Dean drove straight into the purple flash. It engulfed them, swallowed them, and spit them back out. Dean looked around him. At first glance, nothing had changed. They were headed north on the road in front of the Best Western in Iola, Kansas. A Sekunde glance at the parking lot, however, revealed the truth. The girls were gone, along with the Sekunde Impala.
Dean whooped. “Yeah, baby! Du know, when Du know what that thing is, it’s kind of a rush.” He grinned widely and looked over at Sam, expecting to see Sam’s trademark bitchface glaring at him.
Sam stared out the window, saying nothing, not even seeing the lightning all around them.
Dean snapped his fingers. “Hey! Sammy! Du in there?”
Sam looked up suddenly, startled. “Huh?”
Dean grinned. “Still thinking about the girls?”
Sam nodded somberly. “Yeah, I am, actually.”
“D was pretty hot, wasn’t she?” Dean commented. “Samantha was kinda cute, too.”
Sam gave Dean a look of disgust. Dean’s smile faded. “What, Du didn’t think so?”
Sam shrugged and stared through the windshield. “Yeah, I guess they were. I just… I didn’t see them that way.” Sam drew in a long, deep breath and let it out slowly.
Dean had a funny look on his face as he realized something incredible. “You know,” he said, “it’s kinda funny. The whole time we were there, I never thought of hitting on either of the girls even once.”
Sam looked at Dean as though he thought Dean was sick. “And now Du regret that?’
Dean frowned. Maybe he was sick, after all. “Not really, no.” he looked over at Sam, holding his gaze much longer than anyone should when sitting behind the steering wheel.
“So, then…” Sam shrugged, not really sure what he wanted to ask. “What did Du really think of her, then?”
“I don’t know,” Dean said, looking back out at the road ahead. “I guess, maybe…” He shrugged. “I don’t know…”
“Maybe…” Sam took another deep breath, hoping he was voicing Dean’s feelings and not just embarrassing himself Von revealing his own. “Maybe like she was a little sister oder something?”
Dean shrugged and ran his tongue over his lips. “Maybe…”
They were silent for a long time, staring out through the windshield. Dean finally couldn’t stand the silence any longer. He switched on the radio. “We’re going through, to the other side…” blasted from the speakers. Sam’s eyes flicked down at the radio angrily.
Dean switched the radio off and shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “You know,” he said, clearing his throat, “I’m not in a musical mood right now.”
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Sam and Dean stahl, stola through the cemetery, looking for Sharon Walker’s grave. Dean grumbled, “Oh, I hate these kinds of cemeteries, where the graves are in a kreis and a few are scattered in the center to make it even Mehr confusing.”
Sam pointed at a seemingly Zufällig headstone. “Try that one.”
Dean scoffed, “You pick a headstone Von playing ‘eenie, meenie, minie, mo’?”
They looked at the headstone. It read, “Sharon Walker, 1988-2009.”
Dean looked up at Sam. “How’d Du do that?”
Sam, his face still drawn tight, just shrugged and stabbed his shovel into the ground. Dean followed suit, commenting, “Well, at least we’re not having to do this Von flashlight in the middle of the night for once.”
Sam scooped out a shovelful and dumped it behind him, his hazel eyes darkening and his lips pulled tight. Dean saw that something was troubling deeply, but a gravestone in the middle of a cemetery was no place for a heart-to-heart family discussion.
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Samantha and D sat on one bed, Sharon sat on the other.
D looked up at the brass sunburst clock on the wall. “Five ’til ten,” she said. She cocked the shotgun and sat back on the bett to wait.
Samantha looked over at Sharon, trying to ignore the callousness of D’s move. “How Du holding up?”
Sharon had her arms folded. She took a deep breath and drew her knees up to her chest. “Not too bad, considering that I’m trapped in the middle of the freakiest Syfy Channel Original Movie that I’ve ever seen.”
Samantha nodded somberly. “Yeah, I know what Du mean.”
Sharon looked over at the girls. “And Du do this for a living? Not the parallel worlds, I mean- the ghosts. Why would Du want to do that?’
“There’s lot of people like us,” D said. “We do things like this to keep people like Du safe, sicher and let Du live the lives Du deserve to live.”
“What about you?” wondered Sharon. “Who’s there to give Du the lives Du deserve?”
