TPONTP CHAPTER 7!

Sam- They took her to see a spiritualist physician.
Dean- I still don't see the humor in it Sam.
Sam- His name was Dr. E. Winchester Stevens.
Dean- *Slightly laughing* Do you think that we're related to him?
Sam- *Confused* No.
Dean- *Confused* But you said he was a Winchester, right?
Sam- Dude! His middle name was Winchester. His last name was Stevens!
Dean- *Thinking* Eh, whatever.
Sam- *Laughing and shaking his head* Alright, we should get rid of that spirit before someone else dies.
Dean- Does it say where she's buried?
Sam- Yeah, she's buried at the local cemetery.
Dean- Alright, I'll go salt and burn the bones. *Starting up his car* Why don't you try to convince Alex to go back home.
Sam- Dean, I don't really think that it's any of our business.
Dean- *Driving towards the cemetery* She may be nineteen, but she still needs her family Sam!
Sam- I don't know Dean-
Dean- Do you think that you would have been able to deal with Jessica's death if I wasn't there?
Sam- *Looking down at the keyboard in thought* Your right. She needs someone talk to.*Pauses* Even though Dad and I weren't talking.........I wish he was there that night.
Dean- Yeah I know you do. *Silence* Ok, awkward.
Sam- *Laughing*
Dean- Alright I'm here.*Pulling into the cemetery* I'll head on back as soon as get rid of this spirit.
Sam- Ok. Don't forget to pick that stuff up!
Dean- I won't, but you got some serious explaining to do when I get back!
Sam- Dean! I said that I would!
Dean- Yeah, you better. *Hanging up the phone*
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After closing his cell phone, Dean got out of his car. He opened the trunk and pulled out his duffel that had everything that he needed. Then he grabbed his shovel and pulled out his flashlight. It was getting dark out, so he had to use it to see. His eyes started to adjust to the dark, that's when he noticed a problem.
Dean- Great. *Sighing* For a small town this a pretty freakin' huge grave yard!
He started searching for the grave, and was making sure that he wasn't followed.
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Sam walked over to the two beds and turned on the lamp. He shook Alex's arm to wake her up.
Sam- Alex?
Alex- *Moaning*
Sam- *Sitting down on the other bed* Come on, get up. We need to talk.
Alex- *Yawning* About what?
Sam- I think that you should go back home.
Alex- *Sitting up* Why? My friends are all dead and my dad says that I need therapy! I can handle this on my own.
Sam- Alex, I ran away once. Then I lost some one that I loved. I know what it's like.
Alex- You look perfectly fine to me.
Sam- That's because I had my brother. He wasn't my dad, but he was family. Family will help you get through anything, even in the worst situation. That's what family is for. They're there to protect you and help you in any way that they can. You'll only hurt your dad if you run away. He's only trying to help you, Alex. He's really worried about you.
Alex was now holding her knees. She was in deep thought about what Sam just said.
Alex- *Whispering* How do you know that my dad cares about me?
Sam- I just talked to my brother, he's in Watseka. He said that your dad called the cops, and he looked worried.
Alex- *Starting to cry* I didn't mean to hurt him.
Sam- I know. *Getting up and sitting next to her*
Alex- I remember the way he looked at me after my mom died......It broke his heart. I just couldn't do that to him again. *Crying harder* But I did.
Sam- Hey, it's ok. I'm sure that he'll forgive you. That's another plus side about family.
Sam started rubbing her back to comfort her. Alex was crying into her knees. She was starting to calm down.
Alex- *Whispering* Thank you. I'm glad that you burst through my door and scared me half to death.
Sam- *Laughing* Your welcome.
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Dean was getting irritated. He needed to destroy this spirit, but first he needed to find the grave. He was making his way down another row of headstones.
Dean- Nope....Nope....Nope....Nope *Sighing* Nope.............Yahtzee!
He stopped in front of a grave next to a tree. He dropped the duffel on the ground and started digging with his shovel. It was about half an hour before he hit the coffin. He did his best to get off all of the dirt. When he was done he unlocked the coffin and climbed out of the grave. He went over to his bag and opened it, and got the salt, lighter fluid, and matches. Dean first sprinkled the salt all over Mary's corpse. Then he tossed the empty container on the ground.
Dean- Looks like I need to add salt to that list.
Then he soaked the body up in lighter fluid, and lit up a match.
Dean- *Smirking at a job well done* So I guess this makes it your third time dying. *Dropping the match* Good bye for good this time.
As soon as the body was done burning, he started to fill in the grave. It took him only fifteen minutes to fill in the grave. When he was finished he packed up his stuff and walked back to his car. He tossed the bag and shovel in the trunk and got in. He started up the car and was listening AC/DC. He was about to head out of town, when he remembered that he needed to pick up a few things from the store. So he pulled over to a store that was open twenty-four hours a day. He ran inside, got what he needed, paid for it, and hopped back in his car. He was finally able to relax.
Dean- *Driving past Alex's house* Hopefully Sammy convinced her to do the right thing. *Talking to himself*