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"Never better!" Alice blurted, slapping Dean again, when she turned to Gilbert.

Gilbert raised an eyebrow, wincing when his mark began burning. He gripped it tightly and his breath hitched.

"Gill? Are you okay?!" she asked hurrying over to him.

"Ouch..." Dean muttered, rubbing his face where she's slapped him.

"Yeah, no- I'm fine." Gilbert grumbled, walking over to the sink and running the water over his arm, through the sleeve. Only his closest friends had ever seen his tattoo.

Alice followed him quickly, "Are you sure?" she asked worridly.

"Yeah..No..Uh, yeah i'm awesomely fine!" Gilbert said trying to sound convinicing, but the burning kept coming. "fuuuu**.." He muttered, turning the water on higher.

Alice backed up and nodded slowly, "Okay then..." she said doubtfully.

Tears pricket Gilberts eyes and he shook his head.
"Nevermind not okay." He said in a strained voice.

"Oh my god, I knew it." alcis whimpered, hurrying up behind him. "I knew you weren't okay..." she said softly. Her voice was nothing but worry. However, she couldn't see what was hurting him.

Gilbert felt like his arm was being ripped off, the burning was so intense..
"I need something- Ahh.." He winced, and his red eyes flicked to the freezer. "Ice."

Alice nodded and instantly rand to the fridge, grabbing an ice pack and bringing it back to him.


Dean came in to find Rodney, flipping through the book.

((Rodney should show him the picture of Gilbert he saw in the book Or there should be a picture of the mark on his arm in he book- because that is what lets him be the "Leader" of the..monster things x3))

Gilbert shakily took it and pressed the ice pack against his arm, sighing in relief.

((Hehe okay!)

"Dean.." Rodney whispered, before his friend could leave. Dean turned to look at him, "What?" he asked just as quietly.

"Who does this look like to you?!" Rodney whimpered.

Dean leaned forward and looked at a pale, poor quality photo in the book. "Elvis Presley." Dean smirked.

"Dean...!" Rodney whined.

"What? It's a crappy photo, you can't tell who it is.... but I guess it Kinda looks like Gilbert."

"Not so loud!" Rodney hissed.

Alice watched Gil quietly.

Gilbert didn't care anymore, he pulled up his sleeve and put the icepack directly on the mark, before sighing with pleasure.

"That's who it is!" Rodney whimpered.

"You're insane-"

"Dean think about it!"

Dean rolled his eyes, "Do you have proof?"

"Well no... but all the creature in this book, they all are afraid of him! He rules them-"

"-Rodney-"

"No Dean! It's true... you know that game we played last summer. 'Bloody Mary'?"

"It's a joke Rodney."

"No, she's real to! She's in this book!" He flipped to a page and showed it to Dean. Their was a picture of a lovely young women, from what looked like the old west.

"So what?" Dean asked.

"We have to talk to her-"

"Rodney! That game's a hoax, Bloody Mary isn't real, and she won't show up in the mirror if we call her name!" Dean snapped.