Tale as Old as Time ✔️

Chapter 7

Dean was in slight shock, considering Becky had pulled a gun on him and now here he was trapped and no matter where he went, she wouldn't leave him alone. He wanted to get away from her, but it was impossible.

"Let's try this again, Dean Winchester," Becky warned. "I would like your approval to date your brother," she continued. "If you don't, then you will regret it,"

"Oh, what are you going to do to me?" Dean said sarcastically as he faced Becky. "You don't know how to use that thing," Becky laughed and pulled the trigger, causing a bullet to hit Dean on the arm. Dean groaned in pain as he gripped his arm to stop the blood from flowing out. "Bitch."

"You were saying?" Becky answered. "Now, will I have to ask you again? Where is Sam?" Dean was about to answer when the door was kicked open. Becky turned in surprise to see Sam standing at the door. While it felt that he was avoiding her, it didn't change the fact that she would not give up. "Where have you been?"

"Get away from my brother!" Sam exclaimed. "Or else I will have you arrested!"

"Arrested?" Becky said and rolled her eyes. "Really? You'll have the police arrest me?" she kept going. "News flash sweetheart, no one in this town likes either of you. Knowing that you would be here, I called in a special favor," they heard police sirens outside as the police called out to them.

"This is the police! Come out with your hands up!" an officer had called out. "If you don't, it will force us to come in!" Sam and Dean were not happy with the fact that Becky had called for help from the police. Sam hesitated for a while and decided that it was best to tell the truth. He hadn't even realized he had the mirror in his back pocket, which could help him get it through Becky's head, that he was not interested.

"Tell me where you were, Sam," Becky said. "Or else I will put a bullet in your brother," Sam looked between Becky and Dean, knowing full well he couldn't stay quiet about the cottage, otherwise Becky might shoot Dean in the head.

"I was trapped for weeks on end in a cottage," Sam blurted. "With a woman, she kept me there for weeks, but she took care of me, something that I doubt you can do. Face it Becky, I like someone else!"

"A cottage in the forest? Sammy, there are no cottages there," Becky explained. "You've been out there for weeks. I'm surprised nature hasn't gotten to your head. As for the woman, she doesn't exist either,"

"She does to exist!" exclaimed Sam as he pulled out the mirror and yelled into it. "Show me the girl!" smoke filled the inside of the mirror as it showed a girl who had been waiting in a cottage wondering if Sam would come back. Sam held the mirror and pointed it directly at Becky, who ripped the mirror from Sam's hand and looked at the image. With Becky distracted, Sam raced over to Dean and helped to stop the bleeding.

Sarah sighed, thinking that Sam wouldn't come back for her. She had felt that after everything they had been through, Sam could have come back, or at least admitted his feelings for her. She had loved him. That was the reason she allowed him to leave. Turning away from the window, Sarah sat down on her bed and remained lost in thought, unsure about what she was going to do. Here she was trapped and she couldn't even kiss a guy. Sarah heard someone knock on her door. She looked up and saw Lena standing in the door frame.

"Yes, Lena?" Sarah asked. "Is there something I can do for you?"

"You seem troubled," Lena said simply.

"Whatever gave you that idea," Sarah responded. "Can't a girl stay in her room?"

"You only lock yourself in your room when you're upset," Lena answered. "Is it about Sam?"

"No, of course not," Sarah said instantly, but Lena just looked at her mistress with a raised eyebrow. "Seriously, nothing is wrong,"

"Nice try," Lena spoke and sat next to Sarah. "Why did you let him go? You knew it would have been your chance to break the spell and you let him leave?"

"I only let him leave because his brother was in danger," Sarah argued. However, Lena already knew the situation and smiled at Sarah. "Stop thinking that way,"

"I will not stop," Lena responded. "You let him go because you loved him,"

"What does it matter!" Sarah exclaimed. "He will not come back! I don't even know if he loves me!"

"You won't know until you talk to him," Lena suggested.

"I can't leave this cottage," Sarah said stubbornly. "I can't talk to him until he gets back here." Lena knew that there was no way to convince her mistress and friend to leave the cottage, not while she was afraid that people would judge her. Lena left Sarah's room and made her way to the kitchen, leaving Sarah alone. Meanwhile, back at Sam and Dean's house, Becky was unhappy with what she had seen. The woman that she was looking at through the mirror had no hair, and she didn't see why Sam had an interest in her. She did, however, know that she had to do something about it. Setting the gun and mirror down, Becky walked over to Sam and Dean and grabbed them by the arm. Dean had winced in pain while they were being dragged to the front door.

"Looks like it's up to me to end this, and end that woman," Becky explained. "No one will take you away from me Samuel, not even your brother." Dean had lost a lot of blood and was nearly passed out. Sam did everything to break free, but they were shoved out the door and directly in front of the police officers. "Enjoy incarceration Sam and Dean,"