They got in the car, D driving and Samantha sitting in the backseat with Sharon. “So the plan is… what?” asked Samantha.
“Get out in the open,” D said. She looked at Sharon in the rearview mirror. “You did say that she berkata she’d get zapped back if she wasn’t undercover?”
Sharon nodded. “Immediately.”
“Awesome. We’ll find someplace wide open-”
“And I’ll draw her to me,” Sharon finished for her.
The girls looked at her in surprise. “You sure?” asked Samantha.
Sharon nodded. “If she told the truth, I should be perfectly safe. She’ll be gone before she can do me any harm.”
Samantha’s phone rang, and she opened it quickly. “Sam?”
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“What’s going on?” asked Sam.
“Uh… it’s not good,” Samantha replied.
“We burned the bones,” Sam said.
“I know,” Samantha said. “They had some sort of effect on her. Now she’s really pissed. She’s tied to this world, Sam. The only way to destroy her is to get her back home.”
Sam closed his eyes, looking for all the world like a bee had just stung his backside. “How?”
“We’ve got an idea,” Samantha said. “Hold tight and stay where anda are. We’re gonna send her through.”
Sam closed up his phone and looked up at Dean, his eyes menunjukkan his anxiety.
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D stopped the car sejak the cemetery plot containing Richard Walker’s grave. Emily’s and Sharon’s headstones were to the right. With Sharon navigating, they had no trouble locating the graves. “This is where the guys are in their time,” D said, as the three of them got out of the car. “This is where we need to be.”
Sharon walked out into the middle of the plot. She looked around and waited. “Come on,” she muttered. “Come on!”
The ghost appeared beside a large tree. Sharon spread her arms. “What are anda waiting for? What are anda scared of?”
The spirit stood motionless, staring at Sharon.
“You have to kill me for me to come with you?”
The spirit answered hesitantly, “Yes.”
“You have to kill me,” Sharon repeated. “No one else can?”
The spirit remained silent, staring at her.
Sharon walked over to the Impala. D and Samantha both leaned against the car, giving her a puzzled look. Sharon held out a hand. “Give me a knife.”
Samantha looked at D questioningly. D sighed uncertainly and unlocked the trunk. Sharon picked out a short, sharp pisau and gripped the handle tightly. D muttered to her, “For the record, this is a bad idea.”
Sharon nodded in agreement and walked back out into the middle of the plot. She raised the knife, the blade pointing down.
The spirit gasped in horror.
Sharon brought the pisau down, towards her heart.
The spirit appeared in front of her, stopping the knife, and asked, “What are you-”
The lightning cut her off in mid-sentence. The spirit disappeared, and Sharon fell to the ground, untouched.
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Sam and Dean had to shield their eyes from a blinding flash in front of them. Sharon Walker’s ghost appeared in front of them, and almost immediately melted in a fiery ball.
Sam stared at the scorched ground for a minit and then took out his cell phone and called Samantha.
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Samantha and D helped Sharon stand. “You okay?” asked Samantha.
Sharon nodded. “Shaken, but all right.”
Samantha’s phone went off. She answered it without hesitation. “Sam?”
“It’s gone!” Sam exclaimed cheerfully.
Samantha grinned at the others. “It’s over?”
“Yeah.”
D and Sharon breathed sighs of relief.
Samantha asked, “Turn on the speaker, would you?” She turned on her own phone so D and Sharon could hear, too.
“What is it?” asked Dean.
“Thanks for everything,” Samantha said. “We literally could not have done it without your help.”
Sharon smiled. “Thanks, guys, for saving my life. I owe all of you, big-time.”
Dean replied, “No, anda don’t owe anything. Just don’t kill anyone, and try not to get killed. I don’t want to have to come back and burn your Bones seterusnya year.”
Sharon stepped back and let Samantha and D talk to the guys in privacy. “Hey, Sam,” Samantha said, “listen, um… I just want to let anda know that I’m gonna miss you, and, um…” She took a deep breath and chewed on her lip for a minute. “I- I Cinta you, Sam. If I’d had a big brother…” Her voice broke, leaving the rest unsaid.
“Yeah,” Sam said, after a moment’s pause, “me, too. Well, I mean, except that you’d be lebih like a little sister.” There was a pause while Sam swallowed the lump in his throat. “I’ll miss you, too.”
D asked, “Hey, Dean, anda there?”
“Yeah,” was the immediate response.
“All the stuff she said,” D told him, “same goes for me.”
“Yeah. You, too.”
Samantha glanced up at the clearing sky. Bits of blue were poking through the orange clouds, and all the lightning had suddenly vanished. “Sam?”
“Yeah?”
“Sam, I-” She realized that there was no one on the other end. “Sam?” She looked up at the clear, sunny, blue sky. “Sam?!” The phone beeped, telling her that the line was dead. “SAM!!!”
Samantha closed up her phone and looked at D sadly. D let out a heavy sigh. Samantha blinked quickly, her eyes stinging painfully.
