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Post by Chrissy 'Kissy' on Apr 16, 2007 12:53:20 GMT -1
Carrie Masters sat in the front seat of the black truck waiting for a sign that there was only the girl left in the room. Her father had told her her lastest 'assignment' Chrissy Vandeveen, one of the chosen ones. She closed her eyes tuneing out the other noises until she heard only the noises in the hotel room. She heard one person breathing and smiled to herself. Slowly she got out of the truck and walked over to the door. She knocked and waited for the girl to open the door. Once she did Carrie smirked and her eyes turned black "Well Well Well" she said walking in and shutting the door behiind her. In a matter of mintues she was carrying the unconious[sp?] girl out of the room and towards the car. She drove towards the werehouse district were her father told her to take the girl.
A few hours later Chrissy woke up. She was tied to a chair and her white tanktop was dirty. She looked around the room and tried to un-tie hersself. The door opened and she looked towards it. The woman looked her age and smiled at her. Chrissy glared at her "What do you want with me?" she asked. The woman ignored her and grabbed her cell phone that was laying on the table "I want you to get your little boyfriend and all your other little friends here" She said looking through the contacts finding Sams cell number. She called it and held it against Chrissys ear.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Apr 16, 2007 16:39:01 GMT -1
Sam fumbled with his keys to open the motel door. It was a balancing act trying to hold onto the bags of supplies from the nearby store and also successfully isolate the right key. Once he had finally found it however, his cell phone rang. It took all he had to keep the bags from falling, yet he still dropped his keys as they thudded harmlessly on the welcome mat. Sighing, he pulled out his phone with his now free hand, ignoring the keys for a moment. Raising it to his ear, he answered.
"Hey, can I call you back? It's not a good time right now..." Sam said, more frustrated with himself than anyone else. However, after a beat...he got a bad feeling about this call, and his brow furrowed in puzzlement.
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Post by Melissa Brooks on Apr 16, 2007 18:53:58 GMT -1
((I am deffinately joining this one! lol))
Mel stood from aside and watched Sam as he strugged with the bags, fumbling for the key to the motel room. Once he had successfully gotten the key out, Sam's cell phone rang, and the key fell from his hand. Sighing softly, Mel bent down and picked the key up. She reached for one of the bags for one of the bags from Sam's arms, and frowned slightly as she saw the expression on his face go from brood to puzzleness.
"What's wrong?" Mel whispered, glancing at the phone then back at Sam. Standing on her tip-toes, she placed her ear close to Sam's phone, wanting to hear what was going on on the other end.
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Post by Chrissy 'Kissy' on Apr 16, 2007 20:58:31 GMT -1
Chrissy looked over at her captor[sp?] before she started talking "Sam?" she asked, the noise around her was loud, or it was just her headache she wasn't quite sure. But either way she couldn't tell who it was
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Post by Sam Winchester on Apr 18, 2007 22:04:25 GMT -1
"Chrissy?" Sam called out, hating the situation more and more, he could tell by her tone that something was out of place, "What's wrong?" he demanded quickly, ignoring Mel for the sake of finding out the problem.
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Post by Chrissy 'Kissy' on Apr 19, 2007 12:54:41 GMT -1
Chrissy thought up a quick lie "Sam, I'm leaving and I don't want.." she started before the phone was ripped away from her ear and she smacked hard.
Carrie held the phoone upto her own ear "Hi Sam this is Carrie, you may know my sister, Meg" she said smirkiing "I have your little girlfriend down here"
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Post by Sam Winchester on Apr 19, 2007 16:21:10 GMT -1
In that instant of revelation, Sam's eyes narrowed and his jaw set in place. After a long period of silent contemplation as Carrie's last sentence sunk in, he finally spoke, clearly yet with contained anger, "What do you want?"
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Post by Melissa Brooks on Apr 19, 2007 18:35:04 GMT -1
Mel looked up at Sam, panic-stricken as she listened to the voice on the other end of the line. She wasn't able to hear as cleary as Sam, but she was still able to understand a few parts of the conversation. Apparently, Meg had a sister, who had Chrissy. Glad to know that Chrissy was alive, Mel kept quiet, wanting to know what would be said next.
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Post by Chrissy 'Kissy' on May 24, 2007 2:22:50 GMT -1
Chrissy bit her lip as Carrie talked on the phone.
Carrie smirked "Oh nothing much other than you and Mel to come down here" she said looking at Chrissy. She gave him the adress of the werehouse "And no funny business" she said hanging up the phone
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Post by Sam Winchester on May 25, 2007 19:14:40 GMT -1
Sam opened his mouth to warn this demon what would happen if she touched her, but the call was over before he got a chance to even start. Sighing through gritted teeth, he looked gravely over at Mel, "This is a trap." he muttered, not exactly astutely. Biting his lip he considered his options. He had better think up a plan to get in and out of the warehouse, because the very thought of Chrissy with that thing made his blood boil.
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