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"No, baby, don't do that. That'll just ruin the whole thing." Allie frowned, looking at her mother in confusion. Erin smiled at that look. "You look just like your dad when you give me that look." Allie grinned.
"Speaking of Dad. When's he coming? You said he'd be coming around soon, right?" Erin nodded, turning back to the counter, and finished chopping up the onions.
"He should be around any day now." She looked up suddenly, as the barking grew louder. Closer. She swallowed back the lump in her throat, turning to Allie with a reassuring smile on her face. "Why don't you do me a favor and get your stuff packed? Your's and Danny's? We'll only be here until morning, and I want to be able to just go. Don't bother leaving out any clothes, though. We're just gonna be in the car for a little while anyway." Allie nodded, leaving the knife she held on the counter.
"Sure." Erin smoothed out Allie's hair as she walked away, heading over to the closet. Erin sighed, and turned right back to the window, her eyes growing wider, and more terrified by the second. She grabbed the bag with the mix of powders in it, and poured it in front of the window, then the door, and then she went into the bathroom and poured it in front of the window in there. She had to hurry; she didn't know how much longer she had left.
Erin was going to miss her children, more than anything. And she prayed Dean wouldn't take them hunting, that the kids would get out of that motel room before they saw anything. Danny was only five years old. Allie...Allie was just too good. She didn't deserve this, any of this, neither of her children did. They deserved to be home. They deserved to be home, and be kids, for as long as they could, they needed to be kept away from the monsters. But that wouldn't happen. Not with Dean.
Hunting was his life. Hunting was all he'd ever known, and he wouldn't stop, not for a second. Not as long as the monsters were still up and kicking.
Erin sighed, and finished her note, stuffing it in an envelope tucked at the bottom of her duffel. She turned to the window suddenly, as the growling, and the howling grew closer. She called for her children, and grabbed Danny's backpack, putting it on him. Allie grabbed her own, despite Erin not giving her orders to.
"Allie, honey, grab your duffel. And take mine." Allie did as told, and Erin grabbed Allie's chin as she turned to her mother, forcing Allie to look her in the eye. "I want you to take your brother to that bus station across the road, as fast as you can. Don't look back, don't you dare look back. Do you understand me?" Allie hesitated, her eyes going wide in fear, but she nodded.
"Mommy, what's going on. You're scaring me." Erin turned to her son, and pulled her children close, kissing their heads.
"Don't be scared, kids. Don't ever be scared. You're dad'll protect you. Allie, call Bobby. His number is in my phone, ask him where your dad is, and don't speak to anyone else but him and your dad. Okay?" Allie nodded again. She was shaking, but she would be brave. For her mom. "I love you both, more than you know." She winced, looking up at the window, as the dogs grew closer. "Now go."
Danny didn't need to be told twice. He ran outside, with his sister right behind him-that is, until Allie heard her mother scream.
Allie's eyes went even wider, and she screamed herself at the sight-blood was splattered across the walls. Erin's clothes were torn to shreds...and so was Erin.
Allie's nightmare had come true.
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