Chapter Eighteen

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"Destiny, what the hell were you thinking? You're not due down there for another few days." He looks over at where she was and she's vanished. He slams the breaks. "Destiny?! How the. . ." Realization hits him. "Doppelganger! Son of a BITCH!" Dean about faces the car immediately but he's too late. He arrives back at the airport just in time to see the plane for Miami take off.

Jumping back into the car, Dean speeds off back onto the main road while dialing Sam. No answer. "C'mon Sammy," he whispers to himself as he tries calling for a second time. It took a while but Sam answers the phone.


Sleepily, Sam answers, "H-hello?"


Relieved, Dean exclaims, "Sam!"


"Dean?"


"Yeah. Look. Pack our crap and get dressed."


Sam sits up, now a bit less groggy. "What? Why?"


Dean drives a bit faster. "I'll explain when I get there. Just move." He hangs up the phone.


Dropping the phone onto the bed, Sam gets up, only to hear crashing downstairs. Taking the demon-killing knife from under his pillow, he creeps downstairs to see two beefy looking men. One of them sniffs the air and his eyes turn black as he says some woman was here. Sam figured he meant Destiny. Gripping the blade tighter, he lets the two of them pass by the staircase before grabbing the last one from behind and stabbing him straight through the spinal cord while muffling his screams and dropping the body as orange lights flicker from the sockets of the body.


The second demon turns around with black eyes and a scowl of anger. "Where is she?!"


Sam, strafing on the other side of the demon, says in response, "Who? Destiny?

Upstairs sleeping and you ain't gettin' to her." The demon tackles Sam, knocking the blade out of his hand as it skitters to the front door. With ease, Sam slips from under the demon, however, it took the opportunity to ease up the stairs, gone in a flash.


"Hey!" Sam calls out to the demon while chasing it into Destiny's room. When they get there, she isn't in the bed as she would have been. Sam looks a bit puzzled but shakes it off as he grabs the demon and brings it into the hallway, tossing it over the railing.


As he lands, Dean bashes through the door in a rush because he heard all the yelling. He calls out to his brother before realizing that it's a demon on the ground in front of his face. Kicking the demon in the face to stun him, Dean swoops the knife up into his grip and stabs the demon in the neck. "Adios, bitch." He takes the blade out of the demon's neck and wipes it clean before tossing it to Sam as he catches it. They approach each other with concerned looks. "Sammy, I gotta tell you somethin'."


In synchronization, they say, "Destiny isn't here," and Sam continues talking.

"What, you think demons grabbed her? They came in here looking for her. I figured one snagged her while I was sleeping and these two were late for the party," Sam finishes while gesturing to the other demon's corpse by the base of the stairs.

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