A/N:

- I hope I didn't take long time on posting this update – After all, I'm back on vaca but I gotta concentrate on some more important matter, school shopping. School is in 12 days so I have to make the best of'em.

- I hope some of you have checked the cover art I've posted on flickr – link on my livejournal. Also, I've posted redesigns of my other cover arts as well as new chapter arts for this fanfic – both the Intro & Ch1 "Lost & Found"

- The video is coming along well – but you will still have to wait. It's no easy job. Heh..

- I'm considering rewriting the story in third person POV, total different view yet same events – that of course after I finish it. Give me opinions.

- Of course, I have one last warning: the TVD view will only be present in this chapter, I think I'm ending it here as I seriously want this story to fully be a SPN-event fic. After all, you can start counting the seasons and see who deserves more room. Ha'ha

Disclaimer: I seriously need to do that, huh?
Characters originated by myself – then represented by the following.

Mara : Lucy Hale

Mia : Hayden Panettiere

Melanie: Sophia Bush

Max: Chad M. Murray

(I know most of my OC's names begin with 'M' – I just picked out my favorite names.)

Any other characters belong to Eric Kripke, and L. J. Smith.

Chapter Fourteen:

Sam's POV:

I huffed out a long breath, resting my pursed lips against my knuckles as my eyes fixed themselves upon Dean. He hung his head down, his eyes seemingly lost through the patterned wooden floor. Running what I've just learned through my mind, I could never understand how Dean felt at the moment. I eyed him quietly as he got onto his feet, walking towards the small fridge.

So the seal is broken because Lisa died…along with her youngest child. And Ben was Dean's, who was staying at Bobby's under Mia's care at the moment. I pulled my brows together, my mind switching its interest from Dean's ordeal to mine now. My eyes quickly scanned the room, alarmed, looking for any sign of what occurred here earlier. I sighed once and lowered them at the wooden floorboards, veiling my guilt.

I snapped my eyes up to meet Dean's when he nudged my shoulder with a beer bottle. He lifted his brow and let go of the bottle when I took it from him. I twisted the lid off and held down the bottle for a moment before I downed some of the liquid. Dean's voice broke the silence now, "Where's Mara?"

I pondered the question before I frowned. I shrugged once, "I …don't know." I glanced up at him, only to be met with a disbelieving gaze. "Dude, you don't know?"

"Yeah, Dean. I don't know. How am I supposed to know?..." I replied quickly as I got to my feet, walking away from him somehow and towards the door. I turned back to face him. "She's probably with Damon or something."

"With Damon...you're amazingly funny, Sam." He shook his once as he lifted the beer bottle to his lips. I lifted my brows as I eyed him intensely. I knew what he was doing, though I wouldn't him distract himself from his own problem now.

"Look Dean, where Mara is right now isn't your matter. You gotta talk, man." I said, making my words sound as sincere as they can get. I saw him glance at me through the corner of his eyes before he rolled them once.

"Last time I heard those words from you were when Dad died." He muttered quietly as he stared down at the wooden floorboards.

I blinked once, almost cursing under my breath for the coincidence. I set the beer down on the desk and placed a hand against my side. My lips parted a couple of times, struggling to find something to say. I almost blurted out anything when the door knocked. I sighed once and turned around, twisting the knob carefully and pulling the door open. My eyes almost wondered down to meet Mara's only to see the top of her head. "Sam, hand me my bag please."

"Mara..?" I frowned as I stepped back, giving her space to come in. But she didn't move, kept her head down and her arms folded over her chest. "What's wrong?"

"Just give me the damn bag, Sam, alright!" she yelled loudly as she snapped her head up to look at me. Her eyes lingered over my shoulder, at Dean, before they met mine. Demanding, angry, sad and wry…what's wrong with everybody today? I stared down at her, waiting for her facial expression to change – but it didn't. I just reached down to grab her backpack from beneath the desk and held it out to her. She snatched it from me, but while she did – she shoved something rough into my hand and fisted her hand around mine. She stepped back and grabbed the door knob, slamming the door as she left.

