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Chapter one - Never hang up on Bobby Singer.

"Jen, wake up."

Jen Johnson grunted from her space on her bed, sprawled out in a lazy manner.

Her sister raised her eyebrow and decided to go with a more demanding approach. "Jennifer Johnson, if you don't get out of bed now I will kick your ass."

Again, Jen grunted.

Natalie shook her head in despair; They were supposed to leave town before midday if they wanted to get to Bobby's before the evening came. "Jenny, we need to go now!" She stated loudly before rushing over to her sister's bed and jumping up into the air. She landed with a thud on top of Jen.

"Ow!" Jennifer, suddenly wide awake, struggled to move from under her sister. "You weigh a ton!" She joked grumpily as she pushed Natalie off of her and sat up in her space, her eyes heavy. Natalie sat beside Jen, a smirk evident on her face. "I really do hate you." Jen stated half seriously.

"I love you too," Natalie began. She jumped off of the bed and walked back towards her own, then continued to pack her things. "Now get a move on. I was being serious earlier, I will kick your ass if you're not ready to leave in twenty minutes."

"Twenty minutes?" Jen exclaimed, her eyes widened. "Why do we have to leave so early Nat? The birds probably aren't even awake yet!"

"Because I want to go to get breakfast before we leave and I'd also like to get this all sorted as soon as possible."

"Nat," Jen began quietly, her voice nervous. "Do you think it will ever stop?"

Natalie sighed under her breath and then shrugged. "I don't know. But that's why we're going to Bobby's. Y'know he'll be able to help us find out." She paused and then quickly changed the subject. "Now, come on and get ready."

"Alright, alright." Jenny sighed. She then got out of her bed very begrudgingly and picked up a neat pile of clothing before stalking off to the bathroom. "I packed the night before by the way."

Natalie raised her eyebrow. "How-"

"I'm organised." Jenny interrupted in a very mature manner before sticking her tongue out childishly.


Jenny had finished everything by the time she exited the bathroom. She didn't bother putting on much make up because the Johnson's skin tone was very fair and they were lucky enough that it was well nourished a lot of the time. She simply tousled her naturally auburn hair and put on a small slick of mascara. One thing Jen never did understand was how her mother had brown hair, her father and Natalie had blond hair and she was auburn. Maybe she was unlucky and her parents hair colours mixed together to form her own.

Anyway, she had decided that she would head on down to the diner, which was just a few blocks away, and take their food out so that they could eat on the go. Natalie still had so much to organise before they ventured on to South Dakota so they decided it would be so much quicker if they did it that way.

Jen was excited about seeing Bobby Singer again. In fact, it was rare if they ever did see the hunter. He was very good friends with their father so a lot of the time they spent growing up was spent visiting him. Natalie used to love seeing him too, even more so than Jen. But ever since their father died Nat just couldn't bring herself to visiting him as often. Sometimes, when they were in a town nearby, Jen went to see Bobby on her own. She didn't want to stop visiting him at all. But Nat only went when he or they desperately needed something or a piece of information, and even then she'd make sure that they only stopped by for fifteen minutes at the most. Nat just couldn't stand to be around the person who reminded her so much of their father. But now she had told Jen that she was fully prepared to withstand being at the salvage yard for as long as it took to find out what was happening to her so Jen knew that her sister meant business.

Jenny was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't even realise that she had almost reached the diner. She pulled herself away from her thoughts and glanced around at the town they would be leaving. It was one which she couldn't wait to see in the rear-view mirror. The hunt that they had just wrapped up proved to be very emotional for both Jen and Nat. They were investigating into a string of supernatural murders of young children. Anyway, they found out that it was a demon, a demon who was killing the children for pure fun. They managed to catch it and exorcise it back to hell in the end but during the process of finding it the little girl that was targeted on their watch died. It was nothing that they could personally stop because it was a heart attack but it didn't stop them both feeling overwhelmed with guilt and sadness. One thing she really hated about hunting was that they could never, ever save everyone, even if they tried their hardest, somebody was going to slip through the safety net.

