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Getting the responses I have for my fics where i've brought in Supernatural characters/creatures and the response to my pair of Derek and my OC Ashlee, I decided to do this! Supernatural epsiodes but with Teen Wolf characters thrown in with Supernatural characters as I think the two shows are a good match :)
We've got the Winchester brothers of course, Daddy Winchester, Bobby, Ellen, Jo etc. My two main characters though are the brother's sister, Ashlee Winchester (who's based off my Teen Wolf OC Ashlee McCall but for the purposes of this fic she's the Winchester's sister instead) and of course with my OC Ashlee, comes Derek Hale (from Teen Wolf). I think Dean and Derek's characters work together very well. It will be mostly about Derek and Ashlee but the brothers and Dad will come in too.
I've tried to keep the episodes in chronological order but sometimes they will get messed up for the purposes of my fic. So, even if I jump from season 1 to season 5 and back again, the chapters are in order for this fic as I post them :) I love feedback, good and bad, I know some will like and some won't, part of being a writer. But let me know what you think!
Well, alot of hard work goes into these chapters so..hope you enjoy!
Happy reading!
Pilot 1x01
Ashlee's p.o.v
The screaming. So loud. Mum's screams of pain. Dad's screams of panic. Then heat and smoke. So much I was practically suffocating. Dean's voice, scared. We're moving and I don't where we're going. I hear my 8 year old brother Dean crying. My 6 year old brother Sam clinging to our Dad like a life-line. Then there's me, only 2 years old. Just witnessed the most tramatizing thing of my life. It's burnt permanantly into my memory. I watched my mother go up in flames, I watched my house burn down around her.
I fly up in bed, breathing heavily. There's tears threatening to fall and they will in the next few seconds.
"Hey" I turn towards Derek's soft voice. "Nightmares again?" he asks. I nod, trying to calm myself down. This has happened a few times as much as I hate to admit it. "Come here" he says. I lean into him and he wraps his arms around me like he always does when I wake up like this. "You're okay, i'm right here" he assures me. I nod into his chest, forcing my breathing to even out before I throw myself into a panic attack. "Go back to sleep" he says softly, brushing my hair down my back. I close my eyes and let my whole body relax.
"Thanks for being here Der" I whisper.
"I'll always be here" he promises, kissing my head. We settle in bed and go back to sleep.
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There's probably a few things I should tell you. My brothers, Sam and Dean Winchester, myself, Ashlee Winchester, and Derek Hale are hunters. Our families, the Winchesters and Hales, grew up together. Derek's my closest friend and me and him are taking to the road together to hunt while Dean's off with my Dad, John. 11 years ago, when I was 11 and Derek was 14, we left the Hale house to go play in the woods. Because our parents were hunters, those woods are as safe as ever. But something horrible happened that day, while we weren't at his house. There was a stray were-jaguar. It heard about the Hales, heard how good of hunters they were. While we were out playing..it lit his house on fire. I don't know if it's because it was scared to be hunted or what. I just remember us coming back to his house and seeing the smoke, the fire engines and police, the ambulances, Derek's little sister Cora screaming and crying. I watched as my two best friends broke down in each other's arms. All dead. Only person who managed to get out was Peter, Derek's Uncle. He managed to pull Cora out with him. His Uncle disappeared and Cora left to live in South America with some family friends. In 11 years, she hasn't visited once but we hear from her now and then. I know how hard it'll be for her to see her brother, any of us, again. But we're in contact and she's safe and happy so that's all that matters. My Dad took Derek in, him being like a son to him already anyway. Derek's family to me, but not family family. Because I might like him.. There's alot of teasing between us, alot of sexual innuendos but it never goes anywhere. It's been like this for years. It's just the way we are, we dance around each other and that's all. So no, we're not together but we look out for each other, we keep each other safe. We kept up his training and soon, me and Derek found and killed the were-jaguar that murdered his family. That's how it started. Soon, Dean was leaving with Dad, Sam had run off to go to college and I left with Derek. We all parted ways. I still keep in contact with Dean and Dad. But I haven't heard from Sam since he left. I'm mad at him for deserting the family for a normal life, but i'm also proud. I'm also jealous. I don't see myself having a normal life, ever, though. I like my life, I like travelling with Derek, I like saving people and hunting down monsters. Sure, maybe a part of me would like to fall in love, settle down, get married and maybe have some kids but..that's only a small part of me. Like Dad and Dean, I want to find the son of a bitch who killed my mother and if that means slaughtering everything in my path then so be it. I'm in this life with Derek for the long run. So, here's where my hunting story properly begins.
