I do not own anything but Luna and anyother characters that you dont recognize. the rest belong to the CW and Erick Kripke. This is my first time publishing a story so let me know what you think please. -kt
I drove down the familiar road to Bobby's house as the moon reached mid sky. How many times I drove that path, I could not count. I hadn't had contact with Bobby in over three years and then he calls out of the blue saying he wants me to hunt with a pair of brothers. They were probably beginner hunters and he needed somebody to train them, which I was not happy about. I had a hard enough time keeping myself alive let alone two new guys that I would have to look out for.
I pulled up to the house, turned the car off, and just sat there for a sec. The porch light was on, so at least I knew someone was expecting me. The last time I had been here Bobby threw me out and told me never, never to talk to him again. I had done just that. I was nervous that it was a set up with a demon. I filled my necklace up with salt, put the flask of holy water inside my jacket pocket, grabbed my .22 caliber from the back seat and patted my ankle making sure my knife was there. I got out of the car and noticed a black Chevy Impala, year 1967, in the driveway the same one my "uncle" used to drive when I would go hunting with him. I went around to the trunk of the car and grabbed my duffel bag of clothes.
I walked up the path to the front door and knocked. A tired looking Bobby answered it. When he saw me his face turned hard and then it saddened. It was an awkward moment for both of us. I did the only thing that felt right. I hugged him.
"I missed you," I said. I could tell he was surprised. I wasn't the type of person to express her emotions but when it came to Bobby, hell, he was like my father. I let go, a little embarrassed of the emotion that I did let show. I had mastered the art of being emotionless but there was something inside of me that made me still have emotions. "I, uh, well, um, I, sorry," I flustered.
"I missed you too, Luna," he said with an era of sadness. He looked me over and sighed. "When did you get so beautiful? I am already regretting pairing you and the guys up."
"Then don't."
"I kind of have to. Theirs is too much to explain right now, just relax and we will talk about it in the morning."
"Is Uncle John here by any chance? I just saw his car in the driveway."
"Luna, I'm sorry but Uncle John died last year."
"What? How?"
"He did it to save his son. The stupid son of bitch made a deal with a demon. Luna just get some sleep it's late and the boys are sound asleep."
"Ok, we have to talk in the morning though, alone. I want answers. It's still the second door on the left right?"
"Yeah, the boys are staying in the one next to you."
"Ok, goodnight."
"Goodnight Moon."
