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"I will never get used to driving on the bloody wrong side of the road." Garrett huffed as he flexed his grip on the steering wheel. Effy looked up from her laptop and smirked at him.
"More work in the land of the free, apparently."
She closed her laptop and rubbed her greasy face, it'd been a couple days since her last shower and the lack of hygiene was starting to get to her. "Looks like Columbus has some funky stuff going on, heavy-set guys are dropping down all over the place and get this – they're 200 pounds lighter than when they were last seen alive."
Garrett mocked a heaving sound and chuckled slightly. "Do we really want to check that out, Eff? I mean, I don't think whatever could be behind that is exactly… elegant."
Effy scoffed at her brother. "Since when were monster's ever elegant, Gaz?"
"I don't know, ghosts aren't too bad. Apart from the whole ectoplasm thing."
"Ghostbuster's makes it look so much cooler than it actually is."
They both smiled before Garrett nodded to a sign. "Welcome to Indiana." He sighed as he looked over at his sister, running his free hand through his hair. He smirked when his grey eyes met her green, shrugging. "I suppose we can make a small detour. We've still got a week before we've got to be in Tennessee."
Effy smiled and leant in to the window, she felt tired and when they were on the road they had to take whatever sleep they could get.
She jumped slightly as her phone rang, sighing at how close she had been to sleep. The ringtone was from her 'work' phone, which never really rang past office hours. Garrett raised an eyebrow as she answered it.
"Good evening, this is Agent Adrienne Moore speaking, how can I help you?" She put on her best American accent. She didn't know who was calling and, after all, a British FBI agent wasn't exactly common.
"Effy? It's Dean."
"Dean?" Effy furrowed her brows a moment as she exchanged a look with her brother. He'd only called a couple of days ago asking if she could get some information about vengeful spirits.
"Dean Winchester calling me twice in one week, what are the odds?"
She could hear a slight smile through the phone as he spoke. "Yeah don't get too used to it, kid. Listen, have you heard from my dad recently?"
Effy furrowed her brow at the question. "John? No, last time we spoke was when we hit that vampire nest with you guys in Mesa a couple months back. He hasn't called or anything since."
"Has he called Garrett or Sera? Or your parents? I can't get a hold of him, Eff, he's dropped off the grid." His tone was worried, it sounded so unusual coming from the usually carefree-Dean.
Garrett kept glancing over, trying to piece together the conversation. "Wouldn't be the first time he's gone under the radar for a little bit. What's wrong, Dean?"
"Please, Eff. I just got a real bad feeling."
She sighed as she mouthed the question to her brother, him shaking his head. "Garrett says he hasn't heard anything, I'll call dad now and get back to you in a bit."
"Okay, thanks kiddo."
Effy pursed her lips, trying to think of some way to comfort her friend. "I'm sure he's fine, Dean. It'd take a hell of a lot to bring John Winchester down." In all honestly Effy wasn't worried about the old Winchester man, he could more than handle himself. He was damn near the best hunter she knew.
"Yeah. Yeah, you're probably right." She could hear the hesitation in his voice and quickly said her goodbye before dialling a new number in her phone.
Garrett looked over at her as he drove, eyes flicking to her phone. "So what, John's missing or something?" He asked as his sister brought the phone back to her ear.
"Yeah. Dean's all worked up. He says he has a bad feeling this time."
He rolled his eyes slightly. "How many times has John 'disappeared' before? There's a method to the man's madness, I'm sure."
Effy sighed as the dialling tone rang in her ear. "It won't hurt to make a couple calls, Garrett."
The dialling tone stopped and through the phone Effy heard familiar laughter, a deep and throaty laugh. "Dad?" She asked, smiling. She missed her parents and sister, though it wouldn't be long now.
"Eff, sweetheart, you best not be calling to say you and Garrett aren't going to make Tennessee this year." She could hear the smile in her father's voice as he spoke.
"No, Dad. We'll make it." She sighed as she rested her arm along the window, absently looking out the window as she tapped the leather of the car. "Dean called, he want's to know if you've heard from John recently."
