P.O.V: third person
There you sat, in a diner with a nice guy that's willing to buy you something to eat. Though his intentions aren't all that innocent. He thinks he's going to get lucky with an eighteen year old succubus -well he doesn't know you're a succubus but that doesn't matter.
Your pancakes arrive at your table as he sits across from you eating a salad. This guy isn t too hard on the eyes though he really isn t my type; he has shaggy hair that needs to be cut and he s got a five o clock shadow going. He's boring too, all he talks about is his wife and kids that he left behind so he could go on a business trip .
Getting tired of his blabbing you lean over the table to give him a deadly kiss, stealing his essence. You sit back and enjoy eating your pancakes in peace as he falls face first into his salad. The waitress comes over in concern sir? she asks a little dramatically. he's fine he just needs a nap you say with a sigh finishing your pancakes. he's got the bill you smile giving her a quick peck on the check later cutie were last the words you said as you left the diner.
Unknown to you a couple of hunters witnessed the whole thing, Dean- one started but the other stops him I know the other says getting up hey sweetheart he's got our bill too he says with a wink. Leaving the diner they follow you.
P.O.V: first person
I hear two sets of footsteps behind me, I feel a little anxious about it. I speed up my steps hearing them do the same. I break into a run as I look at the upcoming empty alley, I take a turn and hide behind the dumpster. I hear them come down the alley damnit Sam where did she go?! one shouts, Sam sighs before replying I don't know Dean where do you think she could have gone? .
They bicker back and forth as I sneak my way passed them, the bickering stops and I'm grabbed by the waist Hey! I shout. I try to wiggle out of his grip, I look up to see the man holding me hostage. Oh dear Lucifer he's hot.
alright doll talk the one you assume to be dean says. let me go I have a place to be I spit at him and stop touching me! You're in my space! I say as I kick his shine he lets go of me and I make a beeline out of the alley, before I get too far someone grabs my wrist.
look here little lady we know what you are and we want to know what Crowley has been planning Sam says holding my wrist. I look at him in confusion who? I don't know anything about that person I say, they laugh like they don't believe me. I'm being serious I've been in foster care the majority of my life I say glaring I'm living on the streets because I ran away when I was 12 .
They stare at me with disbelief, you're joking Dean chimes in no and I don't want to discuss this further I snap at him.
Let me go I sigh feeling really defeated. Sam releases my wrist how old are you? he asks 18 I tell them, he hesitates before saying look we want to know how you got to live the way you did so he doesn't get to finish because Dean cuts him off No Sam he was stern but Sam kept his cool look Dean she doesn't have anywhere else to go! he sounded sympathetic for me.
They step away for a little bro to bro pow wow, talk about lame. Dean is getting frustrated with Sam is stay calm through the whole ordeal. I let out a small sigh before I decide to leave Look boys I really need to go I m already late for my night shift at the library so if you want to talk and keep an eye on me do it as we walk I interrupt them. I turn out of the alley, feeling their stares on me you work? Dean asks yes I answer sarcastically.
The two of them follow me all the way down to my work You re late _ the older gentleman at the door says, his cold eyes travel to the boys and you can t bring your friends to work he says as he scratches his grey hair. I let out a sigh they re with the FBI they need to get some information asap I tell him don t worry Mr. Glason I ll take good care to kick them out once they re done I smile motioning the boys to follow me.
Mr. Glason I m here now so go home I ll take care of the place for you I reassure him, patting his shoulder as I make my way inside after the boys. We walk to the main lobby and Mr. Glason locks up before he heads home. I stay here I turn to the two and they look at me dumbfoundedly you re joking it s Sam's turn to be stupid. I let out yet another sigh you guys are absolutely the biggest dumbasses I know I scuff at them making my way to the back rooms.
I sit on a chair that s seated at a small round table, the two follow suit. I look at the two of them and drink it all in. They re gods compared to me. I maybe a succubus but the shit I ve been through has made me so so vulnerable to mental illnesses. So you want to talk ? I ask, they look at me with what seems to fearfulness. Not know what they would want to know it's hard on me , not knowing how I'm going to respond it's hard on them.
