Fic: Sparks of the Tempest -2/?
Title: Sparks of the Tempest
Author:
non_timbo_mala
Characters: Sam, Dean, OC
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1588
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Supernatural. But for all intents and purposes I do own Kylie, so I guess that's somethin'.
Summary: Sam and Dean are loyal to their hunter friends, but that doesn't mean the feelings are mutual. When one such hunter is confronted with a being beyond what she can handle herself,
she may have to enlist the help of the Winchester despite her contempt
Chapter 1
Chapter 2- The King and the Queen are Gone
Sam and Dean sat back in the Impala. They'd had been through nearly all of Kylie's address book, and still nothing. The brothers gave a collective sigh, driving down the road to the last address on the list, not very hopeful of any kind of epiphany.
*~*~*~*~*
“Welcome, How can I help you?” Kylie said reflexively as she turned around from straightening out the shelves. “Lucas? What’s up? I don’t get off of work for a couple of hours.” Kylie said, looking around the room to make sure her boss, Cassandra, was still in the back of the clinic.
“Some guys, apparently from Child Protective Services or something have been going around town and asking about you. I haven't seen them but my dad said they looked awful shady.” Lucas said.
Kylie stared at Lucas confused, unsure of how to decipher the news that he had just told her. Her dad had died a year ago but they had kept their mouths shut about it. They couldn't have decided to come out now. Suddenly, something clicked in Kylie's brain. "Well you won't have to worry too much Lucky, I think I know who they are, and they're definitely not any officers."
"I guess that's a relief, but do you know them, then?" Lucas asked.
"Kinda." Kylie strained to find the appropriate words. "They're kind of family friends. I'll deal with them later, though I might have the county police after me then."
Lucas gave a little laugh. "Well if you need some help, I'm not doing anything for the rest of the day so just give me a call."
"No, I should be fine, though if you’re welcome to come over for dinner. If I haven't run them out of town by then, you might catch a glimpse of them."
"Just as long as you’re cooking this time. Last time was quite the disaster." Lucas said with a sneer.
Kylie gave a laugh and rolled her eyes. "We managed to put out the fire and there wasn't that much damage. Or at least nothing that couldn't be fixed. Anyway, I guess you can come over around 6-ish, food should be done by then. And you should probably leave; Cassandra's going to kill me for slacking off."
"I doubt she cares that much, it's not as if business is booming, but I really should be going. I'll see you tonight" Lucas said and gave Kylie a peck on the lips before leaving the store. Kylie gave a wave and went back to the work that she'd been doing before Lucas had interrupted her.
With the shelves restocked and hardly any customers to be seen, Kylie took a seat in the back room, and rested her eyes for a few moments. She really hadn't gotten that much sleep last night, more than normal, but that wasn't saying much. As she edged toward unconsciousness, the door opened, setting off the bell and startling Kylie from her sleep. Instinctively she got up, ready to greet the customer.
To her misfortune, it was instead the two she wanted to see the least at this very moment. “I’m surprised you two had the balls to show your faces to me again.” Kylie gave an angry scoff. “Showing up unannounced is one thing, but going around asking about my personal life without good reason. What exactly do you think your doing? Now the whole town probably thinks that child protective services are after me.”
“We're actually really sorry about that. We though that given your current situation, it would be the easiest way to get information. It seemed like a sore subject, we thought it would've been easier just to ask someone else." Sam said apologetically.
"I may not be the most approachable person but asking would have been better than you both wandering about town making people think worse of me. It’s not my favorite subject but if it’s that important I have posttraumatic stress disorder, or at least that’s what we think. But I guess that‘s not exactly rare for our line of work. That‘s pretty much why I am right now.” Kylie confided awkwardly. “Now, I think I deserve to know why you are really here, and don't try to give me any of that bull shit about working a job in Kremlin. The only lead within a hundred mile radius, that I have seen, is in Enid."
“That would explain that. But it’s probably better if we talk about stuff of this nature somewhere else.” Dean said.
"After dinner, then. I’m having company over but as soon as he leaves, you better give me a really good reason.” Kylie warned. “If you want food, I guess I’m obligated since your staying at the house for now.”
“Food would awesome.” Dean said immediately.
Kylie rolled her eyes, “Fine, just come some time before 6 so I can tuck you guys somewhere before he comes over.”
“What, you having your boyfriend over or something?” Dean said sarcastically.
Kylie shot him a dirty look. “Six” she said, before ushering them out of the building.
*~*~*~*
"I'm leaving Cas, see you Monday." Kylie shouted to her boss as she grabbed her things and started out the door.
The hunt was simple really. Nothing more than a simple haunting it would seem. She could easily finish it up quickly and get home in time to make dinner. Taking the train, Kylie arrived in Enid fairly quickly and scouted out the location that she had been given by her informants. The building seemed fairly well kept from the outside, although it was very unlikely that anyone had inhabited it for some time.
