I laid in the back of the Impala my feet flat on the roof, my back on the seat my head slightly hanging off. Outside Sam and Dean were yet again arguing. Something about Demons and Angels I hadn't really cared to pay attention. I had always been the odd one out in the "family". It wasn't anything new I was the only girl and not blood related in anyway. The winchesters had rescued me when I was five. Not having any family and John being worried that demons would come back for me they took me in.
So being the odd one out wasn't out of the ordinary but lately it was started to get at me. I felt like the spare wheel the angels wanted Dean the demons Sam I was just the leftovers. Putting my feet down briefly I reached forward. I started the Impala's engine before turning the radio on.
I slowly turned the music up until AC/DC was blasting and I couldn't hear the boys. I laid back down putting my feet up I started doing air guitar in the back seat. I hadn't heard the car door slam or notice Sam and Dean had gotten in till the radio was turned down. I sat straight in the seat glaring at dean's hand as it retreated from the volume.
"I was listening to that" I informed him
"To bad Christiana" he snapped back at me
I folded my arms over my chest, Dean acted like he had a stick shoved up his as more then usual as of late. I sat in the back of the Impala staring up at the roof. trying to concentrate on the music over the boy's bickering. I rubbed my temple the all to familiar pain of a headache starting to take over.
As the car pulled to a stop I sat straight up I saw the familiar sight of Bobby's house. Sam was the first to get out of the car he was about to slam the door. I moved towards the passenger seat pushing on it. Sam moved the latch pulling to forward, I stumbled out of the back seating bolting for the house. I pushed passed Bobby as he walked out the front door.
"You idjets fighting again?" I heard him call out to my brothers.
I went straight for the kitchen, I smiled seeing the bottle of whiskey on the counter. I walked over to the counter taking the bottle I spun the lid off. lifting the bottle I put it to my lips taking a large gulp. turning around I jumped slightly startled by Castiel standing behind me.
"God damn don't do that feathers" I snapped at him.
He cleared his throat giving me the look for using his father's name in vain. I rolled my eyes I so was not in the mood for him right now, bottle in hand I pushed past him. Outside Sam and Dean were still arguing I walked out on to the porch.
"Tweedle dee, Tweedle dumb Captain Dodo's here" I told them leaning on the railing.
They both looked up at me about to snap for the nicknames when Cass came out.
"Is that my whiskey?" Bobby asked raising an eyebrow
"Mine now" I said taking a swig
"Go put that back Chris you're to young" Dean demanded
"By four fucking months Sargent freaking hypocrite!" I snapped at him
Bobby smirked at me, ever since I was little he said I was a little fire cracker. It only took till recently The boy's and I were seeing it to. I stormed back into the house taking another large swig out of the bottle. I laid back on the lumpy old couch resting the bottle on dust covered Coffee table. Bobby seriously needed a maid this place was starting to get gross.
I laid staring up at the ceiling, I could vaguely make out the symbols etched into the roof. I heard the screen door shut and the sounds of feet shuffling. I turned slightly, Bobby had came in he was wearing his ballcap, slightly tattered flannel shirt and his green vest.
"They at it the entire way here?" he asked
I curled my ring and pinky finger leaving out my middle and index finger making a gun shape. I held my hand up to my bending my thumb and moving my head. Acting like I had shot my self in the head, Bobby chuckled at my reply. He walked past me into the kitchen I reached for the bottle picking it up I brought it to my lips.
"Dean will freak if he see you drinking that" Bobby said simply
"What's he going to do ground me" I said flatly
"Honestly would not put it past him to try" Bobby said with a chuckle
I raised my brow nodding as I took a sip. I could actually seem Dean tyring to or doing some of the equivalent. Hearing footsteps coming up the porch as well as Sam and Dean's bicking voice's I sat up straight. I quickly pulled myself over the back of the couch rolling to my feet.
I hurried into the kitchen, fumbling to take a seat next to Bobby. He let out a chuckle shaking his head, I heard the screen door open. Eyes wide I scrambled to pick up a book opening to a random page I looked down just as Sam and Dean walked in.
