Fiona Stewart has been friends with Ed Zeddmore and Harry Spengler for years. Now, she works alongside them, and others, for their tv show GhostFacers. Fiona was skeptical at first, she didn't really believe in ghosts or anything else "strange". Tha...
Dean stopped as he tried to get his bearings straight.
"FIONAAAAAA!!"
As his voice echoed throughout the forest, he heard a loud tree snap and fall. Then, a brutal scream echoed throughout the night sky.
Dean ran towards the noise and gasped.
There was blood everywhere.
Michels body was replaced by guts and organs. Some of his flesh even hung from branches.
It's like his body exploded or something.
Fiona was a few meters away and laid on her side passed out.
"Fiona!" Dean rushed towards her and checked for any injures.
She was covered in blood but he couldn't tell if it was hers or not.
"Fiona! Fiona, wake up!"
"Mmm, Dean?"
"Is this—is this your blood?"
Fiona reached for her head and groaned.
"My head hurts."
"Fiona!"
"What?!"
"Is this your blood?"
Fiona looked at herself and panicked.
"Wh-wh-what the hell?! No this isn't...this isn't my blood!"
Dean looked at the girl with concern.
"Who's blood is this, Dean? What the hell happened here?!"
"You don't know?"
"NO I DON'T KNOW!!"
"Alright alright, calm down. Just take it easy."
Dean looked towards where Michels body used to be and sighed.
"Looks like we got another case to figure out."
"Another case?"
"I can tell you back at the motel. Right now, let's get you cleaned up."
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Fiona hissed as Dean cleaned the remainder of her wounds.
"You two mind explaining to me what case you were talking about back there?" Fiona asked.
"You first." Dean nodded his head towards her.
Fiona sighed.
"Two years ago my father disappeared. And two years ago I found out my family was brought into this hunting world." She rubbed her hands together. "My father left me a note explaining where all the information I needed for the truth was. Turns out all of it was in a cruddy storage unit not five miles from my house."
"What happened to your father?" Sam asked.
Fiona shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure. The only thing I found that night was his note and this."
