Brie woke up in an empty warehouse. How she got to the warehouse, she was unsure. The last thing she remembered was being dead. Yes, that was it. Brielle Reynolds, also known as Kiriel and Niamh was dead, or at least, had been. That was an awkward conclusion to come to, especially when you had just woken up. The angels had done it. Damn Castiel and his family. Her mind drifted towards the thought of Gabriel. She thought of the simple note she had left for him. It was almost uncaring of her to leave only a note, when she knew she was going to her death. Unfortunately, that was in the past and she couldn't do anything about it. Maybe she could go back and explain it all, but first she need to find Dean.
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She found him at a bar, go figure. He was downing shots rather quickly. It was almost pathetic, but he had an excuse. She approached him and signaled the bartender.
"Can I buy you a drink, sweetie?" she asked.
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Dean's head whipped up when he heard the distinct Scottish accent of the girl he had watched die days before. He looked to see her smirking at him. "Hiya, Bitch," she laughed. He glared at her.
"That's my line," he shot back. She laughed and sat down. "So how are you…"
"Alive? I have no clue?" she answered his question. He looked at her. "Sound a bit familiar, Dean-o? Except I know no angel brought me back."
"Are you going to tell Gabriel?"
"Eventually, but I don't know," She replied. Her mind went back to the topic of Gabriel. What was he doing? HOW was he doing?
Gabriel sat at the bar wishing it was possible to drink himself to death. She had left a note, a freaking note. She didn't have the courage to say goodbye to him in person, it showed her love for him. Why she turned herself in, no one would ever know. Why? Why did she do it? Why didn't she tell him? Why did his family have to kill her? The whys were virtually endless. He downed another shot.
That stupid, stupid girl, why had he let himself fall for her? Another shot went down. In the background, a singer took the stage in the bar. Gabriel didn't look at her, bar performers reminded him of her. When she started singing he looked up, startled.
Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends
Brie stood on the stage with a guitar in her hands. She smiled softly at him and continued the song. He looked around and saw Dean standing off to the side of the stage watching intently, making sure no one came too close to her. Gabriel stood up and threw some money on the counter. He walked towards her almost as though he was in a trance. Dean saw him and stepped aside as Gabriel climbed on the stage and joined her with the chorus.
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Brie smiled when she saw Gabriel look at her. She still had no clue on how she would explain it all to him. So she used the song to get the point across. It was hard to contain her joy when he came to join her.
Gabriel sat at the bar wishing it was possible to drink himself to death. She had left a note, a freaking note. She didn't have the courage to say goodbye to him in person, it showed her love for him. Why she turned herself in, no one would ever know. Why? Why did she do it? Why didn't she tell him? Why did his family have to kill her? The whys were virtually endless. He downed another shot.
That stupid, stupid girl, why had he let himself fall for her? Another shot went down. In the background, a singer took the stage in the bar. Gabriel didn't look at her, bar performers reminded him of her. When she started singing he looked up, startled.
Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends
Brie stood on the stage with a guitar in her hands. She smiled softly at him and continued the song. He looked around and saw Dean standing off to the side of the stage watching intently, making sure no one came too close to her. Gabriel stood up and threw some money on the counter. He walked towards her almost as though he was in a trance. Dean saw him and stepped aside as Gabriel climbed on the stage and joined her with the chorus.
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Brie smiled when she saw Gabriel look at her. She still had no clue on how she would explain it all to him. So she used the song to get the point across. It was hard to contain her joy when he came to join her.
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The show ended around 10 that night. When it finished, Brie walked off the stage and got ready to leave the bar. Some drunk walked up to her and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"Hey babe," he slurred, "wanna come home wit me tonight?" He then attempted to kiss her. Brie tried to push him away. Gabriel came up and clocked the guy in the face.
"She doesn't want to," he told the man. The guy looked Gabe up and down and spat at him.
"You think she'll want to go home with a midget like you? Too bad, I claimed her for the night," he slurred.
"Actually, he's my boyfriend, asshat," Brie spat as she shoved him away. He glared and stumbled out of the bar. "Thanks Gabe," she turned to him. He looked at his feet and refused to meet her eyes.
"It's alright, Brielle. He looked like a jerk," Gabe told her. She walked up to him and pulled him into a hug. He sighed and buried his face in her hair. "I thought you were gone for good," he mumbled.
"You should know that I'm not that easy to get rid of," she smirked. He looked at her. "Wanna come home with me tonight Gabe?" He nodded and she drug him out of the bar.
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Lee watched as her father paced the floor. Gabriel, Brie's boyfriend, had come to talk to him and he had been stressed since them. Her father wouldn't tell her what, but she knew it had to do with Brie. He continued pacing and Lee gave up.
"What happened to Brie?" she blurted out. Her father looked up surprised. She waited for him to tell her to go away. To her surprise, he sat down next to her.
"Brie-she-the angels, They killed her," her father managed to get out. Lee choked out a sob as the information sunk it. She grabbed her father's arm and began crying. He held her and broke down as well. Lee couldn't figure out why everyone was either leaving or dying, but she would figure it out.
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Lee went to her room. Grabbing a bag, she put a few pairs of clothes in the bag and grabbed her favorite book. Throwing in makeup and hygiene stuff, she zipped up the bag. The 15-year-old pulled on a pair on combat boots and a military style jacket. In another bag, she packed some salt and her laptop. Wiping tears from her eyes, she vowed that she would give up emotions for good.
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Lee walked down the stairs slowly. Her father looked at her. He nodded and stood up. Heading towards the kitchen, he grabbed a pad of paper. He wrote down some names and addresses, along with phone numbers.
"These are some of Brie's friends. I suggest visiting Sam and Kay first. They have a loft in Pendleton. Get some answers and help before you just head out, okay," he told her. Her father reached into his wallet and pulled out $500. "I knew when you found out, you would want to go. Just remember to come back. And we are still your family," he told her. She took the money and left.
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Lee got off the bus in the small town. Looking at her paper, she watched the addresses. She stopped at a small cafe. The atmosphere around it was cheerful and light-hearted. She opened the door and entered. A tall blond girl was at the counter. Lee walked over to her.
"Excuse me, where can I find a Kay and Sam?" she asked the girl. The blond looked at her.
"I'm Kay, what do you need?" Kay questioned, glaring at the younger girl. Lee looked at her and snorted.
"My name's Lee, I'm Brie's goddaughter," she informed the barista. Kay looked at her in shock. The blond walked around and opened up a door.
"Follow me," she said, before entering the dark hall.
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