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Post by Morgan Vincent on May 26, 2009 12:50:23 GMT -5
Morgan woke up yo the sound of music blaring and birds chirping out side her window. she figured Maddie was home from school already, she sat up pushing the covers off of her, she thought to herself that it has been a long day so far and running in to Dean was a surprise and even more he was willing to help her with this problem that she was having. Morgan sighed and stood up and started walking out of her room when she heard her sisters music shut off an the front door close then open again. this time though she heard her moms voice calling her name. "Mom I will be right down had a rough Day." Morgan made her way down stairs in a black tee shirt, blue jeans and her bunny slippers. She saw her mom carrying things in from the car, Morgan chose to help her mom. She carried the bags in and helped in the unpacking as well. She looked at her mom she seemed happy for some reason today. She watched as her mom was humming a song with a happy tune, it made Morgan laugh.
Olivia watched her daughter unload the bags after they were done carrying them inside. She looked depressed or sad in a way. "Everything OK sweetie you don't look to well today." Olivia said to her daughter then remembered that she said she had a bad day today." Would you like to talk about it sweetheart I am here if you need me. Oh I am going out so I won't be home and neither will your sister." Olivia watched as her daughter shook her head and nodded in response to what her mother said to her about not being home. Olivia wondered what could possibly be wrong with her daughter she was never normally like this.
Morgan shook her head when her mom asked her questions she did not want to tell her about the email that was sent to her, she knew if she did it would freak her mom out and she would have to tell her mother what she really does. she nodded and smiled a bit at the thought of running in to Dean Winchester at the diner. " I ran in to Dean Winchester at the diner today." she looked up at her mom and saw she was smiling at Morgan. "You remember Dean right mom we use to date a while back." Morgan saw her mom nod. "You always did like Dean the times you met him what was that twice I think. Well anyway he and his brother were staying in town but they will be here a while so I said they could use the guest house if that is OK with you rather then keep paying for a room." Morgan watched as her mother was looking at her strangely yet smiling at the same time.
Olivia listened as her daughter spoke about the boy she use to date and how she ran in to him today at the diner. "Oh really that is interesting and yes sweetie its fine if they stay here. i always did like that Dean fellow he was like your father in so many ways it was quite scary at times." She watched as she caught her daughter smiling at something maybe past memories but then her smile turned in to a frown she noticed. "Is everything OK Morgan. stupid question I know it is not so whats wrong you can tell me the truth I am after all your mother." She spoke to her daughter wondering what was going on in that head of hers.
Morgan looked at her mom and smiled instead of frowned she did not want her mother to be able to read her emotions since they were so messed up at this time as it was already. "Mom its fine I am just a little out of wack from seeing Dean and with the fact that there was another accident this morning." Morgan chose not to tell her mother any other details out the accidents other then how they happened if even that. Morgan's mother was the type to believe that everything was fated by the gods to happen. She most likely thought that Dean showing up was a sign that he and Morgan were meant to be or something. Morgan poured some iced tea for herself and then went and sat down on the couch to watch TV. " hey mom Dean and Sam are coming for dinner so I am going to cook that chicken OK."
Olivia nodded as she went up stairs to take a shower get changed and head back out. "OK sweetie thats fine I am leaving everything in your hands. Oh and the weather man said there is to be a massive storm tonight." Olivia yelled from the top of the steps to her daughter. She heard her daughter yell OK up the steps to her and asked Sher what time she will be home. "i am going out with Amy and then staying back at her house so it will just be you tonight."
Morgan nodded at her mother as she came down the steps kissed Morgan on the forehead and left locking the door behind her. Morgan sat on the couch and watched her mom leave after a few more minutes she shut off the TV and headed in to the kitchen. She got the chicken out of the freezer to thrall out for a bit before she made it for dinner. Morgan heard thunder and lightening in loud crashes at that moment she called Maddie to make sure she was OK and since she was she hung up the phone. Morgan went from room to room closing and locking windows until she heard something down stairs.
