.1 Secrets
It had been so long now for her since she'd seen her brothers. They would be ashamed of her now, of what she had become. The woman ran her hand through the tangled mess of dirty blonde curls, her other hand entangled in the phone cable. Her eyes glanced from the phone back to the kitchen table one more time before you spoke.
"Bobby, they can't come here. Give 'em another lead or somethin'." Her voice pleaded with the man on the other end of the phone.
"You gotta' tell 'em at some point." While he might have had a point it didn't mean she agreed with it.
"How am I supposed to explain to my supernatural creature hunting brothers that I'm damned vampire?" Her voice was a higher pitch as she let out frustrated sigh.
"Should of told 'em when it happened, Margaret." The scolding dad voice that she heard on the other end made her feel guilty. Leaning against the counter she took a deep breath.
"You know why I didn't." Her gaze was now watching the five year old girl who was finishing some school work at the kitchen table. She could hear her dad's friend let out a gruff sigh on the other end of the line.
"They would've understood Marge." His tone was half comforting. She hardly believed him, her snort proved that fact.
"Sam would've, I can never be so sure about Dean. How long do I have Bobby, before they arrive?" She asked, her daughter looked up at her and smiled.
"A few hours. They've been worried about you, and with news of a sighting of you in Virginia you should have known they'd come looking. You did pull a Houdini on them Margaret." She let out another sigh.
"I have to tell them, don't I?" Bobby made a sound that reminded her of something she'd done herself several times towards the little girl sitting at the table.
"I got to go Margaret, just thought I'd give you a heads up." A small smile escaped her lips. At least she knew he still loved her.
"Thanks Bobby."
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Dean stared long and hard at the frozen face of his baby sister. They'd been in the small town for about an hour when they ran into her and a little girl who looked almost identical to her. She left quickly soon after seeing them, not yet having built up the courage to talk to either of them quite yet. But then he went and found her house and knocked on the door. The once little girl who looked no different than the last time he'd seen her five years ago was blocking the door not allowing either to pass.
"Want to invite us in Nae?" Dean finally asked, she looked thoughtful before moving to the side allowing him to pass. Sam tilted his head towards her in acknowledgement.
"What brings you here Dean?" She questioned stiffly, not all the comfortable with having her two hunters for brothers in her home. He made a face at her.
"How about what the actual hell Naomi, you disappeared on us five years ago. And the first time we see you you're with a little kid who I'll have you know looks exactly like you." Well at least that was the only thing he noticed.
"That's my daughter." Her voice was so low, Dean looked at her with a raised brow.
"You're what? Come again, I don't think I heard you right Naomi. Cause I could've sworn you said she was your daughter." She glared at him but before she could say anything she heard footsteps approaching. The little girl stood in the entrance from the hallway to the living room.
"Mama, what's going on?" The little girl questioned, she bit her lip as she looked between her brothers and then back at the little girl. But she was saved having to answer by the doorbell ringing. Saved by the bell she thought as she walked over to the door, pulling it open she gave the two people standing there a thankful look.
"Thank you." She mumbled so only they could hear.
"Mary Grace do you have your stuff ready? Elena and Stefan are here." It seemed that the little's girls question vanished and excitement took over as if remembering what she got to do today.
"Is everything okay Ms. Walker?" The male questioned looking between her brothers cautiously.
"Everything is fine Stefan, thank you again for watching her tonight I know you both had other things you wanted to do so it means a lot." The teens nodded their heads as the little girl approached the other teen smiling.
"It's not at all a problem Ms. Walker, come on Mary Grace we don't want to be late for the movie." Elena spoke as she picked up the five year old before giving the two mean another suspicious eyeful.
"Thank you again." She spoke before shutting the door as they walked away.
"Ms. Walker?" Sam, the taller of her brothers inquired. She gave him a look, before glancing at Dean as he gave her a hard to read expression.
