Title: Hide and Seek
Description: Sam and Dean in a haunted Forest
Raven524 - February 18, 2007 02:46 AM (GMT)
Disclaimer: I still don’t own Supernatural or its characters. I and am not making any money on this…I’m just having fun!
Summary: Sam and Dean are investigating a haunted forest, but it quickly turns into a deadly game of hide and seek. This take place after my last story, Double Trouble and will be slightly AU in that I allow Sam to play with his powers a little more. Hope you all enjoy!!!
Hide and Seek
Chapter 1 – Animal Attack
Dean and Sam were quietly walking through the small forest outside of the little town of Hibbing. The surrounding hills trapped the evening fog, making it the perfect site for a horror film. Sam shifted the shot gun he carried on his shoulders. He could see Dean a short distance ahead of him in full hunter mode.
Sam wished that they had done some more research before coming out on this hunt. His father and he were a lot alike in this one aspect of the hunt, both wanted to do as much research as possible before jumping in. But Dean, he didn’t have much patience for the research part of hunting. He would do just enough to get an idea and then go with it.
That is what brought them to be here on this particular night. Dean had read a newspaper article about a haunted forest. A number of the locals had reported sightings of spirits and some had been attacked by something while walking through the woods. Sam couldn’t find anything about the land itself or its owner that would point to a haunting. Dean seemed to think that it might be a spirit or at worst, some type of demon dog. The last victim had received a number of bite and claw marks that would point towards some type of animal attack.
In short, here they were tracking who knew what and Sam was worried. He had been getting better at listening to his inner voice and it was telling him that something more was going on in this forest than a simple haunting or a possessed animal. Dean listened to Sam, but he had insisted on taking a look to see if they could further identify what was going on in the forest.
Suddenly, Dean stopped and motioned Sam to get ready. Sam pulled the shot gun loaded with rock salt forward and peered into the darkness and fog. “What do you see Dean?” Sam whispered.
Dean turned towards Sam and pointed off to his left. “Shh…something is moving over there, be ready Sam!” Dean started walking to where he had seen the bushes move. Sam felt a strange tingling sensation just before he heard the low growl.
“Dean watch out!” Sam watched as a large dog with yellow eyes jumped out of the bush straight towards his brother. Dean ducked as he shot off a round of silver bullets from his gun into the beast. The animal never flinched, but simply crouched ready to attack again. Dean pulled out his machete and waited for the animal to attack again. Sam moved quickly to help his brother. But once again the animal attacked.
Dean swung the machete, but the blade passed through the animal. “What the hell!” Dean yelled as he dropped into another defensive crouch. As the animal lunged again, Sam took aim with the shot gun, sending both barrels of the rock salt into the animal’s body. He smiled grimly as the apparition dispersed into the fog. “Dean are you ok?” Sam asked as he reached into his pocket for more bullets to reload the shot gun. His senses were still sensing something in the area.
“I’m good, what the hell was that?” Dean stood up and dusted the dirt off his jeans as he replaced the machete in the holder on his belt.
“A spirit? I don’t know, but we need to get out of here Dean, I have a very bad feeling.” Sam scanned the woods surrounding them, not sure what to expect.
“Your spidey senses still on alert Sammy?” Dean was glad that Sam seemed to have better control over his sensing abilities lately. He had learned that if Sam sensed danger, it was time to get out of dodge.
“Yes, and it’s getting stronger the longer we stay here. Come on Dean…” Sam never saw the animal as it hit him in the middle of his back.
“Sammy!” Dean yelled as he reached to grab his own shot gun. Where the hell had the second dog come from?
Sam could feel the dog tearing into the flesh on his back and he felt the jaws close around his upper arm. He knew that Dean was close by, but he also knew that he needed to get the animal off of him so that Dean could get a clean shot. Rolling over, Sam managed to get the animal off his back, and prepared to meet the dog as it charged again. Sam knew that he had to time this just right if he wanted to survive. As he saw the dog jump towards his chest, Sam raised his legs and pushed, causing the dog to sail through the air.
Dean didn’t miss a beat, he took aim and shot the dog full of rock salt. Once again the black dog disappeared into the mist. “Sammy…are you ok?”
“Ah…well, I think I’ve been better Dean.” Sam grunted as he struggled to his feet. His back was on fire and he could feel the blood running down his left arm. “Can we get out of here now?” Sam asked as he reached down to pick up his own shot gun.
Dean nodded, taking the lead once more as Sam wearily followed his older brother. As he tried to place one foot in front of the other, Sam thought he heard something. Stopping, he looked back towards the forest where the fog was the thickest. He sensed that something evil was there and that it was watching them. “Ah Dean, I think we better pick up the pace a bit.” Sam said as he began to jog towards the fire road where they parked the car.
“What is it Sam?” Dean asked as he jogged beside his brother.
“I’m not sure, I just got this feeling that something is coming…something evil.”
“Ok, the car should be just around this bend in the road…ah crap!” Dean exclaimed as he came to an abrupt stop. Sam almost ran into his brother, but managed to stop just in time. As he looked towards the car, he mimicked his brother’s sentiments. “Holy crap!”
In front of the boys was a pack of black dogs, each with glowing yellow eyes. Sam counted at least six of the animals, but there was no telling how many more might be in the woods on either side of the car. “Any ideas Dean?” Sam asked quietly as he watched the animals slowly begin to advance towards the hunters.
“Well, we could try to take them out…how many rounds do you have left?”
“Dean, I don’t think I can reload the shot gun, my arm…” Dean looked closer at Sam’s arm and winced. It looked pretty bad and the blood was still flowing freely down Sam’s arm.
“Ok, so we go with plan B then.” Dean grabbed Sam’s shot gun and stood in front of his brother.
