A/N: Thanks to the combined efforts of my friend and colleague NCSUPNATFAN we bring you A Hunter's Vacation.
This story wouldn't be possible if it wasn't for my friend NCSUPNATFAN who allowed me to write a story with her OC Larkin. This is my first attempt to write a story with another writer. I hope that you enjoy and leave reviews, as it helps both of us write more fanfics. Thank you for the time and I hope that we get to send you on one crazy adventure. Neither me, DSCWIN nor NCSUPNATFAN own any rights to Supernatural's story or characters. Christina Winchester is my creation, while Larkin is NCSUPNATFAN. Please comment and enjoy! Thank you- DSCWIN
Christina Winchester took in a deep breath of the clean pine smell as she drove up the canyon road. Her driver's side window was all the way down and she was going five miles under the designated speed limit. She wasn't in a hurry. She was on a vacation for the first time in a long time. It was going to be a month of complete relaxation away from all the hunts and monsters, and stress that it entailed. It was something she begged her brothers to accept and allow her to do. After several months of constant badgering and begging, Dean and Sam Winchester agreed and Christina left taking their late-father's black truck knowing Dean would never part with his Baby for that long and she didn't want to be left without a means of transportation. She had checked out the surrounding area and found there were a couple of interesting small towns not that far away she wanted to check out.
Even though she was technically on vacation the hidden weapon's compartment was still stocked just in case she needed something to protect herself or innocents that were around her. It was filled with weapons her father had stashed away years before and some she had added after she started hunting with her brothers.
A car honked behind her and Christina waved her hand allowing the driver to pass. She really wasn't in a hurry. She didn't want to stress out over something she couldn't control. The station wagon zoomed past her and disappeared up the road. Christina only took in a deep breath of the crisp mountain air and she felt all the anger vanish.
~DSCWIN~
She arrived at her destination, a cute B&B that would make her brother Sam approve while it would make her other brother Dean, sick to his stomach. But she had booked this eight months in advance but left the stay undetermined before she got the green light that she could stay for a month.
"Hello and welcome to the Healing Family Bed and Breakfast. Do you have a reservation?" the receptionist said smiling way too much and Christina could tell it was painful. 'She's probably the owners teenage daughter,' she thought as she smiled back, trying to be pleasant.
"Yes." Christina replied as she smiled sweetly back at her. "It's under Christina Walker." She didn't want to use her real last name just in case it was to bring unpleasant creatures there, and she didn't want to work. She wanted to relax and enjoy the time.
"Yes Miss Walker I have you right here. It says you'll be staying a month?"
"That's right; I need this little break from my job." Christina said hoping the young woman wouldn't ask too many questions but the comment fell on deaf ears; maybe it was because everyone there used that same excuse.
"Well, the list of activities will be on your bed. It also gives you our hours for the dining room and if you'd like to hike the kitchen can make up a lunch for you if you let them know in advance. You do have your own bathroom but because there will be six others here hot water will be in short supply."
"Not going to be a problem." Christina said taking the key the young woman handed her. "Is this the only copy of the key?"
"No, we have a master of all the rooms. But please don't loose it. My Dad doesn't want to have to change the locks again."
"I don't doubt that. Thank you and I'll be careful."
"You're welcome. Your room will be at the end of the hall on the second floor. It would be on your left."
"Thanks again." Christina said and picked up her bag and headed for the stairs.
~DSCWIN~
The house smelled heavily of spice potpourri which made Christina miss the musty, dusty smell of Bobby's house, but not the muggy, moldy smell of the numerous hotel rooms she had stayed at with her brothers.
She reached her room and gently pushed the key into the lock. As she fiddled with turning it smoothly, she stopped and looked back up the hallway. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end and a brief chill ran down her back while she felt her hunter senses start to swarm. As a reflex, she slowly let out a breath but nothing was proven. She shook her head thinking it was just her being tired as she did drive for nearly six hours straight.
Her door opened silently and revealed a large bright room with soft tans, whites and browns giving it a rustic feel. Christina stepped in and closed her door making the room feel more of a personal place where she could escape from the world that surrounded her.
Dropping her bag at the foot of the bed she climbed on top and let herself fall backwards knocking three of the five pillows off, sending them tumbling to the floor. She let out a satisfying chuckle and felt the paper list under her arm. She quickly noted the time breakfast, lunch and dinner were served, as well as all the rules and fun activities she could do while she was there. It seemed like this place was just what the doctor ordered and she was going to make the most of it.