“Get out in the open,” D said. She looked at Sharon in the rearview mirror. “You did say that she berkata she’d get zapped back if she wasn’t undercover?”
Sharon nodded. “Immediately.”
“Awesome. We’ll find someplace wide open-”
“And I’ll draw her to me,” Sharon finished for her.
The girls looked at her in surprise. “You sure?” asked Samantha.
Sharon nodded. “If she told the truth, I should be perfectly safe. She’ll be gone before she can do me any harm.”
Samantha’s phone rang, and she opened it quickly. “Sam?”
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“What’s going on?” asked Sam.
“Uh… it’s not good,” Samantha replied.
“We burned the bones,” Sam said.
“I know,” Samantha said. “They had some sort of effect on her. Now she’s really pissed. She’s tied to this world, Sam. The only way to destroy her is to get her back home.”
Sam closed his eyes, looking for all the world like a bee had just stung his backside. “How?”
“We’ve got an idea,” Samantha said. “Hold tight and stay where anda are. We’re gonna send her through.”
Sam closed up his phone and looked up at Dean, his eyes menunjukkan his anxiety.
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D stopped the car sejak the cemetery plot containing Richard Walker’s grave. Emily’s and Sharon’s headstones were to the right. With Sharon navigating, they had no trouble locating the graves. “This is where the guys are in their time,” D said, as the three of them got out of the car. “This is where we need to be.”
Sharon walked out into the middle of the plot. She looked around and waited. “Come on,” she muttered. “Come on!”
The ghost appeared beside a large tree. Sharon spread her arms. “What are anda waiting for? What are anda scared of?”
The spirit stood motionless, staring at Sharon.
“You have to kill me for me to come with you?”
The spirit answered hesitantly, “Yes.”
“You have to kill me,” Sharon repeated. “No one else can?”
The spirit remained silent, staring at her.
Sharon walked over to the Impala. D and Samantha both leaned against the car, giving her a puzzled look. Sharon held out a hand. “Give me a knife.”
Samantha looked at D questioningly. D sighed uncertainly and unlocked the trunk. Sharon picked out a short, sharp pisau and gripped the handle tightly. D muttered to her, “For the record, this is a bad idea.”
Sharon nodded in agreement and walked back out into the middle of the plot. She raised the knife, the blade pointing down.
The spirit gasped in horror.
Sharon brought the pisau down, towards her heart.
The spirit appeared in front of her, stopping the knife, and asked, “What are you-”
The lightning cut her off in mid-sentence. The spirit disappeared, and Sharon fell to the ground, untouched.
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Sam and Dean had to shield their eyes from a blinding flash in front of them. Sharon Walker’s ghost appeared in front of them, and almost immediately melted in a fiery ball.
Sam stared at the scorched ground for a minit and then took out his cell phone and called Samantha.
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Samantha and D helped Sharon stand. “You okay?” asked Samantha.
Sharon nodded. “Shaken, but all right.”
Samantha’s phone went off. She answered it without hesitation. “Sam?”
“It’s gone!” Sam exclaimed cheerfully.
Samantha grinned at the others. “It’s over?”
“Yeah.”
D and Sharon breathed sighs of relief.
Samantha asked, “Turn on the speaker, would you?” She turned on her own phone so D and Sharon could hear, too.
“What is it?” asked Dean.
“Thanks for everything,” Samantha said. “We literally could not have done it without your help.”
Sharon smiled. “Thanks, guys, for saving my life. I owe all of you, big-time.”
Dean replied, “No, anda don’t owe anything. Just don’t kill anyone, and try not to get killed. I don’t want to have to come back and burn your Bones seterusnya year.”
Sharon stepped back and let Samantha and D talk to the guys in privacy. “Hey, Sam,” Samantha said, “listen, um… I just want to let anda know that I’m gonna miss you, and, um…” She took a deep breath and chewed on her lip for a minute. “I- I Cinta you, Sam. If I’d had a big brother…” Her voice broke, leaving the rest unsaid.
“Yeah,” Sam said, after a moment’s pause, “me, too. Well, I mean, except that you’d be lebih like a little sister.” There was a pause while Sam swallowed the lump in his throat. “I’ll miss you, too.”
D asked, “Hey, Dean, anda there?”
“Yeah,” was the immediate response.
“All the stuff she said,” D told him, “same goes for me.”
“Yeah. You, too.”
Samantha glanced up at the clearing sky. Bits of blue were poking through the orange clouds, and all the lightning had suddenly vanished. “Sam?”
“Yeah?”
“Sam, I-” She realized that there was no one on the other end. “Sam?” She looked up at the clear, sunny, blue sky. “Sam?!” The phone beeped, telling her that the line was dead. “SAM!!!”
Samantha closed up her phone and looked at D sadly. D let out a heavy sigh. Samantha blinked quickly, her eyes stinging painfully.
"I had one job and I screwed it up."