“Yes, that would be the plan were I empty these two guns into the bastards as you and I run for our lives…maybe if we draw them far enough away from the car we can circle back around.”
“Dean that’s a horrible plan…they can outrun us before we get very far.”
“So, do you have a better idea, cause if you do, now would be a really good time to let me in on it!” Dean shot as one of the black dogs got too close. He quickly reloaded while keeping his eyes on the other animals.
Just as Sam was getting ready to respond he heard a soft voice behind him. “Perhaps I could come up with a better plan?”
Sam and Dean both turned as one. Dean leveled the shot gun at the hooded figure standing in front of them. “Who the hell are you?”
“Well, I think that introductions can wait until both of you are safe…if you will follow me…” the figure took each of their hands and mumbled some foreign words under her breath.
Sam felt a slight tingling sensation but otherwise he felt unharmed. He tried to get a reading on the figure in front of them, but could not sense any evil intent. Dean looked at Sam. “So, what do you think?”
Sam shrugged. “I think I’d rather go with red riding hood here than be eaten by the big bad wolfs over there!”
The figure tugged on their hands as it started forward. “We must remain in contact or you will become visible again…I can only hide you for a short while, but it should be enough to get you to safety. Follow me!”
Near the center of the forest a loud roar of anger could be heard. “Damn that interfering bitch. I almost had them this time! Next time will be different; she can’t hide them from me forever…this time they will not leave this forest alive!”
supernaturalmommy - February 18, 2007 02:58 AM (GMT)
What a start - I can't wait for more of this . . . :D
So I don't have to wait that long, right?
Supernaturalxx - February 18, 2007 03:02 AM (GMT)
:D Greatttt start to the seq. Robin
First chapter and the boys are already being labeled as lunch by a pack of black demon dogs..lovelyy. Hmmm I wonder who, as Sam called her; little red riding hood came from and who she is.
And that angry voice from the woods is obviously the one controlling the demonic gang of dogs, but who is he? Hmmm
Can't wait for more :)
Vallana - February 18, 2007 03:16 AM (GMT)
Weeee the sequel :wub:
Awesome start so far!! Lol, you already got poor Sammy torn up. He needs to learn how to avoid getting chomped on.
Can't wait to read more :D
cooldude - February 18, 2007 03:33 AM (GMT)
awesome start Robin
who is the mysterious person hmmmmmmmmm
ashb711 - February 18, 2007 03:59 AM (GMT)
SUPERFAN#1 - February 18, 2007 04:11 AM (GMT)
WHOA!!! Great start; loved your last story and I'm so happy about the sequel!!! Please update asap!!!!! :D
Oceane - February 18, 2007 04:25 AM (GMT)
What a terrific start and so intriguing.
Black dogs who tried to kill Dean and Sam.
Someone hauting that forest who wants the brothers dead
And a woman who saved their life in extremis.
That was great Robin, I'm looking forward for more.
xgetawayxcar09 - February 18, 2007 04:59 AM (GMT)
ooh i loved double trouble and i'm already loving this one. OMGAH SAMMY he got attacked. *cries*
i shall help him. first we have to take off his shirt, cause..he got bit on his arm. and then we have to take off his pants
"My pants?! WHY!?" sam asks
ummmm because i'm the doctor and i know what's best for you! *shifty eyes* and after your pants..you umm..boxers need to go too.
"what the-- i am NOT taking off my boxers!"
did i not just say i was the doctor!
"let me see some ID!"
ummm..i left it in the car..let me go get it *runs off*
.......well...maybe faking to be a doctor to get him to take off his clothes wasnt that bright of an idea...
whatyousee - February 18, 2007 06:06 AM (GMT)
oh my god...you really are a story factory...spitting out new ones day after day after day...
I LOVED IT!! OF COURSE I WOULD!!! YOU WROTE IT!!! I LOVE ALL OF YOUR STORIES!!! AND I'M SO HAPPY SAMMY CAN CONTROL HIS POWERS A LITTLE BETTER...THAT'S AWESOME!!!!!
PLEASE UPDATE AGAIN SOON!!! ALTHOUGH CONSIDERING YOU'VE GOT LIKE THREE STORIES GOING...THERE'S NO REAL RUSH LMAO!!!
LOVED IT ROBIN AND KEEP UP THE AMAZING/INCREDIBLE/UNBELIEVABLE/PHENOMENAL/FANTASTIC WORK!
DAYUM...I DIDN'T EVEN NEED THE THESAURUS FOR THAT...I'M GETTING BETTER IT THIS....
:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub:
candycane - February 18, 2007 11:01 AM (GMT)
U NEVER STOP DO YOU??!!...AND THAT WHY WE ALL LOVE U
charmed1of2 - February 18, 2007 12:30 PM (GMT)
:lol: AWWWW POOR SAM ALREADY A CHEW TOY, MY HEART BLEEDS FOR HIM LOL NOTTTTTTTTTT LMAO AWESOME START SIS, DAMN GIRL U CAN FINISH BOF FOR ME SINCE U CAN'T STOP WRITING LMAO
LUVS LORRIE :evil :fire
ziggy - February 18, 2007 04:47 PM (GMT)
:cheer Yeah, you've started the sequel Robin, and Sam already injured in the first chapter, brililiant!!! :cheer You know how much we all love hurt Sam!!! :lol:
So the pack of demon dogs or whatever are stopping them from getting to the impala and then 'red riding hood' as Sam called her takes their hands, makes them invisible and hopefully will lead them to safety, at least for now!!! It never takes too long for Sam's wounds to get infected so the quicker the better! :)
Awesome start girl, brilliant, wonderful, fantastic!!!
jared.is.fit - February 18, 2007 07:48 PM (GMT)
absloutley brill hun
ooooooo Sammys hurt...and its only the 1st chapter...wot a shame lol ;) loved it really
oooooo who is the girl in the cloak??? is it me??? hah you'lll never know...
i like to keep secrets...anything to get my hands on Sammy boy ;)
pulpfish - February 18, 2007 07:59 PM (GMT)
Jeeez Robin! Another story! You're like the Stephen King of supernatural fanfics! Except you can write, seriously, I doubt that Stephen King has ever heard of nuance.
