Hi everyone, so this actually started out as an imagine on my tumblr blog and I kind of ran with the idea.
Hope you enjoy the first chapter. Please review.
Mary sat in the passenger seat of her mum's Dodge Charger with her legs tucked up underneath her and her headphones in. Emily pulled the car up outside a small house with one floor and a porch out front.
With a sigh Mary tugged out her headphones and pressed stop on her audiobook. She turned and looked at her mum.
Emily gave her a small smile. "It's not much. Your grandma on my side left it to me when she passed away. The Smith family was never very rich. But it'll be enough for us."
Mary shrugged. "Yeah, sure, whatever."
"Mary." Emily sighed.
"What?" Mary looked at her. "It's fine mum. You know… totally fine."
Emily rubbed her jaw. "Your dad and I…"
"Think this is best, that I'm safer here than there. I know, I get it. It's fine." Mary snapped.
"Okay." Emily said softly. "Shall we go inside?"
"Fine." Mary got out of the car and grabbed her bag from the back.
Emily closed her eyes and counted to five before getting out of the car and joining her daughter on the front porch. She unlocked the door and stepped inside. "It'll need a little work but I think it'll be rather nice when we're done."
Mary glanced around. "Better than most motels." She rubbed the back of her neck.
The house had been unoccupied for ten years, the furniture was covered in dust sheets but everywhere needed a good cleaning and repainting at least. The kitchen needed restocking of new appliances, the living room a television, the bathroom needed some new things and then there were the bedrooms.
Emily was taking the master bedroom which left Mary to pick between two rooms. She decided on the room at the back of the house which was slightly larger than the other room. And it was decided that the third room would become a study/guest bedroom for Emily who would continue to hunt by helping other hunters with cover and research much the same as Bobby did. But they'd also include a bed in the room for Sam.
"Okay." Emily wrapped her arm around Mary's shoulders as they finished walking through the house. "We have the whole day, why don't we head to the nearest Target store and pick some things out?"
"Sure." Mary agreed.
So the two got back in the car and headed over to the store each grabbing a trolley each. Emily turned to her daughter. "Okay, paint colours. I think we'll go for three cream walls and one colour wall. So what colours do we want? Living room?"
"Red." Mary answered.
"Kitchen."
"Blue."
"Bathroom."
"Blue."
Emily shook her head. But selected three different shades of blue for the kitchen, living room and bathroom.
"What I like blue?" Mary teased her.
"I think I might have a wallpaper in my bedroom. What about you?" Emily asked Mary.
Mary shrugged. "Sure."
Mother and daughter walked around to the wallpaper section and looked at the various wallpapers. Emily selected a red poppy style wallpaper and Mary selected a wallpaper with various shades of blue butterflies on them.
With colours they started having fun picking out items to go in the rooms. They went for a pale blue for the kitchen so selected a blue kettle, toaster and microwave along with a blue saucepan set and cutlery with blue handles. Emily even found white with blue flowers tea, coffee, suger, biscuits and bread caddies.
For the living room, they selected a decent size television with built in dvd player. They had picked a burgnudy colour for the living room and so picked out cream curtins, red and cream coloured cushions for the couch and red coloured coasters.
Emily then selected a poppy design bedding for the bed, cream coloured curtains and a red lampshape and bedside lamp.
Mary picked a silver colour curtain, pale blue and green cushions, a butterfly design bedding also blue and blue lamps and lampshade. She decided to get a fluffy blue rug for the floor and then she spotted it, it was actually in the toy section but it was a blue patchwork rabbit. When she was little Mary had had a small grey rabbit that she took everywhere but when she was five it was lost.
"Get it." Emily said softly.
Mary shook her head. "No, it's fine."
"It'll be perfect for your room and it's like Mr Floppy." Emily picked up the rabbit and put it into her cart. "Come on, lets get this lot paid for."
Somehow they managed to get everything into the car and headed back to the house to unpack it all. With everything unpacked it was time for some lunch.
"Come on, I'm taking you for the best double bacon cheeseburgers and milkshakes of your life." Emily told Mary once they'd gotten everything unpacked.
So once again mother and daughter got in the car and headed further into town to Pop's Choclit shop. They grabbed a booth together and ordered, two double bacon cheeseburgers, fries, chocolate milkshakes and onion rings.
Emily watched her daughter look sadly out of the window. "I miss him too."
Mary glanced at her. "I only just got him back and now he's left us again."
"I know but it's the best thing and he'll visit. We're going to be okay." Emily promised her.
"But what if we're not?" Mary asked. "What if everything implodes on us?"
Emily gave her a small smile. "We just have to have faith it won't."
Mary leant back in her seat and rubbed at her eyes.
"I tell you what, we'll call him when we get home." Emily suggested. "You cn tell him about Mr Floppy the second." She joked.
Mary let out a small laugh.
"Okay ladies we have two chocolate shakes, two double bacon cheeseburgers with fries and onion rings. Enjoy." The waitress left them alone.
