HypnotiqBlueEyes : Hmm but if something does happen will Dean tell her or be more convinced he shouldn't? Oh hell yes! lol Liz did throw tess back against the wall in this story and in Chapter four she used something like it to throw max against the wall and hold him there.
If you discovered the ability to throw things around and were being chased by FBI and crazy psychopathic aliens, who wouldn't experiment with that ability? Thats what I asked myself when I was developing Liz's post roswell character, for a girl who always wants a plan.. guns are nice but a backup plan that's secret to most enemies in case a gun fails or is kicked away? Priceless. AvalonRose: Lol yea specially since Serena already has with Ava so she would definitely know what she's doing.
Chapter Fourteen.
A few weeks later.
Sam put the map down at his feet and started flipping through some printouts of possible cases he had on his lap while Dean drove. He wasn’t too sure about going to Atlantic City to blow through the cash Bela had given them but Dean wouldn’t be swayed. He tried to keep his mind off of Dean's refusal to talk but he found himself failing miserably. He knew how his brother acted, how he hid from serious topics but this just seemed like he was pushing it too far. The thought of Liz entered his mind and he wondered if she'd be able to get him to talk because obviously Dean wasn't going to give him anything. Sam’s phone started to ring. He pushed papers around trying to find it in the mess finally he heard it fall to the floorboard and grabbed it.
"Hello?"
"Sam.. Thank god."
"Maria?" Sam glanced at Dean and saw his eyes quickly dart back to the road, "okay slow down
Maria I can't understand. Wait what?"
"She's gone, Sam." His entire body froze when he heard the tears clogging her throat.
"Where are you?" Sam held the phone in place with his shoulder and picked up his laptop from the floor. He flipped it open then typed in an address quickly and figured out where they were. "Okay we're close. Maria we’re coming." Sam closed the phone and glanced at Dean again then started typing on his laptop. "Change of plans."
"Sam.." Dean watched him from the corner of his eye getting nervous from his behavior since he answered that call. "What is it?"
Sam looked up from his laptop not quite sure if he should let Dean know yet. "They were in New York just outside of the city checking out a skin camp when I talked to Liz last. Something went wrong."
"Why did Maria call you?" Dean looked at Sam watching his face for the answer although he was pretty sure he already knew as Sam's behavior clicked into place with his own question. The impala raced forward as Dean looked back to the road knowing they had to get there fast. "Is it bad?"
"They don't know." Sam kept his eyes on his laptop looking for the fastest route and a search running in the background about the area.
"How do they not know? It doesn't take that much to figure that out." Dean’s knuckles went white as his grip on the wheel tightened.
"It does when you can't look at her." Sam felt the impala lurch forward again and prayed they wouldn't get pulled over, he wouldn't put it past Dean to ignore the lights and siren and keep going.
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The impala screeched to a stop in front of an odd building in a deserted area of town. At first glance it seemed old and worn down but when Sam looked at it for a longer amount of time it looked well cared for. The boys jumped out of the car as they saw Maria leaning against a dark blue suv with Michael standing next to her.
"What the hell happened?" Dean asked Michael who looked like he'd just gone a couple rounds with some heavy hitters.
"Everything was going fine and then they didn't meet us at the check point, we headed back and found the car." Michael rubbed Maria's arm as she looked at Sam with tears starting again.
Sam started around the suv and saw Kyle's black mustang. "Shit." There was blood staining the seats and the doors looked like they were practically ripped off the car. He turned around and saw Dean staring. Sam looked over to Michael, "What do we know?"
"Not much, Max thought there was only one group here but it seemed like it was supposed to look unimportant to keep someone hidden. There was barely anyone here, they were strong and could fight but there were maybe fifteen, not even close to the other camps we've already dealt with. We were leaving and took precautions as usual but we all left here together then took separate routes. They either came back for something..."
"Or someone forced them." Dean filled in the rest as his eyes slid to Michael's.
"Where's all the information you've collected about the area?"