Kylie entered the building cautiously and readied her gun. The structure had some history that would account for a haunting, but she was mostly going by reports that others had made recently about noises, shadows and the like but whenever anyone checked there wasn't even signs of someone having been there. It had been a while since her last case which was the only reason she bothered with something as obscure as this one seemed to be.
A set of noises emerged from a room ahead of her. They seemed awful human though, maybe too human. The noises a poltergeist were fairly discernible. Fearing that it might in fact be human, Kylie slipped the gun in the pocket of her jacket, hand gripped firmly on it's handle, and revealed herself to it.
The humanoid figure revealed itself, it's body contorted as if hiding.
"Hello." Kylie greeted the thing cautiously.
A wicked smile emerged from it's lips, followed by a menacing cackle. "Ms. Harrison..." It bent itself from it's previous position, standing upright and staring at Kylie. Kylie took a step back away from it, her hand in a death grip around her gun.
"Who are you?" she shouted in it's direction. In her experience anyone that knew her name without knowing her, was never something good.
It laughed a second time, only this time, he took a few steps in her direction, stalking her as if she were his prey. "I am merely a messenger, my boss has great interested in you. He will be coming soon. You may have heard of him, you may of not, but he has a great history with your family and it has come time for him to complete his ultimate plans."
Kylie looked at him quizzically. "What the hell are you talking about? What are you?"
"I was informed that you might not understand this message, but it's not quite that important, you will know soon enough. I am demon but I have no intention of residing here any longer, so that gun won't be necessary. For your own reference there is no spirit here, we determined that it was the easiest way to draw you out alone. Now I am gone.” He said before spewing out a dark smoke that filled the room, and vanished out the window.
Kylie stood stunned for a moment. That had probably been one of the more odd, encounters with a supernatural being that she had experienced. She had assumed that things superior was a demon as well, but why bother sending a messenger as a warning. Nothing seemed to make sense. Kylie finally snapped out of her reverie, and cursed herself for wasting so much time. It wouldn't be much longer before Lucas was to show up and she wasn't even home. Gathering her things, Kylie left Enid, still pondering the demons words on the train and subsequent drive home. The part about this demon having a history with her family bothered her the most. She hoped more than anything that this didn’t have anything to do with what the Winchesters were waiting to tell her, that only made things that much worse
Author:
non_timbo_mala
Characters: Sam, Dean, OC
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1588
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Supernatural. But for all intents and purposes I do own Kylie, so I guess that's somethin'.
Summary: Sam and Dean are loyal to their hunter friends, but that doesn't mean the feelings are mutual. When one such hunter is confronted with a being beyond what she can handle herself,
she may have to enlist the help of the Winchester despite her contempt
Chapter 1
Chapter 2- The King and the Queen are Gone
Sam and Dean sat back in the Impala. They'd had been through nearly all of Kylie's address book, and still nothing. The brothers gave a collective sigh, driving down the road to the last address on the list, not very hopeful of any kind of epiphany.
*~*~*~*~*
“Welcome, How can I help you?” Kylie said reflexively as she turned around from straightening out the shelves. “Lucas? What’s up? I don’t get off of work for a couple of hours.” Kylie said, looking around the room to make sure her boss, Cassandra, was still in the back of the clinic.
“Some guys, apparently from Child Protective Services or something have been going around town and asking about you. I haven't seen them but my dad said they looked awful shady.” Lucas said.
Kylie stared at Lucas confused, unsure of how to decipher the news that he had just told her. Her dad had died a year ago but they had kept their mouths shut about it. They couldn't have decided to come out now. Suddenly, something clicked in Kylie's brain. "Well you won't have to worry too much Lucky, I think I know who they are, and they're definitely not any officers."
"I guess that's a relief, but do you know them, then?" Lucas asked.
"Kinda." Kylie strained to find the appropriate words. "They're kind of family friends. I'll deal with them later, though I might have the county police after me then."
Lucas gave a little laugh. "Well if you need some help, I'm not doing anything for the rest of the day so just give me a call."
"No, I should be fine, though if you’re welcome to come over for dinner. If I haven't run them out of town by then, you might catch a glimpse of them."
"Just as long as you’re cooking this time. Last time was quite the disaster." Lucas said with a sneer.
Kylie gave a laugh and rolled her eyes. "We managed to put out the fire and there wasn't that much damage. Or at least nothing that couldn't be fixed. Anyway, I guess you can come over around 6-ish, food should be done by then. And you should probably leave; Cassandra's going to kill me for slacking off."