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"Do we really have to break in?" I ask Dean. He called me, told me Dad's missing. We've come to find Sam, we need his help too.
"Has he answered any of your calls?" Dean asks me knowingly.
"Ass" I say. I follow Dean's lead, breaking into Sam's apartment. Sam comes out of nowhere and attacks Dean. Derek and I stand off to the side while the two fight.
"Dean?" Sam asks. Dean chuckles. "You scared the crap out of me"
"That's 'cause you're out of practice" Dean smirks. Sam rolls them and then helps him to his feet.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sam asks. Then the light comes on. A very pretty blonde calling out for Sam. Sam turns and sees Derek and I. "Jesus" he mutters, cluctching his chest.
"We weren't hiding dude" I say. I'm still a little pissy with Sam for leaving but I know that's selfish on my part so i'm trying not to be.
"Uh..Jess, hey" Sam says. Jess, the girl in the disturbingly small shorts, looks over all of us. "This is my girlfriend, Jessica" Sam introduces. "This is my brother Dean, my sister Ashlee and our family friend Derek" I give Jessica an awkward wave. Dean goes up to Jessica, trying to flirt.
"Dean" I scowl. "She's with Sam" I might be pissed at Sam but i'm not going to let Dean steal his girlfriend. Dean steps away from her.
"We need to talk about some private family business" Dean says, looking at Jessica. "It was nice meeting you" he says in dismissal.
"No, anything you have to say, you can say it in front of Jess" Sam says, moving to her side. I roll my eyes. Sap.
"Okay" Dean says. "Dad hasn't been home in a few days" Dean tells him. Sam shrugs.
"So he's working overtime, probably drunk, he'll stumble in sooner or later" Sam says. This makes me pissed.
"Dad's on a hunting trip and he hasn't been home in a few days" I say, my elder but not oldest brother's eyes falling to me.
"Jess..excuse us. We have to go outside" Sam says, finally getting it. We go outside, Sam's pissed we broke in. Wow, he's not even happy to see his family. Dean tells Sam we need his help but Sam refuses to come. I lean againist the camaro with Derek. It takes alot of self-control to not get involved, smack some sense into Sam. Dean manages to convince him to come though, until Monday as he's got some lawyer school interview. I sigh and move for the impala. We're all travelling together, we're leaving Derek's camaro here. I know he doesn't want to leave it behind, it's his baby, his older sister Laura left it for him after the..the fire. Dean's got Dad's impala, he's talking through the case with Sam while they look in the boot.
"Hey" Derek says. I turn to him, finding his green eyes studying me.
"Hmm?" I ask.
"You okay?" he asks.
"Fine" I shrug. I don't know how I feel about all this. About bringing Sam back when we know he's just going to take off in a few days. I don't know if I can go through losing my brother like that again. It's been 2 years and no contact. I have mixed feelings about that. He's supposed to be my older brother, he's supposed to worry and annoyingly want to know everything i'm doing when I do it. But no, no contact. And Derek knows how I feel about all this, he's been by my side for years. He was there that day, little over 2 years ago when Dad and Sam had their massive falling out. The day Sam left. It started out as an arguement. Dean and Derek had to get involved when they starting shoving each other. Then Sam hit Dad and I broke down in tears, yelling at them to stop. I hate it when they fight, I hate it so much. We all watched Sam go for the door. We watched as Dad told him if he walks out that door then he can't ever come back. And he did it. He walked out without so much as a goodbye. And then I didn't see him for 2 years, I didn't hear from him. So I think my mixed feelings are justifable. Both brothers get in the car, Sam in the passenger's, Dean in the driver's..of course. Sam turns to the two of us in the backseat.
