Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 4 of I'm No Good. When Sam decides to go and visit their mothers to put their father's dog tags there in the ground, what are the odds of a case popping up? With tensions high in the air, is the other shoe about to drop? I hope that you guys enjoy this next chapter. Without further ado Chapter 4. ENJOY!
Chapter 4
Dead Things
Dean drove down the two-lane blacktop. Sam in the seat next to him and Andi in the back. A scowl was on his face. "Come on, Sam, I'm begging you. This is stupid."
"Why?" Sam asked, looking at his brother with wandering eyes. He didn't understand why Dean thought this was stupid.
"Going to visit Mom's grave? She doesn't even have a grave… there, there was no body left after the fire." Dean complained looking over at his younger brother out of the corner of his eyes, trying his best to shoot his little brother's idea down. He didn't like the idea of going back to Lawrence.
"She has a headstone." Sam pointed out to his brother.
Andi leaned back in the back seat with her eyes glued out the window as Sam and Dean bantered back and forth. Her lips were pursed together into a thin line. Of course they were bickering about their mother and about visiting a grave. At least they had a place to visit where their mother was buried, she had no place where her father was buried. He had a hunter's funeral.
"Yeah, put up by her uncle, a man we've never even met. So you wanna, go pay your respects to a slab of granite put up by a stranger?" Dean complained even more.
"Dean, that's not the point."
"Well then, enlighten me, Sam."
"It's not about a body, or, or, a casket. It's about her memory, okay?"
"Hmmm."
"And after Dad it just... just feels like the right thing to do."
"It's irrational, is what it is." Dean complained some more huffing a little bit. He had no idea what got into his little brother's head about the whole idea of going to their mom's grave, but he was thinking that the whole idea was pretty damn stupid. "You don't see Andi begging to go to where her father was last to honor him."
Andi gripped her knees tightly as she looked down. Her knuckles turned white from how tight she was gripping her worn jeans that she was wearing. She hated the fact that Dean was bringing her father into this little spat with his brother, when there was no reason to bring him into the conversation. Her father was dead and gone and there was no place for her to visit him and her memories of him were locked and sealed away deep in her mind.
Sam let out a breath. "Look, man. No one asked you to come." Sam looked at his brother. "Besides you didn't have to bring Andi's father into this either. Andi has nothing to do with this conversation and you know it."
"Why don't we swing by the roadhouse instead? I mean, we haven't heard anything on the demon lately. We should be hunting that son of a bitch down." Dean said changing the conversation knowing that the tension was becoming thick due to the fact that Andi hadn't scolded him for what he had said.
"That's a good idea, you should. Just drop me off, I'll hitch a ride, and I'll meet you there tomorrow." Sam said firmly, nodding his head.
"That sounds good to me too." Andi said finally speaking up, her voice voided of emotion that the brothers thought that she would've had.
"Right. Heh…" Dean let out a scoff as he continued to drive down the road to their old hometown. "Stuck… stuck with those people, making awkward small talk until the two of you show up? No thanks."
Andi rolled her eyes huffing as she reached into her coat pocket pulling out her pack of cigarettes and her zippo lighter lighting up one of her cigarettes. She clicked down the lid of the zippo as she took a drag of the cigarette as she looked out the window. She should've known that Dean wasn't going to leave the two of them alone. He was going to be stubborn and not go to the Roadhouse to try and make small talk. He wanted to watch over them, like he thought it was his job to do so.
SPNSPN
Sam knelt before a headstone before digging into the ground with a folding knife.
Andi pursed her lips as she read the headstone that read Mary Winchester 1954-1983, In Loving Memory. She slipped her hands into her pockets of her well worn jeans.
Sam pulled out the set of dog tags out of his pocket. He let out a soft sigh. "I think, um ... I think Dad would have wanted you to have these." He dropped the dog tags into the hole and covered them. "I love you, Mom."
