It's in the Blood
By
TheaWalker
Chapter Two
Disclaimer – All the recognisable names clearly don't belong to me, the names you don't recognise actually do belong to me… man it feels strange saying that!
Author Note – Yay! People actually read chapter one! I didn't expect it at all but it's made me so happy! I even got a review
So here is chapter two all ready for you. Not as long as chapter one but still fairly long! I just seem to be so inspired by this story at the moment!
Anyway please enjoy
Summary – Adam and Emily Milligan were normal kids until their father turned up and changed their lives. Hunting was in their blood, one has heard the call to arms, the second's journey is only just beginning. Now their father in gone they have to rely on two older brothers they didn't know existed and who they don't know if they can trust. Add trying to have a normal life and you've got a whole heap of trouble.
Couples – Light Destiel (Mainly teasing) other then that I don't intend there to be romance!
Oh shit.
Emily's hand stilled, her coffee cup coming to a stop half way through its journey to her mouth as Adam words penetrated her brain. She noticed absently that he sounded nervous but she supposed she couldn't blame him after the bombshell he had just dropped on her.
She knew she should say something, anything to break the heavy silence that had descended onto their table after Adam's words but her mind couldn't seem to take in that Sam and Dean were here in their town, not only in their town but sitting directly opposite her staring at her intently as though she was something under a microscope to be examined.
Somehow Dean and Sam know of their existence, most likely through Adam. She bit down hard on her lip ignoring the coppery taste of blood in her mouth. The one thing their father hadn't wanted to happen unless it was a life or death situation had happened and what was worse was the fact that Emily hadn't even seen it coming. She had wrongly assumed that Dean and Sam would never know about them and never find them.
Jesus Christ they were in trouble.
For a moment everything seemed to melt away from her as though she was wrapped in a bubble, she couldn't smell the food cooking from the kitchen or hear the sound of laughter and easy going chatter around her. All she could do was stare at her white coffee with wide eyes as she realised one simple thing.
If Sam and Dean Winchester were here then it meant that she and Adam were in a whole heap of trouble. Trouble that she doubted Adam was even aware of, unless of course they had told him about Hunting and Adam now knew about the supernatural world. If he knew about the Supernatural world then he was in danger.
She sucked in a breath at the thought, surprised by her level of fear as all the noise and smells hit her at once.
How the hell had Adam managed to find out about them? She doubted their father would have mentioned them to him and she definitely knew that John hadn't mentioned them to Dean or Sam, he had only mentioned them to her once she had started training with him, normally using them as examples of ways things could be done if things went terribly wrong at first.
He couldn't have gotten their numbers from her, she had been so careful, memorising them from the piece of paper her father had given her before burning them so Adam wouldn't find them.
She jumped suddenly when she felt Adam placed his hand on her arm; turning her head and fixing her attention on him. She frowned watching his lips move and the concern grow in his eyes at the lack of her response to him.
She shook his hand off her arm taking another deep steadying breathe as she placed her cup down on the saucer. The sound breaking her out of her shock and forcing her Hunting mind to come into play.
She had to think clearly not flounder around like a fish caught out of water. How she played the next few minutes was vital. She had to keep it a secret from them all that she knew about Dean and Sam, if Adam found out that she had known about them and kept it a secret he would never forgive her. She had to protect them, Adam might have no idea about what they did but she certainly did and she knew exactly what Sam and Dean were capable of.
Her eyes turned away from Adam's face to look at them thoughtfully. She was surprised they had both remained silent this long. From what she had gathered from the stories John has told her, both were talkers who rarely shut up. She could only assume they were waiting to see what the first words out of her mouth were to see how they could play it. They probably had an understanding on what Adam was like but they would have been in the dark about her and that was something she could use for her own advantage.
Her heart clenched slightly as she saw the resemblance they had to her father. God that hurt, why were they here and he wasn't? If they had gone with him on that last hunt then how did they get away?
Emily's hand itched to throw holy water at them or to pull out the silver knife she kept strapped to her ankle but she didn't dare not when Adam was here. He couldn't know what she was, not yet at least.
It felt like she had been silent for hours but it must have only been two minutes before she opened her mouth forcing herself to speak.
"Older brothers?" she managed weakly. "We have… you are… Adam?" she turned to Adam thanking God that she had always been good at acting. It certainly worked when Adam shot her a sympathetic look, placing his hand on her shoulder to comfort her.