"It's good to see you both" he says, giving us a small, sorry smile.
"It's good to see you too" I say, returning it with a small upturn of my lips.
"Yeah, you too" Derek says. Then it's awkward and the 4 of us are driving in silence.
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We stop for gas and food. Dean tosses Derek and I an energy drink each.
"Thanks" we both say, smiling widely. Dean knows exactly what I need when I need it.
"Can we swap?" I ask Derek. "I like the grape more than the apple"
"Well so do I" he smirks.
"Don't be a douche!" I whine.
"Don't be a cry baby" he grins.
"Jerk" I say, crossing my arms over my chest in defeat.
"Bitch" Derek says, opening his and taking a long sip from it. Sam and Dean watch as us with soft eyes, this is exactly how they used to act. Exactly. Sam calls Dean a jerk and Dean calls him a bitch. Family tradition I guess. Dean starts up the car again and I sigh, moving to lean my back againist the door and stretch my legs out. Derek does the same, my legs againist the seats and his on the outer edge.
"I swear man, you gotta update your cassette tape collection" Sam says, rummaging through Dean's tapes.
"Why?" Dean asks.
"Well for one, they're cassette tapes" he deadpans. "And two, Black Sabbath, Motorhead, Metallica" he says, holding it up. Dean snatches it off him. "It's the greatest hits of Mullet Rock" he mocks. Dean's music is good, Sam can shut up.
"House rules Sammy, driver picks the music. Shotgun shuts his cakehole" Dean grins, putting the tape in. I chuckle when ACDC plays. Shows how unorgnaised and messy his cassette tape collection is as well. Sam and Dean talk about where Dad could have gone. Derek nudges me. I look up and he's offering his drink. I take it with a big smile. I hand him mine. I take a drink from his, handing it back.
"Argh, Der, don't lip it" I whine. He passes it back to me.
"Don't act like you care if I do" he smirks. I take the can back, glaring at him. He just chuckles. We pull up by a bridge, there's a heap of officers on it, cops cars. Sam watches us with wide, shocked eyes as we all pull out our fake badges. Dean hands him one and leads us all over to the officers.
"Who are you?" a dark officer asks us.
"Federal Marshells" Dean says, we flash our badges.
"You're a little young to be Marshells" he says. His eyes fall to me, narrowing. I'm the youngest of all of us. "Especially you"
"That's awfully kind of you" I chuckle, walking past him. We look over the car. Same as the ones that happened around here years ago and some even further back. Dean makes a rude comment towards police and then Sam's hurrying us away. We bump into more officers and quickly make ourselves scarce.
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Derek and I go to the small diner, waiting for Sam and Dean to bring the vicitim's girlfriend in for questioning. Dean gives us a nod as they sit down in the booth beside us. Derek and I sip away at our cheap coffee, listening in. That legend, about the girl..sounds suspicious. Not all legends are true, but some bleed a little into truth. And it's our only lead. We head to the library to do some research. Sam and Dean are acting like brothers again, shoving each other and bickering..it's kind of nice.
"I don't actually think we need to be here" I say to Derek quietly.
"Neither do I"
"No, I mean, why did Dean call us? Him and Sam are coping fine" I say, a little confused. We haven't helped much at all. Those two have taken over and we're just along for the ride, not that I mind. I like spending time with Dean and it is pretty good to see Sam again.
"I think Dean was scared" Derek says. I lower my book and look at him with a raised eyebrow. Dean..scared? We're sitting on a little green 2 seater sofa, my legs across his lap as i'm sitting side on. We're both reading up on mythology. "I don't know, maybe he was scared Sam wouldn't come" he shrugs.
"I think you're right" I say, looking back over at them. There's definitely tension but you can see them slowly, really slowly, rekindling their brotherly relationship. They're easily slipping into their old roles. Sam, the brains, Dean, the leader, the brawn.
