A/N: Part 2! :D It picks up between "Bad Day at Black Rock" and "Sin City". This installment will have hunts from the show. I'll probably be throwing in extra hunts, but this will follow the story line of Seasons 3 (and other seasons, but we'll get to that later, I don't want to give too much of my plan away). Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, the characters of, or the plot line. This is rated T for now. It may or may not change to M. I'm not totally sure yet. There's a bit of dialogue (technically, I paraphrased it) straight from the episode "Sin City", so all rights go to Supernatural, Eric Kripke, Sera Gamble, Ben Edlund, and the rest of the amazing writers and crew of Supernatural. There's a bit of time jumping in this chapter, so I apologize but I just want to get through some of it quickly because I can't wait to start writing the hunt scenes! I'm going to write this in a way that you won't need to read part 1 in order for this to make sense, but I'd appreciate it if you did :)
"Sammy, I'm in the mood for a road trip. How does Vegas sound to you?" Dean smiled while Sam just sighed. "C'mon, it's my dying wish."
"Another?" Sam smiled, in an attempt to hide the pain Dean's words caused him.
"Well, I'm gonna get in as many as I can get!"
"Let's just go back to Bobby's for now. Then we'll decide our next move."
"Fine."
"Do you, do you hear a vacuum? I didn't know Bobby even owned a vacuum." Sam asked.
"What's even worse, he's vacuuming to Bon Jovi!" Dean cringed at the music choice.
"Hey, I like 'Bad Medicine'."
"You would."
The brothers walked up to the front door. Dean went to knock, but Sam stopped him.
"Someone's here with Bobby."
"What makes you say that?"
Sam pointed to the black and red '65 Mustang parked next to the house.
"How did we miss that just two seconds ago?" Dean asked.
"I dunno, wait- do you hear, laughter?" Sam asked, his ear pressed to the door. "It sounds like a child."
Sam tried the door, finding it unlocked. They walked into the house finding Bobby sitting at his desk with a little girl in his lap.
"Bobby?" Dean called out, "Who is that?"
"Dean! Sam! Hey boys! This is Selena." Bobby smiled.
"She a," Dean shouted until the vacuuming and music stopped. "She a long lost niece or something?"
"Nope, she's your daughter."
"Wha- How? That's not possible!" Dean exclaimed.
"Bobby, don't tease him!" a woman's voice called out from around a corner.
"Luce?" Sam gasped.
"Hey, Sam. Hey, Dean. It's good to see you, it's been a while!" Luce smiled. "And Dean, she's not your daughter."
"Is she," Sam paused, "yours?"
"Nope. She's Leila's."
"So, this is the daughter of my doppelgänger?" Dean questioned.
"Yeah. He's actually the reason I took her and left."
"Where's Leila?" Sam asked, even though he had an idea as to where she was.
"Dead." Luce replied stoically.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. How are you holding up?" Sam's voice grew soft.
"I'm alright. I'd tell you more, but Selena is starting to repeat what she hears and I don't want her to know what happened to her mom. After I put her to sleep I'll tell you about it. So, you boys hungry? Bobby said you were on your way, so there's plenty left over from dinner!"
"Sounds great! What did you make?" Dean smiled as he clapped his hands together.
"Spaghetti. It's basically all Selena ever wants to eat, so I thought I'd treat her after the long car ride."
"I guess the mustang we parked next you was yours." Sam thought aloud.
"That's probably mine," she smiled back and led the brothers in to the kitchen while Bobby continued to entertain Selena.
Dean and Sam sat at the table while Luce plated there food.
"I have to ask, were you really cleaning to Bon Jovi?" Dean asked as she set the food in front of him.
"'Course! Why?"
"I'm just not that in to Bon Jovi."
"You've got to be kidding! Bon Jovi rocks!"
"Uh, no, actually, they don't," Dean stated.
Luce glared at him, "Alright, in, let's say, one year, you will admit that Bon Jovi rocks."
"A year?" Sam choked out.
"Yeah, why?"
