We drove like maniacs. I clutched the handle on the car door. We turned a sharp corner and I just about fell face first into the floor of the car but Sam grabbed my shirt and pulled me up. I grinned at him to say thank you. We turned another corner sharply, this time I held on tighter so I wouldn't fall. We turned one more corner but our path was blocked. Demons were standing there so we couldn't pass. They wanted us to stay in town. We screeched to a stop. The only thing we could do was get out and fight. There was about fifteen of them and three of us. I didn't like the odds. We got out and faced them. We would have 5 people each to fight. I would have been ok with that if I wasn't already super bruised and scratched from fighting demons five minutes ago. My muscles were sire and the cuts stung but I wasn't about to give up now. We broke out into a fight. Dean had the demon knife so I had to tire them out until I got it. They were tougher than I expected. It was hard to keep my eyes on all of them at the same time. I was doing great until one of the demons grabbed hold of me around my neck. I gasped for air but nothing was coming in. I struggled but he had a good hold of me
"Dean" I gasped
I could barely hear myself but fortunately, Dean had heard me. He tried to break away from his bunch but wasn't having much luck. Things were starting to get blurry when all of a sudden the demon let go. I fell to the ground. I couldn't see much because my vision was blurry. As I lay on the ground, trying to get back to normal, I saw a figure attacking the demons. It was too young to be Dean and too short to be Sam. He had obviously taken the knife from Dean because when he stabbed the last demon, I saw he glowed. I tried to get up by myself but my head was spinning. I went back to the ground and massaged my forehead. The figure walked over to me and held his hand out for me
"need a hand?" he asked
"yea" I said grabbing his hand "thanks"
He helped me up. I lost my balance but he caught me
"im not usually this weak" I said, rubbing my head
"well they aren't easy people to go up against" he said
I had regained my balance and I could finally see again. I looked at the guy. He looked like he was fifteen, my age, he was tall, had dark brown hair that was spike up in the front, he had beautiful green eyes. He smiled at me. He had a beautiful smile. Ive been saved by an Abercombie and Finch model, I thought
"they were far from people" I said
He looked at me in surprise
"I know they were demons" I said, making him more confused
"how…." He began
"im a hunter too" I said
"how did you know I was a hunter" he asked. I had officially spooked him
I grinned "you knew which knife to take and you weren't afraid to stab them" I said and you have that hunter vibe"
"oh" he said
I looked behind me and saw Dean on the ground; Sam wasn't too far from him. I ran to Sam first. He assured me he was ok, just got the wind knocked out of him. I got up and went to Dean. He was unconscious but still breathing. I had just noticed another man was there. He was preparing something in his truck. When he was finished he turned and saw me. He walked towards us and kneeled beside me
"don't worry" he said "he's going to be fine. He got a cut in his arm. Christian come help me get him to the truck"
The young boy who helped me walked over to us. Him and, who I was guessing was his dad, helped Dean up and put him in the bed of the truck. The older man had been preparing a comfortable spot for Dean. They placed him gently on the spot. Sam walked over to us and the older man explained that before he became a hunter he was a doctor and gave Dean medicine that knocked him out so he could stitch him up. As the man was talking I observed him. He looked to be in his forties. He had white hair but he had a relatively young face. He had a rectangular build. He also looked really tough. I walked over to the impala and grabbed a root beer. The young boy came and sat next to me
"thirsty?" I asked
"very" he said
I passed him a root beer. We sat in silence for a minute
"im Christian Miller by the way" he said "that's my dad Hank"
"im Taylor Winchester" I said "that's my dad Dean and my uncle Sam"
"so you're the famous Winchesters" he said
"I see your familiar with our work" I said laughing
"well ive heard of your dad and uncle" he said "I haven't heard much about you"
"im new" I said, taking a sip of my root beer. It tingled my tongue. We sat in silence again. It felt cool knowing someone was in the same situation as me. I looked up at the stars. It was a clear night and all the stars were out
"thanks for saving my ass back there" I said, remembering that I hadn't thanked him
"any time" he said "I wasn't going to let some demon kill you"
"thanks" I said "would you still have saved me if you had known I was a hunter?"