Andi slowly came over to Sam and put her hand on his arm causing him to look at her. She squeezed his shoulder lightly.
Sam moved closer to her and put his hand in hers surprising her, causing her to look up at him with wide cognac eyes.
"Sam?" She asked softly, her British accented voice laced over with confusion. She was trying to read the younger Winchester and wasn't getting very far with him.
Sam swallowed the lump in his throat. "Thank you… for being here…"
Andi gave Sam a small sad smile, hoping that it would help cheer him up after seeing a small smile. Andi turned her head when she heard the crunching footsteps of Dean walking over to them.
"Angela Mason. She was a student at the local college, funeral was three days ago."
They walked together towards the car.
"And?"
"And? Come on, you both saw her grave. Everything dead around it,in a perfect circle? You don't think that's a little weird?" Dean questioned them wondering if they thought anything was weird about it.
"Maybe the groundskeeper went a little agro with the pesticide." Sam said, trying to explain what had happened.
Andi rubbed her mouth in thought. It was a tad bit odd that a perfect circle would be around a grave. Pesticide couldn't really do it that way, could it?
"No, I asked him. No pesticide, no chemicals. Nobody can explain it." Dean told them.
Andi bit her lower lip. "So what do you think it might be, then Dean?" Andi asked, looking at the older brother, her brows furrowing.
"I dunno. Unholy ground, maybe?" Dean questioned thinking about what it could've been.
"Un-" Sam stopped in his tracks looking at his elder brother speechless.
"What? If something evil happened there, it could easily poison the ground. Remember the farm outside Cedar Rapids?" Dean questioned his brother with furrowed brows.
"Yeah, b-"
"Could be the sign of a demonic presence. Or the Angela girl's spirit, if it's powerful enough."
Sam nodded his head turning away with his lips pursed together still very unsure of the whole thing.
Dean shook his head putting his hands on his hips. "Well, don't get too excited, you might pull something."
Andi looked at Dean and pursed her lips together into a thin line. She didn't like how Dean was acting. There was no way that this was a hunt… and stumbling upon one...well, it seemed a bit… odd.
"It's just... stumbling onto a hunt? Here, of all places?" Sam said, shaking his head in thought.
"So?" Dean questioned wondering what Sam was going on about. He was itching to get this hunt underway, so they could hit the road and get out of there.
"So - are you sure this is about a hunt, and not about something else?" Sam asked, looking at Dean again.
"What else would it be about?" Dean questioned giving his brother a look.
Sam sighed heavily, shaking his head and moved to get into the car. "You know, just forget about it."
Andi slowly went to get into the car as well. She let out a soft breath as she tucked a strand of her bangs behind her ear.
"You believe what you want, Sam, but - I let you drag my ass out here, the least we could do is check this out." Dean said, looking at them. "Please."
"Yeah. Fine."
"Whatever you say Dean." Andi said letting out a soft breath looking tiredly at the elder Winchester.
"Girl's dad works in town. He's a professor at the school." Dean explained to them both.
Andi let out a soft breath rubbing her mouth. She knew that it was down right impossible to get Dean off of this.
SPNSPN
Dean, Sam, and Andi knock on the door of Dr. Mason's office. The door slowly opened revealing an older man.
"Dr. Mason?" Dean asked, hoping that this was the right person that they were going to question.
"Yes?"
"I'm Sam. This is Dean and Andi. We were friends of Angela's. We ... we wanted to offer our condolences." Sam said softly.
"Please, come in." Dr. Mason said moving out of the way allowed the three young hunters into his office and he closed the door behind them. He sat down and began to show Andi and Sam the photo album while Dean was in the corner looking through an old book.
"She was beautiful." Sam said softly as he looked at the photo.
"Yes, she was." Dr. Mason said softly.
Dean began to page through a book. "This is an unusual book." He showed the book that he had been looking through, it had carvings of Greek letters and a triangular symbol.
