Chapter 9

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"Starbucks, Sunday, 2 pm" I jotted down into my planner so I wouldn't forget. I had planned to meet with Ed and Harry from ghost facers.

They told me they had a whole ton of information on sam and dean. Why they had i I had absolutely no idea.

I sighed. I had no idea of what to do. I had finished all my homework and felt exhausted. It was almost as if all the energy was slowly and carefully draining out of my body.

Nap?

Nap.

I curled into a ball under the covers and it might have been seconds or hours but I didn't know, I fell asleep.

I glanced around me.

What the?

I was in some cheap motel room that I couldn't place the name of. But I had definitely had seen it.

Somewhere.

The door opened and two familiar faces walked in agent marks and Ross.

Crap.

I stared at them both like a dear in head lights. Expecting them to be shocked to see me in their room. But they did the opposite.

They ignored me completely and continued on with their conversation about music.

I was too afraid that if I said even a single word they would see me. So I stood there and didn't move.

They both stopped talking as marks took two beers out of the fridge and handed one to Ross.

"Dean, we just need to kill the demon so we don't mess up her life anymore." Marks rolled his eyes as Ross said this.

"Her mom will still be guilty, we can't fix that..."

Wait. What.

Were they talking about me? Oh I get it I'm dreaming. This is jus me being paranoid. It's not happening.

It's not happening.
It's not happening.
It's not happening.
It's not happening.

Wait I know where we are.

The bronze motel.

Here.

In town.

I had only been in there a few times but I had dreamed it in perfect detail.

"Crowleys gonna be after her soon," Ross stated more to himself than to his partner.

I jolted awake.

My god I was having the MOST vivid dreams ever. They weren't particularly bad or... nightmare-ish, but they felt so real.

I glanced at my clock and was surprised I had only been asleep for 20 minutes. It felt a lot longer but it made sense it wasn't a couple hours.

But it felt like it ha only been about 5 minutes.

My stomach growled.

Time for dinner.

I pushed my covers off and made my way down stairs before seeing my father on the couch. There was someone next to him but I didn't know who it was because they had their backs turned towards me.

It was defiantly a women. Was he finding someone new. No. No. Calm down. That's not happening. No. No.

Just walk away.
Walk.
Away.

I took a step and of course with my luck , the floorboards underneath my foot creaked. They turned towards me and I kept eyes forward and away from them.

Then they stood up and I glanced over at them both. My father grinned and looked happy, so did the women.

"Surprise." my mom said.

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