They got in the car, D driving and Samantha sitting in the backseat with Sharon. “So the plan is… what?” asked Samantha.

“Get out in the open,” D said. She looked at Sharon in the rearview mirror. “You did say that she a dit she’d get zapped back if she wasn’t undercover?”

Sharon nodded. “Immediately.”

“Awesome. We’ll find someplace wide open-”

“And I’ll draw her to me,” Sharon finished for her.

The girls looked at her in surprise. “You sure?” asked Samantha.

Sharon nodded. “If she told the truth, I should be perfectly safe. She’ll be gone before she can do...

Dean stared at Sam in open-mouthed amazement. “The doorway between worlds?”

“Don’t toi remember, Dean?” asked Sam. “After we finished the last case, we ran into that weird storm, just like this one, in Ohio.”

Dean thought and nodded. “Oh, yeah, yeah, I do remember. It hit like a ton of bricks, then there was that blinding flash, and then it was over, just like it had never happened. And then we stopped in at that little le dîner, salle à manger for supper.”

Sam nodded, his face tight and pensive. “And that’s where we found the newspaper headline about Richard Walker’s death.”

“When was...

D stared at Samantha for a moment and said, “So you’re telling me that Sharon's family is being ganked par Sharon's ghost from our world?”

Samantha shrugged. “It’s the most plausible thing we could think of.”

“The most plausible?” a dit Dean. “What was the least?”

“Sammy,” D said, “come on, girl, you’ve gotta admit, this whole thing is pretty crazy. ‘Dingo ate my baby’ crazy.”

“So what do toi call this whole damn case?” her sister retorted.

D nodded reluctantly and conceded, “‘Dingo ate my baby’ crazy.”

Sam put in, “Yeah, it’s a stretch, but when you...

Even Dean looked Lost for words, which did not occur too often, he could promise. Sam exchanged looks with his brother, then found his voice.
“How d’you know that?”
Amy shrugged. “I’ve been one myself heading of ten years now. Since I was sixteen.”
Sam and Dean exchanged looks, and silently decided between themselves to trust and believe her as one of their few allies.
“So how did toi recognise us? We’re pretty good at keeping under the radar,” argued Dean.
“I saw toi chargement some weapons into your tronc this morning, and the way toi kept yourselves to yourselves, and go...

The demon looked at the floor around her feet for a way out then realised that even if she broke through the devil’s trap, she was still trapped in the room with the Winchesters, who not only had an exorcism ritual, but also the couteau that was able to kill her kind.
Sam began to walk towards her, still staying out of the circle, as Dean paced back and forth behind him, near the door.
“So what are toi doing here?”
She looked up smugly. “You honestly think I’m going to tell you?”
“Yeah, we do, actually,” Dean piped up from behind his brother, taking a small metal container from...

Sam and Samantha both sat on Samantha's bed, sharing her laptop as they searched for further information. Sam held the computer on his lap, scrolling down the page. He was only getting plus and plus confused. “This is getting too deep for me,” he commented.

“Parallel worlds fall into the category of quantum physics,” Samantha said. “Which is nothing but science fiction translated into mathematical formulas and hypothetical theories. No one knows what’s really true, because no one’s ever actually done it.”

“Except us,” Sam said.

“Exactly,” Samantha said, “but our lives...

Hello everyone. It’s me again, back with another interview with Molly a.k.a Irishsoul12.

Ok, thanks for doing this, I appreciate toi taking the time!

Thank toi for asking me to do this. I l’amour talking about Supernatural and Castiel all the time. In my house no one cares about that, except me and my little sister, Sage.

When Castiel made his debut, what went through your mind?

I was really surprised that they were adding angels. I knew the seconde he walked through those doors he wasn’t a demon, like Dean and Bobby thought. I knew he was something really special. I can honestly say that I was...

The girls got out to the car and began discussing Mrs. Walker's explanation. "How much of theat do toi believe?" asked Samantha.

"I'm not sure," D said, pursing her lips thoughtfully. "I think she'd hiding something. She was very brusque, especially when we were asking about ghosts and demons."

"She just Lost her husband," Samantha pointed out. "You can't expect her to give up information easily, especially when we're talking about someone she cared about so much."

D nodded. "Yeah, you're right. toi think maybe the daughter knows something?"

"Maybe," Samantha said, nodding. "Mrs. Walker was pretty...

Sam didn’t honestly know what had possessed him and his brother to come out to Nettington Highway at seven past midnight on a murky, damp night, but he supposed that it was one of the low points of the job; especially when they didn’t know how to put Matthew’s spirit to rest as he’d been cremated. They needed to find another source of remains ou belonging to him. Sam sighed at the illogical concept of the plan they’d come up with in the last few hours.
Dean, on the other hand, looked like a child again; and it was in moments like this that Sam really could see the l’amour Dean had for...

Dean gave Sam an annoyed look, turned his back on the door and pulled it open. Sam followed.
When they’d returned to their motel room, Sam and Dean went through the information they had gathered in the last few hours and tried to decide what actions to take next; evening was drawing in, and with such gloomy weather having been present all day, darkness was already closing in as the clock reached eight o’clock. Dean, who had laid a few tools out on his bed, was cleaning his shotgun and checking the equipment needed to get the job done as sweetly and shortly as possible; Sam was sitting...