"It's ancient Greek; I teach a course." Dr. Mason explained to them.
"So a car accident, that's, that's horrible."
"Angie was only a mile away from home when, uh …"
"It's gotta be hard. Losing someone like that. Sometimes it's like they're s- still around. Almost like you can still sense their presence."
Sam looked at his brother concerned.
"Have you ever felt anything like that?"
Andi pursed her lips together in silence.
"I do, as a matter of fact."
"That's perfectly normal, Dr. Mason. Especially with what you're going through." Sam said as he continued to look at his brother.
"You know, I still phone her. And the phone's ringing before I remember that, uh ... Family's everything, you know? Angie was the most important thing in my life. And now I, I, I'm just lost without her."
"We're very sorry." Andi said softly.
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Dean let out a breath and rubbed his mouth. "I'm telling you, there's something going on here. We just haven't found it yet." Dean told them knowing that there was much more to this than what it seemed.
Andi leaned back on the couch letting out a breath rubbing her face tiredly. She couldn't understand what Dean was going on about. He had been acting weird since John had died, it was like he wasn't taking it well, but then again, no child would if they knew like she did.
"Dean, so far you've got a patch of dead grass and nothing." Sam said looking at his older brother as if his older brother had done and lost some of his sanity.
"Well, something turned that grave into unholy ground." Dean complained to his brother, rubbing his face frustrated.
"There's no reason for it to be unholy ground. Angela Mason was a nice girl who died in a car crash. That's not exactly vengeful spirit material. You heard her father." Sam said as he sat down on the bed looking at Dean.
"Yeah, well, maybe Daddy doesn't know everything there is to know about his little angel, huh?"
"You know what? We never should have bothered that poor man. We shouldn't even be here anymore."
Andi looked up at the fighting brothers. She really wanted to leave as well because things were just getting worse. Bothering a man that lost his daughter wasn't a good thing. It was painful and hurtful. Whatever was going on, it was most likely nothing to worry about.
"So what, Sam? What, we just bail? Without even figuring out what's going on? And you think the same way Andi?"
Andi held up her hands as she looked at him. She didn't want to get into this spat between them. It was becoming more and more problematic for her. Sometimes all she did was wonder why she stayed. But then again the thing that stuck out to her of why she stayed was to be with someone. Someone who understood her, but with her hiding a secret… It wasn't easy to be around the boys.
"I think I know what's going on here. It's the only reason I went along with you this far." Sam said letting out a soft breath, as he stuck his hands in his pockets.
"What are you talking about?" Dean questioned totally befuddled how Sam was acting.
"This is about Mom's grave." Sam pointed out to his older brother knowing that Dean was still upset that they had come here.
Andi let out a soft breath as the brother's continued to bicker back and forth.
Dean scoffed at what his brother said as he crossed his arms. "That's got nothing to do with it." He said as he walked towards where his coat and keys were.
"You wouldn't step within a hundred yards of it. Look. Maybe you're imagining a hunt where there isn't one so you don't have to think about Mom. Or Dad." Sam continued on telling his brother what he thought.
Dean turned and looked at his brother with his brows raised.
Sam let out a sigh, rubbing his face. He looked up at his brother. "You wanna take another swing? Go ahead, if it'll make you feel better."
Dean shook his head. "I don't need this crap." Dean snapped as he grabbed his keys and headed towards the door.
"Dean, where're you going?" Sam asked, confused.
Andi flopped down onto the couch putting her arm over her head. She let out a soft breath, closing her eyes.
"I'm going to go get a drink. Alone." He said leaving the room.
Sam let out a breath rubbing his mouth softly as he sat back down on the bed.
"I'm surprised that you let him leave." Andi voiced her opionion after the whole fighting thing was done between the two of them.
Sam looked over at his best friend. "He's not acting like himself."
