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I love Supernatural and I was watching seson 1 last week and got an idea I just had to write down. I hope you like it ;)
This story starts way after New moon (the Cullens never came back) and in SPN seson 1 episode 9 – Home.
Please know that english is not my first language so I apologize for all the mistakes!
BPoV:
As I was walking home from day care I thought about how good my life turned out. I can sincerely say I am happy. I went from a socially awkward teenager to a self-sufficient young adult and from that to where I am now: a wife, a mother and of course an owner of a Cafe. To think that I almost thrown all away for a moody forever teenaged vampire.
When Edward left me in the woods all broken and alone I thought I will never love again. Ha! But then again I thought that I will die without him, that the world ended. Yet it didn't, nothing in the world changed except me. In time I grew up, I grew stronger. I was a better me.
I fell in and out of love a few more times after Edward I got my heart broken and I broke hearts but I was older and I understood that that was just the way life goes. You win some you lose some.
But the love of my life was still waiting for me I knew that. And it came in the form of one John Winchester he was undeniably the one I knew it when I first saw him.
I have just moved in to town and opened my Cafe when he came in to my life and my Cafe for breakfast. He was so handsome and strong and sexy I forgot how to speak for a minute I just stood there staring at him and he was staring right back at me, a costumer in the next booth broke our moment when he asked for more coffee.
So John ordered eggs and bacon and I was in love his voice was husky and deep, the man was sex on legs. When he paid his bill he gave me a sexy grin that melted my panties and asked me out. A year after our first date we were married. It still feels like a dream.
I got pregnant soon after we got married, we named our son Charlie after my dad that died for me, because of me.
Now here we are four years after our first encounter and we are still just as happy and just as in love as we were then.
God I miss John when he's gone, he travels a lot since he is a traveling sales agent so that is a bit hard as his job takes him all over the US and we don't have as much time together as we would want to but we make do.
When Charlie went to bed I grabbed a beer and curled on the couch with my lap top and wrote John an e – mail with an attached video of Charlies week. This is something I do every week John is away just so he doesn't miss too much of growing up and John sends them back just as often so Charlie doesn't forget how his daddy looks, I laughed my ass off when he said that.
What the hell is wrong with the electricity? Are all the light bulbs dying on me at the same time? That is kind of weird. And completely impossible.
And what in the fuck was that noise? Here it was again, I definitely heard a thump and I think it came from Charlies room. Thump again, that's it I'm getting my dads gun. A girl can never be to careful, especially when her husband isn't home and she has something so very precious like Charlie in the house.
I slowly and quietly approached Charlies bedroom my gun at ready I was expecting everything and nothing at once. I knew noises were not my imagination but I dearly hoped they weren't real.
" Who are you? What are you doing here?" I can not believe this shit, there was a man in my babys room. The place where he sleeps, how in the world is he supposed feel safe here now? The man by Charlies crib slowly turned toward me and Oh my god his eyes were yellow! Yellow not gold or amber like the Cullens but bright yellow. What the fuck? I didn't think, I don't think my brain had the capability to even work but my hands raised the gun by themselves and fired the gun. As soon as the shot rang through the room my brain was back and functional I was thinking clearly as ever and I knew, I knew I shot the strange bastard. My dad made sure I never missed a target but this guy wasn't even fazed I was going to shoot him a second time when he disappeared. Like a magician one second he was there and poof he's gone. Ta-da! Shit, I think I'm gonna faint.
" Well, now I see what dad saw in you!"
The hell! Fatigue immediately gone - like it never happened. Just how many people are in my home tonight? I trained my gun at them and cocked the hammer if I have to kill half the town to protect my baby, so be it.
" Woah, lady put the gun down. We wont hurt ya." The smaller of the two men in my hallway said.
"Right you say that like you aren't in my house! Like I have not just seen a man disappear!" I still had my gun trained at them as I moved while talking so I was standing between Charlie and the men in the doorway.
" Isabella, your name is Isabella right?" The taller one asked. They knew my name, these people knew where we lived what our names were, they knew everything about us. Oh, god what about John, is he ok? If Charlie and I got out of this alive how will I find John. I was getting hysterical and it showed, my hands were shaking.
" How do you know that? What do you want from us? This is not helping your chances off survival you know." I'm seriously freaking out now I don't know how long I can keep it together but I have to stay strong for Charlie.
" I promise we won't hurt you Isabella."
" Bella, it's Bella I hate being called Isabella." That was the one thing that never changed about me.
" OK then Bella." The man smiled he looked a bit familiar like I know him from somewhere but for the life of me I couldn't remember where. " Now put the gun down, please."
" I...I can't." And I literally couldn't. I was just frozen I stood there shaking like a leaf but I could not make my arms drop the gun.
" What do you mean you can't! Just put the gun down it's not that hard." He obviously wasn't the sensitive of the two, asshole.
" Shut up Dean, she's obviously in shock." The taller one snapped " My name is Sam that's Dean there, he's my older brother."
As he was talking he was walking slowly toward me with his arms in front of him. I heard a sob and in took me a second or two to realize it came from me.
" Careful Sammy." I heard from the man at the door.
" It's Ok, everything is Ok now Bella. Give me the gun." Sam finally reached me and gently pried the gun from my shaking fingers and stuffed it under his belt. I don't know why I trust these two, but I do. And I'm so thankful to Sam that he put the gun somewhere Charlie can't reach it.
