This is my first Supernatural story. There is A LOT that's in the show in this story. It is basically the show but with my OC in it, and changing the story a bit. I don't want to hear about how this is just like the show. I know this, don't tell me and also I am Dyslexic so my spelling and grammar isn't the best. I do my best and that matters. Well I hope you love this story as much as I do.
"Darling, you in here? I thought I heard Hazel crying." A man of the age of 35, called out for his wife. He walked towards his three month baby girl's room. He peered into the room, seeing his wife wasn't there. His baby girl was looking at him with her bright hazel green eyes. The same as her mother. It was where she got her name from.
He quietly walked up to her crib and started to play with her small fingers. She smiled and gripped on to his finger. "You know your are supposed be sleeping." He grabbed her in his arms. "Shhh, don't tell mama." She cooed at him.
Suddenly something red fell on the baby's cheek. "What is that?" He dabbed it with his finger. "That's blood. Where the hell did it come from?" Another drop of blood, landing in the baby girl's left eye. "Hazel!" He tried to get the blood out of his now crying daughter's eye. The man looked up and saw his wife pinned to the ceiling with her stomach cut.
"Karen!" The man's wife then suddenly started on fire. The man knew there was no way of helping his wife and ran out of the house with his three mouth baby, in his arms. He looked back at his burning house, thinking of his now late wife. He knew that it was something evil that killed his wife. He started to pet the little baby girl who was now whimpering.
The scene changed to another man. His name was Sam. Blood fell on his face, just like the other dream. He looked up at his girlfriend, who was pined to the ceiling.
"Jess! No!"
I shot up, out of bed, gasping. Sweat was dripping from my body and my left eye sting like crazy. These dreams are killing me. There was a knock on my door.
"Yeah…?" My mother opened the door and walked in.
"Are you okay?" I just wiped my forehead of the sweat and started to rub my left eye.
"Yeah, nightmare." She was half ready for work. Make up on hair not done. "Beside, I have to get ready for my trip." I pushed my blanket off of me and pulled myself out of bed. I grabbed my cigarettes and my pipe.
"I was just about say take your meds." My meds is medicinal pot, for my sever depression, anxiety, stress, and a few other things. Pot was the only thing that would work really. Well with out turning me into a zombie or a mass killer.
"Yeah, yeah I know." I started to rub my eye harder. The sting wasn't going away.
"Is your eye bothering you again?" I looked over at her. I shook my head no.
"No, um…I hit my eye when I woke up." I knew she doesn't really believe half of what I say, so why tell her the truth anyways.
"Do you really have to go? I mean maybe you should wait a year before you go some where else and-" I held up my hand and shook my head.
"I have to go. I think this will help…" I was trying to think of the right words. "…with everything." I told my mom I was going to go see my dad. I was really going to find two guys name, Sam and Dean and see why, maybe, I have been seeing their lives for the past 4 years. I also want to find the father of that baby and possibly find John. The man I met on my first hunt. I don't really remember my first hunt but I remember John. I wish I knew his last name or maybe see him once.
"Ok sweetheart." She looked at me. I hated when she looked at me and wasn't saying anything. It's like she scared of me. "I have to finish getting ready." She closed my door, leaving me to myself.
"Tsh." I love my mother but I also hate living with her. I can't stand the fact that she's doesn't believe me and that she scared of what I have become. I turned back towards my almost packed backpack. "Okay, Rose, you got this." I said to myself as I started to put cleaning clothes on. I packed my bag for my trip and walked out of my room as my mother was about to knock.
"I came to say goodbye, I have to go to work. I see you are all ready to go as well." I smiled at her.
"Yeah Megan, is picking me up." She hugged me to her.
"I love you sweetheart. Please stay safe." I hugged her back.
"I will mom." I walked out of the house, seeing Megan, waiting for me. I pulled my backpack off my back and got in the car. I pushed my backpack on the floor of the car. "Take me to the bus station." I looked out the front window.
"Bus station? I thought I would be taking you to the airport?" I looked at my friend.
