Oshea opened the door as she heard the knock and arched a brow as she looked them over. She sighed and stepped away from the door, holding it open to let them walk in. "You boys have fun?" She asked sleepily with a small, wry grin on her face as she closed the door behind them.
"Oh yeah," Dean said, nodding. "We had a super time. Instead of the demons attacking us all at once, they gave us presents and cake, and we played pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey. It was a blast."
"Hate we missed it." Oshea said with a yawn, sitting back down on the bed and drawing her legs up into an Indian style. She had been sleeping in one of Dean's shirts. She yawned and rubbed her eyes, glancing at the clock. "You guys were out partying all night. We have to go to work. Ella…," She stood up and walked over to her, giving her a little shake before turning back to Dean. "Give us the knife." She said, holding out her hand. "We're going to need protection."
"Oh yeah," Dean said with a nod, pulling the knife out of his pocket and handed it to her. "You know, we should really come with you guys. That orphanage is pretty big, no way that you two can be everywhere at once to make sure something doesn't happen."
"You guys sure you don't want to recharge your batteries?" She asked with her brows furrowed. She took the knife and looked at it before handing it back over. "You keep it. The demons don't seem to be coming into the orphanage anyway, they're all too busy guarding the graves." She stood up and walked toward the dresser to get some clothes. She kept her hair in a ponytail as she shed Dean's shirt and pulled on a skirt and another button down shirt. "Ella, get up, it's go time. Come on." She said, giving Ella another shake.
Ella grumbled something before finally dragging herself out of bed. "I'm up, I'm up! Let me go take a shower real quick and then we'll go," she said, disappearing quickly from the room with some clothes, the bathroom door closing quickly followed by the sound of the shower starting.
"Hurry up, we don't want to be late! We have to make sure no one else d-" She stopped as she heard her cell phone ringing. Her brows furrowed and she walked to her bed, flipping her phone open. "Hello?…. Yes, Mrs. Halloway, my sister and I are-….what?" She closed her eyes and sank down to the edge of her bed, sighing. "Alright… no, don't worry… we'll be there soon. Yes, I understand. Everything's going to be okay, Mrs. Halloway, alright? We'll figure out a way to stop this, I promise." She closed her cell phone and rubbed her eyes.
Dean arched a brow. "What happened, who was that?"
"That was Mrs. Halloway, the head mistress. Someone else was killed, Dean," Oshea whispered, lowering her hand and looking up at him with a frown. "Lily Anderson. She was one of the guardians, she had a really close connection to this girl Amber. Amber would have nightmares and Lily would go in her room and sit with her until she fell asleep. Amber woke up and found Lily sprawled on her bed… Lily's dead, Dean…"
Dean cursed under his breath. "This is great, just great," he said as he started to pace the room, his arms crossed over his chest.
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A few minutes passed, and Ella hopped out of the shower, drying herself off and changing into a pair of dark jeans and a black button down shirt. She towel dried her long brown hair, leaving it damp and curly as she stepped out of the bathroom to find everyone sitting in silence, anxious looks on their faces. "Did I miss something?"
"Lily Anderson is dead, Ella." Oshea said, standing up and putting her phone in the front pocket of her dress jacket. She buttoned up the three buttons of the jacket and turned to Dean. "We have to get to the orphanage. You and Sam see if you guys can get to the graves."
Ella's eyes widened. Dean nodded as they all grabbed what they needed and piled into the Impala. When they got to the orphanage, they parted ways. Ella and Oshea went inside, and Dean and Sam cut around the back of the orphanage, weapons in hand as they walked towards the trees.
Oshea and Ella parted ways once they reached the orphanage. While Ella was going down the hallway, a young boy wearing a baggy t-shirt and jeans stood at the end of the hallway. The boy glared at her and tilted his head slightly as his form flickered. Ella raised the shotgun she was holding, immediately cocking the gun and firing at it. The spirit vanished upon impact, and Ella continued walking.
"We tried to tell you." Behind her came the voice of a young girl. Behind her stood a little girl wearing a plaid dress. "We tried to tell you and you did nothing. You let them kill us." The girl's form flickered. "Now you're going to die just like we did…"
"What are you talking about?" Ella said, backing away from the spirit slowly, holding the gun shakily in her hands.
"We told you that they were trying to kill us… you wouldn't listen. You let them kill us," The girl repeated, narrowing her eyes. "They poisoned us… it hurt… and now… now you're going to hurt, too. Your insides are going to hurt like ours did… and you'll die. Die… die… die…" She said in a low, singsong voice.
Ella hesitated for a moment, but then fired at her.
"Die…,"The little girl smiled faintly just before the bullet struck her and she vanished.
Downstairs, Oshea was digging through the files when she came across one of the old staff folders. She frowned and her brows furrowed as she flipped through the folders, finally coming across one that caught her attention. Her eyes grew wide as she saw the name on the folder and she dropped it, leaving the file cabinet's drawer open and the file spilled on the floor as she dashed from the room and raced up the stairs. "Ella! ELLA!" She screamed, sliding one hand along the banister, her shotgun in the other. When she saw her down the hall, she ran toward her. "Ella, you have to leave. You have to get out of here now!"
"What are you talking about-" Her question was cut off by the singsongy voice of one of the spirit children, who appeared in front of Ella. A little boy appeared a second after, joining in on the song. Followed by another. "Die.. Die.. Die," They all sang. The shotgun fell from Ella's hands as she fell to the floor, coughing. Blood splattered onto the linoleum floor as Ella coughed and coughed, gasping for breath.
"ELLA!" Oshea screamed as she pulled her gun and shot at the spirit girl. The girl's form vanished, but the two boys continued to sing, holding each other's hands and swinging them back and forth as they sang. Oshea cocked the gun and aimed at the other boy, sending him into a pile of sparks and black fog. The last boy continued to sing until the next bullet struck him. Oshea stepped forward and dropped her weapon, kneeling on the floor and cupping a hand against the back of Ella's head, lifting her up a little. "Ella… Ella, no… you have to stay with me…"
Ella was still choking a little as Oshea held her. Then she stopped moving.