"We know this must be a shock for you Emily" The taller one said attracting her attention away from Adam to him. She looked at him carefully, from what she had been told she knew that he had to be Sam mainly because he looked younger then the other man and she knew even from him sitting down that he was tall and according to John Sam was taller then Dean. His hair was longer then she had imagined it to be, if anything it looked like it needed a good cut, it had to be annoying the way his overgrown fringe kept flopping into his hazel eyes. She noticed that his hair was brown as well though not as dark as hers.
"That's an understatement Sammy" Dean remarked, shifting in his seat. He ignored the glare that Sam shot him instead keeping his green eyes fixed on Emily. She met them for a moment before lowering her eyes. He definitely looked like someone who had seen too much in his life, if anyone could see through her act then it would be Dean.
"Dean" Sam said, his voice a clear warning.
"Fine" Dean said rolling his eyes "Keeping quiet"
Clearly they had decided before she had arrived that Sam would be the one who would do the talking. It was probably a wise idea. His voice was surprisingly soothing and pleasant to listen to; against her will she felt the tension in her shoulder lessen as she met his kind eyes.
"I-" she began trying to look like she was struggling for words.
"Take your time Emily, we don't have anywhere to be, we could answer your questions if you want. You must have a lot" Sam suggested, leaning back in his seat with a smile at her, clearly waiting for her to speak.
She looked down, her thoughts whirling chaotically around her head. That wouldn't do, she couldn't be taken in by Sam's niceness. She had to take control of the situation somehow and to that she needed a distraction.
"What I really need right now is some cheesecake" Emily suddenly announced, hiding a smile at the confused look on Sam's face clearly that had been the last thing he had expected her to say. A quick glance at Dean showed the older boy looking over at Dean with a pleased smirk. She continued talking, wrapping her hands around her cup "I find that I can think much clearer with some chocolate cheesecake and the one they do here is kinda awesome. Adam" she said turning to her brother who turned to look at her, a hint of amusement in his eyes which made a smile come to her face. Sometimes she really loved her brother. "Do you want anything from the menu? My treat since you got my coffee earlier?"
"Yeah you know I was just looking at Rodney's Apple Pie there thinking how good it looked, so maybe a slice of that" he answered, finally dropping his hand from her shoulder.
"I love pie" Dean announced, rubbing his hands together.
"Great I suggest you pull your wallet out and get some then because I'm not getting you any" Emily remarked sweetly, turning away from them and lifting her hand up, gesturing Taylor over with a smile. Her smile grew when she heard Sam and Adam chuckle most likely at Dean's expression.
"Is the pie here any good?" Dean asked Adam who nodded with a grin, clearly pleased that no one had exploded in rage yet.
"Damn good" he promised. For a moment Emily allowed herself to think what it would have been like growing up with Dean and Sam as older brothers but she swiftly pushed the thought away. It wasn't going to happen so why allow herself to imagine it.
"Hey sweetie, you want some more coffee already?" Taylor asked coming up to them. Emily raised an eyebrow as Taylor smiled at Dean and Sam, her face going red when they smiled back.
"I'd like a slice of chocolate cheesecake and a piece of Apple pie for Adam. And now I think about it a chocolate milkshake would be good as well. Thanks Taylor."
"Been one of those days sweetie?" Taylor asked, dragging her eyes away from Dean to look at Emily. Emily grinned shrugging her shoulders and ignoring the pain that shot down her back at the simple movement. She seriously needed to get some painkillers into her system.
"You have no idea" she said with a shake of her head. "Adam do you need another drink?" she asked turning back to Adam who was glancing at the menu.
"Well since my baby sis is treating me I'll have a strawberry milkshake" he said.
"Coming right up" Taylor said, turning back to the Winchesters, one hand fluttering up to her hair "What about you two, can I get you anything?"
"A slice of apple pie for me and a black coffee sweetheart" Dean said with a smile.
"I'm fine thanks" Sam said, his gaze fixed on Emily.
Emily took a deep breathe feeling a lot calmer and in control then she had done. Now she could focus on what to do. First things first was to make sure that Adam was convinced she knew nothing about them. She swallowed and turned to Adam.
"I suggest now we've got food and drink sorted out you start explaining to me what the hell is going on here?" she suggested pleasantly knowing that her eyes would be flashing in anger. It was easy to fake that emotion; all she had to do was think back to any day in the past six years.
