"She was a true fighter, you could see it in her eyes. She was not born strong, she was made strong."
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She met him one time and was never able to forget that handsome face of his. When they met, it was the wrong time, more for him than her thoug...
I DON'T OWN THE PLOT OR ANY SUPERNATURAL CHARACTERS. ONLY MY CHARACTER AND HER LIFE STORY.
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4x07 Part Four
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At the end of the day, the people who really matter will be the ones standing next to you watching the sunset and assuring you that it will rise again in the morning. ~Anonymous
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The Winchester boys and Nadia walk across the street toward the Impala, wiping the blood off their faces with rags.
"Where the hell are we gonna find this mook?" Dean asked.
"Where would you go to raise other dark forces of the night?" Sam retorted.
"The cemetery." Nadia rolled her eyes at the irony.
They quickly got in the car, Dean started it up and they sped off down the street.
As they're driving, Sam broods in the passenger seat before saying. "So, this demon's pretty powerful."
"Yeah." Dean nodded, knowingly.
"Might take more than the usual weapons."
Sam glances at Dean out of the corner of his eye and after a moment Dean gets what he is suggesting.
"Sam, no, you're not using your psychic whatever."
"But-"
"Don't even think about it. Ruby's knife is enough."
"Why?" Sam questioned.
"Well because the angels said so for one –"
"I thought you said they were a bunch of fanatics."
Nadia looked from Winchester to Winchester, hoping this wasn't going to turn into an unnecessary argument.
"Well they happen to be right about this one."
Sam shakes his head, "I don't know, Dean, it doesn't seem like they're right about much."
"Well then forget the angels, okay?" Dean's tone got stern. "You said yourself, these powers, it's like playing with fire."
Dean picks up the knife and holds out the handle to Sam. "Please."
Reluctantly, Sam takes the knife with a huff, settling the argument.
After a quiet ride, they arrived at the cemetery.
The place was already turning into a chaotic mess.
Samhain not only raised the dead but locked a group of teenagers into the mausoleum.