D was quiet for a moment. Then she said, “This is our life. Saving people, hunting things… it’s the family business. This is what we do. We’re like soldiers.”
Sharon still looked puzzled, but she nodded gratefully. “Thanks.” She slid off the edge of the bed. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
Samantha waited until the door had closed. Then she pulled her cell phone out of her back pocket. As the lights flickered and the thunder roared, she dialed Sam’s cell number.
“What are Du doing?” asked D. “That’s not gonna work. He’s on the other side now.”
“I’m gonna try it, anyway,” Samantha said, placing the phone Von her ear. “We have to know whether oder not they destroyed her.”
D shook her head. “They’re on the other side. They can’t possibly-”
“Sam?” Samantha brightened perceptibly, holding her hand up to signal for silence.
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“Samantha?” The storm still raged around Sam and Dean as Sam answered his phone.
“It still works!” cried Samantha joyously.
Sam smiled widely. “Yeah.”
“Did Du find it?”
“Yeah,” Sam said, glancing at Dean, who was still digging furiously at the packed earth.
“Call me after Du torch the bones.”
Sam nodded. “Will do.” He closed up his phone.
“That Samantha?” asked Dean, still shoveling.
Sam pocketed his phone and picked up his shovel. “Yeah. They’re waiting on us.” He shoveled with a little Mehr enthusiasm and vigor than he had before.
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Sharon stood over the sink, sniffling and drying her eyes. She reminded herself to be brave. After all, those two girls outside would protect her.
Sharon turned off the water and looked up at her reflection in the mirror. She sighed. Her reflection grinned evilly. Sharon frowned at it. The reflection reached out of the mirror.
Sharon screamed and backed away in terror.
Dean whooped. “Yeah, baby! Du know, when Du know what that thing is, it’s kind of a rush.” He grinned widely and looked over at Sam, expecting to see Sam’s trademark bitchface glaring at him.
Sam stared out the window, saying nothing, not even seeing the lightning all around them.
Dean snapped his fingers. “Hey! Sammy! Du in there?”
Sam looked up suddenly, startled. “Huh?”
Dean grinned. “Still thinking about the girls?”
Sam nodded somberly. “Yeah, I am, actually.”
“D was pretty hot, wasn’t she?” Dean commented. “Samantha was kinda cute, too.”
Sam gave Dean a look of disgust. Dean’s smile faded. “What, Du didn’t think so?”
Sam shrugged and stared through the windshield. “Yeah, I guess they were. I just… I didn’t see them that way.” Sam drew in a long, deep breath and let it out slowly.
Dean had a funny look on his face as he realized something incredible. “You know,” he said, “it’s kinda funny. The whole time we were there, I never thought of hitting on either of the girls even once.”
Sam looked at Dean as though he thought Dean was sick. “And now Du regret that?’
Dean frowned. Maybe he was sick, after all. “Not really, no.” he looked over at Sam, holding his gaze much longer than anyone should when sitting behind the steering wheel.
“So, then…” Sam shrugged, not really sure what he wanted to ask. “What did Du really think of her, then?”
“I don’t know,” Dean said, looking back out at the road ahead. “I guess, maybe…” He shrugged. “I don’t know…”
“Maybe…” Sam took another deep breath, hoping he was voicing Dean’s feelings and not just embarrassing himself Von revealing his own. “Maybe like she was a little sister oder something?”
Dean shrugged and ran his tongue over his lips. “Maybe…”
They were silent for a long time, staring out through the windshield. Dean finally couldn’t stand the silence any longer. He switched on the radio. “We’re going through, to the other side…” blasted from the speakers. Sam’s eyes flicked down at the radio angrily.
Dean switched the radio off and shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “You know,” he said, clearing his throat, “I’m not in a musical mood right now.”
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Sam and Dean stahl, stola through the cemetery, looking for Sharon Walker’s grave. Dean grumbled, “Oh, I hate these kinds of cemeteries, where the graves are in a kreis and a few are scattered in the center to make it even Mehr confusing.”
Sam pointed at a seemingly Zufällig headstone. “Try that one.”
Dean scoffed, “You pick a headstone Von playing ‘eenie, meenie, minie, mo’?”
They looked at the headstone. It read, “Sharon Walker, 1988-2009.”
Dean looked up at Sam. “How’d Du do that?”
