Title: WBY – The Love of a Girl
Characters: All the Winchesters and Jamie and River. New OCs. This will be ongoing as bits and pieces come. There will probably be domestic/parental spankings down the road but I'm not sure who is going to get in trouble – no one has acted up yet!
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This is a little bit of a departure for me. A lot of folks have asked about bringing a girl into the Winchesters. This is my take on it.
It's her hair that catches his eye in the supermarket. It is the color of the gold, honey, amber, wheat, and maize; colors that you can't find in a bottle. It is a mass of curls. Not ringlets, no; it's a riot of untamed whirls and waves and tightly wound cascades of sunshine. It's not very long though, maybe shoulder length and it frames her small face as she carelessly brushes it out of the way. Her hand is in a bin of penny candy as she turns to him, blue eyes impossibly big and her lashes dark.
"Wanna piece, Mister?" she asks. Without letting him answer, she offers him a gummy worm. He accepts it and her hand touches his. Hers small and sticky, his large and callused.
"Thank you," Adam says as he squats down next to her.
"Is your momma around?"
The little girl nods solemnly, "She's getting the food for freakin' dinner."
Adam grins, "Freakin' dinner."
"Yeah," she says, "Momma hates to cook. She says if she could take a pill, like in Willie Wonka, it would be best. " She looks knowingly at Adam," Of course, that was gum, not a pill but its almost the same.
But I don't know. Veruca turned into a blueberry. That would be kinda cool, but it would be kinda yucky too. I mean, it would be fun to roll around and purple is my favorite color, but it would be hard to go swimming like that. I like to go swimming. Do you like to go swimming?"
Adam nods, "I sure do. My dad has a swimming pond; it has a floating raft and everything!"
Her blue eyes light up, that is, if they could get any brighter. She pops another gummy worm in her mouth. As far as she is concerned, this is a help yourself candy counter.
"So, little one, how about we buy you a bag of candy, that is if your momma says we can."
"Okay," she grabs Adam's hand. It is so tiny in his and sticky with gummy worms. It reminds him of a smaller version of Jamie. He's not really good at judging ages but he figures she might my five or so. Jamie is sixteen now, far passed the time when he is comfortable holding Adam's hand.
She tows him down a grocery aisle, "My name is Mandy. It's short for Manda but Momma says when I was borned I looked like a Mandy instead of a Manda."
"That makes sense," Adam agrees.
"My name is Adam, " he says as she continues to drag him down the aisle.
"Look there!" She says and she offers both of her arms to his, the universal kid sign for pick me up.
He does so without thinking and she curls her sticky fingers around his neck and reaches up high, pulling down a bag of marshmallows.
"Somebody's got a sweet tooth huh?" He laughs.
She turns to him her face just an inch or two from his, one hand clutching the marshmallows. "Momma says that too, but my teeth don't taste sweet." As if to check it out she runs a tongue over her front teeth, tasting their lack of sugar.
"Nope," she affirms, "But there is some gummy worms stuck in between see!" She opens her mouth and he nods as he sees red gummy worm squashed in the back of her molars.
"I see," Adam says.
"Amanda!" comes a voice from down the aisle.
Adam looks to see a slender blonde woman. She is pushing a cart that looks woefully short on groceries.
Adam wants to drop Mandy on the floor at the sound of her mother's voice. It's a Mom voice, meant to stop whatever a child is doing. RIGHT NOW! Adam hasn't heard the mom voice in a while but he can't help but react.
"Sorry," he says as he gently deposits Mandy on the ground.
"Are you okay?" she asks Mandy, obviously concerned at seeing her daughter in the clutches of a grown man.
"Momma," Mandy says completely unrepentant, "This is Adam and he wants to buy me a bag of candy."
Instantly it occurs to Adam how horrible it sounds.
"No, ma'am." Adam sputters, "I mean yes, I was going to buy her candy but only because she was eating it on her own. Then she wanted the marshmallows and I didn't even think. I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything!"
"Amanda Beth, what have I told you about talking to strangers?"
"Not to do it, Momma. But he's not a stranger, he's Adam!"
Adam recovers a bit and offers a hand to Amanda's mom, it's sticky with gummy worms, "Adam Winchester, nice to meet you."
She squints her eyes at Adam. Adam knows he doesn't look terribly reputable. He's wearing faded jeans and a flannel shirt over a t-shirt. He has spent the morning under his Harley and there are smears of grease on the t-shirt but he had washed his hands before coming to the store. It hasn't done anything for his fingernails though which are blackened with oil from his baby.
She considers him a moment and then offers her hand, "Elizabeth Martin."
"And I'm Manda Lizabeth Martin!" Mandy says proudly.
"Nice to meet you both," Adam says. And yeah, Mandy is adorable but her momma is gorgeous. She isn't wearing any makeup and she looks tired but she radiates the brilliance that is so obvious in Mandy.
"Can I invite you two to dinner?" Adam says.
"What?" Elizabeth says, "And give up all of this?" She waves vaguely at the meager offerings in her basket.
"Well, I make a mean homemade BBQ. I'm heading to my dad's house. It's not too far and I know they would love to have you."
"Your dad? You want me to meet your parents? Don't you think we are pushing this grocery store relationship a little fast?"
"Oh, I don't know. I have it from a reliable source that you don't like to cook. I love to cook and my brothers like it even more. If you want, you can buy your stuff and I'll help you load it up in your car. You can follow me to my dad's house. We can keep the cold stuff in Dad's fridge. I promise I'm not a serial killer and if you want to leave, well, your car is there and like I said, it's not too far."
Elizabeth thinks for a moment and then looks at Mandy. "What do you think, Boo? Wanna go to a cookout?"
"Do I ever! We never had a cookout – unless you count the time that you burned the chicken and we had to eat outside 'cause the inside was too stinky."
Elizabeth smiles and Mandy grins at him. Adam thinks this is going to be one awesome cookout.