Being Different (D.Winchester)

1.1. Two Strays On The Doorstep

Dad took a deep breath and nodded "yeah, well, what can i say? John just has that effect on people"

Me "Uncle John likes me, though"

Dad rolled his eyes and i smiled a little.

Dean nodded "yeah, i guess he does. "

Dad shook his head "none of that matters now. All that matters is that you get him back. "

Sam held up a book "Bobby, this book. I've never seen anything like it. "

Dad walked to him and sat down on the desk "Key of Solomon? It's the real deal, all right. "

Sam "and these protective circles--they really work?"

I nodded "perfectly. You get a demon in one of them and they are trapped. Powerless"

Dad  "It's like a satanic roach motel"

Dean nodded, impressed "Man knows his stuff. "

Dad "I'll tell you something else too. This is some serious crap you boys stepped in. "

Sam glanced at Dean "oh yeah? How's that?"

Dad "Normal year, we hear...say, three demonic possessions. Maybe four, tops."

Dean raised an eyebrow "yeah?"

Dad "this year, we heard of 27 so far. You get what i'm saying? more and more demons are walking among us. A lot more"

Sam asked confused "do you know why?"

I shook my head "Nope, but i know it's something big. A Storm's coming. "

Dad nodded "and you boys and your daddy are smack in the middle of it. "

Suddenly the dog outside started to bark.

I yelled "Rumsfield !"

Dad walked to the window and looked out the curtains.

He tensed.

Dad looked at us "something's wrong"

Suddenly the front door got kicked in and a blonde short haired woman walked inside.

Woman "no more crap, okay?"

Dean took the flask out and went to open it but the woman used telekinesis to throw him at the books.

Sam pushed Dad and me behind him.

I looked at dad who shook his head at me.

Woman "i want the Colt, Sam. The real Colt. Right now"

Sam shook his head  "we don't have it on us. We buried it"

Woman "didn't i say, "no more crap"?"

We started to move back with every step she made to us.

Woman "i swear, after everything i heard about you Winchesters, i gotta tell you, i'm a little underwhelmed. First Johnny tried to pawn off a fake gun..and then he leaves the real gun with you two chuckleheads. Lackluster, man. I mean, did you really think i wouldn't find you?"

I smirked.

Dean showed up in the doorstep "actually, we were counting on it"

She turned to him.

Dean looked up to the ceiling.

The woman looked up too.

My smirk grew bigger. There was a demon trap on the ceiling.

Dean "gotcha"

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I was sitting on the sofa.

We had chained Meg to the chair. The boys were leaning against the doorstep.

Meg "you know, if you wanted to tie me up, all you had to do was ask"

Dad walked to us with a can of benzine "i salted the doors and windows. If there are any demons out there, they ain't getting in. "

Dean walked to Meg "Where's our father, Meg?"

Meg "you didn't ask very nice. "

Dean "Where's our father, bitch?"

Meg smiled "Jeez, you kiss your mother with that mouth?"

She fake gasped "oh, i forgot. You don't"

Dean lost it "hey, you think this is a frigging game?"

He put his hands on each of the chair arms and leaned down to eye-level with her "Where is he? What did you do to him?"

Meg "he died screaming. I killed him myself"

Suddenly Dean slapped her.

Meg breathed in and out "that's kind of a turn on, you hitting a girl"

Dean "you're no girl"

I saw her eyeing me.

Dad "Dean"

He looked at dad. 

Das walked into the kitchen and we followed him.

Sam "you okay?"

Dean "she's lying. He's not dead"

Dad "Dean, you gotta be careful with her. don't hurt her"

Dean asked confused "why?"

Dad "Because she really is a girl, that's why"

Sam asked confused  "what are you talking about?"

Me "she's possessed. She's a human possessed by a demon. I mean, look at her, she's a mess"

The boys looked at her. Meg started to shake.

Dean looked at me "you trying to tell me there's an innocent girl trapped somewhere in there?"

I nodded "pretty much"

Dean "that's actually good news"

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Sam looked at John's journal and then at Meg.

Meg asked amused "you gonna read me a story?"

Dean "something like that. Hit it, Sam"

Sam started to chant something in Latin.

Meg "an exorcism? are you serious?"

Dean "We're going for it, baby. Head spinning, projectile vomiting, the whole nine yards"

I looked at Dad who nodded me over to him.

I walked to him "what?"

Dad whispered "be more careful"

I said confused "I didn't even do anything"

Dad "i saw the way she was eyeing you"

I sighed.

Dad "kiddo, please"

I nodded "i will, don't worry"

He nodded.