Mary picked up her burger and took a large bite. "Ohmigod." She groaned.
"Told you they were good." Emily took a bite out of her own burger. The two sat in silence as they ate their food. Once they were done and completely stuffed, Emily ordered some of the apple pie to go and they headed back to the house.
There Are No Happy Endings
The rest of the afternoon was spent decorating, they started with the bedrooms and had a lot of fun painting and doing the wallpaper. They stopped and ordered in a pizza.
"So how are we feeling?" Emily asked Mary as they sat on the living room floor.
Mary pressed her lips together. "I guess… it's not so bad."
Emily smiled. "Shall we call your dad?"
Mary nodded.
Emily pulled out her cell phone and called Dean's number.
"Dean."
"Hi baby it's Em." Emily said into the phone.
On the other end of the phone Dean smiled hearing his wife's voice. "Hey, how's it going?"
"Good, we got here fine and we've just been making the house liveable for us." Emily told him. "But I think someone else here really wants to talk to you so I'll pass you over and we'll chat again in a bit."
Mary took the phone from her mum. "Hey dad."
"Hey kid." Dean's smile grew hearing his daughter's voice. "How's Riverdale?"
"Eh it's okay. I mean they do have the best double bacon cheeseburgers EVER!" Mary exclaimed. "And the house is okay I guess." She added. "But the town sign literally says this is the town of pep. I'm not peppy!" Mary exclaimed.
"No peppy is not a word I'd use to describe you." Dean shook his head.
Mary nodded. "Exactly, I'm like the opposite of peppy. Can you imagine me as a cheerleader?" She asked him.
"Hey don't knock cheerleaders, your mum was an excellent cheerleader." Dean teased her.
Mary shrugged. "No offence Mum, but I don't think cheerleading is for me."
Emily smiled. "That's okay. It wasn't really my thing either."
"You're looking after your mum for me?" Dean asked Mary.
Mary nodded. "Of course… When are you coming to visit?" She asked.
Dean sighed. "I don't know kid… Soon." He promised.
"Okay." Mary pulled her knees into her chest. "I miss you."
"I miss you too kid." Dean said softly.
Mary sniffed and wiped at her eyes. "This sucks."
"I know." Dean cleared his throat. "But hey, soon you're going to be making friends and going to school and having all these cool adventures of your own that it won't suck as much." He promised her. "You might even be the first Winchester to go to and graduate from college." He teased her.
Mary smiled. "Maybe. How's everything going have you got any more leads."
Dean bit his lip not sure whether he should tell her the truth or not. "Not yet but we're working on it. Your Uncle Sammy is researching like mad."
"I hope you're helping him." Mary smiled.
"Well I'm sort of the moral support." Dean joked. "Nah, I'm pulling my weight."
"No he isn't Mary don't believe a word he says." Sam called out in the background.
"Will you stop trying to turn my daughter against me." Dean called to Sam.
"Never. It's an uncle's job to corrupt his niece." Sam responded.
Mary laughed. "Don't worry dad, I'll never turn against you."
Dean grinned. "You hear that Sammy she's uncorruptable." He called over his shoulder. "Okay kid, can you pass me back to your mum?"
"Okay." Mary sighed. "Love you dad."
"Love you too kid." Dean said softly.
Mary handed the phone back to her mum. "I'm going to go and see if everything in my room is dry." She got up and walked into her room.
Emily pressed the phone to her ear. "How are you doing?" She asked her husband.
Dean rubbed the back of his neck. "I miss you. I want you here but I know that it's safer for you there. It's… hard."
"It is hard." Emily agreed. "I miss you too. But you're right this is ultimately the best thing for Mary." She sighed. "And you know you can visit."
"Might be hard…" Dean paced the length of the motel room. "We found out what Michael's sword really is."
Emily frowned. "What is it?"
"Me." Dean told her. "I'm Michael's vessel and Sam is Lucifer's. We're supposed to say yes and fight it out." He explained to her.
Emily pressed her lips together. "Oh. Well it's an easy answer right? You just don't say yes." She argued. "If you don't say yes…"
"I know but they'll probably use someone else or find a loophole but we're going to find a way to stop them without saying yes." Dean told her. "Please… Don't worry."
"Of course I'm going to worry Dean. I worry during every hunt we go on, let alone… I'm going to worry but it's not something I can control. I love you." Emily added to the end.
Dean smiled. "I love you too. So have you seen your sister yet?"
"No and I'm not looking forward to it." Emily admitted. "Well you remember what she was like, especially after she started dating that Hal." She shook her head.
"Oh I remember, I quite clearly remember the frying pan coming at my head when you told her you were pregnant and leaving with me." Dean nodded.
Emily smiled. "Yeah, she wasn't happy. Still maybe sixteen years will calm her down. You know she didn't let me in to my mum's funeral?"
Dean nodded. "I remember. Well I should go, we've got some ground to cover and it sounds like you've got more painting to do."
Emily nodded. "Yeah, we're just going to plough through and get it all done. An all nighter for us." She smiled.