Andi moved her arm from her face. She turned her head to look at Sam. "He is having a hard time with John's death." Andi let out a soft breath closing her eyes as she tried to get comfortable. "I don't blame you or him that the two of you are mourning…"
"Andi…"
Andi looked over at Sam. "It's true… He was the only father you guys had… I know how you feel… I have lost my father… and…"
"Andi… what is it?" He asked softly as he shifted to look at her small frame that laid on the couch. "It seems you want to tell me something…"
Andi let out a soft breath rubbing her face. "I'm just trying to tell you…" She let out a soft breath. "Be thankful that you had someone to finish raising you and Dean… Your father loved you both. My mother disappeared on me… sent me to a school where I wasn't allowed to leave until I graduated. Be thankful that you have someone who cares about you."
Sam looked at her with worried eyes. "Your mom…"
"Didn't give a bloody hell about me after my father passed away." Andi let out a soft breath. "My mother thought that I would do better in an all year school than with her."
"Andi…"
Andi shook her head. "Just… don't please Sam." Andi said as a few tears slid down her cheeks.
Sam looked at Andi with a concerned look. Andi had finally opened up to him some and she shut him down by trying to give some comfort to her. To him, it was like she had her own problems that she didn't want to put on her brother and himself, and a secret about this little school that she had gone to.
Andi turned onto her side away from Sam. She had revealed a bit too much to him and she didn't want him to judge her for things that she had done in the past. It would have been too painful for her and she was afraid of both brothers leaving if they ever did find out.
SPNSPN
Andi didn't bother going with Sam and Dean when they decided to go and talk to Angela's friend, Niel. Andi couldn't even get herself together knowing that she had already exposed herself to Sam in a time of vulnerability. She let out a breath as she rubbed her face. Her phone began to ring, buzzing on the table above her head. She let out a groan as she sat up. She reached for her phone, picking it up.
She closed her eyes as she answered her phone. "Mum…" She said with a soft breath.
"So nice of you to finally pick up your phone." An older female voice rang out on the other end of the line.
Andi let out a scoff. "I have every right to ignore phone calls. I don't need to bring your issues back home."
"You need to come back. Quit being something you aren't."
"And do you know what I am?" Andi questioned in agitation. Her hand tangled into her hair as she closed her eyes. "I am not one of you guys. I am not coming back."
"Andrea, you're not a hunter. Quit living in that fairytale world."
"Mum… I don't have time for this. I'm a hunter… and that's what I'll be." Andi hung up her phone letting out a breath. She knew that her mother wouldn't be happy about her hanging up, but she had grown fed up with the whole idea of her mother wanting her to return to the United Kingdom.
The door slammed open and a very agitated Dean came inside with Sam following him in.
Andi pursed her lips together and she slowly got up to her feet. "Dare I ask what happened?"
Dean threw himself onto his bed.
Sam looked over at Andi. "She wasn't there."
Andi blinked a few times. "Angela Mason wasn't in her coffin?" Andi rubbed her forehead. "Just bloody perfect."
Dean shot up on his bed. "Those markings on her coffin…" Dean said gruffly. "I've seen them before."
"Dean? What do you mean? You don't mean…." The gears began to turn in her head. "You think they're Greek?"
Dean looked at Andi and firmly nodded his head.
Andi let out a soft breath and rubbed her mouth. This was going to be interesting.
SPNSPN
Dean pounded on the door heavily. He was agitated with what they had found out.
"Dean. Take it easy, okay?" Sam said softly to his brother.
Andi stood next to the Impala watching. She wasn't about to get involved with what Dean was going to do.
Dr. Mason opened the door looking at Sam, Dean, and seeing Andi next to the car. He gave a small smile. "You're Angie's friends, right?"
"Dr. Mason…" Sam began only to be cut off by his older brother.
"We need to talk." Dean said harshly.
"Well, then, come in."
"Thanks." Sam said softly. He looked back at Andi and she waved her hand. Sam took a soft breath and headed inside with his brother.