As she scanned the list she felt her cell phone vibrate in her pocket. She pulled it out and raised it to her ear without seeing who it was. "Hello?"
"Time...home..." Christina looked at her phone. The name read Dean but the voice was so muffled and crackled she couldn't tell for sure.
"Dean?" She asked cautiously.
"...you...me?" the muffled voice said again. Christina once again checked her cell phone and saw she barely had any bars so that made for a bad connection.
"Dean. You. Are. Breaking. Up. Text. Only." she said slowly and loudly before hanging up and waited for a few minutes until her cell phone buzzed again. Dean was trying to call her again. Rolling her eyes, she ended the call and pulled up her text messages and typed. "Cell service is very bad here. Text only."
After she sent her message to her brother, Christina went to explore her room. The large queen size bed was directly in the middle of the room with a nightstand perfect for her to allow her phone to charge at night. A nice bed side lamp would be great to read a book, if she had thought to bring one. A large dresser was push to the side and Christina tossed her backpack on it so that she could unpack it when she felt like it.
Her phone buzzed and she saw it was a text and it made her smile. She knew her older brother hated texting but it was the only way. "Please tell me you're homesick and want to come home. Sam is already bugging me and you've only been gone half a day!"
"Chill, Dean." Christina said replying to his text. "I just got here. Nothing can drag me back home right now. Besides you had years of dealing with Sam before I came into your life. So suck it up and deal with it!"
She waited for a response for several minutes. Finally, she received a text message that said "F.U." which made her start to laugh. She was indeed going to enjoy her month of vacation.
~DSCWIN~
Lark Harrington studied the B&B as she pulled into the parking lot and parked her car. She wasn't one to really enjoyed socializing with other people. Yes, she did have relationships in the past, but after picking up the mantle of a hunter, she tended to shy away from crowds unless it was absolutely necessary to get a job done. She mainly worked alone, except for a couple of times she teamed with the Winchesters since they were hunting the same monster. She had also helped out other hunters now and then if the asked for her help. She had become friends with the brothers and their sister and found out they all knew Bobby Singer, a hunter she considered her mentor. The only reason she came here was she received a text from an unknown person inviting her here that a room had been prepaid and all she had to do was show up. Even though this sounded weird to her, she decided to check it out but was going to be sure to keep her guard up. Lark left Bobby a message of where she was at and if she hadn't contacted him back in a few days to send in the Calvary. He didn't like her going off like that, but knew she had a mind of her own and couldn't stop her.
"Hello?" the young girl that sat at the counter with a large leather bound book in front of her asked as she forced a smile. Lark could already tell she didn't want to be there any more as she did. "Do you have a reservation?"
"I believe so." Lark said already seeing two sets of couples walking around or sitting in the living room. "Larkin Harrington?"
The girl searched and nodded. "I've got you here for a month as well." She smiled hiding the confusion as she politely waved towards the couples milling around.
"Someone else paid for a month?" Lark asked and the girl nodded. "Who was it?" she questioned.
"I can't give out names of guest, but it was a young woman. She said she needed a break from her job." She turned around snagged a key and handed it to Lark. "Your room is on the second floor last door on the right. You do have your own bathroom, but since there's a surplus of people, hot water is in short supply so either take it early in the morning or at night. There is a list of activities we offer and when meals are served printed out and on your bed. If you want to hike, the kitchen can make up a lunch for you if you let them know ahead of time."
Lark nodded and grabbed her bag. As she walked up the steps she felt something brush past her knocking her off balance. Turning quickly she felt herself falling backwards until someone grab her arm and pulled her back so she could get her balance.
"There you go." a male voice said. The voice was soft and refined, making Lark turn around. The owner of the voice was tall, around 6'4" with sandy colored hair that was pulled in a fashionable spike in front. His deep blue eyes seem to engulf Lark in a sea of endless possibilities. "Need to be more careful." he chuckled and Lark nodded quickly not even able to thank the stranger for some reason. "Well I guess I'll see you around." he said with a shrug and salute before turning to continue on down the stairs. His tight fitting white shirt showed off a tanned, muscular frame and his jeans were baggy but showed off his backside nicely.