Dean was starting to get tired of hunting. Saving people, hunting things. The family business. Yuck. He was tired of getting hurt and killed and Sammy too. He was tired and bored and you know Dean, always getting bored. Him and Sam decide it was abo...
I squinted my eyes at the dim lighting. I groaned as I tried to look around at my surroundings but none of it seemed familiar. "Good morning Winchester. I'm glad you could make it to the party." Said a female voice.
"Lonnie?" I asked and she laughed.
"The one and only sweetheart. Now I heard that your little Charlie girl is alive? Is that so?" She asked as she walked around me with a dagger in her hand.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said. Lonnie pressed the dagger blade against my temple, making me wince a little.
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"You better start talking Winchester before I plunge this blade into your brain." Growled Lonnie.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about so back the hell off!" I growled back. Lonnie laughed.
"You were always a good liar. I need to find out whether Charlie bitch is alive or not and I'm going to get it out of ya sooner or later." Lonnie said. Sooner or later. Great, just freaking great. Looks like I'm the one going through the torture now. Sorry Charlie I couldn't get to you sooner. Maybe... maybe I might just die here. Right where I belong. In the hands of a demon.
~~~Sam's P.O.V~~~
I called Dean's cell multiple times and not a single answer. I'm starting to worry about him. But who knows... he could just be at a bar right? I walk a little past the police station and go to a gas station. I found a pretty decent car and broke into it using my special little skills. I drove off before the owner of the car realized it was gone. I started driving around, looking for Dean's impala. I past another gas station to see it parked there. "Dean?" I ask myself. Why would Dean just leave his car sitting there at a gas station? I parked the stolen car and got out of it, going over to the impala to see if Dean was sleeping in the backseat or something. Nothing. Nobody. The car was completely empty besides his keys dangling from the ignition. "Okay... Dean would never do that." I said as I looked around to see if anyone was looking at me. I got into the impala quickly and searched for any clues. Sulfur... none. Blood... none. Hex bag... none. The car was completely empty.
I stepped out of the car a little frustrated and huffed as I looked down at my shoes. I saw small yellow pieces of sand-like pebbles spread around near the driver's door. I bent down and rubbed it between my fingers. Sulfur.
TO BE CONTINUED...
~~~{A/N}- I'm so sorry guys that I haven't updated lately and I'm also sorry this update was really short. I have been having lots of family problems lately so I hope you all understand. Love you all~~~
