Authors Note: Emma is my only character. Do not own anything else. I would appreciate reviews so I know if I should keep going on this story or if it's a bust. After this chapter the story will be written in a characters POV and not third person. Also working on the title so bear with the title for now ^^"
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural. The dialog in the story keeps true to the episodes by Eric Kripke. This story is for fun, not profit.
LEATHERFACE
She walked out of the diner near the bus station to witness someone sitting on her bike trying to hotwire it. Slowly she walked over and kicked his foot making him jump. "Do you know what happens when an owner catches someone else messin' with their bike?" She asked him. He looked from her heeled shoes to her slightly torn jeans, up to her tight leather jacket and finally to the scowl on her face nearly hidden by her long blonde hair. "I'm sure it's horrifying, but tell your boyfriend it'll be for a good cause." The tall boy said. She reached in her boot quickly and pulled out a knife holding it to his throat. "You are going to get off my bike right now and tell me the cause and maybe I'll help. Are we clear?" He held up his hands defensively and carefully got off the bike. "Ok I'm sorry for my comment." She put the knife away and sat on her bike. "How can I help you?" She asked looking at his clothes of jeans, T-shirt, brown hair and around three bags he held. "My name is Sam Winchester. I need a ride to check on my brother to make sure he's ok." She sighed heavily. "Winchester? Damnit." She got off her bike and took Sam's bags strapping them on the bike securely. "What?" He asked. "Your father was a friend of my family. Plus the Winchesters are hunters. Have to help fellow hunters, family code." She said and got on the bike starting it. "You know my dad?" Sam asked confused. "Not personally. Know you and Dean though. You stayed with my family while your dad went on a few hunts. The name's Emma. Are we goin' or what?" She said. Sam hesitantly got on the bike. "Where to?" Emma asked. "Burkitsville." Sam said as Emma hit the throttle. "Damnit. You guys are hunting the scarecrow thing?" "I guess. I was on my way to California." Sam said. Emma nodded and quietly road to the known orchard in Burkitsville.
They pulled up to the orchard and dismounted. "We better hurry. They probably stranded him here since it's the last night for their stupid sacrifice." Sam walked ahead as Emma was in search of Leatherface. Sam found Dean close to the location of the scarecrow and went to untie him. "I take back everything I said about you. I'm glad you're here. How'd you get here?" Dean asked him. "I, uh, stole a bike?" Sam responded as Dean laughed. "That's my boy!" He said. "Wait. Bike?" He questioned. "It was the only thing there." Sam said as he finally untied him. Emma came up frantically. "I hate to break up this touching reunion but Leatherface isn't there so we need to hightail it out of here before we become clothing." She said while untying the girl on the tree next to dean. "Wow Sammy. A bike and… scarecrow enthusiast?" Dean questioned with his eyebrow raised. "No. I'm the woman whose bike he 'stole.' We'll talk after we're safe Dean." Emma said as she started leading the way out of the orchard. They all got to the middle where they were surrounded by some of the town's people. The girl's aunt and uncle, the Sherriff, the diner owner and one other person. "Please just let us go." The girl pleaded. "You have to let him take you Emily." Her uncle was saying. He said it again before he was stabbed from behind. Emily screamed and clung to Dean as Sam and Emma got in front of them, Emma holding out her knife. The scarecrow grabbed Emily's aunt and hooked her uncle's ankle and dragged them away as the rest of their posse ran away. "So, now that that's over, I say we get some sleep." Emma said putting her knife back in her boot and walking out of the orchard; Sam, Dean and Emily following behind.
"You guys don't have to pay for a hotel. Just stay here." Emily said as Sam, Dean and Emma dropped her off. "Are you sure? We wouldn't want to impose." Sam asked as Emma pushed past him. "He might not want to impose but I have no problem." She said striding past Emily and going toward the couch. Emily assured Sam that it was no trouble and in no time Emily went to her room while Sam and Dean joined Emma in the living room. "So, mind filling me in?" Dean asked looking at Sam. "I'm Emma. He tried to take my bike but thought it best not and I decided to help since my family's rule is to help other hunters when needed." Emma answered for Sam. "You're a hunter?" Dean asked her. "Yep. A couple times your dad left you guys in the care of my family when he went out on his jobs." Emma told him. Dean thought deeply for a moment—which most likely hurt him just a bit—before the light of realization hit his face. "You're the daughter of the motorcycle nuts huh?" He asked. "Guilty." She said and lay down on the couch. "Wow you've grown." He said. "You guys don't look half bad either." But get sleep we gotta burn the tree in the morning." She said then immediately dozed off. Sam and Dean slumbered soon after.
Emma woke first as the sun just started to rise. She went out to her bike and got a duffel bag that was hidden in one of her side pouches and brought it inside. When she shut the door she noticed Dean rummaging through the kitchen. "Still a snoop huh?" Emma asked as he looked at her and grinned. "Of course. Wow, how old were we when we last met?" He asked bringing out a slice of pie from the fridge. "Around twelve I think." Emma responded setting her bag on the counter and taking a gun out and beginning to clean it. "Yeah. You didn't like me much did you?" He laughed and asked. "I liked you fine. Would have liked you better if you didn't tip my bike for jokes." Emma said to him. "Oh yeah. Bikers get pissed when others touch their bike. I didn't know that till then. Still have nightmares about it." Dean shuddered. "Oh hush it was a small cliff." She chuckled to herself. "Whoever thought we'd meet again in Burkitsville on the Leatherface case." He said now stuffing his face. "I'm not sure but if I ever visit home I'm burning that damn scarecrow we got." Emma shuddered and went back to cleaning her guns as Sam walked in the kitchen. "Mornin Sammy." Dean said lookin at him. "What happened to your neck?" He asked. Sam touched his neck and noticed a small knick. "Probably her." He said and laughed lightly. "Oh I did knick ya huh Sammy?" She got up and examined the cut. A small blush spread across Sam's face for a second and Dean smiled widely. "What did you guys do before you came to get us?" Dean asked wiggling his eyebrows. Emma laughed and loaded her bag back up. "Oh you know rough stuff." Emma said and winked at Sam. Dean looked at him in disbelief. Sam started to stutter and Emma laughed. "Don't worry Dean. The knick was from a knife when he refused to get off my bike." Emma finished as Emily walked into the kitchen. "Mornin sunshine." Emma chirped to receive a glance from Emily. "Are we gonna find this tree or not?" She asked storming out the door. "You don't have a lot of empathy do you?" Sam asked as Dean chuckled to himself quietly. "Not for people who knew what was happening and did nothing to stop it." Emma said and went out to get her bike ready.
We headed back to the orchard and searched for the tree carrying a gallon of gas with us. We came across a tree with weird markings and knew it was the tree we had to burn. Sam poured the gas on the tree while Dean lit a tree branch. Emily held out her hand for the branch. "Let me." She told Dean. Emma stood in the background and smirked. "You know the whole town's gonna die." She said. "Good." Emily responded and dropped the branch on the tree. After we watched it burn, Sam and Dean took Emily to the bus station, Emma following behind. Emma waited till Sam and Dean were heading back to the car. They looked like they were having a heart to heart so Emma chuckled and waited. "You should be kissing my ass." I heard Sammy say. "You were dead meat." Dean said something about having a plan when they finally noticed Emma. "What are you doing here?" Sam asked. "Seems I like your company. You guys tryin to find your dad? I'll help. "Dean and Sam were going to argue but decided not to. The look in her eyes they knew she wouldn't be swayed. "So boys, where to?" She asked starting up her bike again. "We have to find our way to Pennsylvania." Dean said as they got in the car and the three of them drove off.