The atmosphere that travelled with Jenny and Natalie around the country wasn't very good either. When they weren't arguing about trying to find ways of finding out what the hell was wrong with Jen, they were pretending that they were alright and that nothing was actually wrong with her. Natalie found it much more easier than Jen to pretend everything was fine. Jen tried. She really did. But when it was with her all the time she couldn't forget it, especially as it was starting to get stronger and stronger as the days went by.


Natalie sighed to herself as she held her phone against her ear. Before Jen left to go to the diner, she had made Natalie promise that she would at least have the courtesy to ring Bobby and let him know that they were popping by. Natalie objected for five minutes but then Jen gave Natalie her wounded-puppy-look and Natalie caved. "He probably won't even pick up." She muttered to herself as her ears were met with a continuous ringing sound.

Suddenly, though, the ringing sound stopped completely and was replaced with a voice. "Hello?" His voice.

Damnit, Natalie thought. She paced around the room, annoyed.

"Hello?" Bobby called out again, louder this time.

"Hi Bobby..." Nat trailed off before letting herself fall back on to one of the motel's chairs.

Silence made it's presence known very quickly. And, almost as quickly as it had came, it suddenly left. "Natalie?" Bobby gasped out, happily. "Darlin', it's been ages. How are you?"

"We've been fine," She began. On one hand, Natalie felt completely comfortable hearing Bobby's voice. He was like the uncle she never, ever had. But then she remembered the other side of it; He just simply reminded her too much of his father. As much as it hurt her, she just had to put distance between them. It hurt her too much to think about her father. "We just finished quite an intense job."

"Neither you or Jennifer got injured, right?" Bobby demanded protectively.

Natalie instinctively shook her head, even though she was certain there was no possible way that Bobby would see this gesture. "Nope." She paused as she thought about the five year old girl that they couldn't save. "We didn't manage to save everyone though."

"Well," Bobby began, sympathetically. "We can't save everyone all the time. We just can't." There was another pause between them both. "What are y'really callin' me for?"

"Can I not just ring for a chat?" Natalie replied sarcastically.

"Nat, I may be gettin' old but I'm not a fool... You've been avoiding me for a long time, even Jen can see that. Speaking of Jen, I haven't seen her for a long time either." Natalie felt guilty for preventing Jen from seeing Bobby but with what was happening to Jen, Nat just couldn't let her out of her sight for too long. Nat didn't really want Bobby to know up until a day before, when the hunt and the emotions around Jen had just gotten too much for her.

"She's said that?" Nat demanded, eyebrow raised. Her sister would be getting a big old can of ass whoop when she came back from the diner.

Bobby scoffed. "She didn't need to. Natalie, you've been avoiding calls, not dropping in as much and you've become distant. Oh, and when you do drop by, I barely see you." Natalie wanted to say something back but she just couldn't manage it. He had pointed out everything she was trying so hard not to think about. "And the only reason you get in touch with me is when you desperately need something... so, what is it?"

"It's Jenny."

"What's wrong with Jenny? I thought you said she was okay!"

Nat took a deep breath. "No, I told you that she wasn't injured by the hunt... but, that's not strictly true."

"Natalie Johnson, you better tell me what's going on this instant." Bobby didn't care if Natalie was avoiding him because when it came to the Johnson girls, he was extra protective of them both. He wanted to look after Zach's girls and make sure that they were always out of danger, which was nearly impossible considering their job choice.

"She was... emotionally injured."

"Raped?" Bobby gulped, anger growing into his tone of voice.

"No, no!" Natalie instantly stated. If her sister was ever raped then she would hunt the bastard down and not only kill him but make his death a very slow and painful one. No, heaven forbid that Jen was ever raped.

Bobby sighed a long sigh of relief but then came back to the subject. "Then what the hell is happening?"

"We're going drive to South Dakota to explain it to you, bye." Natalie suddenly clicked her cell phone shut and placed it back into her pocket. She hated the fact that she had left Bobby worrying but she had to have time to wrap it all around her own head. Jennifer had almost died a few days before, she had been rolling around the floor and screaming out in complete agony for hours. And what was the cause of all of this distress? The answer was completely crazy, even for two hunters. Natalie and Jennifer were going to tell Bobby everything but she didn't want to tell him over the phone. Natalie wanted to see how he reacted and whether or not he thought the situation was as crazy as it sounded. Jen had held off getting any help since it all started but now Natalie was taking control of it all. She'd make her sister better.


