DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM TVD/SN/CM.
Sam's POV
A Week Ago...
I was sitting at a desk that placed into the motel room. I scan the internet looking for any case, but I was coming up short. I closed my laptop and stood up and stretch. The motel door flung open, Dean barging in. "I've brought food." He said, coming over and handing me a salad. Dean fopped in my seat, taking out his burger. (Heart attack if you ask me.) He made googly eyes at the burger and bit into it. He was saying something, but the chewed up food in his mouth was making my skin crawl. I pushed my food to the side.
"Sam, are you listening to me?" Dean said, glaring at me.
I was too distracted by the dead cow in your mouth to pay attention." I smirked. Dean flipped me off and continued to eat.
"Anyway Bitchboy, did you find anything?" Dean asked, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.
I sat up, becoming serious. "Thats the thing, Dean. There is nothing to find demon wise. It's as if their keeping a low profile. With Lucifer free, I would have thought they would be dancing on top of cars.
Dean pulled out his apple pie, eyeing with the most admiration. I rolled my eyes. "I believe the demons are planning something. Even the Devil himself is quiet." Pulling my salad back over.
Dean nodded. "I have to agree, Sam." I jumped up, gun already drawn. I lowered it with a sigh. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, CAS! I COULD HAVE BEEN NAKED!" Dean growled.
Castiel cocked his head to the side a little. "Dean, it's Castiel, not Jesus. You should know that." Castiel said, walking near the table.
"It is an expression, Cas. Nevermind!" Dean said, still noticing the confused look on Castiel's face.
"Castiel, what did you mean when you agreed with me?" I said, getting back on track, knowing Dean would have continued the teasing to mess with Castiel for his own amusement.
"As you already know, I've been looking for ways to divert the apocalypse. I captured and interrogated one of Crowley's followers. He admitted the most unsettling news." Castiel said, looking at me.
"Okay, Cas, don't leave us in suspense. I'm basically turning gray over here." Dean said.
"It seems that Lucifer is seeking out another vessel like Michael is doing with Adam." Castiel said.
"It's not unpossible, but any other meat suit will burn out." Dean said.
"True, but there are rumors that their is a direct descendant of John Winchester. Another sibling." Castiel said, looking between us. I looked to Dean, reflecting his look. Dean kicked the chair over. "FUCK!" He yelled out. Castiel observed Dean, interest lighting up his eyes. "We know who he going after." I said, already getting on my computer and starting a new search.
"I don't understand." Castiel said.
"We have a younger sister. Her name is Elena. At the age of sixteen, she ran away for reasons unknown." I said, giving him the basics. My eye caught Dean's twitch.
"Dean?" I said, narrowing my eyes. He didn't face me, but answered with a grunt. "You know something. Spill!" I said, my eye trained on him. Dean shrugged.
"I don't kno what you're talking about." He mumbled.
" Just like you, I can read you like a book. You never elaborated why Elena left in the first place."I said, leaning forward.
Dean sighed. "Elena left for the same reason you did, Sam. To have a normal life." Dean said bitterly.
I was about to say something, but Castiel cut me off. "We don't have time for this. Crowley have scouts searching for her. And that's not counting Lucifer and his followers." Castiel said.
"Why is Crowley looking for Elena?" Dean asked.
"To keep Lucifer from starting the Apocalypse. We don't want find out what the angels will do once word gets out. We need to find her before any opposition does." Castiel said simply.
"How do you propose to do that, Captain Genius?" Dean asked, rolling his eyes.
The room filled with silence. Dean and I, looking at Castiel, who was scanning the room.
"Cas, what are you doing?" I asked
"I'm looking for 'Captain Genius' Dean mentioned earlier." Castiel said, blue eyes wide with curiosity.
"Cas, tell us how we are going to find Elena?" I said, getting back on track.
"I will use your blood to track her. It's going to take sometime, because I have to search everywhere." Castiel explained.
"No, I have an idea where she is. Try Virginia first." Dean said, rubbing his jaw with a forlorn expression. He pulled out his knife, knicking his arm. He wiped the blood on the napkin, then handed to Castiel.
"If you find her, don't approach her. Come back for us and we will handle it. Okay?" Dean asked.
Castiel nodded. "Yes, I can do that." Then, he disappeared. Silence filled the room
"I'm not stupid, Dean. Something more is happening and I want to know what." I said.
Dean sighed and flopped on the bed. He pulled the whiskey from under the bed. "Grab those two glasses off the table." He ordered.
"None for me." I said, reaching for one.