"The bible huh Chrissy, Cas finally getting to you?" Sam teased
"Upside down to boot" Dean said coldly.
I swore to myself slowly looking up my eyes met Deans. His arms folded across his chest he gave a sour unimpressed look. He saw right through my charade. Dean had the ability to do that ever since I could remember. He was about to open his mouth to probably nag or yell at me. I shot up a little to quickly knocking the chair over, all eyes were on me.
"Who want's food, I want food I'll go get some" I said hurrying towards the door.
Sam smirked holding back a snicker, he raised a brow at me. I shot him a glare running out the door, I hurried to the screen door. Rushing down the porch steps, I went to the Impala opening the passenger door I pulled the seat forward. I leaned into the Impala pulling my jacket out I stood up Straight
"Chris!" Dean called out I cursed under my breath before turning to him
"Take the bag" he reminded me simply
Leaning back in I pulled the old brown tattered knapsack from the back seat. I held it up for Dean to see he gave approving nod, I swung the back onto my back putting my arms through arm straps. I closed the Impala door firmly, I started to walk down the driveway.
"Be back before the streetlamps are on and bring me pie!" he yelled out
Not turning around I waved him off rolling my eyes. Dean was always overwhelmingly over protective, Sam once told me it was because he felt responsible for me. Dean was the one who found me that night he was only 14 then.
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All I could see was the dark forrest, trees towering over me. Tears streaming down my eyes blurring my vision. I could feel the moss, the mud and little bits of fallen tree's against my bare feet. my chest aching, blood lightly trickling down my arm I kept running. All I could hear was the sound of my mother yelling at me to run and not stop.
The wind howled through trees I was terrified, a crack of lighting brightened the dark night sky. Distracting me I tripped on a root,falling forward .I scraped my knee on a moss covered rock before tumbling down a hill. my body hitting stones and roots as I rolled down it. I came to a halt in a puddle of water I lifted my face up from the freezing liquid.
My arms shook as I lifted myself up, my various scrapes stinging. My wet clothes clinging to my pale bruised and battered skin. I pulled my self from the ditch. Climbing up onto a road I stood there for a minute in a state of shock.
"Little girl where are you?" I heard the tormenting voice of the black eyed monster that had killed my mother.
Fear took over me, I saw a bright light in the distance. all I could think of was it could be people, I ran the tormenting laugh echoing behind. My foot got caught in a pot hole I turned to my side scraping my already cut arm more. Behind me up on the top of the hill I could see the silhouette emerging from the shadows.
I struggled to get up, I was sore a tired. My leg's felt as if they were ready to snap, my little body shaking from the cold. I kept running now with a slight limp. As I neared the source of the light I noticed it was a small motel slightly run down. I ignored the pain pulsing through my body. I stumbled up onto the side walking I saw a figure of a boy older mid teen's.
Relief rushed over me as I saw him, I didn't stop running. I ran straight at him, as he turned around a bag in hand I wrapped my arms around him. I felt his body stiffen as I held onto him tightly panting tears streaming down my face.
"H..h..help.." I stuttered out softly
Pulling me away gently, he crouched down in front of me. I wiped the tears from my eyes as he put his hands on my shoulders. he looked at me eyes of concern, I held onto his arms gripping his flannel over shirt.
"What happened?" he asked firmly
"This monster lady killed my mommy and daddy… she had black eyes she's after me… don't let her get me" I my little voice squeaked pleading I held onto him tightly.
"Little Girl!" I heard the voice call out
My eyes went wide I let go of his arms wrapping mine the best I could around his waist. I hid my face in his chest, the boy had one knee on the ground the other bent. He held me to him protectively with one hand the other reaching around in the bag. I peeked my eyes out to see him pulling out a gun I held onto him tighter. His body tensed again I heard wet footsteps echoing.
"A little boy with a gun" The womans voice teased
I turned my head to look at her, she was wearing a floral dress. Her skin a light olive color her hair curled bushy and brown her eyes blacked out completely. The boy's hand left my back for a moment to hold the gun up straight at the lady. A Gunshot blast caused me to yelp and hold onto the boy tighter. The shot hadn't come from him I was too scared to look up.
