You noticed that Belphegor was staring at you again. You tried to forget the fact that he made you blush, and that your dad saw it. It was getting a lot harder not to like him, but you just had to keep reminding yourself whose body he was possessing. Jack was your best friend, and you did not want to disrespect him by falling in love with the demon who was walking around in his corpse.
“So... about that heart,” Belphegor said causing you to snap out of your thoughts.
“Working on it.” You dad said, causing you to look at him incredulously.“I'm thinking maybe we hit the morgue.” Once you realize what they were actually talking about, you let out a relieved sigh which causes your dad to give you a strange look.
“Hmm. Fresh, it'd be... it would be better.” He said. After hearing those words, you reminded yourself that he was a demon. Demons can not be trusted and this particular demon was using your dead best friend’s meat suit.
The conversation stops when you all hear a scream. You didn’t realize that there was anyone left in town. You all run towards the direction the scream came from and see the sheriff’s dead body lying on the ground.
“Hmm. Cool.” Belphegor says. You give him a look to which he returns an apologetic smile.
“Son of a bitch,” your dad says.
“Yeah. Yeah. Poor guy,” Belphegor heartlessly says as he reaches into the sheriff's chest and pulls out his heart. It reminded you of something you saw in a television show, except this was a lot more bloody and less magical.
“Whoa!” Your dad says since it happened so unexpectedly.
“Well, got a heart,” Belphegor says. He turns to you and says, “I would give it to you, but it’s not mine.” You begin blushing again.
“Hey!” Your dad says pointing a finger at Belphegor while glaring daggers at him. He was over-protective like always although in this case, you let it serve as a warning not to get too close to the demon.
“What?” He says as though he doesn’t realize what he did wrong.
“Let’s just do the spell already.” You mumble while mentally cursing yourself for being so weak that you blushed. You freaking blushed! Sighing, you notice that you could see your breath. That was never a good sign.
“We need to move. Now,” Your dad told Belphegor. The ghost appeared right next to you. She had long black hair, a white shirt, and a long black dress.
“I remember you.” The ghost said to your dad. You're assuming that this was the lady in white that your dad and Uncle Sam told you about. You were too young to have been there, but you know enough. “You took me home.” she flings your dad into a dumpster, causing you to jump.
“Oh, hey. Look, okay? I barely even... I barely even know this guy, okay?” Belphegor says as soon as the ghost turns her attention to him. You refrain from rolling your eyes, even though he’s not lying.
She considers him for a moment before she sees you. Belphegor notices her turning towards you and quickly moves in front of you so that he is between you and the lady in white.
“Hey, hey.” He says as he blocks her from you. She tries to stem around him, but he doesn’t back down. “Bad ghost. Bad. No.” She slashed his hand causing him to wince. You look at him worriedly. He didn’t have to protect you. You’re a hunter and you have the scars to prove it, yet he got hurt for you.
“Hey, Casper,” your dad says hitting her with a metal rod. She disappeared. “Spell. Now. Let's get the salt.” He said to both you and Belphegor.
Kneeling, you open the bag with your pocket knife and pour the salt into a mound. Belphegor places the heart on top of it.
“We good?” You dad ask earning a nod from you.
“We're good,” Belphegor says before he recites the spell. “Animi... infernorum... spiritus abyssi surrecti... defigo... vos intra confinia. Vinciamni!”
He slams his hand on the ground causing a red energy to spread from the heart through the town. You look at Belphegor and he nods to you. You smile at him causing him to look surprised before smiling back at you.
“Thanks.” You dad says patting him on the shoulder before looking between the two of you. You could tell that he was happy that Belphegor didn’t let the ghost anywhere near you (even though you would have been able to handle it). Honestly, it was getting extremely hard not to like him.