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We end up going back to the bridge.
"You really think Dad was here?" Sam asks.
"He's chasing the same story, we're chasing him" Dean says, walking back towards the impala. Sam asks what we plan to do and Dean tells him we keep digging. Dean sighs when Sam reminds him he's got to be home by Monday for his interview. "You think you can just become some lawyer? Marry your girl?"
"Maybe. Why not?" Sam asks him.
"Does Jessica know the truth about you?" I ask my brother.
"No, she's not ever going too" Sam says.
"Well that's healthy" Derek says.
"Pretend all you want Sammy, sooner or later you're going to have to accept who you really are" I say, walking away. Sam catches up to me.
"And who's that?" he asks me.
"You're one of us, you're a hunter" I say. Sam quickly stops me, standing in front of me.
"No, i'm not like you" he says. "This is not going to be my life"
"You have a responsibility" I say.
"To Dad?" he asks. "To you guys? Ash, I wish I could have taken you away from all this as well. I tried, I did try" he tells me. I look at him confused, I didn't know he tried to get me out. And by the look on Derek's face, he didn't know either. "But I knew you wouldn't leave Derek, so I tried to get you both out" he says. "You could have been something so great Ash, with your brains..you could have gotten into any college you wanted. But instead you use your smarts to-to run credit card scams, to get them two out of trouble. You really think that's what Mum would have wanted for you? For you to use your head like that?" Sam asks.
"Don't do that" I say, shaking my head. I'm not letting him make me feel bad for choosing to join the family business.
"Okay, enough" Dean says, him and Derek coming towards us. I hold a hand out.
"No, back off. Both of you" I warn them. I turn back to Sam, giving him the time to speak. I want to hear what he has to say, what could jusitify his disapperence for 2 years.
"I wanted you out. Dad found ways around it I guess" he shrugs. "I just never could get you out"
"That's because I don't want out of this Sam. I have a job to do, we all do, including you" I say.
"You don't have to find the monster that ruined our lives. You don't have too. You're choosing too" he corrects me.
"So what? You want me to be like you? Settle down with some sappy guy and go to college?" I ask.
"Yes" Sam nods. "I do, I want you to be happy"
"I am happy" I say.
"Are you?" he challenges. "When's the last time you slept for more than 5 hours? When's the last time you stayed in one place for more than a week? When's the last time you let someone in? Someone other than them" Sam says, looking at Derek and Dean.
"I don't need anyone other than them. We're close-knit because that's the way we like it" I say, narrowing my eyes. "Sorry we don't get straight A's and go to college parties with our pretty little blonde girlfriends" I say. "What the hell is your problem?" I ask, stepping closer to him. From the corner of my eye, I see Derek step forward too but Dean catches his arm, stopping him from coming over to us. Good. Because i'm about 3 more stupid excuses from Sam away from throwing a punch.
"It hurts to see you, to see all 3 of you. I just wish things could have gone different, especially for you Ash. I wish I could have changed things, I still wish I could change things" he sighs.
"Then why'd you walk away?" I ask him. He doesn't answer me. "I needed my brother..and you weren't there. So don't try and tell me what I should be doing" I say, moving to walk away again. He catches my arm.
"If it weren't for pictures, you wouldn't even know what Mum really looked like" he says. I pull my arm out of his grasp, glaring at him.
"It doesn't matter. She's still my mother, she still gave up everything to have me, no matter how short the time" I say angerily.
"What difference does it make? You don't remember-"
"You wanna know what I do remember?" I cut him off, getting angrier by the second. "I remember her burning, pinned to the ceiling. I remember every second of that night so don't you dare try to tell me this is pointless you selfish prick" I ground out, angry tears stinging my eyes.
"Ash-" Derek tries.
"I said back off" I snap at him. I'm done bottling up my anger. If Sam wants to push me, then let him. I'll let him feel my anger.
"Even if we find the thing that killed her, Mum's gone Ash" Sam says. A few tears roll down my cheeks.