Raven524 - February 18, 2007 11:19 PM (GMT)
Kat: Now would I make you wait that long???? <_< Ok, don't answer that! :blink:
Katie: Yes, lunch is definately on the boys this time around! :blink:
Val: Yep, Sammy became a chew toy once again...maybe he better check his pockets and remove those doggie biscuits :D
Amanda: My lips are sealed! :halo
Ashb711: Thanks hun! :wub:
Superfan#1: Glad you liked it so far, here's the next update! :)
Oceane: Just a typical walk in the wood for our boys! ;)
Xgetawayxcar09: LMAO! Ok, so playing doctor might not have been the best idea, but then removing Sam's pants to fix his chest was a little suspicious <_<
Claire: Well, I have been known to stop...I think the last time was about 5 years ago...but then I hit that darn time warp and well...here I am! :blink: (sorry meds make me a little loopy)
Lorrie: Ok, so I can't shut down my imagination and my fingers seem to have a will of their own lately. But I don't think I could ever finish off one of your stories, you are just too awsome a writer :bow . That's right, I admit it...I'm addicted to your stories! :wub:
Sarah: LOL, yes infection does tend to set in quickly for poor Sammy...but do you know where those doggie paws and teeth have been (shudders). :blink:
Faye: Hmmm...peeks under invisible cloak...nope, sorry kiddo...not you this time...but maybe next time ok? :P
Pulpfish: :blush Awe, thanks...but somehow I don't think I rate up there with Steven King...not sure I could even try LOL!
Ok, so we have the boys hurt, but rescued by a mysterious person who may or may not be out to help our poor lost boys...let's check in and see shall we? *scene fades to a forest far far away*
Chapter 2 – Lizzy
Sam stumbled slightly as the loss of blood from his injuries began to take its toll on his body. He was having trouble holding onto the figure’s hand as they quietly headed away from the black dogs. “Ah, how far?” Sam gasped as another wave of pain ran up his back.
Dean heard the pain in his brother’s voice and almost broke the contact with the figure to help his brother. But the figure gripped his hand more tightly, pulling him and Sam forward through the forest.
“Shhh…we are only invisible, the dogs have good ears! We will be in a place of safety shortly, just hold onto my hands for a little longer.”
Dean felt like pulling the hood back from the figure to see exactly what was helping them, but he figured that for now anywhere away from the bad doggies was a good place to be. Besides, he was armed and would do whatever he had to in order to protect his younger brother.
After 30 minutes of steady walking, they approached a small clearing near the edge of the forest. Dean shook his head as he saw the little white house set against the hill. “All it needs is a white picket fence!” Dean thought as the figure hurried into the clearing.
“You are safe now!” The figure said as it released both of the boy’s hands. Dean immediately reached for Sam as he saw his brother’s knees begin to give way.
“Hold on there Sammy, I got you!” Dean didn’t like the sweat that was forming on Sam’s pale face. “Look, I hate to push our luck, but is there some place I can lay my brother down so I can get a better look at his injuries?”
“Follow me…you can bring him into my home, but as soon as you have stabilized him, you will have to be on your way!”
Dean followed the figure into the house, amazed at how normal the inside looked. He helped Sam to sit on the couch in front of the fireplace, being careful of his brother’s back as he instructed Sam to lean forward. “Do you have any towels or sheets, I don’t want to ruin your sofa.”
Dean watched as the figure turned towards him and sighed. “Sure, just give me a minute to get this cloak off.”
Dean’s mouth dropped open as he saw the figure of a beautiful young woman emerge from beneath the large cloak. She looked to be around the same age as he and Sam with strawberry blonde hair and bright green eyes that seemed to see through you. “Ah, so you are?”
“Huh, oh sorry…my name is Elizabeth Cleary…most people just call me Liz. Now let me get you some supplies and help you fix up your brother there.” Liz quickly walked up the stairs to get what she would need.
“Ok Sammy, I’m not sure who or what Lizzy is, but we need to get you patched up and out of here.” Dean watched as Sam struggled to focus on his brother.
“Dean, don’t worry, I sense she is ok…she’s just trying to help” Sam started to fall sideways, but Dean reached over and gently pulled him back up. “Sammy, do you have any idea what she is…I mean, is she…”
“Yes, Dean…I’m a witch and a pretty good one.” Liz said quietly as she stepped back into the room. She had a first aid kit along with a sheet and some towels.
“Ah, thanks Liz.” Dean wasn’t sure that he liked this, but first things first. He needed to take a closer look at Sam’s wounds.
Dean gently removed Sam’s coat and shirt, trying to ignore Sam’s groans as he continued to inspect the wounds. “Well Sammy, you managed to get your back all scratched to hell and that bite on your arm is definitely going to need some stitches.” Dean watched as Liz placed the sheet on the sofa. She helped Dean position Sam on his stomach so that Dean could begin to work on cleaning out the claw marks on Sam’s back.
“Those wounds look infected already…you will need to put some healing salve on them before you cover them or your brother will get worse.” Liz walked out towards what looked like the kitchen and returned a few minutes later with a jar of some sort of salve along with a bowl containing what appeared to be water.
