The Day that Supernatural Got Schooled

Part 6: Going Through the Motions

*Sam's POV*

                         To be honest, I thought that going to a high school in Colorado was going to be a milk run. I haven't been so wrong since I killed Lilith, breaking the final seal and letting Lucifer out of his cage. On the way to the school, I was taken aback by the mountains. They seemed to be a painting, all blue and purple. I wondered what it was like to live there. It seemed perfect, but I would probably mess that up too. Gosh, why was I such an idiot all the time? That still is in my mind today, but this was one of the times when I really thought about it. 

                            We stopped in Pueblo at a crappy Motel 6 that looked run down and was two hours away from the school itself. This hotel was not as crappy as the ones I was in when I was a little kid, but it was crappy all the same. It was 75 degrees today so Baby felt like going back to hell in her. Me and Dean already knew what we were dealing with a ghost, but finding out whose ghost was difficult. There was a 13-year-old girl was bullied into jumping off the balcony terrace and hanging herself a couple years ago or a rumor of two homeless men who got stuck underneath the concrete of the cafeteria. The girl was cremated, but the homeless people were under the concrete. I had a very hard time finding anything anywhere on theses people. I always had this trouble with things in small towns of Colorado. Colorado liked to keep quiet about everything going on inside of it. I finally gave after a couple hours of research but turning up empty handed. I walked over and grabbed a beer off the fridge and sat by Dean. 

                                "Any luck?" 

                                 "Nope. There was nothing there," I replied, and after a long silence said, "I'm tired see you in the morning." 

                                "Night." 

                               When we got to the school, I was impressed. My school's have always stunk and sucked. This looked pretty decent and fairly new. The front of the school was almost completely glass. A gust of wind from behind blew and Cas was there. 

                                "Cas buddy, how are you?" 

                                "I'm fine. But tell me, Dean, how does the color orange correlate to the black in any way?"

                                 "Cas it means that the people went from wearing their clothes to wearing the orange prison suits." 

                                 "Oh."

                                 Cas can be so funny without meaning to. We start walking to the front of the building. To be honest, I am sort of nervous, there is a police car there, I don't know if he knows how to see through fake FBI badges. I could go to jail, again. This was not going to happen. So we tweaked our normal routine a bit. We buzzed into the building and entered the front office. We were greeted with large, high ceilings, garland, bows, and Christmas lights everywhere. The front office person was a happy person. "Who are you," she asked with a smile. 

                                  Holding out our badges Dean said, "We are from the FBI and we are here to do a safety check with the equipment and stability of the entire school emotionally and physically."

                                The woman's smile faltered slightly but quickly regained it. "Okay, the counseling office is just down the hallway on the right and then is on the right side of the walls. The school and students are yours to examine. Be careful, we have a lot of sensitive students here."

                                  "We will. Thank you."

                                   The hallways were empty. It made it perfect to investigate, however, there were security cameras all over the hallways, we would look suspicious. I decided to look at where all of the security camera's footage went. After turning all of them off then locking the door so the cop couldn't get in, we brought out the EMF detector. The place was buzzing with signals. There was definitely was a ghost here.

                                   We stayed in the school until near the end of the day. We patrolled the halls until we were near the music hall. While we were on the second level, out of the blue, the tornado alert sounded. Crap dangit... The hall was suddenly filled with children. How were we going to hunt a ghost in a school full of people here? Once things had settled down I went down to the music hall while Dean went into the elevator down. Cas was in the music hall.

                                  "Hey, Cas have you found anything on the ghosts yet? I -." BANG! I had hit my head on the top of the door frame. I fell down and my gun fell out of my hand. I heard screams. Great just what we need! Oddly there were no teachers. I heard Dean laugh, "Sammy did you hit your head again?" He thought that it was absolutely hilarious, but I tried shooting him my best bish face that I could when I was on the ground. I got up and grabbed my gun. I got up and stood up to see a girl holding onto a leg of another one who took my breath away. She had a Jess like stature. She had a light mocha skin color, curly, long, dark brown hair that reached down to her hips, and eyes that were a light brown, almost hazel with what seemed like gold flecks in them. Dean came around the corner, with his gun in his hands. Can't imagine what this looks like. Over her shoulder I can see it, the ghost we have been searching for. It was a homeless man, this made my job so much harder. 

                                   "We have to get out of here, now." We zapped somewhere again. Me, Dean, and Cas are in the bunker in a large corridor. "This way." Cas was bringing us to the interrogation room. As I made my way in there, Dean gasped. I look in to see Cas at the door and the pretty girl strapped a chair, underneath a demon's trap. The three of us shut the door and look at the girl.

                                     "Where am I?"

                                       I wince, what was she doing here? Well obviously if Cas brought her to a demon's trap then she obviously is here for a reason, but something seemed off.

                                       Cas walked heel to toe being a drama queen. "You don't know, do you?" That didn't answer her question at all.  "Know what?" 

                                       "You are a demon."

                                    This girl got PO'd and she breaks through her bonds and knocks Cas down and steps toward us. This girl must be an extremely powerful demon to be able to have done that. I take out my gun and regretfully point it towards the girl. Dean rips out his gun and aims right for her head, I can't imagine how he feels with his boyfriend (he doesn't think I know, but everyone can tell) like that.  She sinks to the floor. "What am I?" 

                                "You are a demon." No shitake mushrooms there Sherlock.

                               "What do you mean a demon?"

                              After some light talking about the situation, Dean asks her to walk towards us. She walks up and she hits the edge of the sigil, knocking her on her rear. We talked about what was happening until she brings down a tidal wave of realization, the ghosts were in the school. I don't remember much of what happened after that, I just remember getting her name which was Nicole, and carrying out her out of the school, when it was burning. 

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Author's Note:

Hey guys so I sort of have the entire story planned out from here but I don't know how I feel about some of it so ideas are welcome. :) I am not planning to end this anytime soon but I may have a sequel. (I like planning things so no judgment) I don't like cussing so there will be many semi-satisfying curse words. First thing that comes to my mind: Butterscotch hard candy.