I guess we could do introductions I chirp trying to break their silence I'm Dean the one on the right says I'm Sam chimes the one on the left. I'm _ I inform them good formalities out of the way let's get down to talking I smile sheepishly at them. They take it as a hint to look at each other.
how did you end up in foster care? Sam asks. alright you asked don't say I haven't warned you because my story is bad.. I warn but that doesn't stop them also what happened to make you run away? Dean quickly chirps before I start talking.
Okay okay hold off on the questions until I tell you my life. I was put up for adoption because an incubus got a human pregnant that's all I know of my parents. I grew up in a group home until I was 4 when I was first placed with a family I pause to breath. That was the first offence against me, they locked me in a cold dark room in the basement if I was to rowdy and if I argued with them on anything they would beat me saying I wasn't being a good little girl. I got out of their a year later because they didn't want me.
I was then put into another home where all they did was beat me and verbally abuse me. I got stuck with the group home for a few years after that nothing but verbal abuse there. I was put into a new home where they starved me saying no one was going to love a fat pig like me I was taken out of there after collapsing in school. When I was ten though that was my breaking point I was raped multiple times by the son of the family I was living with at the time I lived with them for two years before I ran because everyone stopped listening to me I've been running around ever since.
I let out a soft sigh as I realize I was crying look I've had one hell of a life I don't need anymore shit from anyone I snap as I wipe my tears away. I feel someone pull me into their lap, Dean's voice is low and soothing let it out is all he says as he rubs my back in slow smooth circles.
I start bawling into his shirt breaking down in the comfort of his chest. I'm there for what seems to be hours before Sam takes me shushing me as he pet my hair. It takes me awhile before I calm down I'm sorry I don't usually tell people what happened to me.. but your hunts you d kill me if I didn't.. I say as I wipe my face.
They talk about how it is to be a hunter and how they lost their mother. Apparently their dad is a dick and they don't like them. They said if I really don't have anywhere else to go that I could move in with them.
They take me to their impala the next morning, I let them sleep in the back room as I organized and cleaned leaving a note for Mr. Glason that I quit. I slip into the back of the car as they throw my duffel bags in the trunk. The big heavy jacket I was wearing is now my pillow as I quickly buckle up and get ready for a nap.
I feel Sam's eyes on me every now and then through the drive or it could have been Dean but he's driving he shouldn't be staring at me. I nap peacefully as the two of them either converse or bicker. I shift a little to get in a little more comfortable position only causing my leg to hang off the seat.
Dean Sam whispers we're going to have to start locking the bathroom door Dean laughs fuck we do he scoffs at Sam. They go back and forth for awhile before Sam looks back at me again. dear god Dean we're really going to have to because I don't want to walk in on her being naked he breathes softly causing Dean to sneak a peek.
I sit up in a drowsy stupor, yawning as I stretch my muscles. good morning sleeping beauty Dean smiles at me through the mirror catching my attention. My cheeks heated up as I registered the comment h-hi I stutter back at him. The boy's stare forward as I look out at the world going by.
It's only the do I realize that we're going down a dirt road in the middle of the woods. Fear crept it's way into my body as I began to shake a little. It takes a minute before Sam notices when I curl into myself you alright there sweetheart? when did they start giving me pet names?
When I don't respond he jumps in the back with me, unbuckles me then pulls me so I'm under one of his arms. I tense up as soon as he touches me causing me to quiver more fearfully. He takes note of my reaction before gently petting my hair hey dean put on one of your stupid CD s he says softly trying not to scare me further.
Dean puts on AcDc and begins to sing along with it once he knows the song. The combination of his stupid singing and the soothing feeling of Sam petting me helps me relax. so you don't like the woods? Dean inquires sheepishly and I shake my head in response.
Sam stays in the back with me as we pull up to an abandon Factory, "you good kid?" Dean asks pulling up to a hidden garage.