“Here, wash out all the wounds with this holy water…there are some herbs in the water that will help numb his pain. Once they have been cleaned, put this salve in the wound before you bandage or stitch the wound. I will go out and make him some of my special herbal tea that will help with the fever.”
“No offence Lizzy, but just how long have you been in the witch business? I mean, how do I know these won’t do more harm than good?” Dean knew that Missouri used herbal remedies that had helped them in the past. But he still wasn’t sure he could trust the woman.
“First of all Deany…the name is Liz. Second, I have been trained by the best in the use of herbal medicine. Many of the local town’s people come to me for my cures. But if you would rather let your brother suffer…well I won’t stop you!” Liz stormed from the room, not waiting to see if Dean would use the herbs or not.
She hated it when people treated her different because of her abilities or because of her youth. Her mother had begun her training when she was very young; making sure that she understood the use of each of the herbs and plants that the forest provided. She smiled sadly as she thought of her mother…it was days like this when she really missed her calming presence. Her mother would have handled Dean differently; she had a way with people that Liz just hadn’t been able to master yet. Probably, because she inherited her grandfather’s temper. Liz sighed as she headed towards the kitchen…she would make the tea just in case the stubborn man in the other room decided to use it.
Sam had heard the interchange and decided he better try to intercede before Dean’s temper took over. Turning his head so that he could see his brother’s face, Sam cleared his dry throat. “Dean?”
“Heh Sammy, I thought maybe you were napping on me…don’t worry, we’ll get you cleaned up in no time!” Dean continued to gently clean the wounds on Sam’s back.
“Dean…You can trust her, really….go ahead and use the herbs, Missouri uses herbs and they always seem to help.”
“And you know that you can trust her because?” Dean asked as he looked towards the kitchen.
“I just sense that there is no evil in her Dean…anger yes, but then you do have that affect on people…ow!” Sam jumped as Dean pushed harder than necessary on one of the wounds on his back.
“Oh man, sorry Sammy…ok, so you want me to use this stuff on you…but don’t blame me if you turn into a turnip or something worse!” Dean wished that he had been able to get Sam back to the motel where he had everything he needed to patch him up. But Sam had a point, if the girl had wanted to hurt them, she would have left them to the dogs…literally.
Dean used the holy water to finish cleaning the wounds and applied the salve as Liz had directed. He had to admit that once the holy water had been applied, Sam did seem to be in less pain than before. Dean looked up as Liz approached with a cup of tea in her hands along with a bottle of water.
“Um…look Liz, I’m sorry if I seemed rude earlier…it’s just, well, we don’t know you that well and we’ve had some bad experiences in the past with herbs.” Dean flashed his most charming smile, hoping that the girl would accept his apology.
“No problem Dean, I know you are worried about your brother…but believe me, he will be fine. I’m afraid you will have bigger problems to worry about though.”
Dean looked up and saw the worried look on the girls face. “What is it…what’s wrong?”
“The thing that attacked you in the forest has figured out where you are…he’s never come after anyone else…but for some reason, he wants you and your brother. I’m not sure that I can protect you much longer.”
whatyousee - February 19, 2007 02:00 AM (GMT)
i can just hear dean's reaction if this wasn't so serious...
"haha darlin you protect me?" LMAO!!! cocky SOB...but we love him....alot....*cough*
moving on yet again....LOVED IT 10000000%
PLEASE UPDATE AGAIN ASAP!!!!
xgetawayxcar09 - February 19, 2007 02:05 AM (GMT)
well it was worth a shot raven right?? maybe next time i'll pretend i'm a cop and need to do a full on cavity search *giggles insanely* what?? i didnt say something *shifty eyes*
ON WITH REVIEW
OMGAH who is Elizabeth/lizzy/liz??? a witch eh? that's awesome. and why does this dog want the boys so much. hmm. *scratches head thoughtfully* i really dont know. this is weird. BUT. update soon! WHEE so i can know what happens!
Oceane - February 19, 2007 03:04 AM (GMT)
OMG! Liz can't protect them anymore.
What's going to happen to Dean and Sam.
And who or what in the forest is after them.
Terrific work Robin, more soon please :)
SUPERFAN#1 - February 19, 2007 03:04 AM (GMT)
She sounds good! At least Sam thinks she's OK. They better get out of there quick though... please udpate asap!!!!!! :D
charmed1of2 - February 19, 2007 03:37 AM (GMT)
:o AWWWWW TOO BAD, SHE CAN'T PROTECT THEM OH HEY I HAVE AN IDEA THROW SAMMY OUT THE DOOR FOR BAIT LMFAO OK TWO STORIES W SAM AS A CHEW TOY I'M IN HEAVENNNNN I'M IN HEAVENNNNNN YEAK OK I REALLY OVERDID THE MEDS TODAY LMAO HAD TO PUT UP W MOTHER IN LAW AND TINA ALL DAY OH YEAH I WAS DRINKING WINE TOO WHAT THE HELL Y NOT LMAO AWESOME SO FAR, :cry POOR SAM :lol: YEAH RIGHT LMAO
LUV YA LORRIE :evil :fire
jared.is.fit - February 19, 2007 01:39 PM (GMT)
uh oh :o
the boys are in big trouble now
aww poor Sammy is all cut up
wooot...did u say i get to be under a big sheet with sammy?? lmao ;)
luv ya hun
Windyfontaine - February 19, 2007 04:47 PM (GMT)
Woot! New story started! :cheer
(Inspection team eyes Robin's mass production fiction belt. Plot, check. Angst, check. Brotherly moments, check. Danger, check. Sam as chew toy, check. Passing inspection sticker placed on stories) lol :lol:
Great start, like it already :D Oh Sam, what cologne is that you're wearing? Eau de 'bite me'? Mmm. :wub:
At least they've got a nice witch to help them. :witch Looking forward to the next part :) Hope you have a good day ^_^
candycane - February 19, 2007 04:55 PM (GMT)
WELL ITS A GOOD THING U DONT STOP CAUSE THEN WHO WOULD WE HAVE TO WRITE SUCH GREAT CHAPTERS LIKE THIS 1 :wub: .....(i jst met up with my bf who moved away at christmas so i am in a soppy mood)
Raven524 - February 19, 2007 05:12 PM (GMT)
Whatyousee: Yeah, after all she is a girl...hmmm...but then maybe Dean won't mind as much LOL ;)
XgetawayXcar09: LOL, Officer, since when do you do a cavity search for a speeding ticket? Sam scratched his head. As to being bitten...who wouldn't like to take a little nip out of our boys hmmmm? :D
Oceane: Well, I don't think its the big bad wolf...or maybe it is? :wub:
Superfan#1: Yes, Liz is a good witch...has Sam's instincts ever been wrong?? :unsure:
Lorrie: Well, how about...Dean opened the door slowly as he saw the approaching pack of black dogs...thinking quickly he grabbed the two startled women and threw them out the door. Well those two should keep those doggies busy for a while...inlaws have a habit of leaving a bad taste where ever they go!---ok, so my meds have kicked in too LOL...