"It's an allias Sammy." Her tone was impatient. Dean finally looked as if he wanted to hit her, but as he saw the warn expression in her eyes he controlled the urge to do so.
"What happened Naomi? Why didn't you tell us?" It might have been the heightening of her emotions or the fact that this was not the way she planned her evening to go but tears trickled down her face as she finally broke.
"Because you wouldn't have understood." Her voice was so cold, so filled with hurt that it made Dean want to reach out to her but he was mad at her and couldn't get passed the fact she'd hid this from them. It was Sam who finally broke the silence.
"Why wouldn't we have understood Nae? We love you, you're our sister." You want be saying that in a minute. She thought bitterly. Dean gave her another one of his looks like he expected her to spill the beans.
"Because of who her father is, because you'll never forgive once you know." Her voice was so quiet so lost that Sam whose resolve was not near as strong as Dean's and seeing as he stood closer to their sister wrapped his arms around her. Dean looked over at the slightly uncomfortable but still waiting for a decent explanation. When Sam let her go she made a motion for them to sit, her brothers sat on the couch and she curled up into the arm chair opposite of them. It took a moment before she'd look them in the eyes but when she finally did she regretted it. That was when Dean spoke, probably feed up with her at this point.
"Who is it Naomi, what guy knocked you that made you so scared that you ran away from us?" It should have comforted her to know they still cared but it didn't it made this all the more harder for her.
"I can't tell you." She informed them as she bit her lip, because it was the truth she couldn't physically tell them. Naomi couldn't tell anyone anything about him that was the deal.
"Margaret Naomi, this isn't a fucking game." Dean snarled angrily as he looked over at her. She glared at him.
"You don't think I don't know that Dean. I can't tell you, not because I don't want to but because I physically can't fucking tell you asshhat." Her tone was harsh, she really needed a blood bag. He was her brother but he was really working on her nerves at this point.
"Okay. Nae you could have told us about her, let us know you were safe." She let out a bitter laugh. If only they knew why she hadn't… Because it would destroy them, and she didn't know if she'd be able to live with herself afterwards.
"I couldn't lie to you." Her words were so hallow eyes darkened, she had never been safe.
"What happened to you?" Dean finally demanded this was not the same girl he taught how to ride a bike, not the sweet child who played pretend this was just some ghost of that person. He could tell she had demons, they all did. But he's be damned if he didn't figure out what caused her to become so… different.
"I died!" She finally snapped giving them both a sorrowful facial expression. That was not what they had expected to hear. Dean was the first to react.
"What do you mean you died? Seriously Naomi this isn't funny." Sam on the other hand began drawing the pieces together, he'd noticed her sudden lack of clumsiness, and the way she held herself wasn't like anything he'd ever seen from her. And then there was the ring, they she hadn't touched this whole time and if Sam knew anyone he knew her and she always fettled with her rings. Finally she stood, slightly slipping the ring from her finger. The sun the entered through the tiny peak of curtains behind her burned at her flesh before she slipped the ring back on.
"No." Dean finally mumbled, looking at her with wide eyes as the burn wounds healed up. And that was it for her resolve she ran at an inhuman speed to her kitchen. Hastily she pulled a blood bag from a secret compartment in her fridge before tearing into the bag. When the bag was finished she saw both her brothers giving her damned looks from where they stood at the entry way. Finally she met their gaze.
"Do you understand now?" Her voice was so meek, so afraid neither of them had ever seen her like that. The whole vampire thing aside she was still Naomi. Dean turned from the door, his back to her and walked away Sam offered her no condolence as he followed his brother. He stopped at the door, he finally managed to look at her.
"How..." The air was left open, and she knew what he had meant. How long, how long had she kept this from them? From him…
"A months after Mary was born." She'd been like that for five years, and she never told them. Dean wanted to say something but every instinct he had was telling him to kill her, and he could never do that to his little sister. So he walked out the door. Naomi stood in her front door and watched her brothers get in the car and drive away. Sinking to the floor she was flooded with emotions.
