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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

Terri cried out, but couldn't make any noise as she felt her self getting weaker and slipping away. 'Dean.' She thought as she blacked out.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

Terri fellto the floor, blood seeping from the bite, and Bloodsynce's words echoing in her subconsious.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Sarah heard Terri scream, and she paniced. "TERRI!" She screamed, but when she got no answer, she ran from the scene like the coward everyone would soon know she was.

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Dean looked at Sam. "Whats your problem?" Sam had his head held in his hands.

"I dunno Dean. I have this strong feeling somethings up, but I don't know what. No visuals or anything. I-" Sam started screaming in pain, his hands covering his head.

"SAM!" Dean pulled the car over quickly, rushing to get Sam's seat belt and his own off. He dragged Sam out of the car, not knowing what he was doing. "Sammy, come on, Sammy! You hear me, Sam?" Dean tried to keep the talk going.

Terri had cords tied around her throat, she was trying to scream, but was unsuccesful. Someone was tormenting her, but who, Sam couldn't see. Terri was slashed, and she bled onto the pale carpet. A message played through from Terri's mind into Sam's. The voice was cold, femine, but so cold it peirced Sam's heart like a thousand daggers. Just as Terri fell to the floor, unconcious and bleeding, an image appeared in Sam's head. A red-haired woman, blood dripping from her lips, appeared suddenly in his head, giving a loud growl and a glance of her fangs. Then she was gone.

"Sam!" Dean yelled as his brother seemed to be coming back into focus. "Sam, are you ok?"

Sam grabbed his head in extreme pain. He looked straight into Dean's face. "Terri" was all he could manage to get out.

"Sam! Are you sure? Sam, are you ok?" Dean said, as Sam seemed to be slipping away.

Sam tried to nod, but he was beginning to feel dizzy. "Go to Terris...." Sam said before he fell, unconsious.

Dean didn't see any choice-he grabbed Sam's now limp body and pushed it back into the passenger seat, then ran to the other side and started the engine, hearing it roar. He drove in silence, quickly, to Terri's home. He was fearful for Terri, but even more fearful for his brother. Why had it taken such a big toll on Sam this time? Why is he unconcious? What is up with him? Is it that bad? The questions repeated in Dean's mind over and over as he tried to fit the pieces of the largest puzzle together, without success.

((Tur-amazingly creepy acting skills! Misa Amane-Great work with Terri!))

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"I think I'm adorable."
~Dean Winchester~
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((Thanks.))

As Terri laid there bleeding, she started to dream.

Terri slowly opned her eyes, and sat up, reaching for her neck on instinct. Confused as to why there was no bood she got up and looked around her room, nothing had changed. "Mom!" She called, what happened, was it all a dream?

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Pulling into the drive, Dean didn't know what to do. WHAT DO I DO!? He didn't know whether to leave Sam or take him to. But he didn't have to worry much longer.

Sam jolted straight up. "DEAN!" He screamed.

"Sam, I'm right here, Sammy!" Dean said, startled by Sam's sudden awaken.

Sam's head burned. "Ah...my head!" He moaned. He heard Dean chuckle. "Whaso funny?"

Dean looked at Sam. "Nothing, Sammy. You're ok." Dean was just so relieved that Sam was awake. Then he remembed Terri. "Terri!" He said, opening the car door.

Sam painfully followed Dean.

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"I think I'm adorable."
~Dean Winchester~
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Terri went to the window of her room, after she heard a car pull up, looking out she saw Deans car pull up, and the brothers get out. "Dean." she said hapily and turned to leave her room, but she stopped, there in the middle of her room was herself, surrounded by blood. "It was all a dream right?" She asked no one in paculiar.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Dean ran to the front door, which was locked. He looked back at Sam. "Why are they always locked?" He asked. Dean was about to kick the door open-

"No, let me." Sam said. He aimed to kick.

Depsite the harsh situation, Dean smiled. "Don't miss, Sammy." But Sam got his target, and the door flew open. Dean ran up the stairs, skipping two steps each time. "TERRI? SARAH?" He yelled, no answer.

Sam ran ahead of Dean. He saw that Terri's door was closed. He tried to yank it open, but pulled back in pain. The door handle was hot, and it had a mark on it. The door was locked anyway. He was about to kick it when Dean came up and kicked it, unleashing what they had both feared.