I glanced at the window, waiting to see her as she passed by. Her blue eyes almost met mine, stern they were, before she passed by and left. I shook my head in disbelief before I turned around to face Dean, who seemed impressed, and pretty distracted. I sighed once, not knowing if that was a good thing. I tightened my fist at my sighed, and hear that crumbling sound. I lifted my hand and looked into it, lifting my brows when I saw a crumbled paper in it.

"Well, open it!" Dean said as he quickly paced to stand beside me. I nodded once as I held the paper cautiously, leaning over the desk as I straightened it out. My eyes ran over the words scribbled haphazardly onto the paper before I started reading it out loud.

"Sorry, I had to do that. We're watched, and they know what we're planning. It's a lot to explain in just a paper. So we meet tomorrow. 37, 32. Be a blue bird, alright?" I held down the paper and glanced at Dean. He narrowed his eyes as he snatched the paper from me before he lifted his brows. "She's got a strong hold of the ropes already."

I tilted my head sideways, confused. "What's that all about Dean? And what are those n- "

He immediately placed his hand against my mouth, silencing as he gestured his head towards the window before he muttered. "We're watched, remember?" I nodded quietly as he stepped back and towards the window. He peeked through it before he tugged the curtains shut.

I watched silently as he walked towards the desk, grabbing a pad and a pen I was writing notes into and started scribbling into it. He straightened and handed it to me. I looked up at him, watching as he gestured to me to be silent. I looked down at the paper, reading it silent. Coordinates, before dawn.

Of course! The numbers must be coordinates, and that phrase – only telling us when. I looked up at him and nodded once.

He snatched the papers from me and threw them into the trash. He pried a box of matches from his pocket and lit one before throwing the match into the trash, and we both stepped back and watched as the fire finished off everything that was in that trash. I glanced sideways at Dean, and frowned at that look I saw in his eyes. I decided not to argue and sighed once to myself.

Mara's POV:

I stood alone in that park in Richmond, my arms folded over my chest as I stared into the horizon, watching the sky's color change slowly as the sun began to rise. I glanced around, scanning the trees, the bushes, the lake, and practically whatever my eyes could fall on for anyone or anything. I sighed once and looked back down at the clear water of the lake.

My eyes wandered into the water as my mind wandered back at what happened yesterday. Still disbelieving of all that happened, still unable to make sense of it all, I tried to not think of it. But my mind just kept wandering.

I lifted my brows, getting impatient as I eyed Damon who was standing in front of me. I let out a long breath as I crossed my arms over my chest. "Damon, please just…if you have something to say…"

I can't deny that my curiosity was nagging onto me, wanting me and almost ordering me to pry it out of him. That irritating fact that caused him to stay away from me all those years was worth waiting, was worth patience. And so I waited.

He sighed out loud before he started talking, "When I met Amelia, I didn't know what I was up against."

I almost scoffed, muttering under my breath as I glanced around. "I'm sure she'd say the same."

"Look, Maralyn!" He spoke, his voice turning up a notch. My eyes widened as I suddenly felt the need to shut up. I swallowed once as I glanced up at his face, beaten up with guilt. I frowned and bit my bottom lip, feeling guilty myself for making harder than it already is. "Your mother was not normal. She wasn't." He shook his head.

My mind went blank with those words, as I shook my head softly. "What…what does that mean?"

"Your mother was a demon." He muttered quietly as he glanced at me, eying my expression.

"That's not possible, don't just say that!" I shook my head fiercely as I stepped back. "She couldn't be a demon, she can't be a demon. She needs to possess someone and we've always had holy water and salt and devil traps in our house. It's not." I pinched my lids before I looked up at him, muttering angrily. "If I were you, I'd find a more convincing excuse."

I turned to leave, but almost bumped into someone. When I looked up, it was Rick. I blinked and stepped back. "R-Rick?"

"He's telling the truth you know." Rick muttered silently as he stepped towards me. I frowned. That can't possibly be Rick. "Your mom was a demon, and she was also a handful of a witch. That was exactly what I needed."

"What?" I frowned as I looked up into his eyes, noticing there dark glint. He reached down and held my chin between his thumb and finger tenderly. "You see, sweet Maralyn, you were a mistake of a spell by a demon witch that was my servant."