Andi let out a soft breath and rubbed her mouth softly. She truly was worried about how Dean was acting. It was something that she had never seen before in the past. She had a feeling that it was to deal with John's passing and him not telling neither or Sam about what had happened.
SPNSPN
Dean walked down the steps and along the sidewalk leading towards the car. Sam followed him.
"What the hell is the matter with you, Dean?" Sam questioned his brother never once in his life seeing his brother acting that unhinged.
"Back off." Dean snarled looking at his brother.
"That man is innocent! He didn't deserve that!"
"Okay, so she's not here, maybe he's keeping her somewhere else."
"Stop it! That's enough, okay? Enough!"
"Sam, I know what I'm doing."
"No, you don't. At all." Andi said, looking at Dean.
Dean gave her a look which caused her to shut up.
"Dean, I don't scare easy, but man, you're scaring the crap out of me." Sam said to his brother, worry etched across his face.
"Don't be overdramatic, Sam."
"You're lucky this turned out to be a real case. Because if it wasn't you would have just found something else to kill."
"What-" Dean said looking at his brother.
"You're on edge, you're erratic - except for when you're hunting, because then you're downright scary. You're tailspinning, man. And you refuse to talk about it and you won't let me help you. Or even Andi."
Andi nodded her head softly.
"I can take care of myself, thanks." Dean said, waving his brother off.
"No, you can't. And you know what? You're the only one who thinks you should have to. You don't have to handle this on your own, Dean, no one can." Sam said letting out a soft breath.
"Sam's right Dean." Andi said softly.
"Sam, if you bring up dad's death one more time I swear."
"Stop. Please, Dean, it's killing you. Please. We've already lost dad. We've lost mom. I've lost Jessica. Andi's lost her father. And now I'm going to lose you too?"
"We better get out of here before the cops come." Dean ignored what Sam said. He thought that he would be fine.
Sam frowned at what Dean had said. Was he really dismissing him that easily?
"I hear you. Okay? Yeah, I'm being an ass. And I'm sorry. But right now we've got a friggin' zombie running around, and we need to figure out how to kill it."
Sam laughed lightly.
"Right?"
"Our lives are weird, man."
"You're telling me? Come on."
Andi let out a breath and followed the brothers to the Impala. She let out a soft breath as she got into the backseat of the car. She leaned back against the seat letting out a soft breath. This life was getting weirder and weirder.
SPNSPN
Dean paced around in the room while Sam was sitting on one of the beds with their father's journal. Andi sat silently in the room with her lips pursed together.
"We can't just waste it with a head shot?" Dean questioned looking at his brother.
Andi let out a breath. She looked up at Dean with a serious look.
"Dude. You've been watching way too many Romero flicks." Sam said looking up at his brother with a sour look on his face.
"You're telling me there's no lore on how to smoke 'em." He goes to sit at the table by the window.
"No, Dean, I'm telling you there's too much. I mean, there's a hundred different legends on the walking dead, but they all have different methods for killing them." He then joined his brother at the table. "Some say - setting them on fire, uh, one said, where is it? Right here. Feeding their hearts to wild dogs. That's my personal favorite. I mean, who knows what's real and what's myth?"
Andi looked up. She knew something, but she couldn't say anything because she would only dig herself a deeper hole and it would make the brothers question her of how she knew things.
"Is there anything they all have in common?"
"No. But a few said silver might work." Sam said hoping that it would help them in some way.
"Silver's a start."
"Yeah. But now how are we going to find Angela?"
"We've got to figure out the person who brought her back."
"Any ideas?" Andi asked, looking at the brothers.
"I think if it's not her dad it might be that guy Neil."
"Neil?" Sam questioned looking at Dean wondering how he had come up with that.
"Yep." Dean stood up and went across the room. He picked up the pink diary.
"How'd you come up with that?" Sam questioned.