"No, that's it, stop it right now" Dean says, walking towards us.
"And she isn't ever coming back" Sam finishes. I grab his collar, slamming him into the bridge pillar behind him.
"Don't talk about her like that" I warn him.
"It's the truth and you need to accept it-" I cut Sam off by balling up my fist and swinging, hitting him right in the jaw. Hands come to my arms, pulling me away from Sam before I can try to hurt him again. Dean walks up to Sam. I try to pull away from Derek but he easily holds me back.
"Hey, enough" Derek says softly. I sigh angerily, forcing myself to calm down. Derek pulls me a little closer but not into a proper hug as i've been known to just snap and explode in these situations.
"Thanks for that" Dean says to Sam bitterly. "I don't what you learnt in college but you listen to me now. Don't ever do that again, do you understand me?" Dean asks him coldly. One look into Dean's angry eyes has Sam nodding. Dean's eyes catch something else, looking away from Sam. "Guys" Dean says. We look towards the bridge where he's looking and see a girl in a white dress. She jumps off the bridge and we run over.
"Where'd she go?" I ask, finding her nowhere in sight.
"I don't know" Sam replies. We look up when we hear the impala start. We're all here so who's driving? Dean holds up his car keys. Oh crap. The car starts driving towards us. We all turn and start running. Damn. Derek grabs my hand and we both jump off the edge with my brothers. My body tenses up as soon as it hits the cold water. "ASH!" Sam yells.
"What?!" I ask, frustrated as we resurface. We're both fully soaked and freezing. We swim over to the bank, pulling ourselves out of the water..and right into the mud. Great.
"Are you alright?" Sam asks. I lay on my back, covered with mud. Despite our arguement, he's still my brother and i'm still his sister. We still give a crap about each other. I give him the thumbs up.
"We're super" I say. Sam chuckles and pulls himself back over. Of course him and Dean caught themselves before falling in.
"You okay?" Derek asks, helping me to my feet.
"As soon as i'm dry and warm, i'm kicking your ass for not catching us on that pole" I say.
"So you're okay" he concludes, grinning. I roll my eyes with a chuckle and we walk back up to the impala where Sam and Dean are waiting.
"Car alright?" I ask Dean.
"Yeah, whatever she did, it's alright now" Dean nods, laughing at the both us.
"Shut up" I say, dripping with mud.
"That Constinence chick, what a bitch!" Derek yells out. He wipes the mud from his face and flicks it to the ground.
"She doesn't want us digging around, that's for sure" Sam says. I sigh and sit againist the impala next to him. He gives me a small apologetic smile. He then sniffs the air and screws his face up. "You smell like a toilet" he says, turning to me.
"I will kill you" I sigh.
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We get to the hotel, breaking into Dad's room. He was here, he was working this case.
"I'm grabbing a shower, find us something" I tell the boys, going into the bathroom. I peel off my clothes, jumping under the hot water. I scrub every speck of dirt and muck off me. I lather myself in their cheap body wash, making sure I smell good again, not like a toilet. I use some shampoo and get out, wrapping up in a towel. I walk out of the bathroom, feeling alot better. "Anyone got any clothes?" I ask.
"In my bag" Derek says, all still looking at the walls. "You were always a shitty packer" he says turning to me with a grin. I poke my tounge out at him. Sam grabs the top of his head, turning him back around and away from me. I'm pleasantly suprised to find my little bag of clothes in his big bag. Dean called suddenly and we just left. Obviously Derek did the smart thing and grabbed what he could first. God, i'm lucky to have him with me. It's not much, I don't have a shirt. I'm sure he won't mind if I steal one of his. I'm sure. I go back into the bathroom and quickly change. I come out, towelling off my long black hair. I've got on a matching purple lace pair of my own undergarments, thank you Derek, my favourite black denim shorts, thanks again, and I took one of Derek's shirts. I've partially tucked it into my shorts as he's got a pretty large frame and the shirt's longer than my shorts.
