Yozie Guys, This is my first Fanfic so please be easy on me and help me out occasionally if needed. I really don't have a time set on the story, I guess around season 4; I haven't really made my decision yet. It won't really matter that much in the beginning because I'm making couple of cases of my own to show you the bond my character has with the brothers. Anyway I hope you enjoy.
DISCLAMER: I don't own Supernatural, except the DVD's and merchandise I bye at the Store.
NEVER LOOK BACK
Old Acquaintances New Shenanigans
"How far away is Bobby from us?" Dean said, while driving the impala through the rugged salvage yard towards the house. He turns off his lights as he creped closer and puts the car in park before looking at Sam for his answer.
"Uh, about twelve blocks away, why?" Sam said looking at his brother in question.
Dean takes his eyes off of Sam and digs through the back seat to retrieve a shotgun and looks back at his brother.
"So when did Bobby get a motorcycle?" Dean said as he thrust the gun at the direction of the bike parked on the corner of the house.
"Mid-life crises?" Sam said sarcastically as Dean opens the car door and looks back at him.
"Mid life- …damn it, Sammy get out of the car!" Dean shouts at Sam as he gets out of the car and sneaks to the house by the back door.
Sam sighs and follows his brother to the back door and looks over Dean's shoulder as he opens it. Sam walks through the door behind Dean looking around the hallways of the old house, hearing the creeks of the wood settling back in its rightful position with each step they took. Sam was about to complain to his brother when they heard a clatter of glass.
"Dude, the kitchen." Dean said, as they got closer to the noise.
When they walked up to the doorway of the kitchen Dean turns on the light trying to avert the stranger with a surprise but what they see is more surprising. In front of the brothers was a half dressed woman digging through a liquor cabinet. She was only wearing a black T-shirt that went the top of her waist and a pair of Laced red Boy shorts panties that was contrasting with her light brown skin. Sam looks over at the woman racking up the sight of her caramel cream skinned legs and sees what appears to be a little dog paw shape birthmark on the left side of her ass just below the red lace that covered parts of her that seem to ache to be seen.
"Where have I seen that birthmark before?" Sam questions himself before shaking his head back to reality.
"Hey! Who are you and what are you doing in Bobby's House?" Dean yells at the woman while holding the shotgun in front of him towards her. She gets startled by the unfamiliar voice and turns around to the brothers; with one hand she has a handgun pointed at dean, and a bottle of whiskey in the other. Sam looks at the woman; she had her hair in a messy bun with some of her curly dark cherry red hair falling in her face. His eyes raced down her body, from her full breast that makes the GNR logo on her shirt stretch, to her slim waist that turns into her curvy hips and full thighs. Sam shakes his head and looks back at her face. She was wearing black frame glasses that made her green eyes more intense as she glanced at him.
"Where have I seen those eyes?" Sam thought as his eyes traced down to her lips that played a sassy smirk while she stared at them. "I defiantly know that smile, but how-"
"Nevaeh, what have I told you about wearing cloths when you're in my house, you're not twelve anymore and just cant run around like that." Bobby said as he walks pass the brothers and looks at Dean and pushes his gun down out of her face. " For god sakes boy, put your gun down, you idjit." Bobby scoffs.
"Sorry Bobby I wasn't expecting you back until tomorrow." Nevaeh said, putting her gun down and looking at Dean as she tugged her shirt trying to cover herself up but the shirt wouldn't budge.
" Wait, …Nevaeh?" Dean questions as he walks closer to her. "Baby Nevy? Is that really you?"
She Puts the bottle down on the cabinet, and arches her chest in a superhero stance forgetting all of her modesty because of the excitement of the old nickname. "Yep one and only in the flesh." She said as she squints and sticks out her tongue at Dean. He smiles and wraps her in a tight hug. "Geez kid you have grown!" She gets loose of Dean's grip and scratches her head sheepishly.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm not the little girl from next door anymore…Well let me put some pants on, before Daddy Bobby here has a heart attack," She said as she passes Bobby and pats him on the stomach.
"Hey don't Joke it might happen kid, these old bones aren't as young as they used to be ya know." Bobby said as he watches her walk over to the younger brother and smiles.
Nevaeh has been a family friend to Him and the boys since she was little. Her father Chris was good friend and hunter to Bobby before he died on a case when Nevaeh was young. Being left with just her mother Neveah became attached to Bobby like a daughter. With her living next door to Bobby she became well acquainted with the boys growing up. Until she turned 16 and her mom sent her away to boarding school, a reason that Bobby never knew.
Sam looks down at the petite girl as she smiles up at him and stands on her tiptoes to attempt to wrap her arms around his neck. Sam chuckles as he bends over to wrap his hands around her waist and brings her into him for a hug. She smiles in the crook of his neck, inhaling his sent and a whiff of her past.
"Hi Sammy, It's been a while."