"Don't you dare touch her!" I heard Damon fiercely growl as he leapt towards Rick, but his body froze mid-air, thrown aside into a tree. A female voice erupted from between the bushes; I glanced at it through the corner of my eyes only to rest my gaze onto a petite dark girl. Initially I thought it was Bonnie, but she glanced at me and smirked before she averted her gaze towards Damon, who was leaning over the ground, grunting. "Don't you dare touch him."

"Klaus…" Damon muttered under his breath.

My eyes widened as I looked back up at Rick's face, a smirk out stretched onto his face. "How?" I lifted a brow as I eyed his face, hiding the mere fear I had in me.

"Oh, it's just one of my many tricks. You will meet me soon." He said, as if my question was of impression. He continued then, "You see, you and I are alike in many ways. We are hybrids, we are cursed. And there's this part of us, still locked deep, deep down. You see, you already have your witch abilities and your vampire ones as well…but you haven't reached for your demonic powers, inside you."

I tried to shake my head out of his grip, confused with his words but held my roughly now, and his hand grabbed my wrist. "Listen now, fierce child."

I let out a long breath, going along with what he had said. "And what does that have to do with us being alike? We're not alike."

"Oh yes we are, you see, that sun and moon curse is fake. It's all my own creation to make all the creatures out there search for the doppelganger." He said, quiet happy with his words as he smiled. "And you're just part of my plan. A creature as strong as you are is destined to be born either way so why just not make it faster already?"

"Destined? Fake? What the hell are you talking about?" I twisted my wrist through his grip, trying to release it but his grip just tightened around it. I winced, a quiet groan escaping my lips as he forced my eyes back at his face. "I said listen, and be quiet while doing that."

I bit my lip as I nodded once. He grinned. "Much better."

"So here's the plan, you help me get the doppelganger and I'll make sure you are the strongest thing existing. You don't, I'll just kill you, your pathetic father, and your hunter friends." He whispered as glared down at me. "And trust me; I have many ways to silence that beating heart of yours."

I blinked, feeling a lump coiling in my throat as the words refused to come through my lips. He let go off me, and I fell onto the green grasses. "I'll give you time to think about it. Oh, and if I were you – I wouldn't trust Elijah. He betrayed me, and we're the same blood." He smirked. "I'll see you later, Maralyn."

My eyes followed him as he left, the witch following him. I glanced down at myself before I glanced back at Damon, and I saw his eyes widened; he seemed as shocked as I was.

I shook my head once and got to my feet as he did as well. I looked up at him, and only those words left my lips. "We need to find Elijah."

I sighed once and shook my head. Of all that I learned today, I knew I should do one thing. Sam and Dean, and any other hunter shouldn't know this – or I'll just turn into undesirable person number one. I shook my head and widened my eyes when I heard those familiar pair of steps behind me. I turned around, and a small smile stretched onto my lip as I swallowed. "Sam, Dean..."

I ran my palm along the silky dress, as I glanced at myself into the mirror. I glanced sideways and picked up the mask from the nightstand and placed it onto my face, tucking the strings behind my ears and adjusting it. I let out a long nervous breath as I took a final glance onto myself into the mirror.

"Cute dress, Mara." I heard I familiar voice mutter before I turned around quickly, only to be met by…Katherine. Sometimes I regret asking Elijah to let her out…but then we needed her. I nodded once and flashed a small smile before I walked past her into the hallway and towards Stefan's room. I knocked softly onto the door, "Elena? Are you ready?"

The door slowly swung open and Elena stood in front of me, dressed into her dress and mask as well, identically twinned to Katherine now. She nodded once and we walked towards the stairs. Katherine held my shoulder and spun me around to face her, holding the moonstone in her other hand. "You forgot this." She said as she held it out to me. I took it cautiously from her hand before I followed Elena towards the stairs, Katherine following us.

Caroline was practically pacing around the room, muttering and chanting under her breath. "Please don't let this be as bad as the first Masquerade, please, please" She looked up at us and ran towards Elena, hugging her tightly. "I'm sorry, I just can't be there. I have to be with Tyler. I -"

"It's okay, Caroline! I understand." Elena nodded and patted her shoulder. A small smile tugged at the corner of Caroline's lip before she looked at me. "You too, be careful Mara." I nodded once, smile a bit. She speeded towards the door, and left.

