Flaming Destiny

Episode 9: Spiraling Death

(Opening scene)

Frozen. The two just stare at one another. Horror written all over Roses face. Dean turns and meets Death face to face. "Lovely to see you Billie, but it would be even better to see you go." he stands, blocking Rose from Billie being able to get to her.

"See, unfortunately for the two of you, I can't." she pauses, splaying her hands in front of her, taking a few steps into the kitchen. "See this new energy thing that's going around. My reapers are going steer crazy because of it. Bringing in souls left and right. Making my job a little harder to keep things organized. So when they started making demands that I tend to the ones who have been living just a little to long and they'll stop doing so much unnecessary collecting, I couldn't pass it up. So, of course, my first stop had to be the Winchesters. Lucky enough I find yet another soul that should no longer be here, and just the cherry on the top I seem to have found the source of the energy." she begins to pace slightly back in forth in front of the door way. "I've heard of the twin flames just never knew it could get to this level of intensity. So in turn I can kill two birds with one scythe, collect your two souls and get rid of the energy. My reapers will be please and everything will go back to the way it was." she as she pulls her scythe out and holds it to her side for them both to see.

Rose grips the back of Deans shirt and holds herself against his back. She hasn't had to deal with death while still alive and she doesn't know what to do or even how to kill her. The fear grips her and she feels her throat begining to close from it. Not sure how they'll be able to get out of this. She'll never know what kind of life her and Dean could have had together. She feels wetness stream down her face and she realizes it's a tear. She can't place why she's crying, only that she wish she could have had the opportunity to have seen that life with him and now she knows that she most likely won't.

Dean holds up his hands and slowly moves back, pushing Rose with him. Moving towards the stove. Bacon and eggs all on the verge of being burnt. He quickly turns and grabs the pan with the bacon. Flinging the hot popping grease in deaths direction. Hitting her square in the face, she doubles over, a scream shaking the foundation of the bunker. Dean, grabbing Roses arm, sprints past death into the hall. Running down the hall looking for anywhere to hid.

Shoving Rose into the weapons room, he slams the door behind them. Marching to one of the shelves, he pulls out two angel blades. "These won't kill her but we should hopefully be able to fight her off. I need to somehow get her scythe. That's the only thing here that'll kill her." kneeling down to meet Rose, who has now knelt down on the ground and pulls her knees to her chest out of fear. He grads her face, both hands resting on each cheeks. She can feel the coolness of the blades on her right cheek and just gazes into his eyes. Frightened she might not be able to ever see the green of them again. "Rose I want you to take one of these and sit here and wait. If she comes in. Fight, holler, do anything you can until I can come back." he closes his eyes and leans his forehead against hers. "I need you to stay here, I can't be worried about you when I go out there. Please." he leans his face some more and gives her a fierce passionate but quick kiss. "Just in case I don't get to do that again." he gets up and leaves the room before Rose can make any kind of protest for him to stay with her.

After forty minutes of waiting, Rose begins to worry that something has happened to Dean. She hasn't heard any noise coming from the halls. She creeps forward. Now hunched over, knees still to her chest, she walks on her toes to the door. She pulls it open and peers out. Looking both ways down the hall. Cost clear, she inches out. Standing fully once outside the door. Keeping her back to the wall, she starts edging her way down the hall. Slowly to not make any noise that could draw attention to her location. After a couple of minutes she realizes she's following Deans scent. She continues, thankful for a strange bond that is somehow handy in finding him. Coming to the end of the hall, intersected by yet another hall. 'How do they not get lost in this maze?' she thinks to herself. She continues around the corner. Moving a little faster, wanting to find Dean and make sure he's alright. After moving among several halls she still has not seen any sight of Dean and luckily no Death. Having not heard any sounds, words, footsteps, or fighting. Moving faster around corners and down the halls, fueled by panic that Dean could be laying somewhere hurt. Close to sprinting now she rounds another corner and crashes into a body. Falling to the floor, losing her grip on the blade. She watches as it goes sliding a little ways down the hall. Turning back to face the person that she had just rammed into. Horror fills her as she sees Death, looming over her, smirking as she drags the blade of her scythe along the wall.