Sam looked at Dean and caught his train of thought. They might be able to track it just like demon omens, there were always signs pointing the way. Michael told them he’d take them to their checkpoint as they got into their respective vehicles and the impala followed them to a small building with a ‘For Sale’ sign in the front window. They parked in the back and walked in through a back door. The moment they were inside, Isabel appeared from a long hallway.
"Thank you for coming, we could use all the help we can get right now." Isabel gave a small smile then led them further into the building to a room with a table full of maps and print outs covering the surface.
Dean could tell she was having a hard time but seemed to have a lot of fight in her. She reminded him of some of the girls he met in various high schools, cold as ice on the outside but burning hot underneath. Sam went straight to the maps and started looking at what they had so far. Dean picked up some print outs and tried to clear his head. This wasn't how it was supposed to be, she wasn't supposed to be in danger. He was danger. Her being with him was danger. He tried reminding himself that she had to learn to fight like he’d seen from somewhere.. for something. No normal girl would be able to maneuver like that without real world experience. This was her world, one she didn't tell him too much about but it was the world she tried telling him wasn't much different from his. He never really believed her.
"What are these things that have her? I mean everything you know about the skins." Dean said it to the room to whoever would answer. When none came he looked up from the papers in his hand and saw Maria and Isabel looking at each other. Michael wasn’t in the room anymore. "If we're going to help we could use whatever information you have." He stared at Isabel watching her fidget.
Isabel’s eyes finally met his, "We know they wear husks because they can't handle our atmosphere, the air is toxic to them. That's why you saw Liz.. pop them when they attacked before. But we don't know much more about them then that and that their.." Her eyes fell to the table, "leader wants us dead. We haven't been able to figure out their thing for Liz except that maybe the connection.. the old connection to my brother." Isabel sat on the table folding her arms over her chest as her eyes came back to his. "This wasn't supposed to happen to her."
Maria placed her hand on Isabel's arm, "We knew what we were getting into Isabel. This is Liz we're talking about here."
Sam started arranging maps together, "What are these circled areas?"
Dean walked over to look at what he was putting together and the girls followed, Isabel speaking as she walked. "It's activity that was flagged, different things we found they always do like high water usage, high power usage. Different things like that along with the type of towns they usually settle in or create when they takeover. When they came to the east coast we did get a little tripped up because it’s humid here so we didn’t know how different it was for them." She looked down at the pattern he was creating then looked up at Sam and smiled, "I can see why you and Liz get along so well."
Maria called out for Michael who came in the room a few moments later followed by Max. Dean eyed him as he moved to look at what Sam was putting together. There was something about him that bothered Dean when they first met in that bar months ago that Sam had brushed off as jealousy but something rubbed him the wrong way. Maybe it was that he put Liz in danger and maybe it was the fact that Liz wouldn't talk about him. As he was taking stock of the man the air seemed to waver in front of him, he shook his head and rubbed his eyes. He opened them and quickly shut them again rubbing harder for a few seconds then slowly peeked one eye open. She was standing right in from of him but it couldn't be real. His eyes opened wide and he saw her lips start to move and his brow furrowed, "Liz?"
Everyone's head twisted towards Dean, Sam in confusion while the rest were in shock. Isabel stepped towards him, "You see her?"
Dean was so focused on Liz’s lips forming words that he didn't hear Isabel. He started to get frustrated. "What the hell is going on?!"
Liz's image flickered and she shook her head slowly. Her eyes met his and he saw the bruise marring her skin clearly, "Dean.. You can't."
His face scrunched up, "Can't what?"
Sam looked at Dean then the others and saw Isabel and Maria's eyebrows shoot up. He looked back at Dean confused wondering what the hell was going on and then it clicked. What had she called it? Astral projection. But she only did it with Isabel's help and because of her.. Oh shit. Her connection to Max. His eyes slid to look at the man standing behind Isabel and he was surprised to find his face schooled and blank instead of angry or surprised. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.
"The hell I can't!" Sam's eyes went back to Dean. Leave it to him to fight with her in this type of situation.
"Liz! Liz!" Dean looked around quickly, "Fuck!"
