Dean
He kissed Anna thoroughly before watching her climb into the taxi, Dean sat on the couch and put his feet on the table. He picked up the TV remote and turned it on. A cooking show flicked on first.
"The olive oil must have a purpose here."
"Yeah."
"Yeah?"
"I'll take the olive oil and we'll just put a, just a touch of olive oil, okay? That's all."
"Oh."
"Can't make any mistakes with this machine. Now, for liquid, I could use water but I'm gonna use a little spinach..." The sounds from the TV were quiet as Dean flipped through channels. Stock market, cartoons, some sort of crummy home video. Then the news, with a pretty reporter speaking.
"And today marks the anniversary of the crash of United Britannia Flight 424." Dean sat up, feeling his stomach drop.
"Indianapolis residents held a candlelight vigil in memory of the hundred and eight people who lost their lives..."
"No, no." He snapped, eyes not leaving the screen.
"I stopped that crash." Dean stood up and walked to the desk that held a laptop in the corner. He flipped it open and started looking up headlines.
INDIANAPOLIS SUN, DECEMBER 5TH, 2005
FLIGHT 424 CRASHES, 108 DEAD
NINE CHILDREN COMATOSE
PARENTS MUTILATED IN BED
GIRL DROWNS IN HOTEL POOL
Dean felt nauseous. He had saved all those people. He had lied, scammed, bled, fought and sacrificed to protect all those people. The family party line, Saving people, hunting things, had put him, his brother and his dad on the road to stop all those deaths. Sometimes it was just him and Sammy, and more recently Anna had been hunting with them too.
He didn't understand. He went to lean his head back in frustration and caught a glimpse of a passing figure walking down the hallway. Wishing he had his gun, he stood up to follow. He walked into the bedroom and saw nothing. He opened the closet door, and jumped back when he saw several women, dead, hanging in the closet. A sound behind him had him whipping around to see yet another woman, with a head wound, flicking in and out in front of him. His chest heaving, Dean turned back around to the closet...
The empty closet.
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