Dean saw Terri's lifeless body on the ground. "Oh *enters cussword here*" Dean muttered before running over to her. She was bad, worse than he'd thought. Unconcouis, he saw the huge puddle of blood surrounding her. It came from many places, her head, her arms, her neck, her legs. Almost every spot was in blood, and those that weren't were covered in bruises. He noticed that the bandage he had made to cover the cut had been ripped off and cut.

Sam thought. He'll hate me for it... He thought, but he didn't see any other option. "Dean...we have to get her to the hospital." He said quietly.

Dean whirled around to look up at Sam, who was still standing. "Oh yeah, and what would we tell them, Sam? Huh?"

"What else-we found her here." Sam suggested.

"You're lucky your right on this." Dean pulled out his cell phone and dialed. "Hello, this is Dean Winchester. Yeah, yeah, Ok, HEY! I need to talk to an ambulance. Yeah, yes. Well, my girlfriend, Terri, we had a date tonight. And my brother Sam was gonna drop me off. But when we got here, yeah, the house, when we got here the lights were off. Yep." Dean was struggling to keep his voice down. "Yes, ma'am. The door was locked so I called her cell, no answer. I broke the door open, yeah I know, but we had to get in-JUST LISTEN! Yeah she is hurt real bad, blood everywhere, unconcsious, we don't know how...please, ma'am, just send someone!" Dean said yes a couple more times, then gave them the address. "Alright, thanks. Bye." He hung up the phone and looked at Sam. "Why does no one say 'bye' anymore?"

"Cuz...they don't want to talk to you anymore?" Sam suggested, half smiling. "Dean, we gotta leave. You are already wanted! Lets go, they'll be here."

"I can't just leave her, Sam!" He thought for a minute. "Ok, yeah, we need to leave. But we're staying somewhere close, somewhere I can see that they come. Ok?" Sam nodded his approval of the plan.

"Hey Dean?" Sam asked when they were outside. "Where did Sarah go?"

Dean smiled. "Care for her huh, Sammy?" He saw Sam's seriousness. "I really don't know that one Sam. Demon take her, maybe?"

There was a couple minutes of silence. Sam suddenly smiled. "Bet ya five bucks she ran for it." He looked at Dean, wide grin on his face.

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"I think I'm adorable."
~Dean Winchester~
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Terri wathced the whole seen that was in her room, and she heard every word. Even though she was probaly dieing, her heat fluttered as Dean called her his girlfriend. But before she could try and talk to him her world went black.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Dean smiled back. "You are sooo on, bro!"

A hand grabbed Dean around the mouth. "What have you down to my daughter, you piece of crap?" Sarah hissed quietly in his ear.

"Sarah! Let him go!" Sam said, harsher than he meant, holding a gun to her head. Dean hadn't realized the Sarah had a gun of her own to his neck.

Hand over his mouth, Dean couldn't explain to Sarah anything.

Sarah slowly let Dean go, but she kept her aim on him, as Sam did her.

"How the heck was I supposed to explain to you with your wretched hand over my mouth!" Dean hissed. "Your daughter was attacked, by who or what we have a pretty good idea of."

((Sorry I couldn't finish my post....I'll be back later...))

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"I think I'm adorable."
~Dean Winchester~
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((I'm back...I'll finish my post now...))

Sam could tell that Sarah was about to scream. "We called the ambulance. You can go in there-but we were never here, got it?" He said harshly to her. He especially had no time for play.

Dean was utterly surprised that Sam would tell Sarah, anyone for that matter, off. "We'd prefer you not go in there, though, right this moment." No movements from anyone. "Sarah, I'm going to ask you two things-one, please put the gun down! And two-what happened? Were you there?"

Sarah eyed Sam, who motioned that if she put her gun down he would put his down. She did so slowly, and she watched Sam put his own into the pocket of his jacket. Never even looking at Dean, she told. "Okay, okay. After you left, Terri and I had a fight-over you." She looked towards Dean, a little embarrased.

"Oh, really? And what did you guys have to say about me? I'd love to know." Dean said, though he already had a pretty good idea of what she said.