"I will save more money by taking a bus. Now take me to the bus station." She nodded her head. Besides they don't really check your shit at Bus stations. I have to many knifes and a two guns in my bags.
"So why are you going to your dad's, in the first place? I thought you hated your father for one and two I think you should wait a year before going some where else." I just shook my head, as I took out my soda.
"You know it's some times scary how much you and my mother sound a like. She asked and said the same thing." I untwisted my Mt. Dew cap and took a drink.
"Yeah well, some times you need to hear twice before you get it threw your head." I just sarcastically laughed at her.
"Funny, but no I really think that maybe going out seeing some new fucking shit will help with the fuck-feast going on in my head." As I said that I thumped myself in the head.
"Are you sure, Rose? I mean what will you do if you met someone? Bring them here or stay with them?" I light another cigarette.
"No I don't plan to met anyone like that. Fuck that. I don't need that shit right now. I think going on a trip like this is good for me but dating…hell na." She smiled.
"I'm gonna miss you like crazy." I looked at her from the corner of my eyes.
"I'm going to miss you too…" I wanted to say more. I just didn't know how. She saw how bad I was. "Thank you…for everything." She give me a confused face. "You stuck by my side, even when I was a royal bitch. So thank you, for still being my friend." She give me a small smile.
"Rose, are you kidding…you're my crazy bitch." She pulled in to the bus stop. "Well here we are." She looked at me. "When ever you're ready, come home. Even if that takes a few years." She shrugged her shoulders. "You never know maybe I'll join you soon." I laughed, it was mostly fake. If I was around Sam and Dean, I don't want her around. Not with what we do. Hell if I was by myself I don't want her around. I don't plan to come back. I plan to hunt. It's the only thing I can really do with my life.
"Yeah maybe." I took a deep breath. "Love you, hun. I'll keep in touch." I reached over the middle and hugged her.
"Love you too Rose and you better." I grabbed my bag, as I opened the door. I walked up to the front counter. The woman up there, look to be in her mid-forties, brown with a few grey hairs, and brown eyes. She was pretty skinny as well. Poor woman just looked so worn down and like she hasn't had a good meal in a week.
"One Ticket to Jericho, California, please." I handed her my ID, knowing she must think I'm only 16. I look a lot young then I really am.
"Oh you're 20...really?" I smiled and give a small laugh.
"Yeah, just turned." She give me a smile. "You have kids?" She looked up stared.
"Yeah I do, how did you guess."
"You just look the part." She handed me the Ticket and I handed her the money for the ticket. I also handed three hundred dollars.
"Get you and your family some food in your house, then get food stamps. There's nothing wrong with taking the help when you need." I give her a kind smile, as tears filled her eyes.
"Oh god…thank you…thank you so much…but it's too much I can't take it." She tried to handed it back but I pushed her hands back.
"Really take it. Think of it as a tip and a Pay it forward." I took my ticket and give her one last wave. "Have a nice day ma'am and you were so helpful." That really made my day. That I could help a family eat for at less a month. A month of not worrying about how you are going to get food, really dose help. I sat down and pulled out my drawing book. I flipped to the page of Sam and Dean now a days. I have pictures from every year, well that I have been seeing them. I started to finish Sam's hair.
I couldn't wait to meet them finally. To really be there and see them and to prove to myself that they are real. I know the supernatural is real. I have been hunting them since the first time I saw the boys to a hunt. I only hunted around my area. I would go for a weekend at a 'friends' and I would be hunting.
"The bus to Jericho, California is now loading." The intercom called out in a tired gloomy tone.
"Someone's not in a good mood." I slammed my book closed and sliding it back in to my backpack. Zipping it up, as I ran to the bus to try and get a good seat. I give my ticket to the bus driver and slid in the last seat in the back. Just where I wanted to me. Away from everyone else. I pulled my iPod out and put my buds in.
'I just hope they take a pit-stop, so I can have a smoke.' I clicked a random song and let the music carry me to sleep.