"I know you're pissed" Adam remarked ignoring the snort of disbelief she made "And I don't blame you, I should have told you and I'm sorry that I didn't but I know what you're like" he stated.
"What I'm like?" she repeated raising an eyebrow.
"Well yeah, you would have tried to talk me out of it, saying that it was dangerous, that we didn't know them and that we shouldn't contact them. If they wanted to contact us then they would have and we should take the fact that they didn't as a sign that they didn't want to."
Emily closed her mouth with a snap. She hated when Adam was right.
"Ok maybe but-"
"There's no maybe about it" Adam answered flatly turning to look at her. "I know you're pissed off, I mean you only eat chocolate cheesecake when you're upset and I get that. I get that you're angry with me and that I seriously need to make this up to you but it felt like the right thing to do. We didn't know where Dad had gone, or what state he was in and I missed him and I know you miss him to so I figured if they could help us or tell us then that would be better then not knowing the rest of our lives. We could get some closure or whatever they call it."
Emily paused for a moment, the words she had been about to say dying on her lips. She hadn't really thought about what their Dad's absence had been doing to Adam, she had only been thinking of herself. Still she wished he hadn't chosen now for a heart to heart.
"Adam-" she began her voice trailing off as Taylor appeared holding their desserts
"Here you go" she said brightly "I put some extra cream on yours" she said to Dean, her face reddening as he grinned at her, his eyes lighting up at the sight of the pie. "I made sure I gave you an extra big slice Emmy" she whispered to Emily "You look like you could use it"
"Thanks hon" Emily replied, looking down at her dessert.
"I'll be back in a minute with your drinks" she promised turning and walking away.
"She seems nice" Dean remarked, twisting his head so he could look at her.
"She's my age you perve" Emily remarked before turning back to Adam who grinned at her, clearly finding her comment amusing.
"Focus Dean" Sam remarked pointedly.
"Ok" Emily remarked, digging her fork into her pudding "I suppose I can understand why you didn't tell me but I don't get how you knew about them. Dad didn't say anything to me, did he mentioned something to you?" she asked, praying for forgiveness as she lied.
"No" Adam said "He never mentioned anything about having children other then us-"
"Ok so how-"
"If you shut up I can tell you" Adam pointed out. Emily paused turning to look at Adam; she tilted her head wondering for a moment how much she would miss him if she killed him right this second.
"You know decapitation would be the best way" Dean suddenly remarked, he grinned when they both turned to look at him with identical questioning looks. He pointed his fork at Emily "Quickest way to kill someone, I recognise the look on your face" he went on to explain "Sam always looks at me that way when he thinks I've done something stupid"
"So you'll no doubt be seeing a lot of it then" Sam replied, a smile coming to his face as he sipped at his coke. Coughing when Dean jabbed him in the ribs
"Bitch" Dean growled.
"Jerk" Sam replied.
"Touching" Emily said rolling her eyes. She frowned slightly at them wondering why they were taking this so well. She would have thought that they would have been freaking out. She glanced down looking at her spoon and fork, her eyes widening slightly as she realised they were different from the ones on the other side of the table. These were no doubt silver; her gaze flickered to her coffee before they glanced up at Sam who was watching her carefully. No doubt they had put holy water in both hers and Adams drinks to make sure they weren't supernatural beings.
Emily felt a slight flicker of respect in her stomach. Now that had been clever. She should have thought of that.
The only thing she could think of was that they either believed that they were John Winchester children and had decided not to make a scene or they had already had the scene before she got there and had managed to calm them selves down.
"Ok so explanation time" Adam said, running his hand through his blond hair "Well last month I-"his voice stopped as Taylor placed their drinks down.
"Anything else?" she asked, smiling as they all shook their heads. Taylor turned to Emily. "Are you coming to Carly's party tonight?" she asked. Emily blinked looking confused before she suddenly nodded.
"Carly's party in her dorm, yeah she mentioned that to me. I told her I'd try to pop in but-"
"You have to" Taylor stated placing her hands on her hips and giving Emily a pointed look "Ryan Jackson is going to be there!" Emily felt a smile come to her face.
"Ryan's actually going?" she asked and Taylor nodded
"Yep and I heard from Sara that he asked Tom whether you two were still dating and if you were going tonight."
"He asked-"
"I'm sorry Taylor" Adam said with a smile "But I've got to talk to my sister about something, do you mind?"
