SAM'S POV:
We manage to evade Carol's questions. She knows something's up, but she can't figure out what. We try to talk with Ms. Trayton again, but she refuses. We decide not to push her. She's been through enough. "Let's talk outside." Andy whispers. We walk outside, meeting on the front lawn. "The body has to be somewhere nearby. The question is where." I mutter. "The thing is, if she disappeared, she would have run. She should've been far away from here." Dean adds. "We need to do the EMF readings. Juliet must have come back because of Mr. Trayton cheating. That would explain the long break." Andy says.
I'm about to add something, but a scream rips through the air. We all run towards the house. I try the front door, but it's locked. I slam my body against it, but it holds fast. "Hold on!" I shout. I take a few steps back and kick open the door, the wood cracking. We run inside, hands on our guns. We rush to the source of the scream.
Carol and her mother are up against the wall. In the middle of the room stands Juliet Adams. Her hair is unruly and tangled, a ghostly halo around her face. Her eyes are rimmed red, sunk into her face. Her limbs are a pale white. You can see the bones poking through
, any sign of muscle or fat gone. Her feet are bare, a faded pink dress covering her skeletal frame. I look for anything iron, anything to get rid of the spirit.
Andy moves towards the fireplace, grabbing the iron poker. She swings it at Juliet, letting out a grunt. The poker swings through Juliet and she disappears, smoke evaporating into the air. I run over to Carol and Ms. Trayton. "Are you guys ok?" I ask, looking them over for injuries. Carol gives a weak nod. "What- what the hell was that?" Ms. Trayton shrieks, her eyes wide. She looks like she might faint.
"That was Juliet Adams." Dean says, taking a cautious step forward. "Who?" Ms. Trayton questions, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down. "Do you want to sit down?" I lead her to the couch, Carol taking a seat beside her. Both women are pale, shocked looks etched on their faces.
"That was Juliet Adams. She's a spirit, more specifically a vengeful spirit. She disappeared in 1963. She found her husband cheating, and, in revenge, clawed his eyes out. We don't know how her spirit is stuck here, but we're going to get rid of her." I explain. "I'm going crazy." Ms. Trayton mumbles, rubbing her eyes. Andy kneels down in front of them. "I know this is shocking. I know this is scary. Monsters are real. They exist. But that's why we're here. We won't let them hurt you." Ms. Trayton looks up.
"You're not FBI, are you?" Carol says quietly. Andy shakes her head. "We're hunters. We kill spirits and other monsters like these." Dean tells her. "Other monsters? You mean it's not just ghosts?" Ms. Trayton asks, her voice wobbling. "We can discuss all that later. For now, we need to get you and your daughter out of here so we can take care of Juliet." I say. Ms. Trayton nods.
The two women head upstairs to pack. "Once they leave, I need to change. I can't hunt in this skirt, I can barely move my legs." Andy huffs. I bite back a laugh. "Agreed. I hate suits." Dean mutters, loosening his tie. Carol and her mother come back down the stairs a few minutes later, suitcases in hand. We walk them out. I reassure them that we will get everything fixed up. Both of them are still in shock, and I don't blame them. "I'll head to my motel across town, let's meet back here." Andy says. I nod and she heads to her car. I join Dean in Baby.
"How the hell are we going to find what's tying Juliet to the house? It could be literally anything." I sigh. "We just have to guess. We'll figure it out, we've succeeded on less." Dean shrugs. This is going to take forever. On the bright side, the longer this case drags on, the longer I get to spend with Andy.
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I Am Complete
FanficTwo hunters meet by chance. As one mishap after another brings them closer, they both start to wonder: Is it possible to fall in love again?