Faye: Tsk Tsk Tsk...you and beds and sheets....LOL :blink:
Alisa: LMAO yep, guess Sam needs a change of cologne....too funny! :D
Claire: *stops to smell the rose* Hmmmmm...pretty! Thanks Hun!
Ok, so Liz is actually a good witch in this story...but she has a few family issues that will manage to get our boys in trouble...so we last left our boys relaxing with a cup of tea....
Chapter 3 – Trust
Dean looked at Sam who seemed to be sleeping peacefully for the moment. “Who is after us Liz?” Dean asked quietly, trying not to wake Sam. He figured that if he had to move his brother, it was best to let him rest as long as he could.
Liz moved to stand in front of the fireplace. Staring into the flames, she tried to decide if she should tell Dean. She had never told anyone before, in fact her family had a no tell policy when it came to the thing in the forest. Yet, somehow she felt that these two might be the solution to her problems. “First, tell me why you are in the forest…you are not from around here are you?”
Dean moved to stand next to Liz, “Look, my brother and I are here to find out what is happening and help if we can. Now tell, me…who is after us? If you are in danger, we can help you.”
Dean watched as Liz wrapped her arms around herself as if she were cold. He placed a calming hand on her shoulder trying to get her to open up. He wished Sam was awake, he was much better at this touchy feely stuff than Dean.
Liz turned and looked directly at Dean. “So, you are a hunter…that explains why he wants to kill you. Of course, he has tried to kill many of the others who came into the forest, but I and my family have always been able to intervene…normally, he would have given up by now. But I can feel his anger building…I’m not sure that I’m strong enough yet to stand against him.” Liz sighed and turned back to the fire. Part of her wanting to ask them for help to end this, but part of her afraid that once they learned who she really was, they would leave.
Dean could sense that she was holding something back, but just as he was getting ready to try to get her to open up some more; he heard a low groan from the sofa. Turning, he saw his brother trying to rise from the sofa, pain etched on his face. “Hold on there bro’, let me help you sit up”
Sam winced as his brother tried to ease him into a sitting position. His back still felt like it was on fire and his arm still hurt, but the pain seemed to be bearable now. “So what are you two talking about?” Sam asked as he decided that sitting forward was easier than sitting back on the sofa.
Dean didn’t like the rosy hue on Sam’s pale face, a sure sign that Sam was starting to spike a fever. “Liz was just starting to fill me in on what’s out in the forest.”
Liz had noticed Sam’s discomfort and before Dean could say any more she headed towards the kitchen. “First things first, we need to get Sam something to eat and I have some herbs that will help with the pain and fever. I’ll be back in just a moment.” Liz left without waiting to hear what the brother’s had to say. She just needed a little time to decide how much she should tell them.
Dean sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t know Sam, she’s afraid of something, but I couldn’t get her to tell me who or what was out there. She has some connection to it, I’m sure of it. I don’t like it Sam, we need to get you out of here before something else happens.”
Sam watched Dean pace like a caged tiger. He knew his brother preferred action, especially if he felt that Sam was in danger. “Look Dean, if you think she knows what is going on…we need to stay. She may need help and besides, it’s not like you to leave a hunt unfinished. You have to stop worrying about me Dean…I can take care of myself.”
“I know you can take care of yourself Sam, but not when you are injured…tell me you feel well enough to follow me out into the forest right now Sam…and don’t try lying, I can see the fever beginning to take hold of you. You need to give yourself some time to rest or you’ll make yourself even worse.”
Sam hated it when Dean treated him with kid gloves. He was getting tired of feeling like he needed Dean’s permission to hunt. “You know what Dean…you tell me that if the situation was reversed, you’d sit here while I went out to hunt that thing in the forest…I know you Dean, as soon as you get me somewhere safe, you’ll be going after it. I’m tired of you always questioning my judgment…I’m old enough to make my own decisions without your permission!” Sam started to rise from the sofa, wincing as his back and arm let him know that he wasn’t 100 percent. He took a couple of steps and groaned as the room began to swim. Dean was quickly at his brother’s side helping back to the sofa. Sam angrily shoved his brother’s hands away from him.
Dean stepped back, holding out his hands. “Whoa there, why are you getting so angry Sam? I have no intentions of leaving you somewhere while I go after this thing; I just want to get you somewhere safe so that you can heal. Then we can decide what to do together…and for the record, if the situation were reversed, I might try to do exactly what you just tried…but my little pain in the ass brother would stop me…just like I’m stopping you now.”
