SAM'S POV
I snuck through the door of the morgue and pulled my pistol out. Careful not to make to much noise. If that creature was still in here we wouldn't want to alarm him too much, just put a bullet or two through his skull to stun him. Checking my surroundings I slowly made my way to the table where the creature had once lay. I lifted the blue cloth to reveal a splattered pattern of red liquid, blood. I felt the blood between my fingers as they stared to sting. I had seen enough now to know that whatever we were up against wasn't your average vamp.
I shuffled my way back to the bathroom to discover that is was open and Lainey gone. I sprinted to the front door and rammed it open. As I looked through the parking lot I spotted me. This "me" was dragging Lainey through the parking lot and shoving her in a van.
"Sam! Help!" I could hear her scream through the parking lot. The sound of her hurt stung my heart like piercing knives. I flew down the steps of the building and out into the lot. I raced towards the black van as it squealed into the streets. I was too late. I knew I shouldn't of left her alone, this was all my fault. I rushed over to the Impala and threw myself into it speeding out of the parking lot exit. I still had sight of the van, following it with ever lurch and turn that it made. After 10 minutes of chasing the van we arrived upon a mansion, Mrs. Kershaw's. I was astonished as I pulled into the side street, not to be suspicious or anything. I had no time to waste, but I called Dean, because after all we didn't know what we were dealing with here.
"Hey there Sammy! Where'd you guys go this morning, I w-"
"Listen Dean, we don't have time for that know okay, I need you to find a way to get to Mrs.Kershaws. Fast!"
I sat and examined the windows of the house. I could see the man, me, bringing her through the front door. She was fighting, she knew better than that. When she fought he back handed her across the face, and being the person that she was that didn't go over well with her. She reared her head back and lashed him in the nose causing the man to scramble back. Atta girl, I thought as I squirmed in my seat trying not to budge until Dean got here. As soon as she escaped his grip another one came out from behind her and restrained her with ties. I winced and turned away, to see Dean hopping out of a cleaners truck.
"Thanks Pete, I owe ya one," he threw the guy a bill and waltzed over to the car. "So, what did ya need me for?"
"Just shut up and come on." We grabbed our weapons and quietly around to the back of the house. I motioned for Dean to kick open the door after investigating the surroundings. As soon as we entered we were met by two vamps, I then hastily retreated to my back holster to pull out an silver blade, to realize that it wasn't there.
"Looking for this big boy?" I sped around and met eye to eye with a strikingly beautiful blonde vampire. I swung my arm out to reach for it, and at the same time she swiped at me with the blade. This was shortly followed with Dean beheading her. I retrieved my blade and fought off the other two, making a run into the front room. Causing all of the commotion we had alerted the other two vamps sending them rushing towards us. As they got a few feet away from us, to our astonishment, their heads were swiftly decapitated as they rolled of there bodies. Standing behind them was Lainey. Dean chuckled as I rushed over to check on her.
"Oh my god, Lainey," I rushed over to her and wrapped my arms around her. I had never felt so worried and angry at the same time. We sat there like that for a few seconds until the silence was interrupter by Dean.
LAINEY'S POV
"Lainey, I just wanted to make sure you're okay," Dean said. I shook my head and wiped my tears away.
"Thanks," I stuttered, wrapping my arms around the boys. I had never seen both of them so vulnerable. I had never seen both of them care so much about something from the time that I had known them. *CLICK CLACK CLICK CLACK* The circle broke apart to discover Mrs. Kershaw sashaying her way down the stairs, this time in a long blood red evening gown.
"I see you have found my boys," she laughed and slid a long cigarette into her mouth. "Filthy mutts I tell you. Ask them to do one thing, get rid of one simple person and they can't even do that." We stared at her in astonishment.
"Mrs. Kersh-" Sam was taken back as we witnessed her eyes glaze over black. As Sam stumbled backwards Dean and I leaped to grab the demon possessed woman. Dean slid two zip ties over her wrist and carried her outside.
Sam approached me grabbing my shoulder, "You promise me you're okay." I shook my head and he wrapped his arm around me once more. This time I slid my hand under his jacket and wrapped my arms up and over his shoulders. We both retreated, Sam set out to the car, "Just one sec," I said as I sped up the stairs. I approached the door of Mrs. Kershaw's room when I was startled by the sound of screams coming from the bathroom.. I cautiously opened the door to reveal a young women tied up in the large claw foot bathtub. I grabbed the small knife out of my back pocket and called for Sam. As Sam stumbled up the stairs I slid my knife under the edge of the towel and cut it off of her.
"Please don't hurt me," she cried.
"What's your name?"
"Natalia. I didn't want do to it. She made me!" She began to sob as I motioned Sam into the bathroom.
"You didn't want to do what?" I questioned as Sam cut her ties off, freeing her, and exposing burns and bruises from these, and recent, ties. I grabbed them and rubbed them looking into her eyes, I could tell that she was sincere that she was made.
"She's telling the truth," I looked up at Sam, he shook his head in compliance. We helped her up and dusted her off. "Come with us," I offered. She nodded and followed us down stairs. We got into the car, me in the back with the demon, Sam, Dean, and the witch in the front.
She was still whimpering whimpering when Sam asked her, "Natalia, what did she make you do?" He could see the worry in her eyes, "You can tell us, you're safe."
"She, she made me kill the two men. She said it was all a trap," she slowly started to wipe her eyes and nose as she got her self together.
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Kill and Tell - A Supernatural Story
ParanormalLainey is your average 20 year old, she is so much more. Caught in the act she was "rescued" by two young handsome gentlemen, one of which reminded her somewhat of a moose, that is beside the point. This is the vigorous journey of love, safety, and...