"Dean bring the kid inside" I heard an older male voice say
The boy named Dean scooped me up holding me to him. I could feel the gun on my back as he carried me side. The warmth hit me like a ton of brick, I was placed on a soft surface.
"Who's that?" Another male voice said this time younger
A younger boy who looked no more then then ten or so walk into view. I could see the family resemblance between him and Dean. Dean took his flannel off wrapping it around me gently, he turned to his younger brother.
"I'm not sure Sammy, figure it out get her fixed up and don't open that door unless it's me or dad understood" Dean said firmly
The boy name Sam nodded, Dean looked at me for a second. Giving me a comforting nod before he picked the gun back up and walked out the door closing it firmly behind him. Sam ran over to the door locking all the locks, he took the large container of salt from the desk and poured it in front of the door. He closed the curtains firmly, he poured salt on the windowsill. Sam picked up a small box from the pile of bags on the floor he walked over to me.
"What's you're name?" he asked softly.
" Christiana" I said softly.
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I hadn't notice I had stopped walking till I was sprayed with water from a truck. It snapped me back to reality I didn't even realize I had walked most of the way to town already. I was now wet and very uncomfortable, continued walking to town. I was more the excited to reach the coffee shop I hurried the warm air rushed over to me I sighed.
The place was pretty bare I guess most people didn't want coffee at four pm on a sunday. I walked over to counter ordering a double hot chocolate with whip cream and chocolate drizzle. When my order was finished, I took my cup and walked over to the window bench. I placed my cup up onto the counter and stepped up onto ledge sitting on the stool.
"Attacked by a puddle?" I heard a male voice say beside me as I took a sip of my drink.
Mid sip I turned my head to see a man beside me. He had dark hair and the most vibrant sapphire blue eyes I ever saw. He was the most gorgeous thing I have ever saw. He gave a smirk I felt like my heart was going to rip from my chest.
"Something like that.." I mumbled slightly the man chuckled
"I'm Dorian" he said a smile
"Chrissy" I said returning his smile
"And how are you this wet day?" He quizzed intrigued
"Considering, It's pretty could be worse" I said with a chuckle
I sat there with Dorian, chatting, laughing even a little goofing off. As we sat there me drinking a hot chocolate him a tea. A minute seemed like seconds and a hour seemed like minutes. It had been a long time since I had any connection with someone. I didn't have much contact with people.
That weren't Sam Dean, Bobby or Cass, another hunter or something else to do with the supernatural. As we got up to leave after a conversation that had reminded me about the dinner. my heart stopped as I stepped outside the sky was darkening the street lighter were already on,I looked at the clock that towered over the town.
"I am so dead.." I muttered to myself
"Why is that?" Dorian quizzed leaning on a lamp post
" I should of been back by now" I admitted
"Well we better hurry and get that food you forgot" Dorian chuckled I blushed slightly.
We hurried to the Dinner, I ordered my food I balanced the bag's on my arms. Dorian held the door open for me I hurried out. I turned slightly giving him a slight wave as I rushed away. I stopped at slight cross roads, I could stick to the road and take extra twenty minutes or take the bike path and face a fear.
I bit the inside of my lip turning down the bike bath I ran as fast as I could. Coming out on the other side the sky was losing the last bit of color. I ran down the road taking a sharp turn into Bobby's driveway, I could see Dean shadow. He was pacing in the front room.
I headed around back walking up the back porch, I could see Sam through the back window. He was leaning against the kitchen counter sipping a beer. walking to the door I turned the handle slowly nudging it open quietly. as I walked in Sam raised a brow smirking at me. I lifted my arm putting a finger to my lips I hushed him.
I could hear Dean grumbling in the front room about wanting to go find me. Bobby was telling him to sit down that I was probably enjoying the peace away from Him and Sam fighting. Which really I kinda was, It was nice not having to talk about demons and angels. I placed the bags on the table taking the containers out I started piling them on table. I took my sandwich in one hand unwrapping it and walked innocently into the front room. Dean was opening the front door as I walked in.