"No of course not" Taylor answered looking flustered. "I'm sorry I didn't realise you were in the middle of something, call me later Emmy. We can figure out a plan" Emily nodded watching her friend walk away before turning to Adam.
"That was rude of you." she remarked taking another bite of her cheesecake.
"Well I'm sorry Emmy but do you want to hear how I found out about the two brothers we didn't know existed or would you rather gush and giggle about Ryan bloody Jackson? The choice is yours."
"Fine" Emily said huffily "Tell me how you found them, I can gush later I suppose" she said, she glanced up surprised to see both Sam and Dean smiling at her, she quickly lowered her eyes.
"Thank you" Adam stated, he shifted on his seat, taking a sip of his milkshake before launching into his tale. "I went into our spare room a month ago looking for something and I found a piece of paper with a mobile number on it. I didn't recognise it but it had Dad's name on it. I figured that maybe just maybe it was his most recent one and we had been using an old one which was why we couldn't get through so I rang it"
"But it wasn't Dad who picked up?" Emily asked flatly keeping her eyes on her plate.
"No Dean picked up. I asked him if I could speak to John Winchester and well he told me he wasn't available so I asked him who he was and he told me and then I told him who I was and they drove here straight away."
"Today?" Emily asked. There was a silence.
"No they came two weeks ago"
Emily paused for a moment, placing her fork on her half empty plate her appetite suddenly gone. Well that certainly explained why Sam and Dean weren't freaking out; they had met Adam two weeks previously. They had time to adjust and to accept the fact that their father had two other children.
"You met them two weeks ago?" she asked, surprised at how steady her voice sounded as betrayal hit her. She knew she was being a hypocrite but that didn't seem to matter. Adam had been meeting them for the past two weeks and didn't tell her.
"Yeah Emmy I know you're mad but-"he reached out and rested his hand on her arm clearly attempting to comfort her but she knocked him off.
"Don't touch me" she said calmly. She heard Adam suck in a sharp breathe but ignored it as she pushed herself to her feet and picked her coat up.
"Emmy please, don't do your running off act now, we need to talk about this" Adam said running an agitated hand through his hair. "Don't- why are you bleeding? Have you hurt yourself or something" he demanded his voice changing becoming rougher in his concern as he grabbed her arm.
"I tripped outside" she said automatically "and grazed it against a wall, I didn't realise it was bleeding, its nothing Adam just forget It." she hissed out loud when he roughly pulled her sleeve up exposing her arm and revealing the four claw marks.
"You grazed it against a wall?" Adam repeated his voice rising "It doesn't look like a graze to me Emily, unless you grazed it against a wall with something sharp sticking out of it."
"Get off me Adam" she stated ripping her arm out of his grip, she pulled the sleeve down and pulled her coat on buttoning it quickly. She picked up her bag under her seat and gave Adam a long look making sure she didn't look at either Dean or Sam as she turned and walked away, waving goodbye to Taylor as she went.
She hated being so dramatic but she really needed to gather her thoughts together before round two and she couldn't do that under three pairs of watchful eyes. Adam had managed to catch her completely off guard and it wasn't something she was used to. If she had stayed, she would have got angry and she had never learnt how to control her mouth when she was angry.
She got into her car, starting the engine straight away and drove off. She had wanted to stay a moment and catch her breathe but she didn't dare, she knew what Adam was like. Sure enough when she glanced at her side mirror she could see him standing outside the diner without his coat staring after her car with a frustrated expression.
That whole situation could have gone better.
She shook her head. How did she not see this coming? So much for being able to think under pressure.
She groaned out loud as her phone went off in her bag. If she didn't pick up the phone then Adam would only become more persistent and the last thing she wanted was for him to turn up at her front door with Dean and Sam in tow.
If she answered now, there might be a chance to salvage this before it got worse.
"What?" she stated as way of greeting.
"What? What the hell was that?" Adam hissed at her "You did a runner on me. You didn't even let me finish explaining to you"
"Well I'm sorry Adam" she replied allowing herself to sound angry. "What did you expect me to do. I could just about deal with you telling me we have two older brothers and then you tell me that you've known about them for two weeks, worse that you have actually met them and you didn't even think about telling me?" she hit her hand against the steering wheel "Damn it Adam"
There was a pause and she could picture Adam in her mind, his eyes moving frantically round as he tried to figure out how to deal with the mess. If there was one thing Emily knew about her brother it was the fact that he hated her being angry with him in anyway.
