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I couldn't sleep. I tried so many times to close my eyes, but I opened them every time when I remembered Archimago and every single time I turned. I was also finding it strange not to turn into an unicorn every night.
The last time I opened my eyes I decided to stand up and drink some water. On my way to the bathroom I saw Dean stand up from the couch, hypnotized.
"The siren." I thought and went to wake Sam up. "Saaam!" I whispered, loudly, pushing him to wake up.
Dean left. I heard the car. I was glad when Sam woke up, startled. "What?" He stood up at once. "Where's Dean?" He searched around for him.
"He left! We have to hurry before it's too late."
Sam put on his jacket, leading me to the door. We caught a taxi and drove to the lake where Dean and the enchanting ugly creature was.
As we came, I saw the siren touching his face. I felt anger. I wanted to slap her hands and take Dean away from her.
When the taxi went away, Sam told me to stay... "You should stay here. If things get worse - run!" I nodded, although I wasn't going to leave him or Dean.
After the warning, he went after Dean, leaving me to watch from a distance. When he was about to kill her, she turned to look at Sam and hit him hard. He fell on the ground, probably bleeding. I waited for him to stand up, but he didn't move from his place. So, I took things into my own hands. Quietly, I crept up to the siren and the boys, which were almost to the end of the pier.
"You will come with meee." The siren sang, holding Dean's hands, leading him to the edge.
"Stop right now or I will put an end to your miserable life!" I was behind her. Out of the blue, she turned her ugly face to me, screaming. Dean couldn't stand it and put his hands on his ears, kneeling to the ground. I was a supernatural creature and her shriek didn't had affect on me. The monster grabbed me by the neck, pushing me to the end of the pier. I protested, but she was stronger than I was. The souls kept her strong. "D-Deaan!" I tried to yell, while the siren was chocking me. Hearing my voice, he got out of the trance. Dean raised up the knife quickly and stabbed her in the heart. The devil thing groaned from pain and let me go, leaving me to fall in the water. Unfortunetely, I couldn't swim and started to sink.
I tried and tried to take a breath, but the much I did it, I was drowning more. I started to lose my breath, as well and consciousness. As darkness consumed me, I saw a male figure jump into the the water and grab me, pulling me to the surface of the lake. I could almost hear the man's heavy breathing, when we both swam up.
I felt him pull me out of the water and start compressing on my chest, to try and make me heave up the lake water. He even touched my lips, breathing into my mouth.
I could feel those soft lips on mine. Such a good feeling.
Then he pushed his hands against my chest and the water began to come out. I sat up, coughing it, breathing heavy. I gasped, taking a deep breath of fresh air. Coming to myself again, I look up at the man who saved me - Dean.
"Dean." I utterred his name,softly.
"Thank God!" He said as let out the breath he was holding in, looking away with relief.
"Sam!" The panic got through to me.
Dean, from other side, was calm about him. "Relax." He said, standing up. Later on he showed me his brother. "He's still breathing."
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"It's cold, huh?"
Noticed? Until now he didn't see how frozen I was?
"Behind you is Sam's jacket. Take it." Dean said, looking at the road and driving.
Speaking of the younger Winchester, he was still unconscious, laying on the backseats. I was worried, but Dean told me that he was gonna be alright. Sam just needed some rest. Even if it was like he said, I was still upset. I shouldn't have let him go alone.
"What about you?" I asked, putting on my back Sam's jacket.
"I'll warm up after I turn on the music." Amused as always, he calmed me then turned on the radio.
"Oh my God, Please help me, knee deep in the river...--"
He turned immediately the music off. "Pfff..." He puffed and curve his head little at me. "We'll go without music."
"Why did you burn the siren?" I changed the topic.
He had to bury her somewhere.
"Why?" He imitate me. "Maybe I don't wanna be haunted by a bitch ghost?"
Hit the sarcasm, Dean, hit it! That's right!
I rolled my eyes and looked out of the window. I ignored his rude quip. "How did you get out of the hypnosis?"
Dean thought a little more and replied. "Hearing your voice. I just woke up then started to fight with the siren."
Hearing my voice? That's strange... People don't get out from siren's influence just like that. They mute every single voice, except theirs. I'm a magical being, but my voice isn't included into my supernatural abilities. Only my horn or the star on my forehead.
I guess we're going to find out soon...
Edited 30/11/2016
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