Sister Moon: Stories of the Supernatural

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While Kate is furious they are not giving her sister another chance, Dean sharply retorts that when a person commits terrible acts, they can't come back from them, as they are too far gone.

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They leave a pleading Kate in the car as they head in, guns at the ready. Sam finds Tasha in her room. She is unafraid that he will shoot The brothers are held at gunpoint by werewolves who Tasha turned, creating her own pack. Kate comes in and is shocked to see what Tasha has done.

Tasha is remorseless, instead being buoyed by the power she now has as a werewolf. She wants Kate to kill Sam and eat his heart as a sign she is with the pack, but Kate refuses. Tasha has the men take Sam and Dean out of the room so she can convince her sister of their new cause, though Sam and Dean are eventually able to dispose of them. At the same time Tasha tries to no avail to get Kate interested in the life of an unhinged werewolf, though Kate feigns it long enough to stab a stunned Tasha with the silver blade.

Upset with her action she leaves before Sam and Dean can find her. Later on Kate calls them from a phone booth. They agree that so long as Kate keeps her promise to not kill humans, they will leave her alone. Kate acknowledges she can not honestly promise not to, but hopes she can stay strong. The brothers talk about their issues and Dean explains that it doesn't matter to him whether he is ready to hunt; he wants to do something good to make up for the bad things he has done.

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I went to take another drink of my coke, hoping it would calm down my quickening heart beat. It didn't, because that was when I saw the blue piece of paper on the table. I stared at it, as the door opened. I picked it up and showed it to him, Sam gasped. Dean took it and opened it without a second thought. Two Tarot cards popped out, the moon card and the five of cups. He looked at them, trying not to look freaked out like Sam and I clearly were. I was pacing like I always did when I was freaking out. They probably just got us mixed up with the other people who were looking up this case".

He sat down with Sam at the table and watched as Sam went all crusade on his laptop. Although he wasn't trying to show it, I could see the familiar worry lines on his forehead. The five up cups is deception, or that the person is being deceived". My heart was panging in my chest. Still, neither said anything. It's all a game to them.

And if you don't figure it out by the six phase—". He seemed calmer when he came back. Did they receive cards before they were killed? Dean stopped what he was doing and looked at me before taking the gun back out of his pants and sighing. I looked to Sam, who was back into his research, and crawled up next to him. He said nothing, just putting his arm around me. He clenched his jaw. I fell asleep like that, and woke up in nearly the same spot except Dean was gone, already in the shower when I woke up.

I rolled onto my back and wiped the stray tear from my eye.

I wasn't going to lie, I was scared. Hell, I was terrified. I wasn't sure Dean or Sam knew how to get me out of this. I sure didn't have a clue. But it's the only place in the town, so I'm not sure if that's really a connection". Maybe it was some witchcraft gone rogue". I glanced him over. I wasn't sure he slept much last night.

That was my fault. I knew I was supposedly going to die, but hell. Dean had finished his coffee even when he almost died. We went to the first dead girl's house, Sarah, where she had lived with her boyfriend. Sam, Dean and I made it into her room and started looking around. I found her diary and flipped it open. It was filled with pictures of death and skulls and other stuff like that.

It just looks like Macabre". I exited the house, fighting the tears. We think we found something, and yet we have nothing. I was going to die if we didn't figure this out soon. The diner was small, and a very small town type place. Everyone seemed to know the waitresses and all the customers were drinking their coffee. I noticed this in the first moment that I walked in the door and the hostess smiled at us curiously. I looked at Sam and rolled my eyes in annoyance.

Dean couldn't wait to get out here and save my life by flirting with a freaking waitress. Dean nodded and she sat us down at a table in the back corner. They hung around here almost every day, friends with some of my waitresses here. Like I said, small town".

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A girl came over and smiled at the hostess. The hostess smiled at Dean again, and sauntered off. I'll be taking care of you" she said. She had on tons of jewelry, including some necklaces with weird crap on them. She walked off and he looked to me and Sam. The waitress laid down two coffees and my juice and I decided that if I wanted to live, I was going t have to freaking take charge.

She turned to look at me. We ate, and our plan was to confront Rachel as soon as we were going to get out of here. By the time that we had eaten however, Rachel was gone. We walked out the door, and I felt slightly better. At least now we had someone to talk to, we had someone to go off of. I turned around to see her waving a blue envelope in the air. It looked exactly like the first one, except this one had the number 2 on it.

I took is hesitantly, and nodded. I contemplated telling her to throw it out. Maybe if I ignored it this would all go away. Too bad life didn't work that way. Dean wrenched it out of my hands and opened it. He handed it to Sam. Sam pulled his laptop out and sat down in the car. Dean tried to stop me, but when he couldn't was hot on my trail. I glanced back at Christina. She had purple nail polish. I pointed and mouthed polish at Dean. He looked and then immediately went from annoyed with me to fuming.