My phone vibrated in my purse and I pried it out, looking down at the text from Sam. "We're there" I said out loud as I glanced at Elena. She nodded once, still quiet silent with all that has been going on.

The front door swung open, and Damon and Stefan stood at it. We slowly walked towards the door, but as soon as Elena and I left the house, Damon slammed his hand against the door frame, blocking Katherine's way. "Katherine" He said in a sickly sweet tone. "Don't you dare play any games tonight."

I glanced back over my shoulder as Stefan escorted Elena away, watching the small situation there. She crossed her arms over her chest and lifted a delicate brow, smirking casually. "And what if I did?"

Damon smirked as well, "Well, all I gotta do is push you back into that tomb. Did it before, will do it now. And add to that, if Klaus even sees you…he will kill you." Damon growled the last three words and I could see Katherine stepping back, her smug features disappearing into thin air. She nodded once and muttered. "No games."

I parted away from them and got in the rent car Sam & I had rented, riding alone. I started the car, and took off into the road, not even glancing back – just as planned.

It wasn't long time before I parked the car right beside the Impala in front of the Lockwood Mansion. I got out and scanned my eyes over the place, spying Damon & Katherine at the main gate. I nodded quietly as I locked the car and strode off towards the mansion, smiling softly when I was greeted by Mrs. Lockwood.

I walked through the masked crowds, my eyes scanning over the eyes of all the people present in the room. I caught the familiar smug glance of the witch that accompanied Klaus. I nodded once and averted my gaze towards the terrain through the back door. I quickly rushed through and stood on the porch, leaning over the rails as I scanned the crowed. Lingering at the tables, the dance floor, but then I quickly changed my gaze towards the buffet. I almost rolled my eyes when I saw Dean, masked, but stuffing his mouth with appetizers.

Someone tapped my shoulder; I turned around and scanned my gaze upwards to meet hazel eyes – Sam's hazel eyes. He offered his hand towards me, "May I have this dance?"

I nodded once, almost smiling yet knowing this was all part of the plan. I took his hand and he led me towards the twirling crowd. I placed my other hand onto his shoulder and he placed his on my waist. Slowly yet confidently, we twirled through the crowds.

"Any sign of Klaus?" Sam thought, obviously to me.

I scanned my eyes over the crowed before I muttered. "I don't know where Elena is, thought she was with Damon. I only saw Bonnie inside. Stefan is obviously not coming to the ball."

He nodded once as he glanced back at Dean, who nodded back and stepped away, disappearing into the trees behind him. I looked up at Sam again and bit my lip as we moved instinctively across the dance floor. Someone tapped my shoulder then and I stopped, turning around then when Sam stopped as well. A masked man stood behind me, offering his hand. "I hope I don't interrupt, but I'd like to have a dance with you…" He then looked up at Sam. "If you don't mind?"

I nodded at Sam once as he hesitantly shook his head. "I do…I mean, I don't! I'll be…inside." He said quietly as he stepped away and towards the mansion. I looked back at the mystery man as I put my hand into his, placing my other onto his shoulder. He put his hand on my waist and we danced, his moves were swift. I narrowed my eyes, staying silent.

He suddenly leaned closer and whispered. "Before midnight, sweet child, you bring the doppelganger & the moonstone to the chosen field."

My mouth almost dropped as my jaw widened, before I just nodded once. He flashed a smug smile down at me as he stepped back and bowed his head once before he walked away. I looked over my shoulder at him and let out a long, frustrated sigh before I swallowed nervously. I bit my lip and stepped away from the dancers, my eyes never leaving the porch stairs when I saw Damon leading Katherine there.

I walked towards them and looked at Katherine. "Elena, I need to you to help me fix something with the dress…please." I stressed quietly onto the word please. Katherine shifted her gaze between me and Damon before she turned back towards the mansion. I glanced sideways at Damon once before I followed Katherine into the house. Quickly, I put up a human vibe around her – an illusion. I grabbed her wrist and looked up at her, "Come with me, quietly."

Katherine was obviously very talented when it came to acting. Her eyes widened and you could see the fear in them – or was it just the fear of meeting Klaus again. I never knew, I only led her outside the mansion and away from all sights before I slammed her figure against a nearby tree, lifting both brows as she closed her eyes – pretending the hard impact sucked her into unconsciousness. I easily lifted her into my arms and without hesitation, started running.

