You Are A What

Chapter 36~ It's A Wonderful Life Right?

Chapter 36

Third Person

Dean is gone to try to find anything on the new case. His phone rings as he is driving down the highway. "Yeah?" He answers. "There's a cop car outside." Arianna says from the other side. "You think it's for us?" Dean ask. "I don't know. "I don't see how. I mean we ditched the pates, the credit cards." Dean says. "They're leaving. False alarm." She breathes out. Then Taylor cuts in. "I told you!" Dean hear rustling from the other end of the phone. "You find anything yet?" It was Sam. "Are you kidding me? How could I? You got me sifting through like 50 square miles of real estate here." Dean says incredulous. "Well, that's where all the victims disappeared." He replies. "Yeah well, I got diddly-squat. What about you?" Dean ask. "Just one thing I'm pretty sure of it now." Sam pulls a book closer to him. "We're hunting a Djinn." Dean scoffs. "A freaking genie?" Sam sighs. "Yeah." "What? You think these suckers can really grant wishes?" Dean ask. "I don't know. I guess they're powerful enough. But not exactly like a Barbara Eden in the harem pants. I mean, Djinn have been feeding off people for centuries. They're all over the Koran." Sam says. "My God. Barbara Eden was hot, wasn't she? Way hotter than that Bewitched chick." Dean says smirking. "Are you even listening to me?" Sam ask. Dean clears his throat. "Yeah. So uh, where do the Djinns lair up?" Dean ask. "Ruins usually. Uh. Bigger the better-more places to hide." Sam says. "You know, I think I saw a place a couple miles back. I'm gonna go check it out." Sam jumps up from his seat. "Wait- no. Come pick us up first." He says. "Naw, I'm sure it's nothing. I just wanna take a look around." Dean says hanging up the phone."

Dean enters the factory with flashlight and knife in hand. When he swings opens the door it creaks, walking through what appears to be an abandoned office with a typewriter, file cabinets, and a desk. Water drips from the rusty pipes overhead the noise only thing heard. It appears to be just an empty abandoned office. Dean loos back and forth and starts walking back the same direction he came when he is attacked. Dean is pinned against the windowed wall. He drops his flashlight and the Djinn slams his right hand up against the wall, forcing Dean to drop the knife. The Djinn is bald and pale with curling blue tattoos all over his face. Opening it's hand a blue light glows from it, simultaneously it's eyes glow also. The Djinn puts it's glowing hand on Dean's forehead causing his eyes to roll back, as he takes on a faint blue hue.

Dean's POV

I open my eyes raising up from the bed I am laying on. Looking around me I see a black and white movie on the TV. Stretching I am not wearing a shirt. Looking beside me I see a naked woman. Getting up from the bed. Pulling on some clothes I walk through the apartment. Getting out my cell, scrolling down the contact list, I dial Sam's. "Dean?" Sam ask worried. "Sam?" I ask. "What's going on?" Sam ask still worried. "I don't know. I don't know where I am." I say looking around the room. "What? What happened?" Sam ask me. "Well, the uh, the Djinn. It attacked me." I reply. "The gin? You're...drinking gin?" He ask. "No, a*shat. The Djinn. The genie creature. Remember? It put it's hand on me and then I woke up...next to some hot chick.." I trail off. "Who?" He laughs. "Taylor?" I turn around frowning. That was Taylor? "Taylor?" I ask. "Dean, you're drunk. You're drunk-dialing me." Sam offers. "I am not drunk. Quit screwing around!" I exclaim. "Look, it's late. All right. Just get some sleep and, um, I'll see you tomorrow. Okay?" He ask. "Wait, Sam! Sam!" He hung up on me. I put the phone back into my pocket frustrated. Looking around the room, I spot a envelope. Picking it up he see the address

TAYLOR JAMES

53 BARKER AVE

LAWRENCE, KS 66044

"Lawrence?" I say confused. Sifting through the letters I see some addressed to me with the same address. "What the hell?" I ask. "Baby? What are you doing up?" I turn around seeing Taylor in a blue/purple satin robe. Her hair was curled and she was taller. "Hey. Taylor. I uh just.." I try to come up with an excuse as she walks towards me. "Can't sleep?" She ask putting her hands on my shoulders. "Yeah." I laugh. "Well, Mr. Winchester why don't you come back to bed and see if I can do anything to help." She smiles. I look at her for a minute. "Sure. Yeah. In a minute. You go ahead." I say smiling. "Okay. Hurry up." She winks then kisses me. Shocked I stand there and then watch as she walks toward the bedroom. Turning around I see a bookshelf. On it are pictures. Look at one it is of Taylor on a swingset at what looks to be a park. The other is of her and I hugged up together, smiling. Then I see another one. Grabbing it in shock I drop it. Turning on my heel I grab the jacket handing from the banister and go out the door.