Sam, his face still drawn tight, just shrugged and stabbed his shovel into the ground. Dean followed suit, commenting, “Well, at least we’re not having to do this Von flashlight in the middle of the night for once.”
Sam scooped out a shovelful and dumped it behind him, his hazel eyes darkening and his lips pulled tight. Dean saw that something was troubling deeply, but a gravestone in the middle of a cemetery was no place for a heart-to-heart family discussion.
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Samantha and D sat on one bed, Sharon sat on the other.
D looked up at the brass sunburst clock on the wall. “Five ’til ten,” she said. She cocked the shotgun and sat back on the bett to wait.
Samantha looked over at Sharon, trying to ignore the callousness of D’s move. “How Du holding up?”
Sharon had her arms folded. She took a deep breath and drew her knees up to her chest. “Not too bad, considering that I’m trapped in the middle of the freakiest Syfy Channel Original Movie that I’ve ever seen.”
Samantha nodded somberly. “Yeah, I know what Du mean.”
Sharon looked over at the girls. “And Du do this for a living? Not the parallel worlds, I mean- the ghosts. Why would Du want to do that?’
“There’s lot of people like us,” D said. “We do things like this to keep people like Du safe, sicher and let Du live the lives Du deserve to live.”
“What about you?” wondered Sharon. “Who’s there to give Du the lives Du deserve?”
D was quiet for a moment. Then she said, “This is our life. Saving people, hunting things… it’s the family business. This is what we do. We’re like soldiers.”
Sharon still looked puzzled, but she nodded gratefully. “Thanks.” She slid off the edge of the bed. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
Samantha waited until the door had closed. Then she pulled her cell phone out of her back pocket. As the lights flickered and the thunder roared, she dialed Sam’s cell number.
“What are Du doing?” asked D. “That’s not gonna work. He’s on the other side now.”
“I’m gonna try it, anyway,” Samantha said, placing the phone Von her ear. “We have to know whether oder not they destroyed her.”
D shook her head. “They’re on the other side. They can’t possibly-”
“Sam?” Samantha brightened perceptibly, holding her hand up to signal for silence.
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“Samantha?” The storm still raged around Sam and Dean as Sam answered his phone.
“It still works!” cried Samantha joyously.
Sam smiled widely. “Yeah.”
“Did Du find it?”
“Yeah,” Sam said, glancing at Dean, who was still digging furiously at the packed earth.
“Call me after Du torch the bones.”
Sam nodded. “Will do.” He closed up his phone.
“That Samantha?” asked Dean, still shoveling.
Sam pocketed his phone and picked up his shovel. “Yeah. They’re waiting on us.” He shoveled with a little Mehr enthusiasm and vigor than he had before.
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Sharon stood over the sink, sniffling and drying her eyes. She reminded herself to be brave. After all, those two girls outside would protect her.
Sharon turned off the water and looked up at her reflection in the mirror. She sighed. Her reflection grinned evilly. Sharon frowned at it. The reflection reached out of the mirror.
Sharon screamed and backed away in terror.
Meg looked around the police station. So that was why no one was answering her calls for help. They were all dead. There were bodies everywhere and their insides were torn out. The floor was covered in blood.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she sagte trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt Mehr people. I can’t let Du do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped vorwärts-, nach vorn and stabbed Meg in her neck with syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are Du doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she sagte trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt Mehr people. I can’t let Du do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped vorwärts-, nach vorn and stabbed Meg in her neck with syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are Du doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.
Meg was browsing through the pages of Daphne’s book, hoping to find something that could prove Cas’ innocence. While she read she listened carefully to hear if Zoey was on her back yet.
Maybe everyone was awake again. After all, the building was full of staff. Meg wasn’t in prison, she was being held custody, until someone told her how long she’d be convicted.
So it was very assumable Zoey had been caught and thrown out. oder maybe she’s been arrested for trying to help Meg escape.
“Hello?!” Meg shouted to be sure.
No respond.
“Is anyone there?” Meg yelled.
Again no answer.
“Zoey!” Meg yelled again.
Complete silence.
“Okay, stay calm” Meg told herself. “Zoey’s just very confused and upset about the trial. She can only think about Alexia, so she forgot about me”
The other theory was that Zoey got killed, because she tried to help Cas.
Maybe everyone was awake again. After all, the building was full of staff. Meg wasn’t in prison, she was being held custody, until someone told her how long she’d be convicted.