"I'm sorry ok? I should have told you sooner"
"You think" she replied. She wondered whether he was still with Dean and Sam and assumed so, she could hear the noise of the diner in the background.
"Well I-"
"Well nothing Adam, I'm sorry but I just don't get how you could do this to me, how you could have felt that telling me wasn't-" she stopped mid word unable to continue. Wasn't she just as bad as Adam? She could play the righteous anger card all she wanted but she had known about Dean and Sam long before Adam and she had kept quiet.
"I wanted to protect you" he said quietly "I didn't want to build up your hopes only to have them fall down, I wanted to be sure that they were who they said they were" Emily remained silent her words catching in her throat "I understand if you don't want to speak to me for a while-"
"No" she said quickly cutting across him "I don't want that" her shoulders slumped and she suddenly felt extremely tired.
"Good, I don't want it either" he stated "Are you heading home?"
"Yes" she stated, flicking her indicator on and turning "I'm going to go home and shower, chill out and get ready for tonight. I've a lot on my mind" There was a silence.
"What about your arm Emmy, it didn't look good. It looked like you were attacked by an animal" Emily felt a smile come to her face. She supposed a vampire could be thought of as an animal.
"I'll be fine. I'll TCP it and put a bandage on it. It will be good as new before you know it. I doesn't even hurt that much" she lied. She raised her eyebrow as she heard Adam say something. His hand clearly over the receiver. When he spoke again he sounded cautious.
"Dean wants to speak to you Emmy" he said "Do you mind if I put him on the phone?"
"Yes" she replied quickly. The last thing she wanted to do was speak to Dean Winchester, Dean who probably recognised that the cut on her arm was much more then she claimed it to be. She couldn't face it "I can't talk to them yet Adam, you've had two weeks to get use to this, I've had 30 minutes. Text me his number or something. I'll call him before I leave for Carly's party tonight ok?"
She pulled up outside the flat she shared with her friend Sophia, waiting patiently for Adam to relay her message.
"He's told me to give you both his and Sam's number"
"What did he say just then?" Emily asked as she heard Dean shout something out in the background.
"He said it's important that he speak to you so make sure you call him" Emily snorted. Dean had just entered her life and he was already trying to boss her around.
"Yeah well nothing is so important that it can't wait until after I've had a shower" she replied "I've just got home. See you at the party tonight Adam?" she questioned. Adam laughed, sounding relieved that the conversation sounded normal.
"Of course, I've got to threaten Ryan Jackson off my baby sister don't I?" he remarked.
"You dare and I'll kick your ass" she promised, a smile coming to her face when he laughed.
"You could try Emmy, see you later loser"
"Bye weirdo" she replied hanging up the phone. She groaned running her hand over her face. What a day. She grabbed her duffle bag and hurried into the house, heading up to the flat she rented at the top of the house. She could just about afford it but it was worth it in her eyes. She would be by herself as well since Sophia had left that morning to go and see her new born niece. She would be gone all weekend which was a relief. As much as Emily loved her best friend, she also liked the peace and quiet.
She let herself into the flat, closing the door behind her and looking around her cautiously. The salt lines lay undisturbed and no demon was caught in the Devil trap she had by the door so she was safe.
She headed to the bathroom, stripping off her clothes as she went and stepped into the shower as soon as the water was warm enough. She hissed as the hot water hit her body making her tense muscles relax. God if there was one thing she loved most about this flat then it had to be the shower. Picking up her shampoo she lathered up her hair, her thoughts automatically going to Dean and Sam and what exactly she was meant to do now.
Were they here simply because of Adam's phone call or were they here about a job and had simply decided to kill two birds with one stone? She would be surprised if it was a job, she kept a close watch on things and she was positive that she hadn't missed anything. Between her, Freddie and Gavin they noticed everything.
Could they be suspicious already that she was a Hunter? If they had already spoken to Freddie or Gavin then it was possible, the other two knew she didn't want anyone to know but they could easily have thought that telling another Hunter would be alright. The Hunter code did seem to state that they all had to stick together. Not to mention the fact they saw her arm.
Damn Adam and is stupid technique of dumping her into the middle of a situation he knew she wouldn't like and hoping she dealt with it. If only he had told her what he was doing then the whole mess could have been resolved.