"It's just, ironic that you chose that amount of time."
Luce sighed and fell back on the couch after putting Selena to sleep. She held a baby monitor in her hand just as a precaution.
"She asleep?" Bobby asked, looking up from one of his many books at his desk.
"Yeah, she went out like a light. It's been a long day for her," Luce yawned.
"So, what's the deal with Leila?" Dean said walking into the room from the kitchen with Sam following. They sat on the couch across from Luce.
"I wasn't able to save her."
"From what?" Sam hunched forward.
"Sam, did you get sent to a little camp thing full of psychics like us?"
Dean stiffened at the memory and Sam stayed calm, "Yeah, I take it you and Leila went too."
"Yeah, we did. We somehow got there at the same time, leaving the other Dean alone with Selena. Well, long story short, she was killed by one of the others there during our attempt to escape. Somehow I was able to fly below any of the radar and I got out. I could've kept going when I realized she was gone, but I couldn't bring myself to leave her there. I ran back to find her dead. I grabbed her body and carried her out. I still don't know how, or why, I was able to leave."
"You got out?" Sam whispered, still shocked she managed to get out. Dean and Bobby looked at each other skeptically.
"Luce, do you want some water?" Dean asked.
"Uh, yeah sure. Thanks," she answered, wiping away a tear that fell down her face.
Dean came back with a glass of water and stood next to her to watch as she drank it. Nothing happened, much to Dean and Bobby's surprise.
"Luce, do you know what was in there?" Dean asked.
"You didn't poison it, did you?" she stared at her cup.
"It was holy water." Bobby answered.
"Oh, thank God. I was starting to get a bit worried!" she laughed.
"Yeah, well I'm still worried." Dean took out a silver knife and quickly cut Luce's arm.
"Ow! What the Hell was that for?"
"So, you're not a shifter?" Dean asked.
"Well, not since I last checked," Luce glared.
"Better safe than sorry. I'll get you a bandage." Dean shrugged.
"Yeah, that'd be nice."
The next morning, Sam and Dean awoke to the smell of bacon. They walked into the kitchen to find Luce at the stove, Selena in a highchair, and Bobby at the table drinking coffee and reading a newspaper.
"Breakfast?" Luce turned around to greet them.
"Please!" Dean smiled and sat down at the table. Luce sat a plate of pancakes, bacon, and eggs in front of him which he dove into immediately.
"Sam, anything for you?"
"Uh, sure, thanks."
"Can get some coffee?" Dean asked between bites.
"Sure," Luce went to get the coffee but stopped we she heard Dean cry out in pain. She turned to find Bobby glaring at him with his newspaper folded up next to Dean's head.
"Idjit, she's not your slave. Get it yourself."
Luce and Sam looked at each other and tried to contain their laughter when Dean got out of his seat and got his coffee.
"Here, ya go," Luce said through suppressed laughter as she gave Sam his food.
"Thanks, it looks great!"
"Mama!" Selena blubbered and pointed at Luce.
Luce revealed a golden locket that was hidden under her shirt and opened it to show the child, "Look, here. This is your mom and this is you." Selena reached out and touched the necklace with her little fingers. Luce kissed the top of her head and grabbed a little bowl of cheerios for her. She sat at the table, aware of the stares coming from everyone, but avoiding them.
An uncomfortable silence fell over the room until Dean broke it, "What made Leila decide to name her daughter Selena?"
Luce smiled, "I don't really know, but she was really out of her mind when she decided on a middle name."
"What is it?"
Luce started to laugh, "Her full name is Selena Sparkle Winchester."
"Sparkle? Wasn't that Leila's alias at the bar?" Sam said in shock.
"Yeah. She thought it added pizzazz to her name."
"Well, her eyes sparkle, so I guess the pizzazz worked." Bobby smiled at the girl.
Sam, Dean, and Luce all smiled at each other as Bobby fawned over Selena.
"Selena's down for her first nap of the day. So, tell me, anything new for you guys?" Luce joined Bobby and the brothers in the living room turned study.
