Selina Winchester (Supernatural Season 2) (Supernatural Fanfic)

Simon Said Pt. 3

Dean ran over and caught Selina before she hit the asphalt "Selina?"

Andy and Sam both looked at Dean holding the fallen teen "Look, I didn't do anything to her,"

"Woman, burning alive. A gas station, a woman is gonna kill herself," Selina muttered

"What does she mean, going to? What is she, what is..."

"Shut up!" Sam shouted at him

"Cell phone call," Selina began whimpering

"Alright sweetheart," Dean picked Selina up bridal style

"I didn't hurt anybody," Andy reminded the duo.

"Yeah, not yet," Dean placed Selina in the Impala when the group heard a fire engine roar past with its sirens blaring.

Sam looked at Dean "Go,"

Dean hurried to follow the siren.

Andy tried to step past Sam, who placed a hand on his chest to stop him

"No, not you. You're staying here with me," Sam said

***

When Dean arrived the firemen were putting out the fire. He called Sam on his cell "Hey, it's me. She's dead. Burned up, just like Selina said,"

"When?" Sam asked

"Like minutes before I got here! I mean the smell hasn't even cleared," Dean sighed as he looked into the Impala at Selina's unconscious form"Listen, you were with Andy when this whole thing went down, so it, it can't be him, it's gotta be somebody else doing this,"

"That doesn't make any sense," Sam protested

"What else is new? Well, I'll dig around here, see what else I can find,"

***

When Sam hung up his cell, he and Andy were sitting across from each other on an abandoned truck.

"So you and your sister get these premonitions of people about to die?" Andy questioned.

Sam nodded

"That's impossible,"

Sam laughed "A lot of people would say the same thing about what you do,"

"But...death visions,"

"Yeah,"

"Dude, that sucks. I mean, like, when I got my mind thing? It was like a gift, you know, it was, it was like I won the Lotto,"

"But you still live in a van. I don't get it, I mean, you could...have anything you ever wanted,"

"I mean, I, I got everything I need,"

"So you're really not a killer, huh?"

Andy laughed "That's what I've been trying to tell you!"

"That's good. Means there's hope for the three of us,"

Dean pulled up in the Impala causing Sam and Andy to stand as he exited the car "Victim's name was Holly Beckett, forty-one, single,"

Sam looked at Andy "Who is she?"

"Never heard of her," Andy admitted

"Called Ash on the way over here; he came up with a little something. Apparently, Holly Beckett gave birth when she was eighteen years old, back in 1983. The same day you were born, Andy," Dean explained

"Andy, were you adopted?" Sam asked

"Well, yeah," Andy shrugged

"You were? And you neglected to mention that?"