Morgan heard screeching as well she made slow quiet footsteps to her room grabbing a gun from under her pillow she made sure there was amino in it and she also grabbed a flash light since the lights had gone out as well. She made her way quietly down the steps following the sound, hoping to God there was nothing in her house but then she saw the front door open. She freaked on the inside because it could be any number of people or things in her house. Then she heard footsteps headed her way along with breathing. Morgan took her stance and jump out from behind a door way to see a figure which appeared human but then the eyes changed and he started to transform in to some type of creature." Oh Shit so not good." Morgan said as she watched thinking so that is how he makes those accidents seem like and human crime.
"Why kill all those people they did nothing to you." She said aiming her gun at the half human half creature in front of her. The creature's head snapped straight up and looked at her he spoke in a screeching voice "Because mabus wanted it this way. he is my master and i am his to command." Morgan thought mabus who the hell is he and what does he want with me. "Why me. Why send that to me what is it he wants from me." Morgan asked the creature wishing she was any where else but here or she wished that Dean and Sam were here. "He wants you as his queen. He wants you to rule the underworld with him. He wants you and he will make you love him by hurting those closet to you if you do not obey him."
The demon said as he ran at her knocking her down and making his way for the front door. Morgan got a shot off hitting the demon before he escaped out the door. Morgan got up and ran out to the front porch and saw that he vanished in to thin air, she turned shutting and locking the door. Just then all the lights came back on, she picked up her phone and called dean. " Hey dean its me I know you are doing research right now but I really need you to get your ass over here now. He was here the demon who killed all those people was here in my house. Please just come now." Morgan said in to the phone in a panic scared voice. She hung up the phone and went in to the kitchen to start cooking.
Morgan was never the type to get scared easy since she found out she was one of the chosen. Yet this was different, she felt as if she was stuck in a box sealed with no way out. She felt as if she chose the wrong path she could lose everyone she loves her mother, her sister and Dean. Wow that hit her like a tin of bricks she cares for Dean and Sam they are close to her as anyone could be." Hmm why me." She asked herself looking around while cutting up potatoes.
Purple- Is Morgan's mom
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 22, 2009 23:09:24 GMT -5
......Meanwhile
Dean was heading down the road in the Impala with Dean after having gotten all the errands done. He figured now that they had that all done he should give Morgan a call. After all he didn't want to think about getting lost. Though he still should be funny about it to Morgan over the phone and tell her jokingly that Sam got them lost. He looked over at Sam briefly who had been staring out the side window most of the time. He gave his brother a half smile and them pulled out his phone. He looked at it briefly, as he pressed in Morgans number. Thankfully he remembered it, unlike her address. He put the phone up to his ear as it rang, holding the steering wheel with his left hand, waiting for Morgan to answer. He just hoped he didn't get her answering machine. "Come on Morgan...come on..."
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Post by Sam Winchester on Jun 22, 2009 23:21:24 GMT -5
Sam just sat there looking out the window deep in his own thoughts. There wasn't much else to do, especially now that Dean was trying to call Morgan. Though he was trying to think of why the things were happening the way they were. So basically his mind was already hard at work on the case at hand. He didn't know what to think about it really. But he knew that through his stubbornness he was going to figure it out. So through the glass could be seen the reflection of a man hard a work thinking things through, an expression of pure concentration and seriousness was on his face. His eyes were set and focus. He watched as the scenery went by. They seemed to stretch on forever. Though somehow, he really didn't care. He was too deep in what he was trying to figure out in his head. He probably wouldn't even notice the conversation between Dean and Morgan because of it.
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Post by Morgan Vincent on Jun 22, 2009 23:38:12 GMT -5
Morgan was cleaning up her house when her cell started to ring, she knew who it was by the ring tone it just took her a few extra minutes to get it. "Hey Dean you forgot where I live didn't you. Take a left on at the corner of Harris and Belmont, follow that three blocks the make a left on Washington and forest follow that all the way down to the end and my house is the huge one on the end." She spoke in to the phone. "Oh and you may want to get here quick if you did not get my message from before I was attacked." She said and tried to finish cleaning up her house, she wondered what they were doing in his car anyway. She went back in to the kitchen and grabbed everything to make dinner she started it since she figured the boys were on their way.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 23, 2009 0:10:31 GMT -5
"What." Dean said flatly. "You were WHAT! Morgan you better start spillin' the beans. And right now. We should be there soon, and so I didn't know the directions, so what at least I asked, but that right now is beside the point. The point of the matter right now is you. How the hell did you get attacked?!"
