Star Fall / Book One (SPN Fan Fiction)

Chapter Thirty-Four

The purring Impala rolls into the luxuriant marble driveway of a beautiful three story mansion. Surrounded by a just as beautiful decadent yard. The residence, decorated by illuminating lights that pour through the massive windows, with a crowd of people that linger through the home.

"We wont be long." Dean tells Baby, lovingly rubbing her hood. Kyiah chuckles to herself, giving them a moment alone as she heads to the ball. Dean traces behind her, admiring her gait, enjoying the view. The heels she wore beautifully depicted her every overlapping step. He couldn't pull his eyes away from her electric body. Craving her again, feeling an overwhelming release of The Mark's fiery grasp.

"Pick up the pace." She calls over her shoulder, feeling his aroused wavelength from several feet behind her. Dean raises a brow, catching up to her.

"Do you have some kind of plan?" He says causally, complying with Kyiah as she slips her hand into his arm.

"We get in, play along with whatever game they throw at us. Find which room they're keeping Sam in, grab him, and get the hell out."

"You stay, by me, Kyiah. You understand? We don't split up in there." She responds with a squeeze of his arm.

"I got it, I got it." She exhales, fixing her head high. Dean glances around with his eyes.

"Where's Cas?"

"He's around." She lies. "Don't worry." Kai smirks as they reach the steps of the mansion's open double doors. Classical music trickles through the crisp air around the white walled interior, with gold and silver strips. A large crystal chandelier hung high in the ceiling reflecting off all of the snazzy shades of color. A long horizontal bar with a mirror on one side of the room. And on the back wall, rests two halls on either side. The wood spiral staircase attached to the corner of the mansion caught Kyiah's psychic draw. She nudged Dean with her elbow, getting his attention. "Staircase, back wall. Look where it leads." Dean lifts his head following the staircase up shifting into a hallway trumped with large wooden doors.

"Think that's what we're looking for?" Dean whispered towards her, under his breath.

"I'd bet on it." She says back.

"How do we get up there without drawing attention?" She moves her head towards him without taking her eyes off the stairs.

"Follow my lead." Kai leads the way directly to the stairs when a tall platinum blonde woman in a red silk dress abruptly steps out in front.

"Welcome! I'm Ashley Mercedes, owner of Mercedes Mansion." She greets, outstretching her arm towards Kyiah who gratefully took it.

"So nice to meet you. My name is Emery Styles, this is my husband, Ethan." She put on a friendly smile, motioning back to Dean quickly stepped up at his cue, placing his hand in Ashley's. Feeling a tinge of nervousness under the title of husband.

"Lovely to meet you both. How are you two enjoying the party?" She asks, her loose bun following her as she looks from Kai to Dean.

"It is wonderful. You have such a glorious home. This architecture is truly something to behold." Kyiah refinedly compliments, endorsing her regal upbringing.

"Yeah, you must be loaded." Dean obnoxiously jokes, making her instinctively nudge his ribcage. He reacts, keeping the noise in his mouth, twisting a smile over his pained face.

"Pardon my husband, he's an Aquarius." She whispers, Ashley's eyes widen in astrological understanding, looking him over with her eyes. Dean scrunches his in slight confusion before goofily shrugging his head in agreement. Kyiah steps towards Ashley. "I absolutely ADORE those ear rings." She praises, her fingers touch the long diamond drip, seeing them glisten. Distracting Ashley to give Dean the chance to scan the room.