Supernatural: Anastasia Steele

Chapter 103. Crocotta

Deans POV

The next morning, Sam and Ana enter the motel to see me typing furiously on my laptop. "What's up?" I ask them. "That girl Lanie, her moms ghost spooked her out pretty bad last night." Ana tells me. "That sucks." I mumble as I continue to type. "Yeah, it does. What are you doing?" Sam asks me. "I think dads right. I think the demon is here. Check it out." I tell them as them some paper sand go to my bag.

"What is this, weather reports?" Sam asks. "Omens. Demonic omens. Demonic storms everywhere we've been for the last two weeks." I reply. "Ahh...I don't remember any lighting storms." Sam says. "Yeah, me neither." Ana agrees. "Well, I don't remember you guys studying meteorology as a kid either. But I'm telling you, that bastards been tailing me...wearing some poor dudes meat." I growl.

"And he's after you because...?" Ana says skeptically. "I guess I'm big game, you know. My ass is too sweet to let out of sight." I say smiling a bit. "Okay. Sure." Sam says as Ana rolls her eyes. Then I snatch the papers back. "Don't get too excited, guys. Might pull something." I snap at them.

"Dean, look, Sam and I wanna believe this, we really do..." I say as I turn to them. "Then believe it! If we get this sucker, it's Miller Time!" I yell. "Yeah, thats another thing. Dad rattled off an exorcism that can kill a demon? I mean, not just send it back to hell, but kill it?" Sam asks questioning. "I've checked it out. This is heavy duty dark ages. Fifteenth century." I say.

"Yeah, we've checked on it too, Dean. And so did Bobby." Ana says. "Okay, and?" I say annoyed. "Look. It's definitely an exorcism, okay, there's just no evidence it can kill a demon." Sam tells me. "No evidence it can't." I say.

"Baby, come on..." Ana says exasperated. "Hey, as far as I'm aware the only one of us who has actually been to hell is dad. And maybe he picked up a couple of tricks down there, like which exorcisms work." I say. "Maybe it does. We hope it does too, but we gotta be sure." Sam says.

"Why aren't we sure?" I ask them. "Cause Ana and I don't know what's going on around here, Dean! I mean, some guy blows his brains out, a little girl is scared out of his wit." Sam exclaims. "Wow, a couple of civvies are freaked out by some ghosts. News flash guys, people are supposed to be freaked out by ghosts." I shout as we stare at each other for a long moment.

Sam sighs and I drop my head in frustration. "John tell you where to find the demon?" Ana asks me. "I'm waiting on the call!" I shout as I hold up my phone. "I told Lanie Ana and I would stop by." Sam says. "Oh, good yeah. No, you go hang out with jail bait. Just, uh, watch out for Chris Hansen. Meanwhile, I'll be here getting ready to, you know, save my life." I say sarcastically as Ana sighs as Sam heads for the door.

"You're unbelievable you know that? I mean, for months we've been trying to break this demon deal. Now dads about to give us the freaking address and you can't accept it? The man is dead and you're still biting heads with the guy, Sam!" I shout and Sam turns to me. "That is not what this is about." He says firmly.

"So what is it?" I ask angrily. "The fact is we've got no hard proof here, Dean. After everything, you're still just going on blind faith!" Sam shouts. "Yeah, well maybe! You know, maybe that's all I got, okay?" I shout before I look down again.

I feel Ana place her hand on my cheek and I raise my head, looking into her emerald eyes. "Just...just please don't go anywhere until we get back, okay? For me, please." She begs. I don't say anything as she gives me a sad look and leans up, pecking my cheek. She gives me one last look before following behind Sam out the door.

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Anas POV

"Have you told your father about any of this?" I ask Lanie as we stand in her room. "And bother him at work? No. He wouldn't believe me anyway, he'd just Chuck me into therapy." She replies.