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Hey ya'll...yes another fanfiction by me...but it's only cause I love you! This is a continuation of Elemental Death and Showtime. Please leave reviews...I hope you like this one!
This prequels of this fanfiction are as follows:
The Devil's Game
Of Wolf and Man
In My Time of Dying
Setting: January 2011
“Dean!” Dani said. She was standing in the empty living room of their new house.
“Yeah!” He called back.
“The movers are here!” She cried. She had seen the truck pull up seconds before.
She heard the thumping of Dean’s feet down the stairs.
“Ours or Sam’s?” He asked.
“Ours.” She said walking towards the door to open it. As she did, another truck pulled up the house across the street. “And there are Sam’s.” She said to her husband now standing behind her. Her British accent was thick.
“Dean Winchester?” The man who was driving the truck asked. He wore a blue jumper suit with a matching hat. He was carrying a clip board.
“That’s me.” Dean said pushing past Dani to sign for the furniture.
“Sign here.” The man said handing a pen to Dean.
“I’m gonna go across the street.” Dani said pushing past Dean and the moving man.
She walked over to the house across the street and walked up the walkway.
“Hey, Dani.” Sam said. The movers were already carrying a couch into their new house. Their old house had burned to the ground because of the demon. But with Dani, her and Dean’s kids, little Dean, and Melissa’s powers, they were able to kill the demon.
“Hey.” She stepped onto the lawn out of the movers way. “Nice couch.”
“Thanks. Where’s Dean?” He asked.
“Home.” She said. “Wow, that sounds weird.”
“Yeah, I bet it does.” Sam said walking past her to go on over.
“Auntie Dani!” Little Dean yelled running out of the house.
“Hey.” She said picking him up.
“Dani.” Laurie said walking out of the house.
“Hey.” Dani put Dean down. She hugged her. “When are you due?” She asked referring to the babies Dani was currently pregnant with.
“March first. I have a ultrasound next Wednesday.” She said, hands going to her abdomen. Dani was six months pregnant. She was having twins. Which gender for each she didn’t know, but she would find out Wednesday.
“Awesome.” Laurie said. “I gotta get back in there. They have no idea where to put anything.” She hugged Dani and walked back inside.
Dani walked across the road back to her house and followed the movers up the walkway.
“Where does this one go?” The man asked. They were carrying a red micro fiber three seated couch.
“In the living room under the window.” She replied.
“What about this one?” Another mover asked. He was carrying a matching chair followed by another carrying a duplicate chair.
“Follow them. Goes on either side of the couch.” She said.
“So,” Dean said wrapping his arms around her, “What do you think?”
“Of what?” She asked.
“I love the house. First house I’ve ever lived in to call my own.” She said. Dani was a demon. She was given the job of killing Sam and Dean, but couldn’t because her love for Dean was too strong. Because she betrayed them, the devil himself executed her four and a half years ago. She had been, however, allowed to come back because of an ancient power. Any person who sacrificed him or herself for someone the truly loved would be able to come back fully alive. Dani had sacrificed herself for Sam and Dean and therefore was allowed to come back.
“Yeah, I bet.”
“I love it all. My life is perfect right-Oh!” She cried. Her hands went to her
“Really?” Dean asked.
“Yeah. Kidney shot though.”
“Yeah. I’m ok though.”
“Good.” He kissed her head and went to help the movers.
By that night, the furniture was in the house and the bed in the master bedroom was set up.
Dani was brushing her teeth in the to sink master bathroom when Dean’s cell phone rang. She bent over and spit out the toothpaste.
“Dean!” She called.
“I got it!” He called back. “Hello?”
Dani rinsed and walked over and stood in the doorway.
“Oh, hey Dillon. How are you?” Pause. “Oh.” Pause. “Oh god. Alright.” He closed his phone and closed his eyes.
“Sweetheart?” Dani asked.
Dean never answered and dialed Sam’s cell number.
“Hey, it’s me.” Pause. “Yeah sorry man, but, uh, we got a job.” Pause. “Dillon Shoney. Apparently he was a friend of dad’s that dad helped out.” Pause. “I know, I never heard of him either, but he needs our help. He says one classroom in a school where he teaches is haunted and he needs us to come and take care of it so they can use it.” Pause. “Alright. Ten minutes.” He flipped the phone shut and went to the closet and began digging through a box.
