This is just a short story for my character's birthday. Today is my character Christina's birthday for Supernatural. As such, this is a short story of her celebrating it with her two brothers. Again from all my other stories I don't own any rights to Supernatural just to Christina. If you don't like the fact I made a story for her birthday don't read. It's just I was bored and I thought 'What the heck' enjoy and comment.
It was like any other day. The sun rose in its normal routine from rising up from the east. It fell on my face through the slightly parted curtains. The usual two pairs of snores from my sleeping brothers were the same. The only difference was I was now in a different hotel in a different part of the country. But everything else was the same.
I let out a sigh before rolling out of my fold away bed and walked towards the bathroom to take a hot shower holding my backpack and then closing the door behind me. I stood there letting the hot liquid pour over my body making my recent scrapes and cuts sting. I lifted my head letting the water rinse off my long hair and down my back. I looked around and admired the teal tiles that dotted the otherwise bland white bathroom walls.
I rubbed my face and turned off the water as I carefully stepped out grabbing a towel and quickly wrapping it over my small frame. I walked over towards the mirror and rubbed at the steam to look at the dark rings that now stained my pale peach skin. "I need more sleep." I whispered to myself grabbing a hand towel and stuck it under the sink faucet drenching the semi soft fabric and then began to wash my face.
I was typing wildly on my brother Sam's laptop trying to search for another case, when I felt something being placed on top of my head. I glanced around to see both Sam and my older brother Dean wearing bright blue party hats and holding a wrapped object each.
"Happy Birthday, sis." Dean said setting down his present first. I twisted in the seat and pulled on the cheap wrapping paper to see a long thin box and I lifted up the lid. Inside was a brand new necklace chain after my other one had broken on my family charmed necklace. He also handed me a small switchblade which I smiled and carefully placed it on the table before turning back to them.
"Thank you Dean." I said with a smile standing up and gave him a large hug. He returned the hug before Sam cleared his throat handing me a little heavy present. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion as I ripped the wrapping paper. The large cardboard box was no match to my new switchblade and I lifted the edges. I let out a chuckle as inside was a black laptop. I lifted it up and smiled up at Sam. "Thank you Sam." I said with a chuckle.
"Happy birthday, Christy. Now get off my laptop." He added with a smile. I chuckled before I hugged him as a thank you.
As we drove down the interstate heading towards a new case I sat in my usual spot in the back of Dean's Impala. But I knew it wasn't an usual trip. It was the first birthday that I enjoyed. Enjoyed with two of the most important people in my life. Even though I knew that none of them are ever happy on November second, because of what happened to mom, I knew they were happy that I was in their life. As I slowly drifted off to sleep I heard the soft lullaby voice of a woman, say "Happy Birthday my angel."