He almost wanted to go past the speed limit at the mention of her being attacked, but he kept himself from going too much faster. He didn't want to get caught by cops. His face grew dark and worried. He almost had a hell bound gaze on his face that was straight forward looking out the windshield. He was going to get there one way or another. He watched for the many signs to where he should go. He was going to get there and he was going to make damned well sure nothing further happened. He would have made his Sam funny, but that mention of attack sucker punched it right out of him.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Jun 23, 2009 0:18:42 GMT -5
Sam still looked out the window until he heard the part about the attack. That drew his attention out of thinking land. Morgan...attack...what the hell! He sure hoped that she was okay. Though he wasn't about to interrupt Dean. He looked over though with a shocked expression, listening in on the conversation the best he could now. No longer was he drawn into his own thoughts. He now had something else to wonder about. He could tell that Dean was worried, yet somehow minutely pissed. That was a a side no person should have to deal with the wrath of at all. Especially someone who knew him well. He kept his gaze focused on Dean and the phone, almost as if he was trying to read what was being said through it.
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Post by Morgan Vincent on Jun 23, 2009 0:38:09 GMT -5
She listened to what dean was saying " He was here the demon who killed all those people was here in my house. He was just hear i heard a noise and came down he grabbed me and we faught then he said some things and left before I could catch his ass." She spoke those words with terror in her voice on the phone. "Thank god your staying here though for some reason i feel safer with you then anyone else." She wondered what Dean was going to say next to her "Look I am fine just a little shaken I just hurt my arm that is all ok I will see you in a few when you get here. i have to go unless you want dinner to be fried." She said before hanging up the phone on Dean not waiting for an answer.She wrapped up her arm and went to finish cooking she did not feel like dealing with Dean and his attitude at this point of the day.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 23, 2009 1:05:57 GMT -5
"Morgan....MORGAN! Damn it!" he said bitterly as he hung up his end and put his phone roughly away. He then put his hand back on the steering wheel and gave an exasperated sigh. He then looked at Sam who was staring at him. "What? She hung up on me. Apparently she is fine to an extent at least. But i know we need to get there quickly, do you see the place yet?"
He didn't want her to be there alone any longer. She was going to get her full ass killed if someone wasn't there. His mind was intently interested in what was going on. He didn't want to talk much more than what he had said to Sam. He was pissed and the music that was blaring was only fueling his rage. He then did speed up more, he sure hoped Sam could see where they were going easily, cause he wasn't about to slow down.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Jun 23, 2009 1:21:01 GMT -5
Sam gave back an offended look. Dean had snapped at him. Though he understood why however so he didn't push the matter. He then went back to looking for the house and that. Finally it seemed that they did find it. "Over there Dean." he said pointing to a pretty decent sized house. He then watched as Dean had gone to where he pointed. As soon as knew that the car stopped and was turned off he quickly got out himself and made his way to the door and knocked. Sure he didn't wait for Dean, but he figured Dean would be right behind him afterwords. He hoped Morgan would answer. It had been about fifteen minutes to a half an hour before they got there. So he hoped that she remembered.
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Post by Morgan Vincent on Jun 23, 2009 1:29:15 GMT -5
Morgan had music on in the kitchen and her house looked as if nothing had happen, she was getting good at hiding stuff from her mom. Morgan heard the door then she made her way to it, just as she did her little boy came running to her smiling. He ran in to her arms and she felt as if her world fell in to place."Hello handsome how was daycare today? Wheres Kyle I thought he was coming with you." She looked up to see Sam she smiled, then looked past him to see Dean. Truth be told she still had mixed feelings about having them stay at her house well she did until she was attacked now she is fine with the idea. She opened the door wider for them to come in and look around."So I see you guys found it ok." She looked around and then went back in to the kitchen with her son holding his hands. "Johnathan why don't you go wash your hands up for dinner.Shut the door behind you Dean and make sure you lock it." Morgan went back to cooking making sure her arm was good it was sore and bleeding through the gauze but she did not want to make a big deal about it.