"I doubt she cares that much, it's not as if business is booming, but I really should be going. I'll see you tonight" Lucas said and gave Kylie a peck on the lips before leaving the store. Kylie gave a wave and went back to the work that she'd been doing before Lucas had interrupted her.
With the shelves restocked and hardly any customers to be seen, Kylie took a seat in the back room, and rested her eyes for a few moments. She really hadn't gotten that much sleep last night, more than normal, but that wasn't saying much. As she edged toward unconsciousness, the door opened, setting off the bell and startling Kylie from her sleep. Instinctively she got up, ready to greet the customer.
To her misfortune, it was instead the two she wanted to see the least at this very moment. “I’m surprised you two had the balls to show your faces to me again.” Kylie gave an angry scoff. “Showing up unannounced is one thing, but going around asking about my personal life without good reason. What exactly do you think your doing? Now the whole town probably thinks that child protective services are after me.”
“We're actually really sorry about that. We though that given your current situation, it would be the easiest way to get information. It seemed like a sore subject, we thought it would've been easier just to ask someone else." Sam said apologetically.
"I may not be the most approachable person but asking would have been better than you both wandering about town making people think worse of me. It’s not my favorite subject but if it’s that important I have posttraumatic stress disorder, or at least that’s what we think. But I guess that‘s not exactly rare for our line of work. That‘s pretty much why I am right now.” Kylie confided awkwardly. “Now, I think I deserve to know why you are really here, and don't try to give me any of that bull shit about working a job in Kremlin. The only lead within a hundred mile radius, that I have seen, is in Enid."
“That would explain that. But it’s probably better if we talk about stuff of this nature somewhere else.” Dean said.
"After dinner, then. I’m having company over but as soon as he leaves, you better give me a really good reason.” Kylie warned. “If you want food, I guess I’m obligated since your staying at the house for now.”
“Food would awesome.” Dean said immediately.
Kylie rolled her eyes, “Fine, just come some time before 6 so I can tuck you guys somewhere before he comes over.”
“What, you having your boyfriend over or something?” Dean said sarcastically.
Kylie shot him a dirty look. “Six” she said, before ushering them out of the building.
*~*~*~*
"I'm leaving Cas, see you Monday." Kylie shouted to her boss as she grabbed her things and started out the door.
The hunt was simple really. Nothing more than a simple haunting it would seem. She could easily finish it up quickly and get home in time to make dinner. Taking the train, Kylie arrived in Enid fairly quickly and scouted out the location that she had been given by her informants. The building seemed fairly well kept from the outside, although it was very unlikely that anyone had inhabited it for some time.
Kylie entered the building cautiously and readied her gun. The structure had some history that would account for a haunting, but she was mostly going by reports that others had made recently about noises, shadows and the like but whenever anyone checked there wasn't even signs of someone having been there. It had been a while since her last case which was the only reason she bothered with something as obscure as this one seemed to be.
A set of noises emerged from a room ahead of her. They seemed awful human though, maybe too human. The noises a poltergeist were fairly discernible. Fearing that it might in fact be human, Kylie slipped the gun in the pocket of her jacket, hand gripped firmly on it's handle, and revealed herself to it.
The humanoid figure revealed itself, it's body contorted as if hiding.
"Hello." Kylie greeted the thing cautiously.
A wicked smile emerged from it's lips, followed by a menacing cackle. "Ms. Harrison..." It bent itself from it's previous position, standing upright and staring at Kylie. Kylie took a step back away from it, her hand in a death grip around her gun.
"Who are you?" she shouted in it's direction. In her experience anyone that knew her name without knowing her, was never something good.
It laughed a second time, only this time, he took a few steps in her direction, stalking her as if she were his prey. "I am merely a messenger, my boss has great interested in you. He will be coming soon. You may have heard of him, you may of not, but he has a great history with your family and it has come time for him to complete his ultimate plans."
Kylie looked at him quizzically. "What the hell are you talking about? What are you?"
"I was informed that you might not understand this message, but it's not quite that important, you will know soon enough. I am demon but I have no intention of residing here any longer, so that gun won't be necessary. For your own reference there is no spirit here, we determined that it was the easiest way to draw you out alone. Now I am gone.” He said before spewing out a dark smoke that filled the room, and vanished out the window.
Kylie stood stunned for a moment. That had probably been one of the more odd, encounters with a supernatural being that she had experienced. She had assumed that things superior was a demon as well, but why bother sending a messenger as a warning. Nothing seemed to make sense. Kylie finally snapped out of her reverie, and cursed herself for wasting so much time. It wouldn't be much longer before Lucas was to show up and she wasn't even home. Gathering her things, Kylie left Enid, still pondering the demons words on the train and subsequent drive home. The part about this demon having a history with her family bothered her the most. She hoped more than anything that this didn’t have anything to do with what the Winchesters were waiting to tell her, that only made things that much worse