"Hush your mouth, boy, while I'm talking." Sarah snapped, actually looking at Dean. Sarah turned back towards Sam and smiled a little sadly. Then, serious. "Well, Terri sorta kicked me out of her room. She blasted her stereo and it was staticy. Then nothing. Her door was locked, and I screamed her name, but she didn't answer. I heard some talking, and then Terri screamed. Her scream was cut short-or that is what it sounded like-but I didn't know what had happened! Please understand, I paniced! I ran," Sam eyed Dean, smiling. Dean smiled back. "What are you smiling at, kid?"

"Ma'am, I'll have to ask you to leave the premises for one moment, please. "Dean said seriously. Sarah took a couple steps back, confused. Dean scooted over closer to Sam and handed him a five. "Lucky, guess, kid!" He whispered then called Sarah back. "Alright Sarah, we need to figure this out."

"Hey Dean-I just remembered! There was a mark...I wish I had my laptop!" Sam said. After the puzzled look from Dean he explained. "Well, when we went upstairs there was a mark on the door-and it was burning. The mark-it looked unfamiliar, like nothing we've ever seen."

Dean still looked puzzled. "Yeah, so?" He asked.

"Soo...maybe its a new type of demon?" Sam suggested.

Dean cussed under his breath. "Ah...man...reallly?" He said. He didn't know if he could handle ANOTHER brand of demons.

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"I think I'm adorable."
~Dean Winchester~
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Terri slowly opened her eyes, why she was able to she didin't know, because she still felt extremly weak. Knowing she was either going to pass out after a long time, then maybe die alone, or she could get Dean back in her room and pass out quickly, she choose the latter. Weakly shelited her head and one arm, grabbed any heavy objet she could, she threw it at the window, and fell back, her vision becomeing blurry again.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

A round lamp came soaring out of a broken window, hitting Dean on the head. "What the-"

"TERRI!" Sarah screamed, running towards the house.

Sam followed Sarah with his eyes, an uncertain look on his face. "Umm....Do we go?" Sam asked.

"No! Of course not! We have to wait until the ambulance gets here, right?" Dean said. But it was killing him to just sit there.

"Dude-we gotta see if she is awake." Sam said, after about three minutes of silence.

"Ok. Lets go." He said, jumping from behind the brush and running to the house. Once in, they ran up the stairs to find Sarah, kneeling beside her daughter, bawling silently. "Sarah?" Dean said, quietly.

Sarah looked at Dean and Sam, with a tear-stricken face and sobbed, "My baby! She was my baby!"

Dean went over to Terri's sigh and put his fingers to her neck, covering his fingers with her blood. "She's alive." Dean breathed, so much relief showing in his voice.

A siren roared from far off..

"Alright Dean, she's alive. We gotta go." Sam said, running over to the window. It wasn't a far drop into the bushes. But Sam didn't want to risk it.

"Ok, Sammy, lets go." Dean said, pushing the locked window open. He jumped and landed. A groan of pain escaped from him. He lay in the bush, not moving.

"Dean, you ok?" Sam asked, before jumping.

"Super." Dean said, slowly getting up. "Com'n Sammy, I'll catch you!" he said playfully.

"No way, you'd drop me." Sam smiled. He jumped and landed, just the same as Dean. He lay for a minute. "Well, that will hurt in the morning." He said, getting up.

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"I think I'm adorable."
~Dean Winchester~
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Terri had closed here eyes as her mother came in and stayed silent. But when she heard Deans voice she wanted to open her eyes, to look up at him, especially when he touched her, but her strenght was too far gone. and when he jumped her heart sank, as did her concious mind.

((How am I doing))

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

((really good! me?))
Dean ran and jumped into the brush from earlier. "Remind me again why we couldn't stay?" Dean asked, longing to go back to Terri.

"Because you are wanted for murder in three different cases, and we are both wanted for that one thing with that one shape-shifter." Sam answered casually.

"Oh, right. Course." Dean said.

The doctors ran in, and soon came out, Terri on a stretcher. In the midst they heard-"Where is the boys?" or "Who called?" or, Dean's favorite, "Where are the scum who did this!?"

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"I think I'm adorable."
~Dean Winchester~
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