Onwards with the story! 

Good news: You now know where the name of the story came from

Bad news: Yeah, you all hate me for how it ended. I know.

In other news: Only two more chapters to go after today! 


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Reversal of Fate 1Jersey Shore, PA  
The door to the rundown house creaked open slowly. Dean peered around the edge of the door, gun at the ready. Once he decided the coast was clear he motioned for his brother to follow. Sam slipped in and glanced over to Dean, arching his eyebrows. "So, you're sure that this was the last house the vic was seen in?" he whispered.  
"Yeah, of course I am, Sammy!" Dean snapped. "I know how to do my damn job. Friends had him out here on a dare. House has been abandoned for about 15 years. Last owners moved out real fast when they lost their father. Craig here is lucky victim number three to disappear in the house this month."
"So, possible angry spirit?" Sam stepped over fallen chairs in the entryway. "Did their story make it sound like the father died ugly?"
"Not sure yet, couldn't get a clear story from the family. They didn't seem to take kindly to any questions about him, so there's a good chance something happened there that no one wants to rememb

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Reversal of Fate 5"This is an awful idea."
"Maybe, but you sure as hell ain't staying in the motel room alone."
"I can't see anything, I'm not gonna be any help to you in here. What if someone sees me, or bumps against you or..."
Dean pressed his hand gently against the pocket, cutting off the fairy mid-sentence. He could still feel Warren trembling against him whenever they talked, and the fairy jumped in surprise at the pressure from the hand.
"Don't stress so much. No one will come near me, and since we're looking for a freaking fairy spell book, I'm going to need your help with it." Removing his hand, Dean opened the top of the pocket slightly and peered down at the tiny Fae huddled in a corner. "It can't be all bad, can it?"
"Yeah," Warren muttered. "Held captive by an enormous human, stuffed inside of a pocket and I can't even see the outside world at all. Life's fantastic."
Dean sighed and rubbed his forehead, growing tired of the argument. "I'm not going to button it up this time so you should b

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Reversal of Fate 7Dean arrived back at the house where it had all started. Oddly enough, out of all the ingredients that he'd needed to gather, the robins’ eggs had taken him the most time. Buttercup petals were all over the place in the fields, easy to gather. He'd been able to find basil and caraway seeds in a local herb shop. On the other hand, for the robin's egg he'd had to find an Oologist, which had taken a while since he hadn't even know what an Oologist was that morning, and the closest one to town had lived an hour out. He was willing to bet that having his geektastic brother with him would have made that trip take a lot less time. Now he had all of it packed safely away in his bag, along with the items needed to build a small altar.
He reached over the back of the seat and grabbed his duffel bag from the back. Hopefully he had something in there that would be able to stop Akar. It was like grasping at straws, not knowing exactly what it was that he was up against.
Once in the cel




The story takes place after Season 6 Episode 14 Mannequin 3: The Reckoning


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