Sam stopped Dean, not wanting him to make a scene. The entire diner was already looking at us. We had to wait until later, which really just meant that I had to spend my time watching Dean pace around the motel room, and Sam scan over his laptop for something, anything, that would help us figure this out. We were so screwed. I was so screwed. I got off the bed and grabbed my coat. My head was killing me. I just wanted to at least get something. I decided to go over everything in my head. Two girl's had died so far. They received Tarot cards for up to a week before they were killed by someone.

Maybe the cards were cursed? No, we would've seen signs of foul play. There were no signs of witchcraft at all. But who was possessed. No one so far seemed to have the tell tale signs. Christina had the nail polish, but she had a solid alibi. It all rested on this Rachel girl.

I hoped that she could tell me something about what the hell was going on here. I went back and Dean and Sam were staring at me like I was nuts. Rachel was bartending, but looked really distraught.

Dean walked up and smiled. She sighed and motioned for us to come around the back. She brought us into the little back room and closed the door behind her.

That was just some psycho". She looked at me like I was crazy and curled her fingers in. I didn't say anything. I just pointed to the hood of the Impala.

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There was something under the windshield wipers, and I had a really good feeling it was not a ticket. I picked it up and opened it, pulling out two more cards. We sped off back to the motel room and Sam went to look up what they meant. I sat on the couch with my head in my hands. Sam sighed, and looked to the TV. She was friends with the other two recent deaths.

Is this some random killing? Or a planned attack? Police have not commented yet". He stopped and looked at me like I was nuts. There was a knock, and he stalked over to answer it. That you were in some sort of trouble" he said, in reply to my question. I shot Sam an annoyed look. Why did he have to tell my problems to the world?

Dean cleared his throat and I backed away from Logan, blushing slightly. It was another blue envelope. Dean grabbed it from him and grabbed his shirt. Dean handed me the envelope and then stomped out of the room. Logan took it, shooting me an apologetic smile. Logan pouted the entire way to the door.

I walked the way with him. Once the door was closed behind me, I grabbed his arm, and kissed him with so much force I thought my own lungs were going to give out. He looked slightly dazed, which was how I usually felt. He smiled back, and Sam cleared his throat, his face all red. Logan hopped in the Impala, waving to me as they left. I went back inside, and my mood immediately went back to dismal. Logan didn't know it, but that might be the last time I ever kissed him.

I sat next to Dean, who was staring at nothing. I stared at nothing with him for a moment, before I felt myself start panicking again. My headache was way worse now.

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I choked on the tears that were forming. We both know that" He came closer, wrapping his arms around me in a very unlike Dean way. This was Sammy's job. We stayed like that for awhile, until I was only sniffling. I lay down, and did nothing but lie there. Dean called Bobby after an hour or so had passed. I came over by him, curiously.

He took out all the Tarot cards so far and flipped them over, checking them out. I sighed in frustration. I wasn't actually planning on going to sleep. I was planning on using the time to think and try to remember where I saw the stupid symbol before. I didn't realize that I was asleep until I found Dean shaking me awake. He said nothing, and held up another envelope. I sat up, and was dizzy for a moment. My head was pounding. I went to the laptop, where Sam had bookmarked a site that explained Tarot cards. I silently thanked him and opened it up. He shrugged, and picked up the envelope.

I put my head in my hands again. I shook my head, and then got another spasm of pain through my head. I didn't stop once, my heart pounding. I couldn't believe that we didn't see that one coming. She was the only one left. The only other one who was wearing the nail polish. Her alibi had been solid, but it would've been easy for her to get the girl if she was right freaking there at the diner. She wouldn't have even had to leave. He left me on my own. I couldn't see anything through the windows. The lights were on, but the shades were pulled down. I grabbed my knife, and I opened the door, hearing the bell chime as I walked in.

I decided I had better teach them a lesson" She smiled at me. I gripped the knife closer. She grinned, a sadistic smile. I wondered where the hell Dean was and what was taking him so damn long. I reached in without taking my eyes off her and she grinned wider as I pulled out the Death card from the other girl's death.

She put it towards Logan, who looked at me wide-eyed, and then at Sam, who was just glaring at her. Dean went flying across the room into a wall. He groaned and she turned to look at him. I choked back another strangled sob. I did the only thing I could honestly think of doing. She grimaced and twitched, but took a step towards me.

I fell against the counter with a gasp of pain. She took a step towards Sammy. She put out her hand and he screamed in pain. I felt warm blood on my face. She fell, but laughed. Sam's head slumped forward. She turned to come at me, and I felt a surge of something go through me.

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