Sam realized that he wasn’t angry with Dean, but with the fact that once again he was injured and unable to help. “I know Dean…look, I’m just frustrated that I didn’t sense the dog behind me…I should be able to use my powers to avoid some of these injuries…but it seems like I’m always the one having to stay behind and worry…I just hate this!”
Dean understood that Sam was sensitive to being on the side lines but in the end, it was his job to keep Sam safe and that would never change. “You have to give yourself time Sam…from what I understand; your ability to sense evil things is general and not specific…so give yourself a break man…and me! Besides, you know I’m right…after all, I am the older brother here!” Dean grinned as he got the desired response…Sam’s eyes rolled up towards the ceiling.
Liz chose that moment to enter the living room again. She had been listening to the brother’s banter and realized the deep feelings that both men had for each other. She also had heard Dean mention that Sam had some sort of psychic ability. If he was sensitive to the supernatural, perhaps this was not just a chance meeting. Perhaps they could help her after all.
“Heh, Liz, thanks for all your help.” Sam said as he watched her set a tray down on the coffee table in front of him. The tray was loaded with sandwiches, bottled water and something the smelled suspiciously like one of Missouri’s famous teas.
“You’re both welcome, now eat up. Sam make sure you drink that tea, it will help with the fever and the pain.” Liz went to sit on one of the chairs, watching as the two men began to eat.
Sam looked at the girl in front of him as he tried to eat one of the sandwiches. He could feel the fear and despair in the young woman. “So, Liz…my brother says you may know what is out in the forest…can you tell us about it?”
Liz looked into Sam’s warm brown eyes and felt the compassion that resided within the man sitting across from her. “It’s kind of a long story, and I’m not sure what you’ll think about me when it is finished…all that I ask is that you let me finish the story before you pass judgment.”
Sam looked at Dean who shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t worry Liz, my brother and I have heard and seen some pretty ugly things in our line of work. You won’t scare us off by telling us what’s going on here. Besides, you want our help don’t you?”
Dean looked at Sam, amazed how his brother had picked up on what the girl needed. “I told you we would help you Liz…that is why Sam and I are here…we want to help stop whatever is hurting people in the forest.”
“I know you two want to help, it’s just my family has always had trouble trusting outsiders…our history is not very pretty when it comes to how others look at us…I mean, your first reaction when you heard I was a witch was to not trust me Dean. Not all witches are evil…many of us wish only to help others.” Liz felt the tears behind her eyes, but refused to let them fall.
Dean moved closer to the young woman, kneeling in front of her he placed his hand gently on her chin, pulling her gaze up to meet his own. “Listen to me Liz; it wasn’t because you were a witch that I didn’t trust you…just like you, Sam and I have learned not to give our trust easily. Believe me; we have no problem with witches as long as they are not practicing black magic. You don’t have to be afraid of us Liz…let us help you.”
Dean stood back up and patted the young girl on the shoulder as he went to sit back down next to Sam. Sam took a sip of the tea and made a face at the awful taste. “You and our friend Missouri must have the same recipe…I swear this stuff tastes like old sweat socks!”
Dean and Liz laughed as Sam continued to try to get the tea down. He knew from past experience that it would make him feel better…that is if he survived drinking it. Sam smiled at Liz as he placed the empty cup back on the try. “So, Liz…who is haunting the forest and how can we help?”
Liz took a deep breath and looking at both boys decided that she would have to take her chances with them. “He’s my great grandfather…”
candycane - February 19, 2007 05:15 PM (GMT)
I HAVE JUST READ THE LAST CHAPTER...GO READ ANOTHER FIC BY ...ERRRR...YOU AND COME BACK TO SEE U HAVE UPDATED AGAIN.
WOW I SURE AM LUCKY READING LOTS OF GREATNESS IN A ROW
xgetawayxcar09 - February 19, 2007 05:25 PM (GMT)
*is in officers uniform*
Well sir, it has come to my attention that you have weapons hidden inside this car, i need to make sure that you have none hidden on you.
Sam: I dont have any weapons! *does puppy dog look*
*almost gives in to his look but not yet*
SIR! i am asking you to exit the vehicle and spread those long sexy legs!
Sam: What the--- should cops be talking like that?
um. Of course! Now spread them! *giggles insanely*
*suddenly dean comes out of nowhere and whacks me upside the head*
Dean: HA, she's taken care of.
Sam: dean! Why did you hit her!
Dean: she was about to perform a full on cavity search dude! you know we keep knives and all sorts of things hidden in our boxers!
Sam: oh yeah..full cavity search! WHAT i didnt know that meant...like..full..cavity..ewwww
Dean: lets go
Dean and sam: *hop into impala and leave me there*
*two hours later* *gets up*
ON WITH REVIEW!!!
omgah its her great grandfather?? THE DOGS ARE? what the--- how did he get to be a dog? a pack of dogs! UNLESS its the voice they heard before, then that's him. who's controlling the dogs. BUT WHAT DOES HE WANT *shakes uncontrollably* *is hyperventilating* OMGAHH *gasps and passes out*
Oceane - February 19, 2007 09:52 PM (GMT)
Terrific update Robin :)
I'm very curious to know Liz's story :)
Can't wait for the next chapter :)
ziggy - February 19, 2007 10:33 PM (GMT)
OMG another story and another two updates again Robin, are you bionic or something :lol:
So Liz is a good witch, but her great-grandfather is the evil presence in the forest, interesting :)
Poor Sam having to drink that herbal tea, but at least it might make him feel better!
Loving this story!
tears_of_a_different_shade - February 20, 2007 12:13 AM (GMT)
Hey, I just found this! The sequeal already! Yay!