"Well, you've got your journal, I've got mine." Dean began to read something from Angela's diary. ""Neil's a real shoulder to cry on, he understands what I'm going through with Matt." There's more in here where that came from. It's got unrequited Duckie love written all over it."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he brought her back from the dead." Sam said, looking at his brother.
"Hmm. Did I mention he's Professor Mason's TA? Has access to all the same books."
Sam looked at his brother speculative.
Andi let out a soft breath. "Well, that would explain everything." She said as she rubbed her mouth softly.
SPNSPN
Sam, Dean, and Andi broke into Neil's home. It was silent and dark.
Andi pursed her lips together into a thin line. She didn't like this idea one bit. The silence and darkness was very off putting.
"Hello? Neil?! It's your grief counselors - we've come to hug." He pulls out a gun.
Sam looks at it. He hoped that his brother had one thing inside of that gun. "Silver bullets?"
"Yeah, enough to make her rattle like a change purse."
Andi rolled her eyes. "Of course you had to make it a female joke didn't you." Andi said looking at the older brother.
"You don't think the jokes are funny?" Dean said, looking at her teasing her a tiny bit in his own way.
They started to make their way through the house. Dean in the lead with his gun out. They looked over and saw wilted plants by the window. They slowly found the entrance to the basement. Dean nodded his head at it.
"Unless it's where he keeps his pron…"
Andi shook her head lightly as Sam opened the door.
Dean led them on the way down the stairs. He looked around and saw that it was empty. "Sure looks like a zombie pen to me."
"Yeah. An empty one. You think Angela's going after somebody?"
Dean found a loose grate and pulled it to the side. "Nah, I think she went out to rent Beaches."
Andi let out a soft scoff.
"Look, smartass, she might kill someone. We gotta find her, Dean."
"Yeah. All right. She, uh, she clipped Matt because he was cheating, right?" Dean questioned looking at his brother.
"Yeah."
"Well, it takes two to, you know, have hardcore sex."
Sam shook his head.
"I don't know, it just seemed that, uh, Angela's roommate was broken up over Matt's death. I mean, like, really broken up." Dean explained to his brother and Andi.
"So she's going after her roommate then…" Andi said coming to realization that she was the only other person that Angela could go after.
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Dean, Sam, and Andi fired their guns when they entered the home which caused Angela to convulse.
Dean fires his gun again hitting Angela square in the chest causing her to scream and bolt out the window. Dean quickly followed.
Sam ran over to Lindsey. "Gotcha. I gotcha."
Andi peered out the window to see if Angela would run back the way that she left.
Dean came back through the window. Dean tried to catch his breath. "Damn, that dead chick can run."
"What now?" Sam asked softly, unsure of what to do. They never had to run after something undead.
"I say we have a little chat with Neil." Dean aid looking at Andi and Sam.
Andi nodded her head firmly knowing that was the best choice for them to do.
SPNSPN
Dean drove the Impala down the road, while Sam sat in the passenger seat with their father's journal open and Andi sitting in the backseat looking out the window.
"So the silver bullets, they did something, right?" Sam questioned looking over at his brother out of the corner of his eyes.
"Yeah, something, but not enough. What else have you got?" Dean asked, looking at his brother.
Sam let out a soft breath going back to the journal. "Um, okay, besides silver, we have ... nailing the undead back into their grave beds. It's mentioned a few times. It's probably where the whole vampire staking lore came from."
"Their grave beds? Are you serious?" Dean questioned looking at his brother with wide eyes. Well that certainly was surprising if it was correct.
"Yeah."
"How the hell are we going to get Angela back to the cemetery?"
Andi looked at the brothers. "Lure her there."
SPNSPN
Sam, Dean, and Andi entered Neil's office which was dark.
Neil looked up. "What are you guys doing here?"
"You know, I've heard of people doing some pretty desperate things to get laid, but you - you take the cake." Dean said, looking at Neil.