I dropped her beside the stone, and looked up at Klaus before I stepped away from the circular cage, my illusion still perfectly holding up. I stood beside Klaus, and my eyes wandered over the other two circles before they widened. In each of them, were Caroline and Tyler. That wasn't part of the plan.

I stood behind him, my eyes widened as they met Caroline's, listening to the witch as she muttered her words that I…understood. Ancient Latin, and I understood every word. The moonstone rose levitated into the air before sparks just erupted from it. I watched quietly as Klaus slowly making his way towards Tyler, who was on the ground, unable to get to his feet. Caroline whimpered as she yelled loudly, "No! No! Mara, do something."

I leapt at the witch and held her down onto the ground in case she decided to get up. The fire around the three of them drowned. Klaus turned around and looked at me with a fierce threatening look onto his face. He was in a minute, in front of me, holding my neck into his grip as he spat. "I told you if you did any mistakes, you're gone. Are you really ready to sacrifice everything you have in this miserable place?"

Klaus's hand shifted from fierce and rough to stone cold and emotionless as his features twisted into those of pain, he staggered back, his grip though never letting go of my neck. The witch rose to her feet behind me, but before she would even move I heard Dean muttering. "Not so fast, bitch." And that's when I heard that sound, only to know he had stabbed her.

Klaus never let go of me, and my eyes wandered as they settled on Bonnie who held her hand up at him as his fain twisted with pain and anger with every minute passing. My eyes finally settled on Elijah who stood behind Klaus, "Hello Brother." He grabbed him and threw him into one of his own traps. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw the eldest Martin warlock mutter his spell, and the fire rose around Klaus.

Katherine was no where to be see, and Caroline helped Tyler away into the forest – probably to lock him away. I looked up into the sky, my eyes settling on the clear full moon centered in the sky. I knew the chances that Caroline wouldn't make it were huge but I refocused my attention onto Klaus who stood before the fire, smirking smug. "You think this weak spell will hold me back?"

The fire eventually died out and he easily stepped out of the circle, his eyes focusing on me standing where I originally was, not moving. He almost leapt at me again, but Damon grabbed him, held him back as Sam plunged the white-ash coated silver dagger into Klaus's heart. He grunted in pain and dropped down onto his knees. He overcame his own pain and started laughing loudly, "This can't kill me…"

I quickly ran towards Bonnie and took her hand, prying her away from Jeremy's protective hold as we both ran towards Klaus. The Martins stood there, and we stood around him, holding our hands together. I spat back at him, "But this will."

"Bonnie, are you sure of this? Are you sure they'll even give me any of that power or are they just going to kill me?" I asked hesitantly as we walked through uninhabited house, cautious where we stepped our feet, knowing the spirits of one hundred witches lingered into the place.

"They won't harm you when they know the purity of your intentions." Jonas said as he followed us up the stairs. Luka silently followed him, and Jeremy stayed at the back – not daring to interfere into the conversation.

"And I'm sure they won't be able to kill you." Bonnie tried to reason with me, trying to comfort me with my newly learned ways. I just shook my head.

"You sure? Because I'm sure as hell if that amount of power can kill Klaus then it surely can kill me." I said, before muttering under my breath quietly. "I won't even use that unless it's to kill Klaus. That's all, never again."

I heard Bonnie chuckle humorlessly as she stepped into the room, immediately walking towards the windows and pulling the withered curtains together, shutting out the light rays that dimly lit the room. Wordlessly, we set up the ground with symbols and candles. Jeremy helped us, quietly, hesitantly, and he didn't even seem convinced with what we were doing.

"Now, we form a circle inside the circle of power." Jonas said as he stood at the outline of the circle, holding out both his hands on either his sides. Luka took his hand and took Bonnie's. I grabbed Bonnie's hand into mine and placed my hand in Jonas' hand. Slowly, he started muttering the Latin words. Shortly afterwards, we were all muttering the same words.

My mind wandered away, as I watched Klaus fall slowly to the ground, incapable of moving his body anymore. He growled with pain as his voice began to fade, but he yelled eventually. "Elijah! I'll take you to them! I'll take you to our family."