"What did she say?" Isabel stepped in front of him, "Did she give any details of where she’s at?"
Dean looked at her, "No, Nothing that helps. I don't think she knew I was with you."
"Then what did she say?" Max was looking down at the papers in front of him like he didn't really care but the scowl that appeared on his face gave him away.
"None of your business." Dean stalked out of the room throwing a glance at Sam who followed.
Isabel threw an angry look at her brother that he was obviously doing his best to ignore. Maria glanced at Michael then followed the brothers before Isabel could unleash on Max.
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Sam followed Dean into another room further down the hall and just watched as his brother paced doing things that probably made him feel more in control than he actually was at the moment. Dean came to the last window dipped his hand into his pocket pulling out a small amount of salt and sprinkling along the sill, “She told me I couldn’t be the hero.. that I couldn’t save her this time. But I got the feeling that she wasn’t talking about what’s happening right now. Does that make any sense?” Dean looked back at Sam and turned from the window.
Sam shrugged, “Why wouldn’t she be talking about what’s happening now though? I could see her wanting us to stay away from their problems.. just like she lets us keep her away from ours.”
“She said Lilith… I couldn’t catch what she said around it but I caught Lilith loud and clear like I should know the name. Does it sound familiar to you?” He didn’t know what to do with his hands so he shoved them in his jeans as if the action itself would calm him and help him think.
Sam’s face scrunched up, “No. Dean maybe it was a vision.”
“Why the hell would that matter? That doesn’t help us get her out of there!” He turned and kicked the wall, the salt he poured on the sill jumping from its resting place.
“She doesn’t have any control when she gets them.” They both looked to the doorway seeing Maria leaning against the door jam. “I take it she really didn’t have anything about right now?”
“No.. I know the words but they don’t make sense right now or with what’s going on here.” Dean shook his head and watched Maria walk further into the room.
“She doesn’t really choose when she gets premonitions. Sometimes it’s just a touch of someone or something or sometimes it comes in her dreams.” She stopped in front of dean. “Did you see her clearly? Did she look okay?”
Dean looked into her eyes which seemed so much stronger than the girl he saw earlier that seemed to be falling apart. She didn’t seem like she was going to rest or stop until she got her friend back. The fire in her eyes made him feel a little bit better, Liz’s friends would stop at nothing to get her back. Liz was lucky to have them but the only question was did they know enough to be able to find her?
“Dean.” Sam brought Dean out of his head.
“I could see a bruise..” He brought his hand up to cover one side of his face, “about here but I didn't really look at much more. I was trying to concentrate on her lips and what she was saying because I couldn't hear her at first and then it started to get a little easier but then she was gone."
Maria's eyes went wide, "You heard her? Like actually heard her voice?"
"Yea, isn't that how she does it?" Dean looked confused.
"Um.. well Max never heard her, he just saw her. He's the only other one that she's done that with. As far as I know." Maria looked to the floor thinking about Sam dying and how Liz swore that she was there. "There was one other time she swore she did it with you two but we just thought it was a vision."
"What do you mean? We've never seen her do that before." Sam looked over to Dean as he shook his head in the negative.
Maria took a few steps back so she could see both brothers easily. "She said she woke up in this weird town and no one was around but she heard Dean's voice so she ran towards it only to see some soldier stab you in the back.” She watched Sam’s face seeing the recognition. “She saw dean run to you and she tried to heal you but it didn't work. We heard her scream from all different parts of her apartment, she swore you were dead but we told her it was just a dream. And obviously it was since you’re still here." Maria took in both their faces and thought about Liz saying they were hiding something. She knew it was something to do with what she just said, neither one of them were good enough to hide their emotions and the shock that was quickly hidden. "But like I said she gets the premonitions at random times and they don’t come with time frames. She thought she could save your life then and maybe she thought the same this time. Even though she’s in trouble she couldn’t stop herself from warning you, that’s just Liz. She always puts her family before herself. It’s an irritating quality.." Maria laughed a little then calmed, “But she’ll be able to tell you herself when we get her back, Lord knows Kyle will be complaining about how long it took us.” She gave them a small smile and walked out of the room.