"That's it I'm going to find her" he snapped
"Find who?" I asked in curious voice
Dean whipped around eyes wide, I could swear the vain on his neck was going to burst. I sat down beside Bobby on the couch innocently unwrapping my sandwich and nibbling it.
"You're late!" he snapped at me
"I got distracted" I said innocently
I took a big bite out of my sandwich, giving him big puppy eyes. I heard Sam chuckle from the kitchen, Dean let out a sigh his fists relaxing into have clenched.
"Such an airhead" he mumbled shaking his head
"I got you two pies" I said in a sing song voice
"Yet a genius" his voice perked up and he headed for at the kitchen
Sam came and sat next to me on the couch, while Bobby stood up to get his food. Sam put his beer down opening his burger and fry container.
"You know Chrissy one day, those big eyes aren't gonna work on him then what?" Sam teased nudging me
"Eh figure that bridge out when I come to it" I said shrugging biting my sandwhich.
A week went by and Dean hadn't let me go anywhere without him or sam. Staying in the house drove me nuts they bickered constantly. Bobby seemed to be able to ignore it but I couldn't, I was ready to rip my hair out. Tonight was halloween and all I wanted to do was go trick or treating. Something Dean was dead set against it, didn't matter how much puppy eyes or begging I did.
"Please Dean please!" I begged following him around the house
"I said no Christiana that's finale" He said firmly.
"Why not!" I pouted stomping my foot.
"Halloween is the night all the freaks come out supernatural or not. It's not safe" Dean said firmly in a demanding tone
"Sammy!" pouted whining
Sam put his beer down standing up he walked over to Dean.
"Cmon man what's the harm of taking her out for a couple hour's" Sam asked.
"It's dangerous!" Dean snapped at his brother
Then it started both boy's started arguing, I bit my lip holding in a smirk. my plan had worked, the two would fight over anything. I slowly backed away into the kitchen I pulled Jean's leather jacket off the back of the chair. I slid my hand in his pockets there was a blade and thing of holy water. In the other pocket was the key's to the Impala I couldn't help but smirk.
Sam and Dean's voices had raised as they had a shouting match, I hurried out the back door. I made a stop at the Impala taking the pillow case of my car pillow. I hurried off into town a smirk on my face, as I got away.
I had been trick or treating for over an hour, I was expecting Dean to show up any minute. I was sure they had noticed I was gone by now and that the key's were missing. Gripping my bag in hand I headed towards the next house, two hands poking my waist caused me to yelp and flinch. I whipped around to see Dorian chuckling at my reaction.
"Asshole!" I snapped at him
"Aww did I scare you" he teased
"Shut up" I muttered nudging him he chuckled.
"So you're brother's know you're out here alone?" he questioned
"They're not really my brother's just act like it and noo" I said the last part with a guilty tone.
"Naughty girl" He taunted
"I so couldn't take another night there I'd lose it" I told him truthfully he chuckled
"That bad huh?" he quizzed
" I was ready to throw myself out a window just to get free of them" I informed he chuckled
"C'mon I wanna show you something?" he said smiling
Everything I had been taught and raised to do seemed to melt away with that smile. I bit my lip nervously, the nagging sensation to deny him and walk away nipped at the back of my head. My gut telling me to turn away this was a bad idea, but I seemed to lose proper function when he smiled. Despite everything that I knew was right I nodded to him with a smile.
I took his outstretched hand, he pulled me to him gently. He walked me through the crowds of kids, turning through alley's and side roads. We walked up to a large old abandoned house. The nagging feeling that had started dissipating came back full force.
"It's a haunted house" he said smirking
We clearly had two different feelings about this. I'd seen ghost I knew what it felt to be on the wrong side of an angry spirit. Him on the other hand had know idea. I took a deep breath hoping it was just a myth with no truth. We walked up to the house, Dorian held the door open for me, i did a little curtsy he chuckled. We walked around the house Dorian trying to scare me every five minutes.