Sam unconsciously leans into her warm breath on his ear. Memories of their past crosses through Sam's mind of her under him with her dull nails lustfully scraping down his back.
"Hi Nevz, I missed you too."
She lets go of Sam and he does the same, letting her hands fall down his torso and to her sides. She looks back up at Sam one last time before leaving up stairs. Unwillingly Sam mind makes him look back at her as she seeps into the dark.
"Dude." Dean said getting Sam out of his trance. Sam swallows hard and smiles at Dean awkwardly wondering if he suspects something. "It's Baby Nevy, she's really back!" Dean said excitedly patting Sam on the shoulder as he walked into the living room.
"Yeah, she's back," Sam thought " and our past is going to eat me alive."
The boys were sitting on the couch, watching TV and grumbling at each other when Nevaeh walks down the stairs into the living room.
"I found Pants." Nevaeh said standing in the middle of the room pointing at the Panda printed Pajama pants cladded to her legs.
"Good 'cause I Might Have to Burn out my eyes if I have to see my Baby Nevy like that again." Dean said sipping his beer and taking his eyes off of the TV to look at Nevaeh.
"I'm not a baby anymore Dean, I'm twenty-two years old Thank you very much." Nevaeh said as she scoots herself between Sam and Dean, taking Deans beer out of his hands and chugging it and handing him the empty bottle with a smile.
"Say that to those britches ya wearing." Bobby states when he walks in the room and hands Neveah a beer, but Dean takes it before she could grab it and scoffs at her like a child. Nevaeh looks at Dean and gives him a pout that earns her the beer back. Nevaeh giggles and looks up at Sam Holding her prize.
Sam chuckles at the notion, even how long she has been gone she is still the same girl he knew back when she was a child growing into her teens.
"So what have you been doing since you got hauled off to god knows where, besides stealing beers from handsome devils." Dean said as he sneaks the beer back from Neveah.
"I've never stolen a beer from Bobby." Nevaeh joked letting Dean have the beer back. "Nah, Nothing really, Just the Same Boarding school stuff…until I heard about mom…"
Neavaeh gets quiet and stops talking looking at her empty hands in front of her.
"Yeah uh, where was the place she send you anyway?" Sam asked trying to divert the conversation. Sam watches Neveah smile at him, for helping her change the subject, the same innocent smile that got him in so much trouble in the past.
"It was Saint Meredith boarding school."
"Saint Meredith? Isn't that the school they send the prego bimbos and the Druggy weirdoes?" Dean Said chuckling "Damn, it must of suck being in there…wait why did she send you there you weren't a bad kid and as far as I know wasn-."
Dean was interrupted buy Neavaeh nervously getting up and taking the empty bottle from Bobby's hands.
"Uh here, Bobby let me get another one for you." Neveah walks to the kitchen, got another beer out of the refrigerator, and tries to recollect her self before walking back in the Living room.
"She uh, sent me there to get away from all the hunting business…" Neavaeh said uneasily as she gives Bobby his beer and sits back down.
"Well hell lot that did ya." Bobby said as he sips his beer.
"Why you said that Bobby?" Sam asked looking at Neveah who was looking down, diverting peoples gaze.
"My mom was killed by a demon two years after I Left… along with Bryson. When I found out about this I've been hunting the thing ever since." Nevaeh said dryly as she looks up at Sam who looked very angry about something she said. Not wanting to question Sam she looks back down at her hands.
"Bryson? Who is Bryson?" Dean asked and looked around like he was left out of a secret.
He looks at Nevaeh who is looking down and scratching her head sheepishly. She looked up to dean like she was going to say something but was interrupted by Sam.
"Uh, wasn't he your brother? Last time I heard about your family they said she had another child."
"I guess he isn't Sam isn't mad at me. " Nevaeh thought to herself seeing him smile at her with question. "Yeah, Bryson was my mothers…only met Him once." Nevaeh said with guilt and sympathy for the child seeping out of every word. She smiles and looks up at Sam. "He had the most gorgeous eyes."
She looks down trying not to cry and recollects her self, looked up at the boys and smiled. "Well enough girly fru fru bull shit, Lets talk work." Nevaeh says as she gets up, walks to the kitchen and gets the Bottle of whisky she had earlier release some of the tension. She grabs a shot glass and sits back down with the brothers.
"What Job?" Bobby asked as he watches Nevaeh pours a shot and hands it to dean while she takes a huge gulp from the bottle, earning her a look of awe from dean as he takes his shot.
She hisses from the burn from the liquid going down her throat and offers it to Sam. He declines the bottle and Nevaeh shrugs taking another drink.
"There has been a couple of missing people cases in Oklahoma. People are saying it has to deal with Haunted Bridge don't have all the details yet but I heard it's wicked." Nevaeh explains to the boys.