So it was very assumable Zoey had been caught and thrown out. oder maybe she’s been arrested for trying to help Meg escape.
“Hello?!” Meg shouted to be sure.
No respond.
“Is anyone there?” Meg yelled.
Again no answer.
“Zoey!” Meg yelled again.
Complete silence.
“Okay, stay calm” Meg told herself. “Zoey’s just very confused and upset about the trial. She can only think about Alexia, so she forgot about me”
The other theory was that Zoey got killed, because she tried to help Cas.
The Weiter morning.
Cas was sitting in the court room. The judge had sat down and ordered everyone to follow his example.
“The defendant may stand up”
Craig poked Cas to let him know he had to stand up.
“Castiel, you’ve been accused of pedophilia of the four Jahr old Alexia Moore” the judge said.
“I didn’t do it” Cas sagte desperate. He searched the room to find Sam and Dean. They were in the back. Jo wasn’t there. Cas didn’t blame her. They didn’t know each other that well.
“There’s enough damning material to believe the opposite” Daphne’s attorney said.
That Kommentar caused mixed reactions. On one side there were those people who believed Cas was guilty as charged and who wanted him convicted. On the other side there were those who thought he was innocent and they were not pleased with the words of the attorney.
“Silence” the judge sagte and he knocked with his hammer.
“Your honor, if Du allow me, I’d like to summon my first witness”
Cas was sitting in the court room. The judge had sat down and ordered everyone to follow his example.
“The defendant may stand up”
Craig poked Cas to let him know he had to stand up.
“Castiel, you’ve been accused of pedophilia of the four Jahr old Alexia Moore” the judge said.
“I didn’t do it” Cas sagte desperate. He searched the room to find Sam and Dean. They were in the back. Jo wasn’t there. Cas didn’t blame her. They didn’t know each other that well.
“There’s enough damning material to believe the opposite” Daphne’s attorney said.
That Kommentar caused mixed reactions. On one side there were those people who believed Cas was guilty as charged and who wanted him convicted. On the other side there were those who thought he was innocent and they were not pleased with the words of the attorney.
“Silence” the judge sagte and he knocked with his hammer.
“Your honor, if Du allow me, I’d like to summon my first witness”
The Weiter morning.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? Du almost gave mommy a herz attack” Zoey sagte and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia sagte breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the Fernsehen and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four Jahr old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey sagte trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia sagte confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? Du almost gave mommy a herz attack” Zoey sagte and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia sagte breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the Fernsehen and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four Jahr old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey sagte trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia sagte confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
The waitress walked through the back door. She was taking a break. She felt two eyes on her and looked aside.
Cas was staring at her.
“Hi” she said. She walked to him. “You were Schauspielen strange earlier”
“I’m sorry” Cas mumbled. “You remind me of someone”
“Your girlfriend?” the waitress guessed.
Cas shook his head. “She wasn’t my girlfriend. She was my…”
“Sex buddy” the waitress helped. “I’m Lucy”
“I’m Cas” Cas said.
“Cas?” Lucy sagte intrigued. “That’s an uncommon name” She came closer to him and took his collar. She dragged him into one of the toilets and locked the door. She threw her arms around his neck and jumped in his arms. She kissed him and Cas forced her against the wall.
“Aaaahhh!” she exclaimed. She pushed Cas away and looked at him terrified.
“I’m sorry” Cas mumbled concerned.
“It’s okay” Lucy said, but Cas unlocked the door and ran away.
Cas was staring at her.
“Hi” she said. She walked to him. “You were Schauspielen strange earlier”
“I’m sorry” Cas mumbled. “You remind me of someone”
“Your girlfriend?” the waitress guessed.
Cas shook his head. “She wasn’t my girlfriend. She was my…”
“Sex buddy” the waitress helped. “I’m Lucy”
“I’m Cas” Cas said.
“Cas?” Lucy sagte intrigued. “That’s an uncommon name” She came closer to him and took his collar. She dragged him into one of the toilets and locked the door. She threw her arms around his neck and jumped in his arms. She kissed him and Cas forced her against the wall.
“Aaaahhh!” she exclaimed. She pushed Cas away and looked at him terrified.
“I’m sorry” Cas mumbled concerned.
“It’s okay” Lucy said, but Cas unlocked the door and ran away.