He looked at me in shock
"what I mean is" I said "would have you rushed to my assistance if you knew I was a hunter"
"well hunter or not im not letting a demon get away with killing someone" he said "and to be honest, if id have known you were a hunter, I would have come sooner"
I smiled at him. He was a nice guy. Hank and Sam walked over to us
"your dad is waking up now" Hank said to me "go say hi"
I smiled and walked over to the truck. Dean was slowly waking up. He was propped up, leaning against the truck with some pillows
"why am I in a truck?" he asked
"some other hunters came and saved us and one of them has a medical degree so he sewed you up" I explained
"wow that was nice" he said "how bad was the cut"
"meh ive seen much worse" I said shrugging "Hank said it will leave a small scar though"
"im guessing Hank is the doctor" he said, turning his head looking at them "whos the kid"
"that's his son Christian" I said "hes a nice kid"
Dean smiled and nudged me
"what?" I asked
"you like him" he said smiling at me
"Dean I just met him" I said "im not you. I don't sleep with anything that breaths"
"your getting a lot better at insulting me" he said smiling
"Sam's good practice" I said smiling back
Hank, Sam and Christian walked over to us
"we should get Dean here to a real bed" Hank said "we'll follow you to your motel. Dean can stay in the back of the truck"
"sounds good" Sam said
The two of us walked to the impala. I slept for a little while. It was about a 10 minute drive but I didn't care. I needed sleep. When we got to the motel Sam woke me up. When I got in the room I pulled off my jacket. I was covered in bruises and scratches. It stung to take my jacket off. Hank had just walked in when I took my jacket off. After he put Dean on the bed he looked at the cuts. He said I was going to be ok. I sat next to Dean. Hank and Christian explained that demons have been traveling in nests and that many of them were stationed here. Once we finally finished talking I realized my stomach was growling. Sam told me to walk down to the Mexican fast food place around the corner. Christian offered to come with me, in case there were more demons. We took the demon knife and left
"you really didn't have to come with me" I said
"yea I did" he said "they want you dead. They want all hunters dead but for some reason they seriously want you dead"
"yea for some reason im of grave importance in this situation" might have something to do with being raised by an angel. They think I know something"
"what do they think you know" he asked, looking at me with a concerned face
"not a clue" I said "I don't know anything. Really"
"I believe you" he said
We walked in silence for a little while but then we exchanged life stories. He said his dad was a huge ass and ignored him most of the time and always set super high expectations for him. Hank seemed like such a nice guy. We walked into the restaurant and ordered. As I paid and waited for the food, a sixteen year old girl went over to the cash register next to us. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Christian check her out. I rolled my eyes and mumbled
"men"
We got the food and left the restaurant. As we walked back we passed a group of girl that gave him the eye. He stopped in his track and turned to look at them. I had to slap him in the shoulder to get him moving again. Our motel room was on the second floor and when we walked up the stairs, I walked in front. Suddenly I felt that someone was watching me so I turned around. I saw Christian staring at my butt. He didn't see me turn around
"do you mind?" I said harshly
It seriously pissed me off. I completely embarrassed him
"can you go five minutes without staring at someone's ass" I said, just as harsh as before
"I do not" he said defensively
"oh please" I said, both our voices were getting louder "I had to hit you to get you moving again after that group of sluts we passed about five minutes ago
He didn't say anything but I could tell I pissed him off. He wasn't talking so I kept going
"you are such a pig!" I said
"im not" he said his voice harsh "your just pmsing or something"
He realized his mistake after he said it. He looked like he regretted saying it. I went off on him
"so you just assume that when a girl is mad she's on her period?!" I yelled "do you know how stupid you sound right now?! That's such a guy thing to say. I thought you were different. I thought hunters were decent people. Obviously their kids are an exception"
He snapped
"you're a hunters kid!" he said "and your not perfect yourself"
"I have done nothing to you!" I said
At this point the two of us were yelling at each other and still on the stairs. Dean, Sam and Hank came through the doors. They obviously thought something was wrong
"you know except being a huge bitch all night" he said
I couldn't take it anymore
"you know what!" I said "im out of here! I don't have to take this"
I walked down a couple steps and shoved the food into Christians chest. I just about knocked him off the stairs. I heard Dean call after me
"where are you going"
"away from him!" I called out
I walked as fast as I could. I turned the corner and came face to face with 3 demons. I froze
"hi" I said, smiling sarcastically
"hi" the one in the middle said
I punched the middle one in the middle and ran. I turned and saw Sam. He had come after me
"demons" I gasped "three of them. I pissed them off"
He grabbed my shoulders and was about to tell me to calm down but the demons turned the corner. There was 8 of them now
"oh I see your brought friends" I said sarcastically
Sam and I knew that we had to fight them off. It was a hard fought battle. Considering it was just Sam and I we did quite well but after we finished them off about 6 more came. We were tired but we fought anyways. I was down to the second last person when all of a sudden someone hit me over the head. Everything went black and I couldn't hear anything.
