This is my first Supernatural fic, and i'm really excited about it.
I do not own Supernatural, this is just for yummy, yummy fun.
read and review please.
This fick is a little AU, because to be honest it really is a lot of work to get every detail right, so I change things here and there. Dean does have the mark of cain, but I love the brothers when they dont got so much problems going on. So this story is going to revolve around the brothers and what's going on with my OC. I think that's all you need to know, if I think of something later, I'll tell you on my next update. Enjoy lovely readers.
Young Women discharged, after Murder of local cop.
20 year old Della Del Rey was discharged earlier this morning, after being deemed mentally unfit to carry out the rest of her remaining time in a holding cell, and has been sent home under house arrest until the time comes for the trial to come underway. Del Rey was arrested just earlier this week, after she turned herself in to the local authorities for the murder of local street cop Paul Johnson. After being questioned Del Rey confessed to the murder but stated that it was done under self-defense after police officer Johnson allegedly tried to rape, and kill her. Under further questioning Del Rey stated that during the attack officer Johnson's face started to morph, when asked what Johnson started to look like, Del Rey stated that he was showing her his true face, the face of a demon from hell. Now less than a week in holding the authorities have deemed her stable enough to go home until her trial this upcoming month.
"Hey Dean, I think I found something." Sam told his brother from his seat at the only table in the dingy motel that they were staying in, somewhere in Colorado.
"Ya, is it somewhere freaking warm? Cause I'm telling you man, my junk's getting frosty, and when the junk gets frosty, its time to move south." Sam turned to dean who was lounging on the mattress with a bag of cookies on his lap as he watched crummy TV.
"I'm just going to go around the topic of your junk and tell you what I just read." giving Sam a amused grin, Dean kept on with his unhealthy consumption of cookies
"Shoot, brosuf."
"Okay, well this girl was arrested after she turned herself in for murder, but until the trial they let her go home under house arrest."
"Okay what's the big deal, she just some nutcase." uninterested Dean turned his attention back to the small TV.
"Ya that's the thing though, that's why the let her go, they think she might actually be a nutcase. During the questioning she told the police that she did it under self-defense, and that the officer she killed was a demon from hell." cookies abandoned Dean got off the colorful bed and went over to San and his laptop.
"Really? Did she say what kind?" looking at Dean like he was a moron, Sam couldn't help his sarcasm.
"Ya Dean, they asked her what kind of demon it was, so they could go out and look for it."
"Jerk,"
"Bitch,"
"Okay, so you think it's a case? We go over to demon killers house, get the deets, then sayonara black eyed bitch. Where'd you say this place was at anyways?"
"Victorville,"
"Whatorville?"
"Victorville, the High Desert. It's in California." with a new found energy in his eyes, Dean moved to his bed and brought out his bag, and started stuffing his stuff inside.
"What are you doing man?" Sam couldn't hide the laughs as he watches Dean pack the fastest he's ever packed.
"This girl needs are help Sammy, and there's not one second to loose. I'll bring the car around, you drop off the room keys. Come on Sammy lets hustle." Dean takes his bag and leaves the room only to come back in a moment after he closed the door.
"So I was just thinking, after we gank this guy, Long Beach, we can hit the board walk, the Freak Show maybe. Huh, what do ya think… Sammy."
"The car Dean,"
"Oh right. I'll be waiting outside man." with the door closed Sam placed his elbows on the table, and his face in his hands. Taking in a deep breath he couldn't help to chuckle it out.
"The Freak Show," Sam thought with irony, there whole life was a freak show.
After paying for the room, and leaving the room keys Sam walked deliberately slow towards the impala. After a few seconds of slow walking San laughed at the loud honks coming from his brothers car.
"Alright, alright I'm coming." when he got into the car, Sam didn't look in Deans direction until after he securely put his seatbelt on, than and only than, did he look at Dean.
"Could you have moved any slower Grandma. It's not like there's a girls life at stake here."
"You're right Dean, I'm sorry, come on lets go… Freak Show"
"FREAK SHOW, BABY! California here I come!"
I know the chapter is small, and it will be the smallest in this story, but I needed to just introduced what they are headed into. I really am excited about this story, let me know what you think so far. I will be updating regularly quickly because I have the layout for it mostly finished and I just put in details, and dioluge.
Again please read and review your feedback let's me know how this story is fairing with readers. Anyways, I'll see ya'll soon.