I wandered away slightly, Dorian had gotten distracted by a dusty bookcase. I found myself staring at a portrait of an old lady, she was wearing a white lace dress. Her hair was pinned up into ringlets, she had porcelain skin that looked a smooth as silk. She had a single beauty mark above her left lip. A beautiful Sapphire pendant hung around her neck gracefully my eyes couldn't seem to move from it.
"Beautiful isn't she?" Dorian's voice took me by surprise causing me to jump
"stunning" I said in a slight daze my eyes locked on the portrait
I felt my hair moved from around my gently, something smooth and cold draped around my neck hanging just above my chest. I lifted my hand up I felt a cold oval shape. I slowly looked down to see the necklace from the portrait, I turned to face Dorian. Fear struck my eyes wide as I stared him. Baring his razor sharp teeth his eye narrowed in on me. Like a predator to it's prey and it's exactly what I was.
"This will only hurt a bit, it's just so I know you wont fight when I change you" he smirked.
Instinct started to take over me It was fight or flight. All I had on me was a silver blade and bottle of holy water neither really effective on vampires. Dorian took a step closed I flicked the blade out of my pocket and without warning cut his cheek. Dorien pulled away looking down he touched his now bleeding cheek. I heard him tsk me a couple time, I took off running knowing it was the only chance.
Running down the hall, Dorian's voice chuckled taunting me. He knew as well as I did even if by a miracle I got outside I was still fucked. Running past a bathroom I screeched to a halt, sliding into it I slammed the door. I locked the door knowing it wouldn't do much. I sat with my back to the door taking deep breaths trying to calm my heart beat.
I was fucked and I knew it, If he wanted to Dorien could break through the door and end me just like that. but as he called out my name I knew he was taunting me delaying the inevitable. All I could think is how stupid I was why didn't I listen to Dean, why was I so stupid. I heard the footsteps grew louder echoing down the hallway.
Forcing back the tears I closed the knife still gripped tightly in my hand. I shoved my hands in the pockets of Dean's leather jacket. Resting my head against the door I felt the cold bottle of the holy water against my skin. My eyes shot up I jumped to my feet, I bit my lip closing my eyes tight.
"Feather Ass t if you're listening, I know this is unusual but I need you!" I said quietly
Standing there hands balled into fists in the jacket, I kept my eyes shut tight. I was almost terrified to open them, scared Cas didn't hear me or didn't care to listen. Slowly I opened my eyes, relief and joy washed over me as Castiel's robotic confused face looked at me. I lunged at him hugging him tightly he looked confused.
"Get me out of her plea-" I was cut off by the door bursting open.
Terrified I held onto Castiel like I had Dean that night so many year's ago. My eyes locked on Dorian who was looking at me with a smirk. I squeezed Castiel shutting my eyes tightly preparing for the worst.
"What hell?" I heard Bobby's scratchy voice curse
I opened my eyes I was safe, I was back at Bobby's in his kitchen. He was looking at me and Castiel with a confused and shocked look. I wasn't sure if it was because I just randomly appeared in his kitchen with Cas Or I was clinging onto Cas like my life depended on it. which at the time It did.
Before Bobby could say anything else I darted out of the kitchen. Both Sam and Dean got up as I entered the main room, they both looked they were about to burst. I went straight for the duffle bag, they both looked at me curiously. I pulled out he machete and bottle of dead mans blood. I walked over to the closet stopping half way to steal the half eaten bag of mini chocolate bars from Dean.
Before any of them could say anything I opened the closet door pulling myself in I closed the door behind me firmly. I put the bottle by my feet, the bag between my legs I gripped the machete tightly.
"What the hell?" I heard Sam say confused
"Beat's me ask Cas" Bobby's voice said walking from the kitchen.
"Cass!" Dean said his voice demanding
"I'm not entirely sure what happened, she called me and I saved her from a vampire" Was all Cas said
"Son of a bitch" Dean snapped
"Sam take her to the saferoom we'll keep an eye out" Bobby directed
"I'm not fucking moving from this closet till he is decapitated, injected with dead mans blood, dismembered, soaked in holy water and salt and burned" I announced loudly I heard Sam snicker followed by an ow
"Want to explain why a vamp want's you?" I head Dean say his voice rather close to the closet.