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Post by Jonathan Logan Vincent on Jun 24, 2009 23:51:06 GMT -5
Little Johnny had been at day care all day why his mommy worked some days he got to go with her but not today. His friend Kyle was supposed to come over today but he told him that he wanted to spend time with his mommy. He was siting in kyle's mommys car looking out the window as they pulle dup to his house. Johnny saw a car that he did not reconize but thought it was an awesome car. He jumped out of the car as soon as it came to a stop he waved. "Bye Kyle see you tommorow bye kyle's mommy." Johnny ran straight to the car that had some one sitting in it. He watched as someone else got out and walked up to his house. "Hey do you know my mommy, She is pretty maybe one of you is my daddy." He looked at them and smiled as he spoke some more words. "Well I know one of you is my daddy because my mommy showed me a picture of this car and said it was my daddies." Johnny said all that before he waved at them and ran inside the door. " Mommy I am home." He ran in and gave his mommy a big hug.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 25, 2009 0:57:16 GMT -5
While Dean had been in the car still with the door open he looked at the kid who had come up and start rambling. He looked cute, but overly hyper. He gave a sigh as the kid went on and then ran off to go inside, pushing past Sam as he went to go hug his mom. Dean had gotten out of the car and said as he made his way to the door, "Okay then kid, heh, whatever." He only had said it loud enough for himself to hear. Dean did walk in and closed the door behind him though. Then he looked at Sam with a perplexed look, but then shrugged it off and went into the kitchen going after Morgan. As he passed the kid though he said, "Nice to meet ya kid. Names Dean, and my brother back there is Sam. And yeah we know your mom. And speaking of that I must go talk to her right now so we'll have to chat later m'kay." He ruffled the kids hair and then went into the kitchen to go talk to Morgan. As he entered he tried to say civilly due to the kid being in the other room, "Morgan whats going on, you hung up on me earlier. And what the heck happened to your arm. You sure you want your kid seeing that and asking questions. And by the way, since when did you have a kid. The kid went on with some strange story that he thought Sam or I was the father. Now that couldn't be possible. Could it?" He gave a nervous laugh and then gave a frown at the end, thinking that there might just be a migraine about to set in.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Jun 25, 2009 1:11:08 GMT -5
Sam was perplexed himself. One moment he saw Morgan answer the door, then a small figure zoom by to Morgan, and then Dean come in and close the door. He gave Dean a perplexed look back and then just listened to what he had to say to the small boy. And when he heard the minor tone in Dean's voice, he decided that it would be a good idea if he took the boy to his room to get his stuff dropped off and that. "Um hey kid, as Dean had said, I am Sam. Here why don't I help you take your stuff to your room, shall we?" he said and put a hand on the kids shoulder. He looked up briefly and watched as Dean walked into the kitchen. He then looked back at the kid and further tried to usher him to his room. He could feel something bad was going to come up between Morgan and Dean. Things that he was sure that the kid shouldn't be hearing about. And so with an attempt at a good natured smile lead the kid away from it. And as he did so he tried to distract the kid by asking questions. "So kid, whats your name."