Effy didn't have to see her father to know he'd be pulling the same face she and her brother had, a furrowed brow and crinkled nose. "John? No, he called about a month after we parted ways in Mesa, other than that nothing."
"Did he say anything about what he was doing? Where he was headed next?" She asked, hopeful that she may be able to gleam some sort of information for Dean.
Her father cleared his throat and she could hear her mother's voice in the background, probably talking to her older sister. "Jericho, California, he said. Thought he might be on that thing that got his wife and your Gran." Effy could hear her father sigh. "He promised he'd call if he found anything. He never called, I assumed nothing turned up. Bastard knows I want that cretin dead as much as anyone else."
Effy nodded, her brother looking at her once again trying to decipher her conversation. "I know, dad. John's just a fair bit more bitter than the rest of us." Garrett scoffed. "That's an understatement." He muttered under his breath.
"That's all I know." Her father said before his voice quieted, probably having taken the phone from his ear. "Hun, have you heard from John Winchester since Mesa?" Effy fiddled with the ashtray along the car door, flipping it as she listened to the phone.
"Sorry, monkey. Your mother and sister haven't heard anything either." Effy sighed as she shut the ashtray. "S'alright, dad. I'll let him know. Thanks."
"Anything for you kids." He chuckled. "You two stay safe. Love you." Effy smiled as she looked over to her brother. "Love you too, Dad. See you next week."
Garrett looked over at his sister expectantly. "So?" Effy dialled Dean's number back in to her phone, sighing. "Apparently he was headed to Jericho, something about the thing that got gran, but that was at least a month and a half ago."
"Are you kidding me?! And he didn't call in the cavalry?" Garrett's face scrunched up slightly. The Bennett's had a fiery temper, that was for sure, though Garrett and Sera seemed to be the most hotheaded of the lot. Effy was more calculated, like her father, though she seemed to be less quick to anger than he.
"Calm down, Garrett. You and Dad have forgotten to even call us when you've been on it's trail." She rubbed her eyes as she pressed call on her phone, bringing it back to her ear as the dialling tone rang.
"Hello?"
Effy flipped the ashtray open again. "Hey, Dean. Dad says he heard from John about a month after Mesa, said he was heading to Jericho. Something about the thing that got your mum and Gran, he didn't give any details. That's all we've got."
"It's something. Thanks, kid." He almost sounded appreciative.
Effy paused and flipped the ashtray back down, staring at the road ahead. "Be careful, Dean. If it is him… well, John was a fool to rush off alone."
She thought she heard a chuckle before he spoke. "It's okay, I won't be alone."
Effy furrowed her brow in confusion. "What, you got another hunter lined up? Forgive me being blunt Dean but your Dad has pissed off just about every bloody hunter in North America."
Dean paused for a moment. "No. No, actually, I'm getting Sammy."
"Dean…" Her tone was scolding. He hadn't seen let alone talked to Sam for two years. Effy didn't think the younger Winchester would be all too pleased for Dean to rock up at his doorstep unannounced.
"It'll be fine." Dean's tone was stern, he wouldn't be talked down.
Effy sighed. "Just… keep checking in. If you don't, you'll have the entire Bennett clan on your arse."
"Will do."
The corner of her mouth twitched as she looked out the window of the car. "Bye Dean."
"Catcha, Eff."
A/N: This is a veeeeryy short introduction, but all I wanted to do was introduce the new characters and cement their position in the whole Supernatural universe.
So a bit more about Effy!
She's the youngest of her siblings(20), Garrett (24) and Sera (26). Her family (on both sides) descend from a long line of hunters. They're already well acquainted with the Winchester's, with John being one of Effy's father's many American contacts for twenty one years.
Effy has long waist-length brown hair, green eyes and olive skin. She looks most like her paternal grandmother(Gran), though inherited her name from her maternal grandmother(Nan).
This story begins just before season 1 but I'll be moving pretty quickly (there is 10 seasons after all!)
I hope you enjoy this story and my OC's!