"Shower's your's" I tell Derek. I smile sweetly at him when his eyebrows burrow at the shirt i'm wearing. "Thanks" I say.
"Whatever" he chuckles. He takes his bag and goes into the shower. I move to look at the info Dad has on the walls.
"Hey Ash..what I said earlier about Mum and Dad, i'm sorry-" I cut Sam off by bringing my hand up.
"Dude, no click flick moments" I say. Sam chuckles and nods. We look around some more and that's when I see it. There's a picture of all of us and Dad. Dad's sitting on the hood of the impala, he's got me on his knee. Dean's sitting beside him, he's got his arms around Sam's and Derek's shoulders. Dad looks to be in his late 20s, we can't be any older than 10. I smile and fold the picture up, putting it in my pocket.
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"I'm starving" Dean says.
"So am I. I'm going to the diner" I say, getting up.
"I'm coming" Derek says. I smile at him and we both go for the door. We don't like to split up so we usually don't. We walk outside. "Feeling better?" Derek asks.
"I'm fine" I say, giving him a small smile. "It's out in the open now, we've both said our piece so it's okay now"
"Good" Derek smiles.
"Sorry for snapping at you" I say, trying to find the camaro key on the keys.
"It's okay. I'm just glad it wasn't me you hit" Derek says, making me chuckle. I freeze when I see a couple of the officers from the bridge. Dammit.
"Shit" I say, quickly pulling out my phone and ringing Dean. "Cops are here, we've been spotted. Take off, find Dad" I say, hanging up. I turn back around when they stop behind us. "Problem officers?" I ask. They look between Derek and I.
"Where's your partners?" the dark skinned guy asks us.
"Partners? What partners?" Derek asks, playing dumb. The guy sends his friend in to check out of room. Dammit. Please have gotten out.
"So, fake US Marshells" the guy says. "Fake credit cards. You got anything that's real?" he asks.
"My boobs" I say, grinning sweetly. Then we're both slammed onto the hood of the car, being arrested.
"You're an idiot" Derek sighs.
"Hey, you know they're real" I grin. Why not tease him? We're probably going to jail anyway, may as well.
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I give the cop another fake name. They tell Derek and I we're both suspects.
"So tell me, Ashlee" the cop says. "Derek" he says, looking at Derek. God dammit! "What is this?" he asks, slamming a familiar old leather journal in front of us. "I thought that might be your names. See, I looked through this. Found a few pictures" he says, pointing to one of Derek and I when we were 16 and 18. "Couldn't make out much of it, it's 9 kinds of crazy" I glare at the finger, willing it to fall off. He shouldn't be touching my Dad's journal. "I found this. You're both staying until you tell me exactly what the hell that means" he says. He's pointing at coordinates with mine, Derek's and Dean's name above it. A case, he knew we'd come. We lie, tell him it was a family tradition to have the same locker combinations.
"We have to go, shots fired" another officer says, coming in. I smirk.
"Do either of you have to go to the bathroom?" the officer asks.
"No?" Derek says.
"Good" then we're being handcuffed to the table. Derek flips through the journal, pulling out a paperclip. He grins at me and gets it work unpicking.
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We climb down the wall, Dad's journal securely in Derek's jacket. Derek jumps down into a crotch.
"Jump" he says, holding his arms out.
"Please catch me" I say nervously, only concrete under him.
"I will Ash, jump" he chuckles. I jump down and of course, strong arms catch me.
"Thanks" I smile. Derek smiles back and puts me back on my feet. We find a payphone and Derek rings Dean.
"Fake 911 call, pretty illegal" Derek grins. Dean's saying something but I can't hear. "No, she's fine, she's with me" Derek tells him. "Listen, your Dad's gone. I've got his journal. There's coordinates in here" Derek's quiet for awhile. "Dean? Dean?" he asks. He hangs up the phone.
"What happened?" I ask him.
"I don't know, line just went dead" Derek tells me.
"We gotta find them" I say.
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We get out of the car that Derek stole, racing over to the impala. Dean shoots at something before Sam's driving the impala through the house. Uh..alright. Derek and I run in after him.
