How Are You Alive (Dean Winchester Love Story Book 4)

Chapter 48

Chapter 48

I stopped looking for your truck
Every time I go somewhere
I don't scroll through the past anymore 'cause I don't care
I'm finally putting on the shirt I like
Tight jeans, big hoops with my hair up high
The least you could've done was give me the bar tonight

Just About Over You by Priscilla Block

Alastair's eyes return to human as he walks up to the chain. One of the demons hands him a shotgun and leaves. Alastair checks the shotgun, then aims at Dean and fires. Dean disintegrates. "Dean!" I scream.

"Rock salt's not so much fun anymore, is it?" He asks chuckling. I glare at him as Dean reappears. "Alastair. You bastard." Dean growls. "Well, go on. Why don't you try some of your mojo on me now, hotshot?" He laughs at Dean. "It's hard to get it up when you're not wearing your meat, huh?" Alastair laughs.

"Got to hell." I glare at him. "Ah, if only I could." He smirks as he turns away, crossing the room. "But they just keep sending me back up to this arctic shithole." He says. "To kill death?" I ask. "No, to kill death twice. It takes two to break a seal. I figured another one would show up, though, they're like lemmings." He says as he pumps the shotgun and fires at me. I disintegrate, then reappear after a few seconds with my arms wrapped around my torso.

Alastair is holding a scythe now, turning it over in his hands. "Moon's in the right spot. The boar is set. Let's get started, shall we?" He smirks. "You're gonna kill a reaper with that? It's little on the nose, don't you think?" I scoff. "Is it? An old friend lent it to me. You know, he doesn't really ride a pale horse? But he does have three amigos." he winks as he walks over to the reapers. "And they're just jonesing for the apocalypse." He chuckles as he kneels next to the old man.

"It pays to have friends in low places." He says as he grabs the reaper by the collar and hauls him up. "Don't you think?" He asks as he puts the scythe behind the reapers neck. "Hic cruor messorius, illud sigillum, quod luciferem reverendum obstringit, aperiat ut resurgat!" He says as he pulls the scythe. White-blue light appears as Alastair lowers the dead reaper to the floor and he straightens up.

I look up and notice a chandelier hanging above the reaper trap. I focus my eyes on the chandelier as Tessa screams "Stop!" Towards Alastair. "Hic cruor messorius, illud sigillum, quod luciferem reverendum obstringit, aperiat ut resurgat!" Alastair says as I continue to stare at the chandelier starts to shake and falls. The chandelier lands on a corner of the reaper trap, breaking it. Tessa vanishes and she reappears at the candle stand and unhooks the chain.

"Bye, bye." Dean says as we vanish along with Tessa.

We reappear but outside of the funeral home. "Where's Dean?" Sam says and I notice that he isn't with us. "I'll go find him. You get out of here." I go to say but then I wake up.

I sit up and see that I am alive again back in the motel room. "Pamela!" I hear Sam yell and I look over at him and he raises his hand and flings the demon against the wall and stands as he starts exorcises the demon. The demon's host slumps to the floor. I get up from the bed and run over to Pamela who is laughing as she places her hand over her stab wound on her stomach.

"What's so funny? Where's Ruby?" I ask. "She left to grab some food. But I can't die..not in this town." She laughs as she takes her hand away and there is no blood where her wound is. "Pamela." I sigh. "Quit your worrying. How about you make me a drink, huh?" She asks. "You need a doctor." Sam says. "Make me a drink." Pamela insists and I just let out a sigh as my eyes land on Dean's body on the bed. "Dean!" I yell as I quickly go over.

"Here let me." Pamela says as she sits on the edge of the bed, one hand to the stab wound on her, while leaning on her other hand. "Imum vult decipi, ergo decipiatur. Vis, vis, vis." She says as she moves to the other bed. Sam gets up to help her. "Hey, we just got to talk to Tessa, that's all. Get her to gold off reaping till we get you better." Sam says. "I'm pretty sure she's started up again." Pamela groans as she moves her hand as blood starts pouring out of her wound and I gasp.

"What happened?" Dean groans as he sits up in front of me. "Dean, where's Tessa?" I ask. "She's..." Dean trails off and he turns his head to Pamela and sees her taking off her sunglasses.

"Pamela I'm so sorry." Sam says. "Stop."She says. "You don't deserve this." Sam sighs. "Yeah, I don't. I told you I didn't want anything to do with this. Do me a favor? Tell that bastard Bobby Singer...to go to hell for ever introducing me to you three in the first place." She says as she starts coughing.

"Take it easy, Pamela. If it's any consolation, you're going to a better place." I say and Pamela turns her head towards Dean and I. "You're lying. But what the hell, right? Everybody's got to go sometime." She smiles but starts coughing again as she leans back against the headboard, a trickle of blood coming out of her mouth, and she is still.

"Pamela?" I ask but she says nothing.