“What the hell happened to you?” Sam exclaimed.
“Someone was shooting at us” Jo explained agitated. Dean was leaning on her and he was starting to become heavy. Cas rushed to them and took over.
“Thank you” Jo said.
“Where is it that you’re injured?” Cas asked. “Then I’ll heal you”
Dean shot a long look at Jo and then looked at Cas. “No” he said slowly. “I’m not that hurt. The bullet just missed me, it’s just a scratch. Jo can take care of me”
Jo frowned, but nodded in agreement.
Dean shot a meaningful glance at Sam, knowing Cas wouldn’t understand. Sam grabbed Cas’ arm and dragged him outside, while Cas looked sheepishly at Dean, quietly asking for an explanation.
Dean lay on the bed and Jo sank down next to him. She carefully lifted his T-shirt and held her breath. Usually she didn’t have any trouble with blood, unless it was the blood of someone she cared about. And she cared about Dean a lot.
She dabbed a wet towel against his side and he clenched his teeth.
“I’m sorry” she said soft.
“No, it’s…it’s fine” Dean said. He tried to sit up, decided that it hurt too much and lay back down. “I…eh…I wanted to tell you I’m sorry”
“Sorry about what?” Jo asked, consciously avoiding Dean’s look.
“For sleeping with you, for the wrong reason” Dean said.
“And being a total jackass afterwards” Jo added helpfully.
“Yeah, that too” Dean said.
“And leaving me behind” Jo said.
“I’m sorry” Dean said.
For a few seconds Jo didn’t respond. Then she pressed Dean’s wound and he exclaimed.
“Now we’re even’ Jo smiled.
“Someone was shooting at us” Jo explained agitated. Dean was leaning on her and he was starting to become heavy. Cas rushed to them and took over.
“Thank you” Jo said.
“Where is it that you’re injured?” Cas asked. “Then I’ll heal you”
Dean shot a long look at Jo and then looked at Cas. “No” he said slowly. “I’m not that hurt. The bullet just missed me, it’s just a scratch. Jo can take care of me”
Jo frowned, but nodded in agreement.
Dean shot a meaningful glance at Sam, knowing Cas wouldn’t understand. Sam grabbed Cas’ arm and dragged him outside, while Cas looked sheepishly at Dean, quietly asking for an explanation.
Dean lay on the bed and Jo sank down next to him. She carefully lifted his T-shirt and held her breath. Usually she didn’t have any trouble with blood, unless it was the blood of someone she cared about. And she cared about Dean a lot.
She dabbed a wet towel against his side and he clenched his teeth.
“I’m sorry” she said soft.
“No, it’s…it’s fine” Dean said. He tried to sit up, decided that it hurt too much and lay back down. “I…eh…I wanted to tell you I’m sorry”
“Sorry about what?” Jo asked, consciously avoiding Dean’s look.
“For sleeping with you, for the wrong reason” Dean said.
“And being a total jackass afterwards” Jo added helpfully.
“Yeah, that too” Dean said.
“And leaving me behind” Jo said.
“I’m sorry” Dean said.
For a few seconds Jo didn’t respond. Then she pressed Dean’s wound and he exclaimed.
“Now we’re even’ Jo smiled.
Elena’s doctor was driving on the road. There was not many traffic, so she’d be at work fast. Then she’d have some time to do some paperwork.
The radio was playing lame music, so she looked for a CD. While she put Switchfoot in the CD-player, she had her eyes off the road for two seconds. When she looked up again she screamed.
There was a woman standing in the middle of the road. She had long, dark blonde hair, green eyes and she looked rather pale.
The doctor braked and her car made a few turns before it stood still. Before she got out she needed to get her heart beat under control.
Her door opened and a familiar man appeared.
“Are you all right?” Alaric asked concerned.
The doctor nodded heavy, breathing fast.
“What happened?” Alaric asked.
She looked at Alaric, thinking he’d think she’s crazy.
“I thought I saw a ghost” she said quickly as if it wouldn’t sound so insane if she said it fast.
The radio was playing lame music, so she looked for a CD. While she put Switchfoot in the CD-player, she had her eyes off the road for two seconds. When she looked up again she screamed.
There was a woman standing in the middle of the road. She had long, dark blonde hair, green eyes and she looked rather pale.
The doctor braked and her car made a few turns before it stood still. Before she got out she needed to get her heart beat under control.
Her door opened and a familiar man appeared.
“Are you all right?” Alaric asked concerned.
The doctor nodded heavy, breathing fast.
“What happened?” Alaric asked.
She looked at Alaric, thinking he’d think she’s crazy.
“I thought I saw a ghost” she said quickly as if it wouldn’t sound so insane if she said it fast.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the kitchen where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the second drawer next to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the kitchen where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the second drawer next to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
Here is a fiction based on Tokio Hotel and actor Thomas Dekker (and his band).
Find out why, the friend of Tom Kaulitz (Thomas Dekker), met in an American show "Stars Dance Ice" (Ice Dance with the Stars),
could not collaborate musically with Tokio Hotel. And why, Tom Kaulitz regrets having made friends with him during the show, then dragging his group into a descent into Hell that they would never have
imagined living one day, discovering the darkness and taboos of the American world.
It's a science fiction fiction, horror, yaoi / het and +18
Inspired by:
- American Satan
- Village of the Damned
- Invasion Los Angeles / They Live
- The Strain
- V (2009)
- The Magicians
- Books by David Icke
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