Swamp Country (Chronicles)

By Simarillion

Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/OFC, Dean/Sam
Rating: overall universe rating NC-17
Beta: tecetyeintyale
Warning: incest, M/M, slash, language, violence, angst
Spoilers: Attention: spoilers up to 2x16 (Roadkill), for the sake of authenticity of this story the later episodes were ignored.
Summary: A young guy disappears in the Louisiana swamps. Sam and Dean are sent by Bobby to take care of the case. But there is more going on than they are first aware of and they are forced to re-evaluate certain things.
Disclaimer: None of the characters of the Supernatural show are mine. They all belong to The CW network and Eric Kripke. I make no money with any of this.
Author’s Note: Me writing incest? Well, apparently it does happen. Taking a small break from my usual fandom and writing a birthday gift for rotschopf. I know this is very late and I also know that you wanted an Original but, um, I hope this is alright as well.
Structure: The story will consist of three parts that have to be read together in the following order;

Part One: Haunted Water – When a young guy disappears and his girlfriend accuses a girl’s ghost of his murder, Dean and Sam have to embark on the hard task of finding a non-existent grave.
Part Two: Bell, Book and Candle – Dean wakes up in an empty Motel room and has to once more search for his brother who investigates his dreams of fire and destruction.
Part Three: Amazonian Blues – A young man who was thought to be dead reappears, confused and deranged. The two Winchester brothers have to set right what went wrong the first time around.

Haunted Water


Houma, Louisiana
Two Weeks Ago

“Come on Carrie, what are you so scared of?” Neil holds out his hand to her and winks to get her to come closer. “Grab my hand and let’s get going. The others are already waiting for us.”

Carrie is still not convinced that throwing some kind of Halloween party out here in the swamps is the best idea, but she doesn’t want to have to go back to the car on her own. No fucking way. Glancing one last time at the pitch black water on their right, she reaches out to Neil and takes his hand. They are sweaty and a tiny bit clammy. Somehow it makes her feel better, knowing that Neil is a little scared, too.

“Come on, it’s not far to the clearing. Bobby showed me where it is this afternoon.” He squeezes her hand shortly to reassure her, but it’s just as much to get a better hold on her and grab onto someone for his own security.

The noises of the swamp at night are alien and scary. The sounds of the cicadas are accompanied by the croaking and screaming of frogs and toads. They sound like someone screaming in pain. There is rustling in the underbrush next to the water and the soft sound of splashing water.

Carries presses closer to Neil, scared as she stares at the colourless water. She thinks she can see something gliding through the water. It looks like a big snake.

“Please Neil, let’s go back to the car. I’m scared. I really don’t want to go to this stupid party.” She clings even harder to him.

“Don’t be such a baby, Carrie. We’re almost there anyway. It’d take us longer to go back to the car than to go to the party anyway.” His voice has none of its usual strength, but he still drags her after him, edging closer to the water on some kind of path that disappears into the thicket in front of them.

The shadow on the water is gone, but she is still afraid of going too close to the water. She thinks about tearing lose from Neil’s hold on her hand and turning back when a sudden whoop above them makes her whimper, and she pushes him forward closer to the party.

“I want to go, please,” she whispers.

Neil only answers her with a noncommittal grunt, and on they trudge through the weeds and moss. The closer they get to the thicket, the louder the sound of laughter and music gets.

There is more rustling on their right, and she tears lose from Neil and turns around, trying to find out what is causing the noise. Carrie notices that the cicadas, frogs and toads have quieted down and she can clearly hear the music from the party now.

“Carrie, please, let’s go.” There is impatience in Neil’s voice as he once more has to persuade her to continue on.

She can’t help but stay rooted to the spot. She can feel panic rising inside her, and she looks at Neil pleadingly. “Let’s go back, please. I really don’t like it here.”

He sighs, unnerved. “Go back, then. I, for my part, want to go to the party.” He turns and heads on, stepping into the thicket.