"Trust me, your going to need one once I'm done." Dean said.
Elena's POV
I looked at Sam and Dean as I listened to the story they were telling me how the apocalypse started to this point about me. "Tell me you are kidding! NO!" I yelled, jumping from the couch.
"Elena, listen-" I cut off Sam
"No! You two can't just walk back in my life after abandoning me after all these years and wrecking it." I said.
"Elena, -" Cutting off Dean
"STOP! I want you to leave! NOW!" I ordered, walking to my door nd opening it. "Leave, before I call the police." I threatened. Sam looked defeated and walked out the door and Dean followed. Dean stopped at the threshold.
"You having a hissy fit is not going to change that you have Winchester blood pumping through your body." Dean grunted.
I narrowed my eyes. "That maybe true, but I stopped being a Winchester when you let John put a gun to my head. Now, leave!" I growled, not feeling sorry for words flowed from my mouth. Dean walked out. I tried to close the door, but Sam reached out.
"Look, I know everything is hard to process, but once you thought it over. We will be at motel, Green Shores, waiting for you." Sam said.
I stared at expressionless. "Why do you think I'm going to show up?" I retorted.
He smiled a little. "Because you're the same little girl I grew up with. Selfless." He removed his hand and left. I shut my door and tears sprung to my eyes. I ran to the kitchen sink and threw up. I turned on the cold water, splashing my face.
The house phone started to ring and I wobbled to the phone, picking it up. "Hello." I said, wiping my tears.
"Elena, I have been calling for the past hour on your cellphone. Are you okay?" Caroline questioned.
"Care, you won't believe what , or who, walked in my doors!" I sniffled, taking a seat on the floor.
"What do you mean?" Caroline asked.
"My brothers, Sam and Dean, were just here." I explained, as if the words were insane themselves.
"As in the brothers you haven't seen since you were sixteen?" Caroline asked.
"The one and only. I want it so badly that it is just my imagination ." I said, running my hands through my hair.
"What did they want after all this time?" Caroline questioned.
"I don't want to get into it right now. I will tell you later." I said.
"Maybe you can come to New Orleans for the weekend?" Caroline asked hopefully.
"Maybe." I said simply, knowing I won't. I'm not bringing that trouble to them. I glanced at the clock and it was 7:45 p.m. "Caroline, I need to sleep before I go back into work tonight." I was exhausted and if sleep could allow me to escape reality, I will take it.
"I want you to consider something and don't get mad." Caroline said nervously.
"Okay." Already have an idea what she about to say.
"You should tell Spencer about the supernatural." Caroline said.
"Caroline, we've been over this a million times. I'm not dragging Spencer into this life. If I had an chance to get out forever I would in a heartbeat." I said.
"He is going to find out sooner or later." Caroline argued.
"Then, I will handle it at that point of time. Until then, he will live a normal life. He already have to deal with human monsters on a daily basis, he don't have to deal with true evil." I said with finality.
"Fine, its your choice. I just want you to be happy." She said.
"And I'm happy, Caroline. I will talk to you later." I said.
"Okay, bye." She hung up. I put the phone down and sighed. I took off my shoes and went to my bed. I laid down on Spencer's side and nuzzled my face his pillow. His scent filled my senses and tears came pouring down and it didn't stop. I eventually cried myself to sleep.
A loud shrill startled me out my sleep. Dazed, I looked around the room seeking out the nuisance. I turned off the alarm that read 10:55. Shit! I must have hit the snooze button a few times. I got out bed and ran to the bathroom.
I did a quick scrub down and came out with fresh scrubs on. I put my hair in a ponytail and brush my teeth. I ran to my living room and put on my shoes. I grabbed my knapsack and threw the strap over my shoulder. I grabbed my sweater and keys and left the apartment.
I ran all the way down to parking garage. I did a quick scan of the parking lot. Nothing I could see, so I continued to my car. I sped out the parking lot and towards the expressway. I came to a stoplight that just turned red.
My phone started to vibrate and Spencer's name popped up. I didn't even have a chance to touch the phone when my car was rammed from behind. My head hit the steering wheel with a sickening crack. My car was still being moved forward until I was in the middle of the intersection. My head lolled to the left, seeing a eighteen wheeler coming at me full speed.
I was helpless. The only peace was that I was able to turn away from my eminent death. When the impact came, my body felt like it was ripped to pieces. Maybe that was the case. I felt the car flip. I don't know how many times, but I do know I was upside down. The last thing I saw was Spencer's name on my phone.