"No no no no no." Kristina kept mumbling, fingers still ripping the note into little peices. That morning, the house had been awoken by Jess letting out a bone chilling scream, calling for Sam who was already running up the stairs. Kristina hadn't found the note at first, just had run out of the room, into Jess's. They wern't 100% sure what had happened, but it was a pretty easy guess, with how she had woken up. Her and Dean had left, leaving Sam to hold her and try and calm her down, even if he looked scared and pissed. He had followed her back to her room, the living room no longer needed to be watched, which is where they found the note. Dean had gone and told Sam about it, before coming back to a flurry of paper. "I can't be here right now, I just, I can't." She whimpered, not looking at Dean. "Kris." "I can't! She was right here, while I was sleeping. I just can't right now!" She shouted, head snapping to look at him. "Ok. Ok." On the way out, Dean told Sam they would be back, and they got in the Impala. The further away they got, the more Kris could breath, before she told him to pull off, into a small clearing. As they pulled up, Dean winced as the sun bounced off something large and metal in the bushes, but it passed as Kristina got out of the car as soon as it was stopped. "She was right there, she could have done something then." Kristina said, pacing as Dean got out once he turned the car off. "I know, I'm not happy about it either. How did she even get it?" "The window I guess. Just. Fuck, Dean. Is she following us, is that how she knows right where we are? Or is it something else? How soon before she gets tired of games and just kills us?" Dean nodded, pulling her close as her voice was going to near hysterics. Rocking her lightly, he quieted her tears. "I wish I knew, wish we knew what she really wanted." "I know. And right now we need to be strong. But god damnit. We can't keep living like this, scared of our own shadows." "I know, but there isn't much else we can do." "I know." They wre silent for a while, before she tilted her head up, pressing their lips together. "Make me forget, for a little while?" She asked, kissing him again, running her hands over his chest. ~*~ Kristen bit her lip, watching her former best friends pull their clothes off, naked bodies sucking up the morning light. After causing havok last night, even more after she got into town, she had headed into the woods to get some sleep. She had almost been asleep when she heard the rumble of the Impala and though for a moment that they had found her. But after Kris got out and they were just talking, she relaxed. For a moment she thought about a way to scare them out here, but none were really coming. And when the kisses started, she was no longer worried about it. She was content to just watch, until Dean pressed Kris against the hood of the roof, getting between her legs and making her scream. Her hand slipped into her pants and underwear, finger slipping through the wetness there. Kris's screams of pleasure got louder as Dean made her come, before pulling her close and pressing his cock into her. There was nothing loving or slow about what was happening, it was fast and hard and rough. Kristen could feel her own orgasm coming as Deans moans grew with Kristina's, his head falling back as he got lost in the pleasure. She came just as Dean made Kris come again, before coming as well, holding her close, breathing hard against her neck. They laid there for a long while, before Dean pulled out sleepily, helping Kris up and into the back of the car. Kristen pulled her hand out of her pants, frowning at the smudge of blood that was now on the back of her knuckles. It wasn't until she noticed there was a small thing of blood now coming through the thigh of her jeans. She realized that Jess's ring must have cut her, her not yet used to the ring being there. Chuckling softly, she leaned back against the tree, looking over the car for a little while as she came down from her coming. With a smirk on her face, she climbed out of the tree and went to where her motercyle was, she knew what the next note would be. ~*~ Dean was the first one up, after their improntu nap, yawning and giving Kristina a small squeeze. He blinked a few times, looking towards the front of the car, a frown forming on his face. There was a piece of paper now taped to windshield. Moving Kristina, he slowly got out of the car, moving towards the front of the car. Grabbing the paper, he unfolded it, his stomach dropping out. ~ Thanks for the show. K~ Looking around, he looked over to where the thing that blinded him had been before, the paper in his hand got crumpled as he growled. "Son of a Bitch."