I felt Elijah stepping up behind me, and I pinched my lids shut, getting ready for the worst. "Give me your word, Klaus."

"Oh no, you won't. Not after all what we did." Damon growled as he lunged at Elijah, knocking him away and into a tree. I kept muttering the words over and over, the power surging through me and changing into vibes of pain inflicting onto Klaus. I heard Sam and Dean standing close behind us, watching with wide eyes and ragged breathing.

Our mutters got louder, and I felt something warm sliding its way through my nose and down to touch my lips. Blood. I just held their hands tighter and let my voice turn up a notch. Suddenly, fire went up in the middle of the circle we created; rising above all of our heads and sending us backwards.

I bumped into someone as I fell down onto the ground, and somehow I felt free after being chained down. I let out a long breath as I finally opened my eyes and placed my hand onto the ground, lifting myself off whomever I was thrown into. I looked down and my gaze locked with Sam's worried gaze. I smiled a bit as I muttered, "Hey there."

He smiled a little as he quickly got to his feet, helping me up to mine as well, keeping hands around me. I looked down, lifting my gaze just a little to see where Klaus had once been. I sighed once, and looked up at Dean who had his eyes still wide with impression; he looked at me and grinned. "That was awesome."

I chuckled once and stepped away from the boys, walking towards where Damon stood, looking down at Elijah's limp body. My eyes lingered on the silver dagger sticking out from where his heart is before I looked up at Damon. He glanced back at me before quickly hugging me, tightening his arms around me as he held me close. My eyes widened for a moment as I stood there frozen, before I put my arms around him as well, smiling.

"Our work here is over, we leave now, peacefully." Jonas said as he and Luka left, their footsteps disappearing into the forest. I pulled away and watched as Jeremy hugged Bonnie tightly, placing tender kisses onto her lips before my eyes widened. I glanced up, the full moon still bright in the sky. I muttered, horrified as I looked up at Damon. "Caroline! Caroline won't make it!"

Damon stared at me for a moment before he took off into the forest. I immediately followed him, running at the top of my speed. My eyes scanned the dark forest, lingering between every tree and bush. I searched, until I heard faint growls, and snaps. I flinched at the sound of bones displacing themselves as it got louder and louder, the closer we drew.

Caroline was standing over Tyler, holding him and almost petting his head. "Tyler, hold on. We can make it. Come on Tyler." She whimpered. I quickly pried her away from him and watched as Damon practically twisted his arms behind his back and dragged him, dodging his snaps and bites. My eyes widened as he ran, quickly. I stayed where I was, holding Caroline back.

Almost an hour passed, and bushes behind me moved as two figures finally emerged through them. I looked over my shoulder, spying Sam and Dean standing behind me. But I didn't speak. I just looked at the bushes, expectant as I waited for Damon to come through them.

The four of us just waited, and waited. And waited.

The bushes started moving again, and my eyes widened as I rose to my feet quickly. Tyler came through first, and Caroline rushed to hug him; then Elena and Stefan. I waited for a moment before Damon emerged through the bushes; from that point I no longer controlled myself. I lunged at him, wrapping arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. He chuckled quietly as he wrapped his arms around me as well. I laughed a bit, "Guess we're even now."

I pulled back and scanned my eyes over his body, before I looked up at him. "You're not hurt are you?"

He laughed and shook his head. "No, I'm fine."

I narrowed my eyes quizzically before I heard Stefan laugh. "Don't worry, Mara. I helped him with Tyler. He's fine."

I turned to look up at Stefan. "You and Elena didn't leave the tomb until you heard them didn't you?" I asked.

"Well," Stefan started. "Katherine passed by, said she was leaving Mystic Falls, and then I heard Damon struggling with Tyler so I left Elena there and helped Damon lock him up until he was over with it."

My eyes scanned over the place, rested on Sam and Dean for a moment. My eyes lingered on Sam's sad face; he looked up and locked his gaze with mine, before he looked away.

"I guess we should hit the road." Dean said once as he cleared his throat. He glanced at me and smiled. "You take care now, Mara."

I stood there speechless as they turned around and…left.

