam. And some of us don't flirt with everything feminine that breathes. So bite me." He said, glancing back one more time at Ella's dwindling form. "It's too bad they had to leave… we could have… you know… hung out on the beach or something." He said.
"Yeah, it's too bad," he mumbled, watching after them until the two of them disappeared from view. "Well, back to the hotel, then we can figure out where to go from there. I heard there was a nest of vampires in Illinois… Chicago, I think. Bobby mentioned it to me last week."
"Chicago it is then… are you sure you're not just wanting to go there for the hotdogs and pizza?" Sam asked skeptically, arching a brow.
Dean glared, and then shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe."
Sam rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Pig." He said under his breath as the sun began to rise over the water and they made their way back to the hotel.