Maybe she should have stayed in the diner instead of running off. Would that have made them more suspicious?
The whole thing was a mess.
She quickly finished her shower and spent a few moments sorting her arm out. The cuts were fairly shallow and wouldn't require stitches. It was merely a painful flesh wound. God knows she had suffered more then that, deep cuts, concussions, dislocated and broken limbs, glass embedded in her skin. That was always the worse one; Emily hated anything penetrating her skin. It didn't matter what it was she hated it.
She sank into her sofa pleased for the moment's respite. She was going to have to start blow drying her hair unless she wanted her curls to start resembling a bird nest. There was no way she was missing Carly's party if she could help it, especially if Ryan was going.
Her mobile rang and she answered it without bothering to check the number. The Beyonce ring tone could only be for one person.
"Hello Freddie"
"Well, well, well if it isn't little Emmy the Vampire slayer, wait does this make me your Xander?"
"More like my Willow Freddie" Emily replied dryly with a grin as she forced herself to her feet and headed towards her bedroom.
"Harsh, no one really liked Willow! It's because I'm a red head isn't it?" He demanded with a laugh.
"Of course" Emily replied "What do you want? It's not another case is it because that vampire was most definitely alone, I scouted and checked the warehouse before I headed in there to whack him" she rolled her eyes when Freddie laughed again
"Whacked him" he repeated "You're the only person I know who would say they whacked someone"
"I'm glad my use of the English language amuses you Freddie" she replied, pulling out her best jeans and a silky blue top which Sophia told her matched her eyes. That with her fitted black blazer and a pair of high heels would do nicely for the evening. Just because she was a Hunter it didn't mean she had to look scruffy "As much as I like talking to you is there an actual reason you've called?"
"Perhaps I just like the sound of your voice" he answered and Emily laughed, almost picturing the leery look on his face from where she was.
"That could be the reason but since I'm not your type I'm thinking no"
"Fine, Fine" he stated his voice becoming business like "Guess who just contacted me" Emily hesitated for a moment, her hand gripping her mobile tighter. God she hoped that Sam and Dean hadn't found out about Freddie yet.
"Santa?" she suggested after a pause.
"Please we both know that jolly Saint Nick is more likely to be a Pagan God who uses the guise of a fat cheerful man to lure children to him so he can eat them, sucking the bone marrow dry"
"My what a cheerful image that is, It seems to me that you've thought way too much about Santa Freddie" Emily pointed out "Who has got you all tingly from a single phone call then?" she asked curiously as she pulled on her jeans and an old t-shirt before grabbing her hairdryer, unravelling the wire.
"Only Bobby Singer"
"Bobby Singer" she repeated "Isn't he like your God or something, I swear you've got a little shrine built to him in your apartment" she mocked, there was a knock on the door.
"Bobby Singer should be everyone's god and I don't have a shrine. If you knew the things that man could-"
"That's lovely that your man crush rang you but what exactly did he want?" she queried
"He wanted to know about you and Adam" Freddie answered sounding serious for the first time "I thought you should know that you've both come onto his radar now and trust me that's a place you don't want to be. Are you in some sort of trouble Em? You know I'll help you if you are"
"We're ok" Emily responded automatically "Is he tracking us or something? Would you be able to tell?" she headed to the door when she heard the sound of someone knocking again, this time more forcibly. "I need to know so-" she opened the door and froze when she saw Sam and Dean standing in front of her
"Emily? You've gone quiet, you still there?"
"Freddie I'm going to have to call you back"
Authors note – There we go, chapter two is all completed! Please review but no flames! Hopefully chapter three will be up soon.
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Emily looked around her, her eyes spotting Adam in the crowd straight away. She didn't know whether to hug him or murder him.
"You ok?" Emily turned, tilting her head back to look into Sam's face. She groaned.
"Seriously?" she said resisting stamping her foot with difficulty "First you come to my apartment and now you crash Carly's party? Are you both this annoying normally?" she demanded. Sam shrugged, a smile coming to his face.
"Annoying?" he repeated "You haven't seen annoying until you've seen Dean without his morning cup of coffee"
"Well there's something to look forward to" she stated dryly, folding her arms over her chest "Why are you here Sam?" she asked. Sam looked at her, reaching out and resting his hand on her shoulder. She lifted surprised eyes to him as he spoke gently to her.
"Emily… when was the last time you spoke to your mother?"