“Dean?” Dani asked.
“I gotta go.”
“Yeah.” Dean said pulling out a duffel bag and a few shirts and jeans. He laid them on the bed and began stuffing the clothes inside the bag.
“No, no, no, let me.” Dani said yanking a pair of jeans out of Dean’s hands and folding them. She put them aside and dumped the contents of the bag out and folded them too while Dean went to the bathroom to get hygienic stuff.
“So, what’s going on?” Dani asked him.
“Some classroom is haunted and the guy wants to use it, but he can’t. He can’t get in there without being thrown out. Literally.”
“And how does he know you?”
“Old friend of our dad’s I guess.”
“How long will you be gone?”
“What’s with the interrogation?” Dean asked.
Dani looked up.
“I just wanna know how long you’re gonna be gone.”
“Look, I gotta go. I told Sam I’d meet him in ten.”
“Alright. I’ll walk you out.” Dean grabbed his bag and led the way down the stairs.
He opened the door and kissed his wife before leaving.
“Be careful!” She called.
He turned around and waved. Dani saw Sam walking across the road toward the Impala. He smiled and waved and threw his stuff in the trunk. Dani waved back and walked outside.
She and Laurie met in the middle of the road and watched until the taillights had turned the corner.
“Don’t you hate it when they leave?” Dani asked.
“Yeah. I get scared.”
“Not knowing if they’ll come back.”
“Exactly.” Dani said.
“But they’ve hunted ghosts before and they’re fine, right?” Laurie asked.
“Right.” But Dani had a nagging feeling something bad was going to happen.
After two days of driving the brothers arrived at the Princeton High School outside of McKinney, Texas.
“Dean?” A man asked.
“Dillon?” Dean asked back.
“Yeah, that’s me.” The man held out his hand.
“Then I’m Dean.” Dean shook the man’s hand. “This is my brother Sam.”
“Nice to meet you both.”
“So, what’s the problem?” Sam asked.
“There is a ghost in one of the classrooms. We can’t get in and it can’t get out.”
“Alright. We’ll take a look.” Sam grabbed the rock salt filled shotgun from Dean.
“Ready?” Dean asked him shutting the trunk.
“Yeah.” Sam followed Dean into the school.
It was pitch black. They switched on their flashlights and walked up the stairs to the second floor. They found the room and kicked open the door.
Sam felt a rush of cold air.
“It’s in there.”
“I know. I felt it.” Dean said. “C’mon.” Guns are the ready they entered the room.
The back wall of the room was black, as if there had been a fire. Glass shards littered the floor and countertops as well as beakers and broken test tubes. It was a chemistry classroom.
“Come out, come out where ever you are.” Dean sang to the chilled air.
Sam rolled his eyes and walked over to the counter. There was a red, sticky substance on the counter.
“What the hell?” He asked himself. He examined the substance and walked away. He heard a crunch beneath his feet and moved his foot. He had stepped on a test tube that still had chemicals in it. He had only broken the bottom of it so he bent down to pick up the rest.
“Damn.” He muttered as blood flowed freely from his index finger. He had cut himself on it.
“You ok?” Dean asked.
“Yeah. Fine.” He looked up and saw a transparent face glaring at him. “Dean!” He yelled stumbling backwards.
“Sam! Get down!” Dean yelled climbing over desks to get to his brother. Sam ducked and as his did so he heard gunshots. He saw the flash of light that told him the ghost was gone.
“Sammy!” Dean bent down to help him up.
“Dude, I’m fine.” He shook off his brother and stood up.
“Alright. Man, lets go home.” Dean said.
“I’m with you.” Sam led the way out of the room and out of the building. He looked down at his finger. It was still bleeding. When they got back to the car he wrapped a napkin around it that was left over from some fast food restaurant.
“What’d you do?” Dean asked him starting the car.
“Cut myself on a damn test tube.”
“I’m fine. I just want to go home. Sleep in my new house.”
“I know how that feels.”
He pressed the gas pedal and sped back to the interstate heading home.
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