Darn! Supernatural still isn't mine!
Hey! Sorry, it's been a while. I got carried away in that crazy little thing called life :p Enjoy!
Dean was the first to wake up. His head was pounding, and whenever he opened his eyes pain would strike through them. But still, a sense of urgency was over him, so he was determined to fight the pain. After all, he'd been through worse. He faced a brick wall, dark and concealed. He was sitting on a wooden floor, the wood looked light in color, and the only way he could tell was the sliver of light that shone through what appeared to be a window covered by a long blind. He couldn't place where they were. A sense of sadness washed over him when he looked at both Lucy and Sam, laying limp there on the floor. Sam flinched, wiping away some imaginary thing irritating his face. He jumped up huffing and puffing, and then a look of pain flashed through his face, a look Dean also recognized. He had also wished he had not gotten up so fast.
"Where are we?" He groaned, rubbing his neck.
"Not sure," Dean said playing with his fingers. "But there are light wooden floors, brick walls and a window over there, covered by a blind. That's all I know." Dean said, suddenly very glad he had a father in the military. "I can't quite place where we are, seeing as I was freaking unconscious!" He yelled at the ceiling.
"Shut up!" Yelled Lucy, who had apparently just woken up. "Where the frack are we?" She yelled.
"Did you just say 'frack'?" Sam asked giving her an eyebrow that she couldn't quite see.
"I'm not the kind of girl to just go around dropping F bombs all over the place! Please. My mother does that enough for both of us." Lucy huffed at that. "So, our location?"
"I will tell you what I told Sammy here: Light wooden floors, brick walls, and a window covered by a blind. You tell be where we are." Dean looked back around, confirming that what he had said was the truth. Lucy saw the light from the window reflect off a surface on the other wall.
"Hey, is that a mirror?" Lucy asked, pointing at the wall.
"Yeah, I think it might be." The brothers both confirmed. How did captain insanity see that, when I missed it? Dean asked himself.
"I know where we are," Lucy said, not as excited as she should have been. "We're at my old dance studio. God, do I hate this place," Lucy gave a small shudder. "I think the real question is why we are here in the first place."
"I'm not sure. Is there a light in here?" Dean asked. "I would very much like to see again." He glared at the ceiling again, as if this glare could be seen by their kidnappers.
"Yeah, I think there's a light switch over there, hold on," Lucy got up and wandered her way over to a light switch. "There it is!" Lucy exclaimed, as a familiar sound occurred and light flooded in again. The two boys gasped and covered their eyes, because the light hurt their, what Sam thought, concussions. But neither was louder than the noise Lucy made when she say what was across the room. It was her mother, bound and gagged. Lucy's hand flew up to her mouth and she stumbled back into the wall, not quite sure what to do. As soon as she caught her balance, she ran toward her mother, thinking she had also been knocked unconscious, but when she reached down she was stifled with the scent of alcohol, and knew what had actually occurred. What she didn't know was how she had gotten here. How any of them had gotten there, actually. Lucy bent to untie her mother, but something was pointed into her shoulder blade.
"Move, and I swear to God, I will blow you to kingdom come." A feminine voice said to her ear.
"Get the hell away from her!" Dean's voice shouted form across the room. The woman yanked Lucy around so her and the gun, now at her temple, was visible to the brothers.
"I'll shoot her if you say one more word!" Lucy could see it was the librarian that now held Lucy's life in her hands.
"What's your name?" Lucy asked. This earned her a strange look from everyone in the room. "What?" Lucy defended. "I just want to know the name of the woman who holds my life in her hands."
"Betsy Lou is my name," The woman told her.
"It's no wonder you had to result to kidnapping as your main source of entertainment. I sure as pie wouldn't tap that." Dean said with finality.
"Shut up!" Betsy Lou shrieked. "This isn't even my choice! I'm doing this for that stupidly charming yellow eyed man." Does she actually have a crush on him? Lucy wondered. Dean and Sam got to their feet at the same time and charged Betsy Lou. She screamed, and her finger squeezed the trigger. Lucy closed her eyes and prayed for something, anything, to save her.
BANG!