Oh, and off to a very good start!
Sammy's hurt...already...again... :D Oh, I so enjoy his pain - probably a lot more than he does.
Dean, protective right off the bat!
I like Liz, she seems nice enough. And she has attitude, got to love it when they stand up to Dean.
And her grandfather is haunting the forest! Already with the twists! Ambitious!
This is just great! Already we've had some action, some emotion, and some mystery. All very well balanced and well written!
Can't wait for the next update!
Windyfontaine - February 20, 2007 12:53 AM (GMT)
Agree with everyone else, interesting story, nice OC. Will definitely be looking forward to the next chapter. And Sam is going to get better faster this time, right? Maybe? perhaps? sigh. Can't wait to know either way :D
cooldude - February 20, 2007 01:13 AM (GMT)
What the hell :o :o lol
jared.is.fit - February 20, 2007 02:14 PM (GMT)
awww great chap
loved the boys being all sensitive
and i kinda guessed she was realted to the thing in the forest lol go meee
Raven524 - February 21, 2007 04:10 AM (GMT)
Claire: LOL...thanks! Glad you enjoyed the additional update! :D
Xgetawayxcar09: Hmmmm... <_< knives in their boxers?? Yikes!!! :o
Oceane: Here you go! :wub:
Sarah: Bionic...naw...just on a caffeine overload LOL :blink:
Tears: :blush Awe...Thanks!
Alisa: Yes, another one started and poor Sam already in dire straights...just can't seem to help myself LOL :wub:
Amanda: Thanks! Here's the next chapter! :wub:
Faye: Go Youuuuu! You got it right away LOL :cheer
Ok, so on with the story...we learn a little more about Liz's past...
Chapter 4 – Something Lost
Liz took a deep breath and looking at both boys decided that she would have to take her chances with them. “He’s my great grandfather…”
Sam looked at Dean as Liz continued. “First of all, you have to understand that my great grandfather was a witch, but he only practiced white magic. He didn’t turn evil until later…but I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning.” Liz grabbed one of the bottles of water and took a quick drink, glad that the boys had not interrupted her yet.
“My great grandfather lived in the town not far from here. Our family had always practiced the art of witchcraft, but it was only used to help people. Some of my relatives also had certain psychic abilities, which once again were used to help, not hurt people. In this case, my great grandfather had the ability to project images, that were realistic enough to fool most people.”
“So the dogs, were thought forms? Just psychic projections?” Sam asked
“Yes, but they do have substance and can injure people as you found out Sam. I’m really sorry he hurt you. I tried to warn you, but you blocked my thoughts…that’s never happened before.”
“Well, I am able to block most psychic energy from entering my mind unless I want it to. But that explains the strange tingling I felt before the dog took a bite out of me. So, I’m guessing your psychic ability allows you to project your thoughts…can you read them as well?” Sam leaned forward, trying to determine if she was telling them the truth about her abilities. The last thing he wanted was someone else digging into his thoughts.
“No, I can’t read minds; only project my thoughts and only if I am close enough. I seem to have inherited the weakest psychic abilities in the family.” Liz shook her head as she tried to shake the hurt that always accompanied this revelation.
“Heh, you got us out of a pretty tight jam…psychic abilities or not, you must be able to command some pretty awesome magic to hide us from your great grandfather.” Sam could understand her feelings; he remembered his own feelings about his weakness within his own family.
Dean decided it was time to get things back on track, before they headed into another chick flick moment. “So, what happened to your great grandfather?”
“It was horrible. My great grandfather was known throughout the village for his ability to heal using herbs and local plant life. He and his wife had helped many of the villagers and were well liked by the people. That is until the outbreak of yellow fever hit the town. Many people died, my great grandfather did what he could, but he couldn’t find the proper mixture of herbs to save them.”
Dean spoke up. “Let me guess, some idiot decided that your great grandfather was to blame for the yellow fever right?”
Liz nodded. “Yes, some of the town’s people began to turn against my great grandfather, especially when none of his family came down with the illness. I mean it was just pure luck that they didn’t catch it…some people evidently have a natural immunity to the disease. But the people, who lost loved ones, needed some one to blame. One night, a group of the town’s people decided that my great grandfather and his family needed to leave the town. They showed up late at night and started his home on fire.”
Liz paused, as the reality of what happened that night opened old wounds. Sam shook his head as he felt her sorrow and anger. “Liz, when people get scared, they do dumb things. What happened next?”
“My great grandfather managed to get my great grandmother and my grandfather out of the house. One of the town’s people helped them to get away into the forest while my great grandfather used his psychic abilities to scare off the mob. Once the mob dispersed, he ran back into the burning house to get his daughter…but it was too late. She had died before he could reach her.”
Liz looked at both Sam and Dean, her eyes begging for their understanding. “He really wasn’t an evil man, but he had lost his daughter. He used his psychic projections to begin hunting down and killing those who had burned his home and murdered his daughter. All he could think about was revenge. Unfortunately, the mob was too large and their fear eventually gave way to anger as well. They beat my great grandfather until he was unconscious and then they dragged him into the forest.”
“Do you know what happened to him after that?” Sam asked gently.
“No, that’s the problem. I know that he was killed, but I have no idea how or where he was buried. My great grandmother and her son retreated to this house with the help of some of the good town’s people who were ashamed of what had happened. Luckily my great grandmother was able to cast a spell so that no one could find the house and also placed charms around the clearing to keep out angry spirits. She had heard of the attacks continuing long after she knew that her husband was dead. But she never wanted revenge…she only wanted to find her husband’s remains so that he could be put to rest.”