"Well, Sammy's found himself a demon girlfriend." Dean glared.
"She's not my girlfriend! She said she could help save you!" Sam argued.
"Save Dean from what?"
"Tell her what you did, Dean. Go on," Sam prompted.
"Sam died. I sold my soul to a cross road demon to get him back."
"Yeah, and now he's only got a year left to live."
"Wait, cross road demon? I thought that was just a myth."
"Isn't that what you said to us when you found my doppelganger?"
"Yeah, but, cross road demon? It actually works?" she replied as an idea came to her.
"Don't even think about it," Bobby looked up at her. "I can see that look in your eyes. You're not about to go sell your soul to get your sister back."
She rolled her eyes, "Fine. Don't you usually get ten years?"
"Usually, yes. But Dean was so desperate to get me back that he agreed on one year." Sam scoffed.
"Hey, Sam, chill. He's your brother and he loves you. Of course he's gonna do whatever it takes to get you back." Luce snapped. "Now, what's this about a demon?"
"Her name is Ruby," Sam started. "She said she can get Dean out of his deal."
"You don't honestly believe her do you? Demons lie and exploit weaknesses." Luce looked at him quizzically.
Dean snapped his fingers and pointed at her with a smile, "Thank you! See, Sam, she agrees. You can't trust demons. In fact-"
"Hey, Luce, what do you know about the Colt?" Bobby cut off Dean.
"Depends, what year and make are we talking?"
"No, I mean the Colt."
"As in Samuel Colt?"
"Yeah."
"Well, it was my usual bedtime story as a kid. You don't really believe it exists do you?"
Bobby opened one of the drawers in the desk and took out parts of a gun along with what appeared to be a instruction manual. "Still think it doesn't exist?"
"Oh my God," her eyes widened. She rose from the couch and sat on her knees in front of the desk just staring at the intricate details carved on the gun. "Non timebo mala. Fear no evil, right? My Latin's a little rusty."
"Yes, ma'am." Bobby smiled and watched her admire the gun as if it were the most valuable item in the world. Then again, in their world, it was.
"What happened to him?"
"Him?" Dean spoke up.
"What, you don't name your guns?"
"Uh, no," he shifted uncomfortably and left the room.
"I'll take that as a yes," Luce laughed.
After moving some furniture, the group of hunters focused on fixing the Colt. Bobby sat at his desk, staring at a sad looking portion of it. Dean and Luce started making the bullets until Selena woke up and she had to take care of her. Sam stayed back and tried to find another case for them. Luce was itching to go on a hunt, but knew that she wouldn't be able to go. She walked down the stairs, with Selena in tow, to find Bobby threatening to kill Dean.
"What I miss?"
"We found a hunt in Ohio." Sam answered.
Luce smiled and sighed, "I haven't been on a hunt in probably a year."
"Well, once I get this fixed, I'll be able to watch after Selena for you so you can get back out on the road."
"Oh, no, Bobby! I couldn't leave you here alone with her, it's far too much to ask. Besides, I've started looking into an apartment nearby so I can get out of your hair."
"Hush up, girl. You know you're staying here."
"Well, we're gonna leave before this turns into a full on chick flick moment." Dean grimaced and led Sam out the door.
~Luce POV~
I stood at the window holding Selena, trying to coax her to go back to sleep, and watched as Bobby tried to test out the Colt. I still couldn't believe it was real. All through childhood, my adopted parents told me stories of a magnificent weapon that could kill anything. Now, right in front of me, is this legend. I walked away from the window to put Selena in her crib. Bobby was letting me stay in one of his guest rooms, which made Dean and Sam have to share the other. When I went back to the window, I saw a blonde woman standing in front of the target.
"Where did she come from?" I asked aloud. I jumped when he shot her and went into panic mode when she didn't flinch or seem to be in pain. I quickly grabbed the container of salt on my nightstand and poured it around the crib. I went back to the window to watch her lead Bobby into the house. I grabbed the .45 I kept in the back of my waistband and walked silently out of the room and down the stairs. I watched as Bobby sat at his desk with her and surveyed the Colt. I walked the rest of the way down the stairs, gun still pointed at the mysterious stranger.
