Ashes || Book 3 of 'I Caught Fire Series'

Chapter 18 - Let The Good Times Roll

Sam's hand covers my mouth as I cry out into it, throwing my head back. He groans behind me and shakes, his hands resting on my naked back. The euphoria begins to disappear and I fall down off of all fours and onto the bed, catching my breath. He falls down beside me, his breathing quick and shallow.

I roll onto my back, laying on his arm as I stare up to the ceiling, "I've definitely missed that."

"Me too." Sam chuckles breathlessly before turning his head and looking at me, "But I missed you more."

I smile and lean over, kissing his lips passionately. His arms wrap around me and they pull me back up onto his body. His hands run all over me and I can't help the smile that comes to my face.

It's been about two weeks since we all came back to this world, all of us settling in to our routines. A few of the alternate Earth hunters have gone and taken on odd hunting jobs, while others are just settling in here at the bunker. Jack has been dealing with his loss by throwing himself into hunting and I think it's working.

We've been so busy helping the others that this is the first time Sam and I have been truly alone. Everyone is out of the bunker at the moment, so we wanted to take advantage. And with the feeling of him underneath me now, I think it's time for another round of this bliss.

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We're by a cabin at a lake not far away from the bunker, a group of werewolves hulled up in a shack. I stand between Jack and Cas, Sam and Dean walking up to us from the impala.

"All right, gangs all here." Dean murmurs and Sam glances towards the wooden structure, "How many are inside?"

"I can hear three. Wait, maybe four." Cas says, his eyes closed as he concentrates, "They're talking about whether Kylie Jenner would make a good mother. The consensus is no."

"Well, that's why I'm a Khloe man." Dean murmurs, pulling out his gun, "All right, we're talking werewolves, which means-"

"Silver bullets." Jack speaks up quickly and Dean nods, "That's right. So, you know the play. Let's do it to it."

I teleport in before they can even move, Jack following right behind me. We come on just in time to hear one of the monsters say, "And that's why I'm a Khloe man."

"I'm more of Kim girl myself." I state, drawing their attention.

Their heads snap in our directions quickly and they rise to their feet, coming to run for us. I close my palm and exert my power, them keeling over due to the haemorrhaging in their stomach. I hear the others running and burst through the door. Jack uses his power to hold them still as they go to get up. Sam and Dean take shots at the monsters, killing them instantly.

Jack relinquishes his power and they fall to a heap on the floor. I look over and see Sam giving me a look of frustration, but I shrug and smile down at the monsters.

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A cool breeze fills the air as the humans pull their jackets around them. A mist falls from the sky, wetting us as we stand around and look at Maggie's body. This is the girl that Dean and the others brought back to our camp in the apocalypse world. She was so full of life, but now she lays dead on the ground with her head smashed in.