“Did she ever locate her husband’s body?” Dean asked, already figuring out that they needed to salt and burn the bones to get rid of the angry spirit.
“That’s just it; she and the rest of my family have spent their entire life trying to find his resting place. But we have not been able to locate it. It’s almost as if, he doesn’t want us to find him because he knows that once that happens, he will no longer be able to get revenge for what happened to him and his family.”
“So your family has lived here, trying to get rid of the angry spirit after all this time?” Sam asked, beginning to understand the great weight that Liz must have on her shoulders.
“Yes, that and we have tried to prevent anyone who enters the forest from getting hurt. We have been successful most of the time, but it has been difficult. Especially, when we had to take care not to let people know where we are after they have been rescued. You are the first that have come to this house since my mother and father lived here.”
Dean smiled at Liz. “Thanks for letting me bring Sammy in here…you saved his life and I’m grateful for that…but you mentioned that you might not be strong enough yet to fight your great grandfather. Why would he want to hurt you?”
Liz sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. “He is just as angry with his family…maybe even more so because we did not take up his thirst for vengeance. He had visited my great grandmother and each generation who has lived here since, demanding that we continue his quest to kill everyone in the town. He is not strong enough to reach the town itself and wants me to do his dirty work. But so far, I have been able to keep him away. The rest of my family though has not been so lucky.”
“Wait, you mean he has killed the rest of your family?” Sam asked in astonishment.
“Yes, I am the last one left to keep his evil from spreading. Once I am gone…there will be nothing to stop him from hurting whoever comes close enough to his sphere of influence. Last year, my mother decided that she was going to try to reason with him, get him to tell her where he was buried so she could let him rest. He lured her into a trap and…” Liz finally couldn’t stop the tears that had been threatening.
“What did he do to your mother Liz?” Sam asked gently while Dean went back over and placed a comforting arm around the young girl.
“I found her broken body near the center of the forest…I just barely made it out alive myself as he was using her body to trap me as well. Luckily my ability to use the invisibility spell my mother taught me also protected me from him. I managed to salt and burn her bones so that she could move on before he could stop me.”
“And you think you are weaker than your family? From where I’m sitting, I’d say you handled things pretty well all things considered.” Dean said, watching as Liz rubbed the tears from her eyes.
“Thanks Dean…I’ve just been so lonely since…” Liz stopped her head jerked up with a look of alarm crossing her features.
“You two must stay in the house…no matter what you see or hear. You must stay here!” Liz rose and headed for the front door.
“Whoa there, where are you going?” Dean stood to block her path.
“My great grandfather is coming. He can’t get inside the house, the magic protecting it is too powerful…at least it has been in the past. If I don’t go out to see him, he may try to break in here and find you two. I can’t protect you both and myself…so please, just do as I say ok?”
Dean started to argue but was stopped when he saw the young girl mutter a spell and suddenly disappear. The front door quickly opened and closed before Dean could react. He carefully pulled back the curtain and looked out into the clearing where he could see the figure of an older man in a black robe approaching the center of the clearing. A moment later he saw Liz appear as well. He jumped as he felt someone stand next to him. “Jeez Sam, you almost gave me a heart attack!” Dean whispered.
“Dean we have to help her…she isn’t strong enough to beat the thought form out there.”
“Wait…you mean that isn’t the spirit of her great grandfather?”
“No, I can’t explain how I know, but it is just an image of her great grandfather…but it will still be able to hurt her. Remember Hell House?”
“Don’t remind me! But I’m afraid there isn’t much we can do at the moment but watch.” Dean said angrily.
“Why?” Sam asked, wondering for the first time why Dean hadn’t followed her outside.
“The door is locked and I’m betting Liz is the only one who can open it!”
Both boys watched as Liz calmly walked towards the image of her great grandfather. “Hello great grandfather, what has you out on a nice day like this?”
The thought form responded in a booming voice. “Where are they…where are the hunters that you took from me? You will tell me or I will kill you where you stand!”
xgetawayxcar09 - February 21, 2007 04:49 AM (GMT)
*shifty eyes* well i thought it was better knives than guns...or machetes..right?? riggghhhtt?? *shifty eyes overload*
but anyways, i need a new plan to get at the boys. But i cant think of any *sighs*
ON WITH REVIEW
omgahh she is the coolest witch ever! and she totally wants dean! and dean is so into her!! *squinty eyes*
does this story include a happy ending? LOL
soo that's a thought form, and sam and dean are off to the rescue.
or will be soon enough
HMM WHAT WILL HAPPEN???
TELL ME NOW!!! (as in now...like you know...now...as in right this very second)
Vallana - February 21, 2007 05:14 AM (GMT)
Awesome update! I love this new girl and seems like the boys are smack in the middle of something really bad once more. Can't wait to see what happens next.
ziggy - February 21, 2007 10:12 AM (GMT)
:evil :evil :evil clffy yet again Robin, how you love to torture us!!! :D
So Sam has sensed that it isn't the spirit of her great grandfather, just his image, intriguing, and that it can hurt her!!! :o
Loved the background story of Liz's family, and Liz is such a great character,awesome!
Something tells me Dean and Sam won't keep themselves safe in that house as they try to help Liz - guess they will aid her search to find where her grandfather is buried so they can salt and burn him!!! But, with the Winchesters things never go smoothly, so plenty of hurt, pain and angst to come, right!!!! :lol: :lol: :lol:
I just love all your stories Robin, just can't seem to pick a fave, they're all brilliant!
jared.is.fit - February 21, 2007 10:56 AM (GMT)
awww brave brave lizzy
you go save her Sammy boy :D
candycane - February 21, 2007 04:15 PM (GMT)
*no words required...the pic speaks for itself*
cooldude - February 22, 2007 02:10 AM (GMT)