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Dean had every intentions of leaving this town, and his sister behind for good. It felt as if their search for her was in vain, because in the end she was dead. "Dean." The voice of Sam caught his inner monologue attention and he looked over at where his brother sat beside him in the Impala.
"What Sammy?" His tone was snippety and Dean felt as if he had all he could deal with for today.
"She looked heartbroken. When we left." Yah well he sure felt that way.
"Sammy she's a vampire now. I bet she's killed innocent people." His tone was defeated, and Sam sighed. Neither one really wanted to believe his last statement.
"We don't know that and besides Dean we have too, and you know she has when she's hunted. Nae can't be like that not if she has a human living in her house." His tone was pleading, they needed to go back.
"No Sammy, she's gone. Everything we loved about Naomi has been replaced by a blood sucker." Sam seemed to contemplate this before speaking.
"You didn't say that about me Dean." His tone was accusing.
"That's different Sammy, you know that's different." Dean tried to defend, but it fell on deaf ears.
"You know it's not." Were the only words Sam said before he became quiet. Dean was left to ponder in the silence that soon filled the Impala. Because if he was honest with himself he knew Sam was right.
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Naomi accepted the sleeping child from the teen's arms. She offered the human and vampire couple a small thankful smile before she spoke. "Thank you again for taking her out tonight. I would have but then my brothers…" Her voice trailed off her tone disheartened, Stefan recognized the look all too well.
"They didn't take it well?" He questioned giving her a sympathetic look.
"Seeing as I haven't seen them in five years and have basically lied to them for just as long not really. It'll be okay." Although her tone became more cheerful the two were hardly fooled. But neither mentioned it as they said their goodbyes Naomi carefully walked up the stairs to her daughter's room. Tucking the girl into the bed she kissed her forehead and then walked out of the room right into someone.
"Things not go your way love?" Naomi jumped startled at the voice before hitting him in the chest with a glare.
"What are you doing here Nik?" She demanded looking back at the little girl's room cautiously.
"I was curious." Naomi snorted looking at him with a tight smile.
"Bull shit, spill it Nik what do you want?" He smirked down at her, his blue eyes mischievous.
"I wanted to make sure you were still in one piece. Those brothers of yours I hear are quite unforgiving." His tone was taunting, and she almost wanted to lunge at him.
"Well I'm fine now get the hell out, beside aren't you supposed to be in hiding or something." She brushed past him, only to have him pin her to the wall. His lips dangerously close, as his hot breath sent shivers down her spine.
"You should know better Nami." His tone serious. Nik's hands ran itself along her side pushing up the shirt as they went. She went to push him, only to have him grab her wrists and pin them over her head.
"Let me go Niklaus. Need I remind you your daughter is sleeping?" She bit out bitterly. He dropped her to the ground at that moment. Quickly she pulled herself from the ground brushing herself off. He seemed as if something had occurred to him he speed into their child's room. The little girl slept peacefully. Naomi gave him a lopsided smile from where she leaned against the doorway observing him.
"I had to make sure…" His voice held desperation only she had ever seen from him as he brushed a strand of blonde hair away from the little girl's face.
"My brothers may hate me currently, but they'd never harm a child besides she went and saw a movie with Stefan and the doppelgänger." She informed him, it seemed to put him at ease for the time being.
"They do not know of me, correct?" He questioned her.
"I have kept your secret Nik, as I promised. As long as you still keep mine." He nodded his head before walking over to where she stood.
"I would never betray your trust Margaret Naomi Winchester." She nodded her head at him in understanding.
"Nor would I, Niklaus Mikaelson." And as soon as he'd snuck up on her he had left.
XOXOX
Not completely sure of where this falls with both shows but it will come to me. Just an idea that popped into my head. So yah. Not sure if I will continue or if this will be it. Let me know what you think.
Sincerely, LaRae