Dean and Sam looked at each other with a million thoughts running through their minds.
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Liz woke up in a small room that she vaguely remembered being tossed in after what felt like a long drive. A dirt floor with nothing in the room, she kept thinking it must be a basement since there was only a small rectangular window in the upper right corner. She crawled to the wall and banged her fists a few times to see if she’d get a response. She hadn’t seen Kyle since they were pulled from his car and she was worried about him. A few of them were afraid of her and she could use that but she didn’t know what they thought of Kyle, did they know that he had powers? She heard no response and crawled to the other wall ignoring the pain in her ankle and shoulder. She tried to pinpoint other places she had pain radiating from since she was pretty sure the throbbing in her face was overriding some other injuries. She banged a few times and waited. Instead of a response she heard the door behind her open and she turned putting her back against the wall. A man she hadn’t seen before stepped into the room and she tried pooling energy but it felt like there wasn’t much there.
“Hello Liz, long time.” He smiled down at her, “You look better.”
“Better than what you will look like..”
“Now now Liz, don’t you think we’re past that?” He strolled over to her and leaned down, “And don’t worry about your little power surges. My time with the FBI taught me a thing or two to help with that.” He smirked at her.
“How nice for you.” Liz leaned back and kicked him hard in the middle of his face.
He stumbled back throwing his hands over his nose, “Bitch!” He glared at her and stormed out of the room.
Liz slumped against the wall and let the tension leave her shoulders. Then she heard a faint knocking to her left. She turned her head placing her ear against the wall and heard it again along with the vibration against her ear. “Kyle?” She whispered as she slid her body along the wall towards the noise. She heard the knocking get slightly louder. “Kyle? Are you okay?” She heard two knocks in return. “One knock means no, two knocks means yes?” She raised her voice slightly. Two knocks in return. She shook her head understanding what Kyle couldn’t tell her with his voice. She tried to remember what happened in the car but all she could see was blood. Did Kyle lose that blood or did she? She ran her hand along her face again feeling the swelling maybe a broken facial bone or two but she didn’t think there were any cuts. “Kyle did you lose all that blood? Do you remember?” Two knocks. “Were you shot or did the blood come from a head wound? It could bleed a lot without being serious.” She didn’t hear anything, “Sorry. Were you shot?” Two knocks. “Shit.. please tell me you can’t talk because you got your jaw broken or something and not because you lost so much blood your dying.” Two knocks surprised her. “Really?” Two knocks again. “Thank God.” Liz could almost hear Kyle’s voice in her head, thank god that I got shot and a broken jaw? Yea thanks. “It’s better than the alternative, Kyle.”
She heard a door open but it wasn’t in her room. She shoved her ear against the wall trying desperately to hear what was going on. She heard some muffled words and some rustling and then it sounded like something being dragged. She pictured Kyle being pulled out of the room. She stood up banging on the wall, “Why don’t you mess with someone that has the strength to fight back!!”
The room went silent and she slid down the wall. She felt the throbbing in her wrist but didn’t want to look at the damage she knew would be visible there. She held it with her other hand as she closed her eyes and banged her head back against the wall to keep the tears at bay. Her eyes popped open when the throbbing in her wrist ceased. She looked down and opened her hand, her wrist looked fine with no sign of anything that would have caused the pain. She flexed her hand and still no pain in her wrist. She looked down at her ankle that was swollen and already bruising and placed her hand gently on it. She felt the pain slowly ease and lifted her hand assessing the remaining damage. The bruising was still there but the swelling and pain had lessened. A small smile broke across her face, “So much for your time with the FBI, asshole.” She didn’t want to waste any more energy so she closed her eyes and tried to rest. She tried her best to push the thoughts about Kyle to the back of her mind, probably just moving him away from her to get her on edge. Yea, that’s all. She fell into a restless sleep.
Hopefully if I can't get the next chapter up in a week then you have this big chapter to tide you over!