Tale as Old as Time ✔️

Chapter 6

Becky and Dean were talking, but Dean was already getting annoyed with Becky, considering she acted really crazy. He saw why his brother really disliked Becky. The girl practically memorized everything about his brother right down to his social security number.

"Sweetheart, I hate to break it to you," Dean said. "But you will never marry my brother," he continued. "So you should leave now. I'm going after my brother and you can't come!" Becky became annoyed by Dean. That was fine, however. She had attempted to play nice. But now it's personal. Grabbing the nearest gun, she cocked it and pointed it directly at Dean's back.

"Oh god, please tell me that's not a pistol," Dean said as he was inches from getting out of the house.

"It's the only gun I can reach," Becky answered. "Now step away from the door Dean, or else I will shoot you where you stand," she continued. "And drop the bag of weapons,"

"I can't do that Becky," Dean said cautiously, "My brother is trapped in that cottage with a psychotic bitch on the loose."

"There's no cottage in that forest, Dean," Becky answered. "Now then you will stay in here with me and tell me where your brother is and how I can make him love me," Meanwhile, at the cottage the next day. Sam and Sarah had been walking around the property, which just so had snow, and were getting along well since the first day they laid eyes on each other. Something that Sam had never realized he had always wanted a new adventure, and with a girl, no less. While She wasn't the prettiest, Sam knew she was a lot kinder than she made herself out to be. Now that both were getting comfortable around the other, Sam and Sarah started talking more about what they did before they both ended up in the situation they were in. A few days passed, and Sarah was nervous. She had asked Sam if he wanted to dance with her and he had said yes instantly. Now here she was donning on a black dress, and black high heels. While she looked hideous, she had forgotten everything.

"How are you doing, Sarah?" Lena asked, stepping into her mistress's room to find that she was wearing a black dress and high heels. "Well, from the way it looks, you seem like you're ready to go to this dance,"

"Lena, how am I supposed to act?" Sarah questioned. "I haven't danced in years,"

"Well, you'll never know what happens unless you go for it, right?" Lena questioned. Sarah nodded and took a deep breath. Lena had told her that Sam was ready and the music was going to play. She also mentioned that she already cleared the living room so they could dance.

"Wish me luck," Sarah said. Lena nodded and walked downstairs while Sarah went to get Sam. She arrived at Sam's door and knocked on it waiting for him to answer. Sam pulled the door open and saw Sarah. Especially how beautiful she had looked. "Hey, Sam, are you ready?"

"Yeah," Sam said nervously. He politely took Sarah's hand as they made their way to the stairs. Together, the couple made their way downstairs as slow music started playing in the background. Pulling Sarah to him, Sam led with the dance. They danced around the living room, forgetting everything that had been around them. About halfway through the dance, Sam had stepped away from Sarah as the dance number had ended. The couple made their way out onto the balcony. "Sorry, I haven't danced in a while,"

"I'm glad i'm not the only one," Sarah answered with a laugh. "How come you never danced? Didn't you have a woman you loved back in town?"

"Not really," Sam answered. "I was always the weird kid, no one really paid much attention to my brother and I,"

"But surely there's some girl who gave you attention," Sarah answered.

"There was one, but she's obsessed with me," Sam explained. "Her name is Becky, it's scary because she's memorized everything about me,"

"So why didn't you do anything about it?" Sarah asked. "If she was that bothersome, why didn't you put something on her?"

"Because I thought she was going to leave me alone," Sam responded. "As for putting something on her, I can't because there isn't a law for stalking." Sarah and Sam remained silent for a while before they could feel hunger coming up. "Why don't we talk about this over dinner?"

"That sounds promising," Sam said. The two walked off the balcony and made their way to the kitchen where Lena had placed food on a plate and sat it on the table. Sam and Sarah sat across from each other, but while Sam was enjoying his time with Sarah. He couldn't help but think about his brother. Sam hoped that nothing bad happened to his brother, otherwise he would have to cut this dinner short. Sam and Sarah laughed occasionally while Sam was explaining a couple of things that he and his brother had done before they settled back in Kansas. He explained how they hunted supernatural creatures and saved so many lives. "It was a hard life. Our parents were killed, and we just wanted a new start, a place to stay and get away from all of those monsters,"

"And you moved to Kansas?" Sarah questioned. "Why Kansas?"

"We're from Kansas," Sam answered. "Lawrence, Kansas to be exact, so we felt maybe we could do better and live in a small town," Sam let out a sigh as he was still thinking about his brother and everything around him phased out. "Sorry, I guess I'm just..."

"Missing your brother?" Sarah asked. Sam simply nodded as he picked at his food. "You've not been apart from him this long, have you?"

"Not really, sometimes we had to separate but never this long," Answered Sam. Seeing that Sam was depressed she wanted to help him, even though she knew that letting him go was going to be the hardest thing, she decided it was best to help Sam out. Sarah got up from the table and walked to her bedroom. She came back downstairs carrying a small mirror.

"Here," Sarah said. "All you have to do is ask to see your brother and the mirror should show you," Sam politely took the mirror and asked to see Dean. He was expecting Dean to be cooking dinner, but he saw something else that he did not want to see. Dean was being held at gunpoint by Becky. His eyes widened as he stood from the table.

"My brother is in danger! I have to save him!" Sam exclaimed. While Sarah wanted to protest, she thought otherwise and nodded her head.

"Go, your brother needs you. Just keep the mirror," Sarah said. Sam looked genuinely surprised, but while he wanted to stay, he grabbed his coat and raced out the door. Sarah watched as Sam ran back to the town to save his brother. She hoped that at some point she would see him again, but for now, all she could do was watch him disappear into the forest.