As soon as the gun was out of my hands I collapsed. I don't know when Dean moved but I never fell to the ground Deans arms were around me holding me up. Now that he was closer and not in the shadow he looked familiar too. Where do I know them from?
Dean helped me out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen while I kept mumbling " Charlie, where's Charlie?" it was all I could think of.
" Shhh, Charlie's right behind us, Sam has him don't you worry" I gues he wasn't such an asshole afterall.
I have not fealt this weak and helpless since I was eighteen, since Edward and the rest of the Cullens left me in an unknown world all alone. I'm just as scared now as I was then when I realized that I'm just a small girl in a world I don't fully understand, a world of vampires and as I later found out werewolves, there has to be something more out there. Tonight I got proof to that, that man in Charlies bedroom was not human he was no vampire either.
As I came back from my head where apearantly I was lost for quite a while I was sitting at my kitchen bar and Dean was standing infront of me wawing his hand in my face and Sam was standing on the side with Charlie in his arms telling Dean to have patience. I guess they were woried about me, they're so sweet.
I smiled a sad smile at Dean » I'm OK just thinking, I'll be fine.«
I got up and took Charlie from Sam and put him in his high chair and gave him some toys so we could talk in peace. In no time my toddler was playing and laughing at his toys.
» You gus want a beer? I pesonaly would prefer something stronger.« I laughed weakly grabed a bottle of Jack and three glasses. Sam declined my offer of hard liquor and chose the beer instead, Dean agreed. John and I don't usually drink anything stronger than beer so I almost choked on the Jack when it went down my throat but it worked I immediately felt calmer.
" So, what the he...heck is going on?" I stopped my self in the last second from swearing Can't swear infront of the two year old as much as you would want to that would be wrong. " Start talking, fast."
" Where do we start?" Dean asked.
" Hm, how about the start. Like why the f... the world you're in my house?" This will be hard today, not swearing im so stresed I could shame a sailor.
Dean laughed a little, an awkward laugh and cut a look toward Charlie who was completely oblivious to what was around him.
Sam scratched the back of his head. "You see Isabella..." He stopped when he caught my 'You call me that again I'll kill you' look. " Ahh. Bella I ment Bella that was not the begining."
My eyebrows rose almost to my hair line. Ok, then.
" You see I have this visions sometimes." I spit out the water i was sipping, that's embarrassing. Grabing the dish cloth I wiped the water and spit off the bar my face was flaming, It's been a while since I blushed so hard. Dean was laughing so hard I thought his brain is going to explode.
" Really Dean, it wasn't that funny." I tried to collect my self can't do that with a guy laughing like a hyena.
" Hah! That was exaclly how I felt when he fist told me. If I had something in my mouth I would've spit it out too." He was still chuckling I guess I can see the funny side now, but still it's not that funny. I smiled anyway.
"Yeah, yeah laugh it up. But I'm being serious here. Like I said I have visions sometimes and I saw you get killed in a dream last night by that man."
I blinked once, twice I heard the words I knew deep inside me he was right the man would have killed me I saw it on his face he was evil I just didn't want to believe it.
" Why? Why would someone want to hurt me? I don't have anything valuable in the house. It makes no sense, there was probably a mistake the wrong house or something." I don't know how but I knew that it wasn't a mistake we were the target. He intended to kill us not our next door neighbor.
" You changed some things when you decided to take a gun with you but I'm guessing the motive was the same. The man mentioned a name in my dream, John Winchester?"
Oh, God! " That's my husband. Do you think he's alright? I should call him." I was getting up from my chair I was dizzy again.
" I'm sure he's alright." Dean gruffly said, he sounded angry. " Look do you have a picture of your husband, maybe it's not the same guy we're thinkig?"
" Um, yeah they're in the living room I'll get one." I went to the living room weirdly I didn't feel bad leaving Charlie alone with them, men I just met half an hour or so ago.
I took the latest picture of John I had from the mantel it was a beautiful picture and it brought a smile on my face despite the stress this evening seeing John with Charlie always melts me. This picture was taken a couple of weeks ago on Charlies second birthday. Charlie was on Johns lap and I was sitting next to them with Jonhs arm around my sholders. We looked so happy and I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach that was about to change.
When I arrived back to the kitchen I gave Dean the picture and watched the blood drain out of his face.
" It's dad alright." He said and passed the picture to Sam.
Wait, what? " Say what again? What are you talking about?" Calm down Bella, relax it's just a misunderstanding. Yes, that's it an honest mistake John just probably looks alot like their dad, no need to panic.
" This man, John Winchester – he's our father." Sam told me slowly like I was a child who didn't understand math or something.
" No, he's not." I was on full denial. John would never do that, ever. But they did look familiar and now with Johns picture infront of me I could see the resemblance. " Oh god, please tell me he doesn't have a nother wife hidden somewhere too." I gave up pretending it wasn't true the evidence was in the faces of these young men infront of me in Deans smile and Sams eyes.
" No, our mom died when I was a baby." Sam smiled sadly.
" Then why hasn't he told me? I don't understand, why?" tears were streaming down my face.
They didn't have an answer. " He hasn't told me about you either." Dean frowned.
I was confused "But he told Sam?"
" Ah, no. Sam' s been in college, he and dad haven't spoken in a while."
The hel? Just because the kid was at collage they lost tuch?
" Never mind, you'll find out sooner or later I'm not exacly dads favorite." Sam was bitter and who could blame him. It was like he was speaking from far away or like I was under water.
I coud feel my heart beating out of my chest my palms were sweating and my sight became blurry – darknes.