Sam's POV:

I sat silent into the shotgun seat, resting my elbow against the lowered window and resting my chin against my fist. My eyes instinctively glance at the backseat through the rearview mirror, and every time I did that. I realized that Mara was gone now. I sighed loudly and sank into my seat.

We were on the road for three days already, on our way to South Dakota to Bobby's. The trip has been one of the quietest rides ever. None of us spoke, neither me nor Dean. He didn't even sing along with his stereo. He just stayed quiet.

I decided to just break the silence as we were almost there.

"So you called Mia yesterday, how's Ben?" I asked quietly as I glanced sideways at him.

He glanced sideways at me, shrugged once before he looked back at the road. "He's fine actually, really fine. I talked to him."

"Yeah? That's good." I muttered as I looked back out the window, glancing at the rearview mirror again before rolling my eyes, frustrated.

Dean started laughing silently. I glanced sideways at him and lifted a brow. "What's so funny?"

"Dude, you should've seen yourself in that monkey suit and that…mask!" He chuckled, and he was obviously enjoying himself.

I rolled my eyes, laughing lightly myself. "I'd like to remind you, you wore a monkey suit too and out on a mask too."

His laughter drowned a bit, before he rolled his eyes. "I'm never wearing those monkey suits again. We ever go to a party; I'm going with leather jackets and jeans."

"Sure, man." I snickered as I faced forward again, looking at the road.

Dean parked the Impala in front of the salvage's gate and we both exited it slowly. I slung my duffel over my shoulder and shoved my hands into my pocket, watching my breath through the cold air. I shivered once we got out of the warm car but then we steadily walked towards the porch.

I knocked against the door once and waited. Dean knocked again and grunted loudly, irritated. "Come on, Bobby! It's freezing!"

The door swung open and I lifted my gaze to meet Bobby's expectantly but he wasn't who had opened the door. I glanced down and met Mara's bright blue eyes. She grinned broadly, sincerely. "You didn't think you Winchesters can get rid of me that easy, didn't you?"

My eyes widened and I immediately hugged her tightly, when I pulled away she laughed and stepped aside, letting us both in.

"How'd you get here?" Dean asked as he shrugged off his jacket. She shrugged once, like it was no big deal. "Mia helped with that."

He rolled his eyes and ruffled her hair, "You sneaky little devil."

I saw the smile almost disappear from her face but immediately put up again when she caught me looking at her. Dean walked in towards the living room while I lingered, taking my time as I took off my jacket. "So…you're back?" I asked.

"Yeah.." She said, folding her arms over her chest. "I'm pretty much back, yeah."

I narrowed my eyes as I hung the jacket and looked at her curiously. "Don't get me wrong, but, why?"

She chuckled. "It really is nothing; I just realized that staying at Mystic Falls isn't really what I want to do. Helping people is what I want to do and that's what I do when I'm with you guys." She nodded once, bit her bottom lip as she started walking towards the living room.

I followed her silently, my eyes widening when I saw a huge decorated tree in the living room. "What the..?"

I heard Mara and Mia laugh, so did Ben who was seated beside Dean onto the couch.

"It's a late Christmas party or whatsoever. Taking a break from our job can be a very good thing to do." Mia said as she smiled, glancing down once at Dean and Ben before she averted her gaze.

"Any of you kids better come help me cook this damn bird!" I heard Bobby yell from the kitchen. We all laughed loudly at the situation. And everything seemed to be very perfect...

A/N:

- SO I hope I didn't over do Mara's reality. This chapter is quiet one of my best chapters so far.

- For those who don't know, some birds such as Blue birds are early risers. Waking up first to get the fresher meal and so. You get the reference now.

- Oh la la! Sam & Dean in Masquerade masks. Now this I was pleased to imagine.

- I know, I know. Neither Mia nor Ben were occurring much in this chapter. I felt the need that this chapter needs more 'Mara' in it.

- Any other questions, I'd be pleased to answer. And those readers who favorite my story, I really, really appreciate that but will appreciate it even more if you left a review.

- So my school starts in a week, guess I hinted the extra slow replies in the next coming days.

I really had fun writing this Chapter and I hope you have fun reading it too. Please, please, please; REVIEW! Thank you :)