Don't Go Eating My Heart

Be Yourself

This chapter takes place during Season 5 Episode 9. I am not responsible for spoilers in the comments.

After quickly getting changed, she and Dean headed to the lounge area of the hotel where there was a fireplace and he grabbed an iron poker before hiding behind one of the walls.

"You just gotta convince them to open the doors and then buy Sam and them enough time to burn the bones."

He said it like it was the simplest thing in the world. Like she wouldn't be facing down 3 murderous children. She nodded her head and turned to head into the room when a hand gripped her wrist. She turned back to look at Dean who's green eyes were watching her closely.

"You're a hunter Marley. Now go do your job." The corners of his lips twitched in a smile, but his gaze remained serious as he let go of her wrist. "And if anything happens, I've got your back."

She turned around and took a deep breath. A hunter. She was a hunter. Ghosts were an everyday milk run for hunters. And when she remembered Dean was behind her, a wave of calm washed over her before she called out.

"Boys! Boys! Come here this instant!" Marley paused and waited, but nothing happened. So she tried again, focusing on thoughts of someone who was mean enough to scare murderous pre-tweens. "You come when I call you! Do you understand me?!"

A chill. And then,

"Miss Gore?"

There in front of the fireplace the 3 boys stood. She looked at them and she had to admit the one on the left looked like he was going to murder her right there. But the one on the right looked like he was going to pee his pants, and the one in the middle... well he looked like Goob from Meet the Robinsons.

"You boys have been very naughty." She scolded them. "Now you open the doors right now!"

Their images flickered for a moment and Marley prayed that meant it was working.

"Locking all these innocent people in here? You're very naughty. Very, very naughty."

What? Her knowledge of Letitia was limited and all she knew was the woman used the word naughty a lot. She was trying her best.

"Do you have any idea what I am going to do to you for being so naughty?" Seriously she wouldn't mind some ideas.

"We're sorry Miss. Gore." The scared boy on the right spoke up.

"Sorry? You scalped another man. That is very naughty. And you tossed a guy around like a rag doll for fun. Naughty naughty naughty."

Gosh Sam hurry up and dig.

"We were just having some fun."

Okay, yeah. Boy on the left is the psycho of the group.

"Well how about I have some fun of my own and teach you three a lesson for being so naughty." Marley's voice was hard.

Honestly she was beginning to forget the three boys in front of her were ghosts, but every once in awhile one of them would flicker reminding her.

"Now you boys are going to let these people out right this instant. Am I clear?"

"Yes Miss Gore."

Okay. She knew he was a murder-brat, but like, ghost Goob was adorable.

"And then we will talk about your punishment for being so naugh-"

She cut off as the boys in front of her went up in flames. Huh. Well that went better than expected.

"I think they did it Dean!" She called out turning around.