"And you hung up on him half way through the explanation?" Jen gaped as she screwed up the brown paper bag that had held her food and chucked it out of the car window. Natalie had spent the first fifteen minutes of their car journey explaining that she actually did ring Bobby Singer and that she had managed to actually say more than three words to him.

Natalie rolled her eyes, but kept her focus on the road. "Jen, he was being like he usually is when he's worried. He was barely letting me get a word in edgeways." She grumbled causing Jen to shoot her a look. "Don't look at me like that Jenny."

"I just don't understand why you don't go anywhere near him anymore."

"So, am I just dreaming the fact that we are driving towards South Dakota then?" Natalie replied sarcastically.

Jen raised her eyebrow. "You know what I mean Natalie." She hated it when her sister just pretended that things weren't happening and how easily she could block out the people that cared for her. Jen knew only too well that Natalie did still care for their dad's friend too but Natalie was too damned stubborn and proud to admit it. Jen also knew that the only reason Natalie was blocking him out was because of their father's death.

Natalie didn't say another word back. Instead, she lent over and turned the radio on, almost up to full blast. She immersed herself into Led Zepplin's 'ramble on' almost immediately and blocked her sister out. She just couldn't deal with confrontation of any sort. Though, she just knew that Bobby would be giving her a hell of a lot when they got there.

Jen let out an extremely annoyed grunt and turned away from her sister. "Fine!" She mumbled under her breath. "Looks like this will be a long car ride."


It really was a long car ride. Natalie remained stubborn headed and didn't even utter one word until t ries, that they kept in the car for one of these occasions of boredom. She giggled a few times when she read a story about a woman who got one over on her cheating husband, but that was the only sound that was let out of any of the two sisters mouths.

Jen knew that Natalie was just trying to distract herself. There was no way in hell that her meeting up with Bobby would be a relaxing moment for anybody. Jen predicted that it would actually be so awkward that she wouldn't be able to stand it.

When the car entered Bobby's town, Natalie started to panic a little bit. She wanted more than anything to just swerve the car around and disappear off of the radius. But knowing that Bobby was the only person she knew who would be able to find out what was happening to her sister pushed her to keep driving. When the car drove up into the old junk yard, Natalie's heart skipped a beat. Memories of when they were children flashed through her mind like a whirlwind.

She looked around at all of the junk and smiled as thoughts of her and Jen playing hide and seek flashed into her mind. The game was always easy when she played with Jen because Jen only ever hid in one place, which was located right at the back of the junkyard. She was convinced that Natalie would never, ever be able to find her because it was, in her opinion, the most secluded hiding place ever. But Natalie twigged that she always hid there after she found her the second time, though she didn't want to ruin the game for her little sister so she always took her time in finding her.

When Natalie looked back towards the house, and cleared her head of memories, she started to feel nervous again, not that she would ever tell her sister this. The house hadn't changed one bit; it was still losing it's touch. The paint job was still chipping slowly, though it looked as if it had been topped up once or twice since she last visited. From the outside, it still looked as if there wasn't much life in the house. All of the lights were off besides one, which was the kitchen light if Nat's memory was one hundred percent correct.

The only thing that was different was Natalie's feelings towards being there. Bobby Singer's house used to be one of the very few places which Nat felt completely relaxed in. It was essentially her home as a child, seeing as their father always kept them on the road and they didn't have a real family house. Bobby's house was their family house because Bobby was family, even if it wasn't by blood.

Now, Natalie felt uncomfortable. Almost every single memory linked with her dad. She could see him in all of them, full of life. Except he wasn't full of life now. All that remained of him were the ashes that they had scattered after he had gotten murdered. That was the harsh and cold reality of the situation. Natalie couldn't enjoy spending time with Bobby, the man who was the closest thing to an uncle to her, because he reminded her that her father was stone cold dead, even if he didn't do this intentionally.

"Nat," Jenny began, speaking the first word that had passed between the two of them since back in the town of their last hunt.