"I think we're going to be pulling the same." Dean agreed. "Stay safe."
"You too." Emily hung up the phone and stretched. "Okay kid, how are we getting on?" She asked walking into Mary's room to find Mary had positioned and made her bed, laid down the rug and Mr Floppy the Second was in pride of place in the middle of the bed. Mary was wrapping fairylights around the posters of the four poster bed. "Looking good. I'll start on the curtains." Emily walked over to the window and started fitting the curtains.
They'd finished the bedrooms by 10 o'clock. A coffee break was needed so Emily sent Mary to Pop's to pick up some coffee and late night snacks.
There Are No Happy Endings
Jughead Jones looked up when the bell above the door at Pop's rang. It was a late night in the middle of August, no one came to Pop's this late because they were all out by the lake or in their gardens. The girl who walked in was tall with short dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She was dressed in ripped jeans but they were ripped from wear and tear not as a fashion statement and a black tank top. A red and black plaid shirt was tied around her waist.
"Hi." Mary leant against the counter. "Please can I get… Four large coffees, two fries, two onion rings, four double bacon and cheese burgers and one of your chocolate and cherry pies to tke away please." She ordered.
Pop nodded. "It'll be twenty minutes."
Mary nodded. "No problem. Are you still looking for help?" She asked pointing to the help wanted sign behind Pop.
"I am." Pop told her. "I need someone to do the evening/night shift."
"I'd like to apply. I don't have much experience but I'm a fast learner and I am a complete night owl." Mary told him.
Pop nodded. "Okay, come by Friday at five in the evening and I'll give you a trail shift."
Mary smiled. "That would be great. I'm sure you'll see me before Friday but I will definitely be there." She told him.
Pop smiled. "Well I look forward to it." He turned to walk into the kitchen.
Mary turned and leant against the bar and looked around. She spotted the boy in the booth was staring at her. When she caught his eye he looked away, down at his laptop. Mary stuffed her hands in her jean pockets and walked over to his booth. "Hi."
"Hi." Jughead looked up at her.
"I'm Mary." She introduced herself.
"Jughead."
Mary frowned. "Jug… Head?"
"It's a nickname." Jughead explained to her.
"Oh. Okay." Mary smiled. "Can I sit?" She motioned to the empty side of the booth.
Jughead shrugged. "Free country."
Mary slipped into the booth. "What are you working on?"
"I'm writing a book… About this place." Jughead told her.
"Cool." Mary leant back in her seat. "Does much happen here then?" She asked him.
Jughead shook his head. "Not really. I'm still trying to find an angle."
Mary nodded.
"You're new. I've not seen you around here before." Jughead stated more than asked.
"I am. I guess that's kind of obvious. I guess new people tend to stand out here." Mary rubbed the back of her neck. "I just moved here with my mum. Literally, we got here this morning." She explained.
Jughead nodded. "Why did you move here?"
"My mum is from here… Well she grew up here." Mary shrugged.
"Old family?" Jughead asked.
Mary bit her lip. "I don't know much. I think so. But I think the name has vanished now because my grandma only had girls." She explained. "My dad's side of the family I know quite a bit about but he's from Lawence, Kansa."
Jughead took a sip of his coffee. "So why did you move?"
"Er… Well my parents have a really unstable job, it requires a lot of moving about and I've been home schooled a lot. So my mum's decided to take a step back so I can get socialised." Mary made air quotes with her fingers over the last word.
"I think I'd prefer to be home schooled." Jughead replied dryly.
"Yep." Mary agreed.
"Miss Winchester." Pop set her order onto the bar.
"Well that's me. See you around Jugster." Mary jumped up and collected her order and left.
There Are No Happy Endings
It was early in the morning by the time that everything was finished in the house and it felt like a home. Emily and Mary sat together on the couch with the curtains drawn watching the sun rise.
"See, doesn't this place feel more like home?" Emily asked Mary.
Mary shrugged. "It's okay I guess."
Emily chuckled. "You're just like your dad. And you're going to try for a job?"
"Well a bit of extra cash can't hurt. I'll try to give things a go." Mary shrugged. "What harm can it do?" She asked.
Emily smiled. "Do you want to try that one again? Once more with feeling?"
Mary laughed and rolled her eyes. "I'm a pessimist, can't help it."
"Okay, I think we should go and get some sleep and then we can get up late, grab some lunch and then stock the kitchen with food." Emily suggested.
Mary nodded. "Sounds great." She yawned. "Night mum."
Emily kissed her cheek. "Night kid."
Mary walked into her room and changed into a pair of shorts and tank top before climbing into her bed. She looked at Mr Floppy the Second and then grabbed him off the bedside table and hugged him into her chest. It was strange the comfort the rabbit brought to her.
Maybe Riverdale wouldn't be so bad. Maybe it would be okay. Maybe her dad and uncle would be okay. Maybe everything would have a happy ending. Too bad Mary didn't believe in happy endings.
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