Scared, she watches him disappear. She really wants to return to the car, but she is too afraid to go back through the dark all on her own. A sudden splash makes the decision for her; she follows Neil and she finds herself running for the place where he had disappeared into the thicket.

“Neil, wait up for me!” She wedges herself through the branches and vines that make it hard to follow the narrow path on the ground. There are more mosquitoes here than outside, and she swats at them jerkily, all the while trying to find Neil, whom she can’t see ahead.

“Neil!”

The sound of the party gets louder, and she follows her hearing to her friends. Her heart is beating so hard she’s afraid her ribcage won’t be able to keep it inside. Something brushes over the nape of her neck and she squeaks with surprise. A vine hangs low behind her, swinging slowly. Carrie takes a deep breath and turns back to the front, her fists clenched as she forces herself to calm down.

“Neil, please wait up!” No response. But she can see light between the branches at the end of the path, and it makes her hurry up. She practically runs the rest of the distance and wedges out of the thicket into the clearing where a bonfire lights the party.

“Hey Carrie!” Cindy waves at her from the table with the fruit punch, dressed up as a vampire.

She waves back and scans the crowd. There are far more people than she had expected but she can’t find Neil in the sea of faces. Slowly, she makes her way through her friends. The close proximity of all these people makes her calm down from the excitement of her trek with Neil.

An arm slings around her shoulder and, startled, she turns around.

“Hey there! Here have some fruit punch.” Cindy hands her a plastic cup with a bright orange punch, oranges and dark grapes and lychee swimming in it. “I’m glad that Neil was able to convince you to come, too. This location is just great. Where is he, by the way?”

Carrie looks up from the content of the plastic cup. “He should be here. He was walking in front of me. I was a bit slow.”

“Huh, I didn’t notice him. Well, maybe he took a leek or something. Come on, help me with the food.” She grabs Carrie’s wrist and guides her over to the tables where trays of food are wrapped in tin foil. “We have to unwrap them and set them up so the hungry mob gets fed.”

“Okay.” The task makes her calm down, and she once more glances at the people dancing and partying around the fire. She has to admit that the location is really perfect for a Halloween party. She grabs the next tray and carefully peels the foil off. “Who came up with the idea to come here?”

“Hm, I guess it was Scott. He and Bobby found it while doing the research for their biology project, and since this is far away from everything else nobody can keep us from partying here, right?” Cindy brushes a strand of her blonde hair back. “Man, I should have done something about the hair, it keeps getting in the way.”

“I like your costume. You look great, really.” She takes one of the small sandwiches and pops it into her mouth. “These are delicious!”

“Yea, they are. Claire, Jessica, and Meg spent the last two days doing nothing else.” Another tray gets unwrapped and they arrange them on the tables. “Okay, the rest is for later. Let’s mix and mingle with the group. Let’s see if we can find the elusive Neil.”

Carrie watches Cindy join the others, and she once more scans the faces for Neil. A sudden feeling of dread starts to well up inside of her. It’s not possible that Neil arrived after her, and there was no way she had passed him without noticing.

She downs the rest of the fruit punch and slowly edges around the partying people to the entrance to the clearing. She has to go back into the thicket and check to see if Neil is still somewhere outside.

Sparing another glance at her friends, she once more wedges into the tight web of branches and vines. She takes two steps forward but then stops. There is something to her left.

“Neil!”

She sees something flicker close to the water. Cautiously, she approaches, brushing the moss aside and pushing herself though the trees and Mangroves. There’s the flicker again, and she thinks she can make out a human shape. Her heart speeds up again.

“Neil, stop being such a jerk!” Carrie takes another step and suddenly finds herself ankle-deep in water. “Fuck!”

She steps back again and looks up. There’s something in the water right in front of her. Slowly, she reaches in and fishes it out. It’s Neil’s wallet. Movement on her right makes her turn, and suddenly she can see a girl with torn clothes, her skin slightly decayed and her eyes milky. The girl reaches out to her, and Carrie screams.