"Put the gun away, I'm here to help." She spoke without looking back at me.
"Who are you?" I lowered my weapon only slightly.
"Ruby."
"So, you're Sam's demon friend."
"Yes, and I'm here to help the old man fix the gun. Anymore questions?"
"Why would you want to help us fix the one thing that can kill you?"
"I already asked. She avoids exact answers more than a politician," Bobby grumbled.
I sat on the couch and eyed her suspiciously while Bobby tinkered on the Colt. Frankly, I couldn't care less about Sam trusting her. I didn't trust her. I was just itching to go on a hunt and I had something to hunt right in front of me. It was almost too easy.
"Hey, Bobby, how are we gonna know when it's fixed? Any chance I can test it? I mean, we do have a test subject with us."
"Play nice, Lucy. Think about how upset Sam would be if you killed his only chance at saving his brother." Ruby mocked.
My sight started going red and I was getting really hot. I'd had enough of this little demon bitch.
"Luce, go check on Selena." Bobby commanded, clearly noticing my anger.
I walked out of the room, muttering about how she wasn't allowed to call me Lucy. When I got to the room I found Selena sleeping peacefully and the salt around her crib still fully intact. I had been thinking about investing in an iron crib and now that there was a demon in the house, it seemed like a good idea.
"Luce, I'll be back. Sam and Dean got themselves in trouble again." Bobby called in to the kitchen.
"Be safe, and bring 'em back in one piece."
"Will do."
I heard the door shut and turned to Selena in her highchair, "What are we gonna do all alone in this house? Do you wanna do some more cleaning?" I asked in a baby voice.
"Mama!" she blubbered through laughter. She had been calling me 'mama' since Leila died. Every time she said it, a little part of me died.
"You want your mama?"
She reached out to me and I picked her up. She wrapped her little arms around my neck and pulled me tightly to her. I ran my hand over her back as I bounced around the kitchen. I toyed around with the idea of getting Leila back, but I knew Bobby and the Winchesters would kill me before my ten years were up. We already had one deal to take care of, we didn't need another.
After feeding and bathing Selena, she was finally down for the night. Now if only she'd sleep through the night. She was a little over a year old, but she still wouldn't sleep all through the night. Honestly, I blame the stress of losing her family. First her mom, and now her dad. I was just waiting for her to call Dean 'dad'. That probably would send me into a crying induced coma. This little girl was the only family I had left, and I was going to make damn sure to keep her safe. I wouldn't have taken her from her dad if I thought she would be safe with him. But his mental health was lacking. I knew I'd have to tell Dean and Sam why I left soon. What's worse is that someday I'd have to tell Selena everything.
I sat on the couch, waiting for Bobby's return, with the baby monitor in one hand and a book on Voodoo I'd brought from home. I was going to have to go back soon to get the rest of my stuff. I had brought everything of Selena's but I never got a chance to pack up my house.
"Luce, we're back," Bobby called out, coming in the door with Sam and Dean in tow.
"Hey, guys! How was the hunt?" I called back from my room.
"Successful. The Colt works." Sam answered.
"Really?"
"Yeah, Luce, go pack a bag." Bobby answered walking up the stairs.
"Why?"
"Sam and Dean have a hunt. You are going." He walked past me into the room to retrieve Selena from her crib. I went to argue but he stopped me before I could. "You're going. That's final. To be honest, I don't want to have to save their asses this time and I worried they'll start fighting if someone isn't there to intervene."
"Alright." I sighed, even though I was overjoyed by the idea of hunting. I quickly packed a bag and ran down the stairs to meet Sam and Dean at the door.
"Ready to go?" Sam asked. I couldn't really tell if either of them were okay or not with me joining them.
"Yeah, are we all riding in the Impala?"
"Yeah."
"Alright, then I'll have to get a few things from my trunk."
A/N: So, let me know what you think! :)