"No not really" I said simply shoving a miniature mars bar into my mouth.
Dean opened the closet door, I could see Sam standing front and center watching the door. Dean leaned in my way raising an eyebrow at me.
"To bad" he said stealing a chocolate bar from the bag I groaned.
"Okay so he sorta may kinda want me to be his like Vampire bride or some shit" I said trying to close the door, Dean stopped me giving me a serious look.
"Dean, lecture her later" Sam asked his brother,
"Yeah listen to jolly green giant" I said closing the door just missing Deans finger's
Sitting there I heard the door burst open, there was a struggle in the main room. Closing my eye gripping the machete I started humming crazy train to myself. There was a loud bash I felt weightless for a second before my back hit the side of the closet with a hard thud I was knocked over. I groaned the door opened, I could see Dean and Bobby both fighting with Dorian. I looked beside me to see Sam groaning holding his side.
I felt my eye twitch, I didn't like seeing Sam or Dean hurt. It irked something in me like nothing else, it fueled a rage inside me. I knew I couldn't just go up to him and try to chop his head off. If Dean alone was having a hard time I was screwed if I just went for it.
I felt the blade in my pocket I picked up the bottle of deadmans blood. opening the knife I shoved the blade into the cork topper of the bottle. I could see Sam slowly trying to regain consciousness. I was scared my body shaking, I had to help even if Dean would freak on me for it. I stood up shoving the bottle and blade in my pocket. I took a couple steps forward I felt Sam try to stop me his hand brushed my leg.
"Stop!" I screamed the top of my lungs.
Everything went silent, Dorian held both Bobby and Dean in the air there feet not touching the floor. I could see the anger in Dean's eyes he tried to speak but Dorian's grip was too tight. I took another step forward he turned his head at me quizzingly. Closing my eyes for a minute I opened them they watered slightly. I gave him the same teary eyed puppy look I gave Dean more time then I could remember.
"I'll do whatever you ask.. just please.. leave them alone…" I begged my voice soft and shaking.
"Chr-" Dean started to say
He was flung into the wall, Bobby flew in the opposite direction. He held his hand out to me, I took a deep breath taking a step forward. Feather's I know you can hear me, when I make the move you better burn this son of a bitch. I thought in my head knowing Cass could hear my thoughts. My hand touched Dorian's he pulled me to him, I saw Dean try to move his arm collapsed under him. as I looked at him I had never see his face in so much pain not physical but emotional. He looked hurt and betrayed.
"Any last words my love" Dorian whispered in my ear holding me to him.
"Yes" I said quietly I pulled away slightly he gave a speak then look.
"Dorian.." I spoke softly
"Yes" He replied as if knowing what I was going to say
"You Son of a bitch you are never going to touch my family again" I snapped at him
He was taken back a look of shock and confusion in his face. I pulled the blade straight out of the bottle plunging it into his chest were his heart once beat. He screamed in agony as I removed the blade stepping back, he clutched over his open wound. I ripped the necklace from around my neck throwing it at him. He gripped it tightly trying to stand up, I moved to the side. Turning my head Castiel appeared, the rest of us covered our eyes knowing what was to come. there was a bright flash, uncovering my eyes Dorian was now a pile of ash.
I tipped the couch back up sitting down I picked up the bottle of whiskey that had fallen on the floor. As it got to my lips it was yanked away Dean was glaring down at me clutching his side. I could tell he wanted to snap at me and if I was a boy probably knock me into next week.
"You really need to give me more credit" I stood up patting his shoulder as I spoke
I quickly snatched the bottle from his hand taking a long drink from it as I passed Cass.
"She does have a point.." Sam grumbled in pain.
"Doesn't change anything" Dean retorted bitterly.
I didn't leave the kitchen after that. finished off the rest of the bottle while they argued. After that I don't really remember much of what happened except for having horrible nightmares.