Andi crossed her arms as she looked at him. Her lips pursed together into a thin line.
"Okay. Who are you guys?" Neil questioned looking at the three of them. He didn't believe who they were now.
"You might want to ask Angela that question." Dean said, crossing his arms looking at Neil with a look of distaste on his face.
"What?"
"We know what you did. The ritual? Everything."
Neil scoffed looking at them. "You're crazy."
"Crazy? I don't think you know how dangerous what you did truly is." Andi said, clicking her tongue against her teeth as she looked at Neil.
"Your girlfriend's past her expiration date and we're crazy? When someone's gone they should stay gone. You don't mess with that kind of stuff." Dean told Neil with a shake of his head.
"Angela killed Matt. She tried to kill Lindsey." Sam explained what happened to Matt and almost Lindsey.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Dean stomped over to the other side of the desk and hauled Neil up by the collar of his shirt.
Andi's eyes went wide as she watched Dean's actions. She never thought that she would see the day that Dean Winchester would do something so reckless as what he was doing at that very moment.
"Hey! No more crap, Neil. His blood is on your hands. Now. Me, her, and him can make this right, but you've gotta tell us where she is. Tell us!"
"My house. She's at my house."
Dean let him go roughly and saw several potted plants and saw that they were all dead. He looked at Neil. "Are you sure about that?"
Neil nodded his head and looked around nervously.
Dean looked past him to see the closet that was in the room. "Listen. It doesn't really matter where she is. There's only one way to stop her. We've got to perform another ritual over her grave, to reverse the one that you did. We're going to need some black roots, some, some scar weed, some candles... It's very complicated, but it'll get the job done. She'll be dead again in a couple hours. I think you should come with us." Dean looked at Neil. "I'm serious, Neil. Leave with us. Right now."
"No. No."
Dean leaned in and lowered his voice. "Listen to me. Get out of here as soon as you can. But most of all, be cool. No sudden movements. Don't make her mad." He turned and looked at his brother and Andi. "Let's go."
Andi and Sam followed Dean out of the office.
Andi pursed her lips as she followed the brothers. Her mind was whirling of what had happened.
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Dean, Sam and Andi were lighting candles around Angela's grave.
"You really think this is going to work?" Sam questioned looking at his brother.
"No, not really. But it was the only thing I could come up with." Dean said, looking at his brother.
"And it's the best idea that we have at the moment. So let's hope it works out." Andi said as she looked at the brothers.
They heard a noise which caused the three of them to nod.
Sam stood up and pulled a gun from the small of his back which had been hidden in his pants. He moved away from Dean and Andi to find out what the noise was. He froze as he looked around swearing he heard a noise. Something or someone was behind him. He turned to see Angela and pointed his gun at her.
Angela stopped short looking at him. "Wait! It's not what you think. I didn't ask to be brought back. But it's still me. I'm still a person. Please."
Sam fired his gun and hit her square in the forehead.
Angela screamed as her head snapped back.
Sam bolted towards the grave. He is then suddenly tackled by Angela, sending him to the ground hard. His head was twisted back.
Andi fired her gun startling Angela back to standing. Andi ducked out of the way as Dean began to fire more shots at Angela. He shot her several more times before she fell back into her open grave landing in the empty coffin below.
Dean quickly grabbed a metal stake and ran to the grave and got to his knees sliding into the open grave and buried the stake right into her chest pinning her to her grave causing Angela to scream.
"Wait, don't -!"
Dean drove it further through her chest. He heard her gasp and watched her go limp. Dean pulled back panting.
Andi quickly rushed over to Sam to check him over. "You okay?" She questioned as she helped him up to his feet.
Sam groaned softly as he got up to his feet. "Yeah. I'll be okay." Sam let out a soft chuckle. "I forgot how good of a shot you were."
Andi let out a laugh rolling her eyes jabbing him in the side with her elbow. "Well you boys don't really give a girl a chance to shoot now do you?"