"Sam?! Dean?! You okay?" I ask them, opening the door. Both males nod. "Help me" I say to Derek. I get Sam out and Derek gets Dean out. We look up to see the Women In White. She throws drawers at us, pinning us to the car. I'm pinned againist Derek and I got to say, I might have to thank the Women In White..well after we've killed her of course. The lights start to flicker, water running down the stairs. It's two little kids..her kids. The one's the evil bitch drowned. They run at her and she's dragged down in a puddle of nothing, screams and demonic sounds filling the air. Dean shoves the drawers off us and I can finally breath properly. We walk over to the puddle.
"This is where she drowned her kids" Dean says.
"It's why she could never come home" Sam says. "She was too scared to face them"
"You found her weak spot, good work Sammy" Dean claps him over the shoulder. I lean on Derek's shoulder, still catching my breath. I'm shorter than them so their torsos being crushed was my damn ribs and lungs being crushed. Sam laughs.
"Wish I could say the same for you, what were you thinking? You don't shoot Casper in the face you freak" Sam chuckles.
"Hey, it saved your ass" Dean says. "I tell you another thing, if you screwed up my car..i'll kill you" Dean warns him.
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We're in the car, getting geared up for the coordinates Dad left us, our next case.
"The interview's in 10 hours, I gotta be there" Sam says. Dean sighs and nods.
"I'll take you home" he says. I shake my head. I actually thought Sam might change his mind and join Dean. Dean needs somebody now that Dad's missing. Derek and I have cases of our own to look into, the 3 of us can't stay together forever. Dean needs his brother. By the sounds of things, Sam doesn't care. He's got a whole other life that's more important. We pull up at his house. We all get out.
"Call me if you find him" Sam says to us. "This won't be the last time you see me" he assures us. I nod, not really believing that.
"Okay Sammy, bye" I say. Sam goes inside. Dean comes over to us.
"We should go, we've got a long drive" he says. I nod.
"You're driving" I tell Derek, going for the camaro.
"Is she okay?" I hear Dean ask Derek.
"She just misses her family" Derek tells him.
"Just keep an eye on her" Dean tells him. I roll my eyes. Yeah, because Derek doesn't watch out for me 24/7 anyway..not that he'll admit that to me or Dean but I know. I know because I do the same for him.
"I will. I'll follow you out" Derek says. Dean nods and gets in the impala. Derek get's into the camaro with me. We hear Sam yelling. Dean runs inside. Then I smell it..fire. Derek and I are ready to run in to but Derek's hesitating. I understand.
"Wait here" I tell him. I take off inside and i'm suprised when he's following me.
"You're not going in alone" he says. I nod thankfully. Fire isn't exactly my favourite thing either. We see Dean trying to drag Sam out, his room's in flames.
"Go! Sam, come on!" Dean yells. They all make for the door but I can't move. There, on the ceiling, is Jessica. I may have been young but I could never forget. She looks like Mum did, stomach cut open, pinned to the ceiling..burning. "Ash!" Dean yells.
"Go, i'll get her out!" Derek tells him. "Ash, come on!" Derek yells, grabbing my arm. My eyes are glued up at the girl I barely knew. I have flashbacks, my Mum screaming, my Dad, my brothers screaming. Derek picks me up and runs out of the house. The police come, neighbours come, ambulances and fire trucks. Just like the Hale house. But just like them, they're too late. I'm sitting on the camaro's trunk, Derek's standing between my legs, checking me over. Sam's agreed to help us, to come with Dean. Him and Dean are loading guns. "Ash?" Derek calls out. I look up at him with tear-filled eyes. He hugs me and I hug him back tightly. "I know" he says, rubbing my back. I let my tears fall. That picture..seeing it again. It hurts, alot. It teared open a wound i've been slowly healing for 11 years. I have to find who killed my Mum.
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Hope you like that start and got a good look at the characters and how they are with each other :) More to come definitely! Favourite, follow and review!