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This story is written by Alterra von Feures and myself as a part of our alternate re-telling of Supernatural.

Set after the end of Season 2. Dean and Sam goes after a creature that kills and feeds on young women. But, as Sam discovers, things get a bit more complicated than that when he finds himself attracted to one of the would be victims.

“At least I haven’t gulped down half a bottle of Jack Daniel’s”, Sam said as they locked the door behind them and headed of in the direction of the bar.

“What?” Dean asked, for a second wondering what the hell Sam was talking about.

“Back at the Blue Moon Motel, before Bobby called”, Sam specified. “You were sitting on the bed drinking whiskey as if it were Pepsi.”

Dean gave him a weary glance. “So?”

“So you are in no shape for driving.”

“At least I wasn’t the one almost smacking into a sheep”, Dean retorted. The he sighed. “Look, Sammy. I don’t want to fight with you. We have a job to do, remember? Let’s just get it over and done with and then I’ll be happy to play Dr Phil and Ophra with you.”

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This story is written by Alterra von Feures and myself as a part of our alternate re-telling of Supernatural.

Set after the end of Season 2. Dean and Sam goes after a creature that kills and feeds on young women. But, as Sam discovers, things get a bit more complicated than that when he finds himself attracted to one of the would be victims.

Sam’s mouth dropped open and Dean smiled at the lovely black haired woman smiling at them. Her body curvy within the sheep’s wool coat hugging her form. The full-length coat brushing the edges of her high heel boots.

“Uh”, Sam stuttered as she smiled with amusement looking at the car. “Wow I haven’t seen one of these in years, ” she drawled in a singsong voice.

“It’s his! ” Both brothers said simultaneously, pointing at each other.

‘And a sense of humour too” She laughed and extended her hand, pale slender fingers crowning it. “I’m Marissa,” she breathed as Dean quickly took her hand .Sam rolling his eyes at his brother’s audacity

“Jason Bates”, he introduced himself, lying smoothly. “And this is my brother Freddy.”

“Hi”, Sam said with a little nod.

“Are you here about the murders?” Marissa asked, smiling at them both with perfectly painted red lips.

“Yeah.” Sam frowned a little. “How did you know?”

The woman laughed, a silvery sound that seemed to echo in the fog. “Why else would anyone visit Mansion this time of the year. Are you reporters?”

“Correct”, Dean said with his most charming smile. “It’s like you can read minds.”

Marissa laughed again, then lifted her graceful hands to her temples. “Hmmm… I sense that you are in need of shelter… and food…”

“Correct again.” Dean’s smile widened. “If you guess right one more time you win the prize.”

“What prize?” Marissa asked, tilting her head a little.

Sam had had enough. “Is there anywhere else to stay in this town?” He asked before his brother could make any indecent proposals.

“There is a motel just north of here”, Marissa said. “The Alhambra Hotel is only open during the summer.”

“It seems as if the entire town is only open during the summer”, Dean commented.

“That’s not far from the truth”, Marissa replied. “And it’s been even more quiet since the murders. The poor girls…” She said, shaking her head sadly. “Who is capable of doing something like that…”

Dean and Sam shared a glance.

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This story is written by Alterra von Feures and myself as a part of our alternate re-telling of Supernatural.

Set after the end of Season 2. Dean and Sam goes after a creature that kills and feeds on young women. But, as Sam discovers, things get a bit more complicated than that when he finds himself attracted to one of the would be victims.

The hideously decorated motel room was blissfully dark. Deep shadows loomed in every corner subduing the brain-numbing, kaleidoscopic wallpaper.

At least that is something to be grateful for, Dean thought wryly, staring at the wall in front of him.

He sat on one of the two narrow beds, a half-empty bottle of JD in his hand. His short hair was tousled after he had mindlessly run his fingers through it time and time again, his eyes that usually held a mischievous spark was dark and dull, his sensuous lips were pressed together in a thin line, the jaw set, shoulders slumped. He looked as if he had been carrying the world on his shoulder and dropped it.

He was wracked with guilt.

The truth about his father’s death, the fact that John Winchester had made a pact with a demon, that he had died instead of Dean… it was eating him up inside. It was torture – and not the fun kind.

And there was no way he was going to tell Sam. The kid had been through enough.

“Take care of your brother”, dad had always said. And Dean had done his best. Take care of him… John had whispered before he died. Be strong, Dean. Don’t hesitate if it comes to that…

That.

Just the thought of turning a weapon against his little brother was enough to make him tremble. Was enough to make him curse and hate his father for leaving, for dying when it should have been him.

Dean lifted the bottle to his lips and took a swallow. The whiskey was liquid silk in his mouth and fire in his throat.

To die… To be at peace, free from this world’s mortal coil…

Dean longed for it, for the silence, the end of the nightmares. But John Winchester had tied him to life with bonds of blood and duty. And he hated him for it. And loved him. (more…)

Running a busness takes so much time… So much papperwork that needs doing. At least I knew what I was getting in to. Still, I miss the days when I had time off to nothing all day long.

I’m trying to keep the company and life at home seperate so I wont burn myself out. It is working actually :) I’ve had a little time to start writing again. Managed to reply in the stories, didn’t? :D And I finally got the Exile story back up on the board.

And I’ve started working on a story, maybe it will grow into a novel? I write a little on it everyday on my way to and from the store. :)

If you are using Microsoft’s Internet Explorer you need to make sure that you activate ‘Compability’ in your tools or internet option menue… Don’t remember what the heck that menue is called.lol

I’m updating the theme for the summer of 2011. There are still a few things to fix, like the footer and the board. But it is coming along nicely :)