Sam let out a soft chuckle. "No, I guess not."
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The three of them patted the dirt down over the grave. The three of them gasped for air as they finished.
"Rest in peace." Sam said brushing some of his brown hair back from his forehead.
"Yeah. For good this time, okay?"
They turned away from the grave and began to walk towards the car.
Sam grunted as he lifted his shovel over his shoulder. "You know, that whole fake ritual thing, luring Angela into the cemetery? Pretty sharp."
"Thanks."
"But did we have to use me as bait?" Sam questioned looking over at Dean.
"I figured you were more her type. You know, she had pretty crappy taste in guys."
"I think she broke my hand."
Dean laughed lightly. "You're just too fragile. We'll get it looked at later." He looked back at his mother's grave pausing to look at it.
"You want to stay for a while?" Sam questioned softly sensing the hesitation that his brother was most likely having.
"No."
Andi looked at Sam. "I'll check your hand out okay?" Andi said softly as they walked to the car.
"Oh… you don't have to…"
"Hey I'm pretty good at patching a hand up… unless you rather have a professional do it, which I don't care…"
"I think a professional would be better for this. No offense."
Andi held her hand up that wasn't carrying her shovel. "None taken."
The three of them dropped their things into the trunk of the car. They got into their respective seats and Dean pulled out of the cemetery and out on the road to get them out of town.
Andi looked out the window with a soft breath closing her eyes.
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A little while later Dean scowled thinking about what he had said back at the cemetery when he had pinned Angela back into her casket.
Sam looked over at his brother with a concerned look as Dean pulled the car across the road and stopped on the opposite shoulder causing Andi to jolt awake once he stopped.
Andi groggily got up to see Dean get out of the car and park his ass on the hood.
Sam and Andi got out of the car. Andi leaned against the side, lighting up a cigarette that she very much needed.
Sam looked at his brother, biting his lower lip softly. "Dean, what is it?"
"I'm sorry." Dean said softly.
"You - For what?" Sam asked in confusion. Never hardly did Dean apologize for something. It was a rare site.
"The way I've been acting."
Sam crossed over to the hood and sat down next to his brother close enough, but not to touch.
"And for Dad. I mean, he was your dad too. And it's my fault he's gone."
Andi turned her head hearing what Dean had said. She pursed her lips together.
"What are you talking about?"
"I know you've been thinking it - so have I. Doesn't take a genius to figure it out. Back at the hospital, I made a full recovery. It was a miracle. And five minutes later Dad's dead and the Colt's gone."
Andi's brows furrowed. She knew what this meant, and she hadn't heard of it in a long time since being in England for so long. No one ever made those in England. Not anymore.
"Dean."
"You can't tell me there's not a connection there. I don't know how the demon was involved. I don't know how the whole thing went down exactly. But Dad's dead because of me. And that much I do know. Hell...look at Andi. She knows something isn't right."
Sam looked over his shoulder seeing the look on her face which meant that she was thinking. Sam looked back at his brother. "We don't know that. Not for sure."
"Sam …" Tears slid down his cheeks as he began to cry. Another first in who knows how long. "You and Dad ... you're the most important people in my life. And Andi too since she has come back. And now ... I never should've come back, Sam. It wasn't natural. And now look what's come of it. I was dead. And I should have stayed dead. You wanted to know how I was feeling. Well, that's it."
Sam nodded his head. He knew that there was no way of interrupting his brother since he was so emotional.
"So tell me. What could you possibly say to make that all right?" Dean turned and looked at his brother.
Sam looked away from him.
Dean looked away.
Andi pursed her lips together and knew that this was probably the hardest truth that the two of them had to ever face.
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That is the end of Chapter 4. I know that it probably isn't my best chapter, but I did try. I'm hoping that this chapter was okay. And I hope that you guys still like Andi. Who do you think that she'll end up with? Sam or Dean or someone else? Until next time.