SSSS CHAPTER 15!

Dean let out a sigh.
Dean- You really wanna know?
Alex- Yes.
Dean- You're not gonna like it.
Alex- Tell me.
Dean- You're three and a half inches tall, and Sam's a little over four. Alex didn't say anything for a few minutes, which was concerning Dean. He leaned in closer to her.
Dean- *Sympathetically* Alex, you ok?
Alex- Why did you tell me that?!
Dean jumped back in his seat, startled by Alex.
Dean- You were begging me to!
Alex- You're six foot one! Why would you listen to me?!
Dean- You-!...I don't get you sometimes.
Dean offers his again, to Alex. This time she climbed on, and sat in the middle of his palm. Dean then lifted his hand up to his chest and carefully placed Alex in his pocket, so he wouldn't hurt her leg. After he removed his hand, he notice that Alex had a strange look on her face.
Dean- What's wrong?
Alex- I don't know. Something seems very familiar about this, but I don't know why.
Dean- Huh. I wonder why that is.
He wasn't about to tell Alex, the bathroom story.
Dean leaves the house, with his duffle on his shoulder, and starts following the trail. It had been twenty minutes and Dean was getting tired and cranky.
Dean- I wish I had MY car.
Alex- I wish I was five foot two again. So if I have to suffer ridding in your pocket, then you have to suffer walking.
Dean- What's wrong with my pocket?
Alex- It's not the pocket, it's just...scary being so close to you.
Dean- Alex, are you afraid of me?
Alex- Sort of. I mean I trust you, but being so small is frightening. It's bad when eveything in the universe could crush you. Some random bird could mistake you for its last meal. Someone could bump into you and smush, I'm gone. It's definatly not something you see everyday.
Dean- True. Even with what Sam and I do, we've never experienced anything like this. I would never let anything hurt you, Alex. No matter how small or big you are. You're my family.
Alex- Thanks Dean.
Dean- You're welcome...Finally!
Alex- What?
Dean- The trail ended at an orphanage.
Dean sneaks around to the back of the orphanage and looks through different windows. He finally came to a glass slidding door, and sees a dollhouse on the floor. Dean saw movement in the second floor of the dollhouse, and knew he was in the right place.
He set his duffle on the ground and takes the mini Impala out.
Dean- I think I see them. Are you ready Alex?
Alex- You'll be watching the whole time right?
Dean- Don't worry. If anything goes wrong, I'll get you outta there.
Alex- Alright. Let's do this.
Dean takes her out of his pocket and helps her climb into the mini Impala. Once she's seated comfortably, Dean opens the slidding door and lowers the mini Impala on the floor. Dean slightly closes the door, then presses the go button on the remote, to slowly move the car.
Dean- Man, I hope this plan works.
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While looking for an escape, Sam hears a familiar noise. He looks out the window and spots the mini Impala pulling up to the side of the house.
Sam- It's the Impala. Come on!
Tazz follows Sam, and runs to the nearest window, but they're cut off by Talia.
Talia- Hello Sam. Expecting someone? *Smiling*
Sam and Tazz back up.
Talia- Shy? I guess I would be too, if I was about to be killed by- Who's that? *Pointing to Tazz* That little brat grabbed the wrong girl. *Sigh* If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
Sam- What's that supposed to mean?
Talia- If you don't know the truth, then why should I tell you? Anyways, enough chit-chat. I have places to go, people to kill.
Being weaponless, Sam and Tazz run upstairs into the bedroom. Tazz helps Sam push a dresser and then the bed, in front of the door. Sam runs over to the window and calls for Alex, and tells her what's going on.
Alex- I have something that might help!
Alex quickly ties one end of the string to the paper clip, and the other end to the matchbox. She then crawled out of the car and hooks the paper clip to the back end, then turns around and throws the matches up to Sam.
Sam barely catches the matchbox, then opens it up and pulls out a match.
Sam- Tazz, hold the box.
Sam strikes the match and lights it up, while Tazz is holding the box. They hear a noise at the door, and Sam is holding the match like a torch.
The door shakes and rattles a few times. Then the bed and dresser were pushed away as the door busted open.
Talia- You can run, but you can't hide little Sammy. *Smirking*
Talia made a move for Sam, but he threw the match on her. Her black dress with the hint of red in it, caught on fire. Talia was still standing in the door frame, which also caught on fire.
Sam and Tazz backed up to opposite wall and realized that their only escape was on fire.
The fire caught on to the bed sheet, causing the room to fill with smoke.
Sam and Tazz started coughing uncontrollably, and waving the smoke away.
The bed was touching the curtains from being pushing aside. Now the curtains slowly caught on fire, of the window that the rope was connected to.
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Alex looked up in horror as she saw the rope catch on fire. She had a bad feeling about this plan.
Alex- SAM!
Alex screamed at the top of her lungs. She had to know if he was ok.
When she didn't get an answer, panic and pain started to build up.
Alex- Stupid plan!
Sam and Tazz were trapped in a burning dollhouse, and needed to get out before it was too late.