"Well I have a couple days to spare." Dean said with a smile Taking the bottle out of Neveahs hand and taking a wimpy swing and choking on it before giving the bottle back. Dean loved the thought of hunting with Neveah, she was like a little sister he never had, well besides Sam in his touchy feely moments. What is a better way of bonding then killing some evil son of bitches?
"I'll get my Coat." Neveah said as she stood up.
"Wait, hold up there tiger, I just got done splitting a Jin's head open. I need some Z's" Dean stated dragging Nevaeh back down to the couch.
"You're taking the words out of the old horses mouth." Bobby said as he walks out of the room waving night at everyone.
Dean leans into Nevaeh and kisses her on the cheek. "Night Baby Nev." He said before getting up to leave.
"Yeah Dean you sleep while I'll Drink your little brother under the table, it's going to be embarrassing for him so you probably don't want to see it." Neveah said as she looks over to Sam and smirks. Sam swallows hard hearing Neveah saying that and wonders if it's a good idea.
"Well give him a sip of that is in your hand and your half way there." Dean chuckles "Night Sammy, have fun."
Dean leaves and Sam and Neveah sit in the living room in silence for a moment.
Sam takes the bottle from Nevaeh and slides the Shot glass towards him and pours a shot. He takes it and pours another one. He slides it over to Nevaeh like he's going to offer it to her but downs that one as well.
"Wow, look at you go Sammy, I guess you harden up since I've been gone." Nevaeh said as she takes the bottle and pours herself a shot and takes it.
Hearing her say that Sam takes the bottle from Nevaeh and takes a gulp of it, forgetting that the shot glass ever existed. He looks back at Nevaeh with anger flashing through his eyes.
"What?" Neveah asked concerned at the sudden anger.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were back?" he said trying not to look at her. He kept his head down and examined the bottle, fiddling with the label before deciding to take another swig.
"Well I'm telling you know, I'm here. I'm back. What are you getting so upset about?" Neveah said mockingly.
"You where gone for six years, Nev, and I find out you where here for four of them, and you didn't bother to contact me?" said Sam bluntly as he takes another drink.
"I wasn't here, not really. I was out hun-"
Sam stumbles the bottle into the table spilling it a little and lets out a frustrated sigh. "Damn it Nev, stop joking you know what I mean."
"What do you want me to do Sam? When I got back you were in Stanford, and had Jessica. I didn't want to screw that up. You where happy and I had problems of my own to settle." Nevaeh said as she stood up and took the bottle away from him thinking he had enough for the night.
"You could of called." Sam said subtly looking up at the girl.
"Don't give me that 'you could of called' bull shit Sam. I don't want to hear it." Nevaeh said as she walked to the kitchen, with Sam following her into the room.
"You could of " Sam said behind her.
Neveah sighs, walks to the counter and turns around to find Sam is inches away from her. Sam being so close was driving her on edge, but she was too upset to let him know. She sat the bottle down and crossed her arms as she looked at Sam.
"Yeah like that Conversation would have gone peachy. 'Hey Sam, my family has been murdered, and you have a girlfriend that you're madly in love with but who cares lets fuck!'…Yep, you're right that would have been a great idea." She said with Disdain dripping of every word.
"Nevaeh you don't have to be and asshole." Sam said with his patience running thin.
"Why not I'm so good at it." Nevaeh indicated
Sam sighs and runs his hands through his hair trying to calm himself down and grasp the situation. He put his hand on either side of Nevaeh on the counter and moved closer to her.
"Nevz, You were gone for six years. The last time I seen you, was the night before you left and you were frantic and set on telling me something important."
"Must of not of been that important 'cause I don't remember." Neveah said as she gets the bottle off the counter and tried to take a drink but Sam snatches it out of her hands.
"I know you, it was something important." Sam said as he holds the bottle away from her.
She gets aggravated, snatches bottle out of his hand and he grabs it back holding it above her reach. She jumps up and grabs it out of his hands one more time before yet again, he rips it out of her grasp for the last time. "Enough with the Whiskey bottle Nevaeh, stop playing around and tell me!" he said as he throws it in the sink. The shatter of the bottle makes Nevaeh jump with disbelief and glare at Sam with anger.
"It was over six years ago Sam, I was sixteen and foolish, why does it matter to you!" she said heatedly
Sam scoffs at her and calms himself down. He put his hands on Nevaeh's face gently and looked into her eyes. " Because I was worried about you. I'm always worried about you." He said sympathetically
Neveah sighed to herself and took Sam's hands off of her face. " Sam, It was six years ago. Lets forget about it please, all of it."
"All of what?" Sam questioned.
Nevaeh walks away from Sam and stands in the doorway. "All of it Sam, you and me. Us. Lets forget it. It will be better for every one. "
"Bu-"
"No Sam, forget it. I'm tired, I'm going to bed, and you should sleep too. Night." Neveah said before she walked way, leaving Sam alone.