Natalie was pulled out of her thoughts and she glanced over to her sister. Jenny's face dropped into a sympathetic expression when she saw that Natalie had tears welling up at the rims of her eyes. But, of course, when Natalie noticed the sudden blur of her sight, she wiped the tears away fiercly and smiled at her sister. "Yeah, I know. We're going inside now."

"No," Jen shook her head as she glanced towards the house, her eyes widened slightly. "He's coming out here." Natalie's head whipped around almost as soon as Jen had finished speaking to see Bobby storming towards their car, concern clear on his face.

"Shit." She mouthed to herself silently. Both she and Jen got out of the car similtaneously. Jen got out quickly because she was glad to see Bobby again, and also because she wanted to make sure that she reached Natalie's side of the car before Bobby reached it first. It was clearly obvious that he was both angry and worried at the same time, and those emotions didn't usually mix well in Jen's book.

Natalie got out of the car as abruptly as Jen because she really did not know what else to do with herself. She bit her bottom lip as she watched Bobby storm towards them. A mix of emotions passed through her at that one moment. Surprisingly, the first one was pure happiness; She was so relieved that he was alive and well and, even though she would admit this to no one, deep down she was glad to see him. But then she remembered that she had hung up on him and started to regret doing so. He looked as if he had been pacing around his kitchen for hours with worry and she knew that he wouldn't be happy with her for causing that.

"Natalie Johnson," Bobby began when he finally reached the car. His face was set into a hard expression so it was difficult for Jen to truly recognise any emotion that he was feeling at that moment in time. Natalie held her breath, though, as she could tell that he was about to snap at any moment. "I'VE BEEN PACING AROUND THE GODDAMNED KITCHEN EVER SINCE YOU HUNG UP ON ME!" Both Natalie and Jen flinched at Bobby's tone. He glanced towards Jen and then back to Natalie, who had averted her eyes to the ground tactfully. "You had me worried sick for your sister!"

Jen could sense that the rant would go on for a little too long and that Natalie would probably start to argue back after so much as another word from Bobby, because that was just the way her older sister was. She could feel the tension and anger building up between Nat and Bobby. It was starting to become a little bit too overwhelming. So, she stepped in between the two of them and beamed one of her complimentary smiles at him. "Hey Bobby, long time no see."

Bobby glanced at her again and sighed to himself. He wasn't going to shout anymore. If Jen had decided to take it upon herself to try and change the subject then he decided that he was definitely going to far. But he just couldn't help it. The two girls in front of him were like the nieces he had never been lucky enough to have. Of course he was going to worry if they were coming to him for help about something, and if one of them dropped a half-bombshell and hung up last minute without so much as a full explanation.

"Yeah, it's been too long." He grunted, as he shot a glance over to Natalie. But, instead of saying anything else that could cause conflict, he turned his attention back to Jen and smiled. "Come here."

Jen sighed in relief when Bobby's mood almost abruptly changed. She then walked right up to him and gave him a hug. Jen had missed him so much. He had helped her through so much with dealing with the loss of her father, with the loss of his best friend. He was the only man that they could count on since they lost their father. "Why don't you go on inside and make up some coffee for the two of ya?" Bobby suggested as he patted Jen on the back and pulled away from their hug, only to glance back at Natalie.

His suggestion caused Natalie to shoot her head up in his direction and to look at him properly for the first time in such a long time. Jen glanced between the two of them, unsure of what to do.

"Go on," Bobby continued, slightly firmly. "I've got two other guests who definitely know their way around the kitchen if you've forgotten."

Jen turned her attention to Natalie, who glanced at her and nodded hesitantly for her to go inside. "Okay..." Jen trailed off before she slowly turned to the direction of the house and started to walk towards the door.

Natalie averted her eyes away from Bobby and watched her sister walk begrudgingly into the house. When Jen disappeared from the scene Nat glanced back towards Bobby, who was looking down at her in a disapproving way. There was one thing Natalie Johnson knew for sure; Bobby was not impressed.


Hi, this idea sort of came to me. I just felt like I had to write it or it would bug me until I did! Let me know what you think. Should I continue with this story, or not?

Thanks for reading! :)