When Sam and Dean left the Institute around half an heure later, they had an accurate and detailed description of the man, it turned out, that Laura had seen in the road that night. Dean tossed the car key to himself as they crunched down the gravel driveway to the Impala.
“Okay, so she wasn’t a nut job.” Dean sounded a little surprised. “So we have to research now, right?”
“Right.” Sam said, grinning at his brother’s reaction.
Dean sighed and threw himself into the driver’s side, irritated. Sam couldn’t understand his brother’s annoyance with research. It was interesting,...

Sam turned his head to look out the window to see spatters of rain hitting the windscreen and windows of the car and nothing but a dark stretch of dimly lit road lying in front of them. Sam’s mind wondered to his father. Was this what he wanted them to do? Sam almost laughed to himself. Of course it was. That man had thought that the job was the most important thing in the world. Sam’s light smile faded as he felt the heavy, sagging weight of guilt as he remembered how badly he’d treated his father, especially as he’d adapted from being a teenager to an early adult. He knew in his...

Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry for the long absence.
My family has been going through personal problems...

ANYWAY! Marvelous Chapter Three is out:

My vision focused to see Dean and Mallory talking in the corner. I think arguing. Mallory was making loud gestures with her hands. Her all black outfit seemed to match her mood. Dean had his back to me, but I could tell his shoulder's were hunched from being angry.

My mouth felt so dry. Wrists bare from the ropes. My head pounded. I wiggled my fingers. I wiggled my fingers. Over excited about it, I watched them lift one par one and thump against the wood...

Had to give it some thought before deciding what is going to happen in this one. Tell me if toi like it!


Sorry if it sucks...

Short I know, sorry, writer's block. I wrote most of it at like.. 3am. It isn't my best work. Sorry.
♥♥♥

A buzzing sound woke me up. Groaning I looked around. I saw Sam laying suivant to me, his arm over me. I had no idea where I was. I knew it was an old abandoned warehouse... ou house. I didn't know what time it was, but it was morning. I could see the sun raise peaking through the wooden boards for the ceiling and walls. I still couldn't déplacer anything... All I could...

The desecrated buildings whipped past me, I could feel the engine of my old Yamaha virago vibrating the hole bike, it was always eerie when I patrolled par myself, there was so much silence surrounding me that I wasn’t sure what to do with it, I was one lone souris in the middle of the field, while the birds circled over me hungrily, thinking that I glanced upward at the sky that was teeming with Supernatural clouds, but I wasn’t worried, they wouldn’t dare attack me, the amount of protection I had surrounding would be enough to keep them away, not to mention that they physically couldn’t...

The hospital
The cleaning lady was mopping the hallway when she heard something buzz. She followed the sound and knocked on a door. When no one answered she opened the door and found the guard dead. She screamed and dropped her mop.
Luke opened the door to the office of the security footage. Chief Barnes and Victor, the guy that was responsible for the security footage were sitting at a desk, looking at a computer.
“Bad news, chief. Our guard has been found dead, murdered” Luke said. Barnes looked at him for a few seconds, making Luke feel somewhat uncomfortable. “Eh…aren’t we supposed...

As soon as Meg opened the door Cas came rushing in. Meg’s eyes widened and she shut the door. “Hello to you, too” she mumbled and she walked into the living room, where Cas was sitting on the couch. He was staring in front of him. Meg walked towards him and sat down.
“What are toi doing here?”
Cas didn’t answer. He was trying to keep his breathing under control.
“What happened?” Meg asked. “Is Daphne still angry about me being there? I can go there and tell her what happened”
Cas still didn’t answer.
“I made her unhappy” he eventually said.
“How do toi mean?” Meg...

I am in l’amour with Sam Winchester(and the man who brings him to life, Jared Padalecki!). I l’amour the boyish Sam from Season 1 before there were deals and demon blood and Ruby. I l’amour the Sam that wanted so desperately to save his big brother from Hell, and when he couldn't, became a shadow of himself because he couldn't live without him. I l’amour the Sam that never gave up, that took on Lucifer and won. I even l’amour soulless Sam(well, maybe that's just lust). Anyway, I am a Sam girl through and through, and because I l’amour Sam, how could I not l’amour Dean?
I l’amour Dean because he carried baby Sam out...

Okay, so seeing as I did one for Sam, I thought I’d do one for Dean as well, seeing as he’s had some pretty weird experiences too. Dean’s been through a lot in his life, and mainly in the last six years. He’s had to face impossible choices, all the while trying to keep his family together. So it got me thinking to the experiences Dean has had, some unique to him and others not quite so unique, but still plain weird. Here we go:
1.    Dying. ou becoming a spirit. Again, and again, and again...: Well, this is the first thing that popped into my mind, and besides, Dean...

1 — Because He Tried To Save Dean No Matter What…
2 — Because He’s Got Something Evil Inside Of Him and still looks sexy
3 — Because He’s Tough as nails
4 — Because He Lived Without His Big Brother for 4 Months
5 — Because He Knows That He’s Heading Down A Dangerous Road and tries his best not to
6 — Because He Uses His Evil-ish Powers
7 — Because He Wants To Stop What He’s Doing In The Dark But He Can’t seem to
8 — Because He Thinks He’s Doing The Right Thing some of the time he is
9 — Because His Girlfriend Died In The Pilot
10 — Because He Wasn’t Sure His Father...