Summary: AU. When a new bartender starts work at the Roadhouse, Jimmy Novak notices strange things about her. When her boyfriend comes into the picture, things become much clearer. PLEASE REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. *Sighs and frowns*
Warning: This is going to be a pretty dark fic.
A/N: This is my first ever Jimmy Novak fic, so please, please, please review and let me know if you want me to carry on with it.
Behind Closed Doors
-ONE-
Jimmy Novak wasn't used to seeing many horrible things. Yes, he'd watched horror movies of course, and he'd seen slightly gory action films, and the occasional punch up at the Roadhouse which resulted in a black eye or a broken nose. Jimmy was sheltered from real life horrors. He'd lost family members, such as his parents, and he'd read the news of people being murdered in their homes and such, but as far as things happening to him went, losing his parents was probably the worst. Jimmy was twenty-eight. He had a twin brother, Castiel, who was rather stoic and looked like he had a stick up his ass half the time. He had three older brothers, Gabriel, who was thirty, Zachariah who was thirty-two and Michael who was thirty-five. They all lived in their own homes with the happy-family shit going on. Castiel lived in a small house with Dean Winchester, the love of his life. Their relationship was sickening at times because they were either being stupidly lovey-dovey or they were just being gross, either way, it pissed Jimmy off to the max. Gabriel lived with Dean's little brother Sam, another couple who could be sickening when they wanted to be, and keep the neighbours awake with their unusual sex games which often involved food (like Jimmy needed to hear the details). Then there was Zachariah who was married to a young woman named Anna Milton, and had one annoying brat they called Uriel. The boy was ridiculously spoilt and incredibly rude, which annoyed the fuck out of everyone except Zachariah and Anna who decided he was the perfect child. Yeah right! And Michael…he married Jimmy's boss's daughter, Jo Harvelle, and they had a girl called Lucy and a second baby on the way. Lucky for some, huh?
Oh, and of course there were Jimmy's friends. His best friend was Chuck Shurley, the master of Sci-Fi and Fantasy stories. Chuck was a struggling author, but he had his fiancé, Becky to support him. She worked at the local sports centre as a fitness coach. God help anyone who goes to her classes. There was his boss, Ellen Harvelle, who owned the Roadhouse and was probably the friendliest woman you'd ever meet. And there was Bobby Singer who was one of the regulars at the bar with his wife Karen, as well as John Winchester with the occasional appearance of his wife Mary. Basically, Jimmy was alone. Everyone else had their own little family or their own friends, and yeah, he had his group of friends but he didn't have that someone that everyone else in this place seemed to have. That was until he met Eva Clarkson.
-TBC-
Not much of a first chapter, but it's just an introduction so you get to know the characters a little. PLEASE REVIEW! It means the world when people do! (Ooh that rhymed!)