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Post by Morgan Vincent on Jun 25, 2009 1:27:31 GMT -5
Morgan watched her son go with Sam up the steps to his room, she also heard him tell Sam his name. She turned and looked at Dean as he spoke to her "Well I hung up on you because I was scared and in the middle of cleaning and I cut my hand so i had to wrap it up and as for the rest. If Jonathan asks i will answer I have no secrets from my son. " She heard Dean ask about her son and she smiled " He is telling you the truth.His name is Jonathan he is five years old you do the math." She went back to doing her cooking leaving Dean time to ponder over his thoughts. Morgan was not sure what to tell dean about his son maybe the best thing was to come clean. Morgan walked in to the other room and took something out of a drawer it was a letter she wrote but never mailed telling Dean he had a son. She handed it to Dean "Here you may want to read this I was never able to send it. I tried so many times I just couldn't, I knew what your life was like and I did not want to ruin it." Morgan looked at dean then went back to cooking, she stopped and looked up.with tears in her eyes" He is your son dean and I named him for your dad." Morgan shut off the stove and walked back outside at that moment, yes she should have called Dean or did something she thought that if she did they would come after her son. Morgan took a deep breath and made her self ready for dean's wrath of anger, she started to cry. She figured den would follow her out side at some point, most likely after he took everything in.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jun 25, 2009 18:53:46 GMT -5
Dean was neither mad nor sad. He was confused and perplexed. He honestly wasn't sure what to think. Most everything he read left him numb. And parts of him honestly couldn't believe what he read. After all, there was that kid many many years ago. The one that he found almost act and be like him. He had almost hoped that the kid had been his. And he still often wondered if the it all was a lie that he wasn't. Just so the boy could be protected. Heck the kid almost looked a lot like him. He tried to recall that kids name. Ben...that's what it had to be. But now he had another opportunity maybe. Yet this time it wasn't easy trying to bite what may be the honest bait of truth. His mind buzzed and wandered with each passing thought. Could little Johnathan really be his? It seemed insane but truly possible. He tried to stop and imagine it. And the thought no at the end of the tunnel filled his head. With his line of work he could afford a kid...but yet...he deep down inside always wanted one. One that could grow up to respect what and who he was.
He read over and over again the letter. It was almost not real. It almost felt like he should have been in a dream. And yet it came so fast in the news part. How could Morgan be so sure? Especially if he wasn't sure. Somehow with the situations at hand it just didn't feel right at all. And if Johnathan was his, well then things...things would have to severely change for him. No more mega running off and doing hunts. He couldn't afford to risk it if he had a kid. Though he figure minor hunting might due for a while, though there is only so much one can hunt in one area. Though Dean wasn't quite sure if he'd be okay with being a hunter in a family with a kid. And her telling her son everything. Her son didn't need to know what she was. His dad never told him until he was old enough to know, and then it was mostly due to curious need. And for Johnathan to be named after his father, now that struck a hard ass cord. On that he still found that wasn't repaired. It wasn't a bad thing that the kid was named Johnathan. It was just the fact that it brought up the old memories of his dad. Ones that he had thought that he had long ago had stowed away forever. Though he guessed he hadn't. He had to bury the hatchet sooner or later though.
He stood there for only a few minutes longer trying to gather his wits, set the letter then down, and then walked out to join Morgan. He could tell that she was crying. he figured that she thought he would probably yell at her. Well that wasn't going to happen. He felt too much like he just had been suckered in the jewels. He stood there is silence for a few brief moments and then somewhere in the bottom of his throat he had found his voice and sort of meekly said, "Are...you...absolutely sure...he's......mine." he said slowly, his face pale and worn looking. He looked a lot like a deflated balloon. He walked a few steps closer to Morgan, trying to be cautious with her. The clouds for sure seemed to be rolling in now. Dean gave a sigh over that matter. Figures...rain during a sad moment...how A typical, he thought strangely to himself. Though the clouds looked sickly and definitely thunderstormish.
"I need to really really know from you that you made damned well sure that the kid is mine. Cause in that cause things may get harder than I thought. And I don't like things getting any harder than I have to have them get. Morgan whatever is going on, ...with you..., it may end up effecting Johnathan. My son or not, hes only a little kid. And honestly I wouldn't want to see some evil demon touch him. He looks to cute and seems too good for such a thing. Kinda in mannerisms reminds me of Sammy....well sort of anyway. But yeah...Morgan...there's-" he stopped there. He wasn't sure if he should tell her about the encounter with Zeek. He then thought about it and then thought better of it. Though things were just getting better and better around everywhere. Though most of it was thought sarcastically. He figured he would wait a bit longer in order to tell her. Though he had a bad feeling she would try and pry it out of him anyway. This made him feel exasperated. he went over and sat down on the porches wood bench swing and began moving it back and forth slowly, looking down at the porch floor, not knowing what else to say. He clasped his hands in his lap. He let out another exasperated sigh and then looked up at Morgan weary and worriedly. "Morgan I think there's somethin' bad comin'."
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