When I woke up I was in what looked like an old cement cell with a huge door with a window that had slots in it. There was a vent on the right wall. In the right corner there was a cot that looked really uncomfortable. I got up from the ground and walked to the vent
"hello?" I called
"Taylor is that you?!" it was Sam
"yea its me" I said "are you ok"
"yea im fine" he said "what about you"
"my head hurts a bit but besides that im fine" I said "Sam, what happened"
"well a demon hit you over the head with a wooden board when I was knocked to the ground" he said "i was getting back up when the same demon knocked me out. I tried to help you but I didn't help at all. Im so sorry"
"you did your best" I said "im for that im grateful. You did everything you could. If you hadn't come back for me, I might be dead right now. Sam I owe you my life"
"no you don't" he said
"yes I do" I said sternly
I was going to say something else when the door swung open. Two very large demons were standing in the doorway
"Sam" I said "I think were in trouble"
The demons walked over to me and grabbed me by the elbows
"SAM!" I yelled
They dragged me along a long hallway. There were small windows at the top. I couldn't see anything out of them and I was guessing that unless you had springs for feet, you couldn't see in. I decided that it would just be stupid to struggle. Soon I was pushed into a room that was silver and had a lot of tools in it. Not just any tools, torture tools. There was blood everywhere. There was some broken glass on the floor and some weird symbol on a far wall. I walked over to it and examined it. All of a sudden I heard a voice behind me
"hello there" he said. He was british
I spun around and saw a man standing there. He had a scruffy beard and a goofy smile on his face. He walked over to a table and grabbed a bottle of brandy and poured a glass
"want some" he asked
"im fifteen" I said
"oh right that" he said
"so im guessing that you're the famous Crowley ive heard so much about" I said
"and your Taylor" he said "Deans daughter"
I nodded. I didn't have anything to say to that
"are you sure about that" he asked me
"excuse me?" I was seriously confused
"are you sure Dean really is your father" he said "I mean, have you had a blood test"
"no" I said quietly
"you might want to do that" he said
"I know Dean is my father" I said sternly "my mom told me"
"well how would she know" he asked "your mom is kind of a slut. And not to mention a drunk and a substance abuser"
My hand gripped over a knife on a table in front of me
"and your dad" he said, walking towards me "hes what I might call, a hound dog"
"hound dog?" I said "seriously?"
"would your rather man whore" he said
I walked back as he came closer. My grip firmed over the knife
"oh im sorry am I making you angry?" he asked, smirking
I didn't say anything so he turned to fill his glass. He pissed me off so I threw the knife but he dodged it
"I see I did anger you" he said
He walked over to me and came very close
"I'm through being nice" he said "where is it"
"Where's what" I asked
"The angel tablet" he said
"Oh that thing" I said "yea I have no idea"
He got angry. He picjed me up by my shirt and pined me against the wall. He stood about an arms length away. Probably so it wouldn't be considered creepy
"I know you were raised by Castiel" he said, getting very angry "he is an angel. He had to tell you something"
"Cas didn't tell me anything" I said "I just learned about him being an angel about two months ago"
He punched me in the face "tell me the truth!" he screamed
I tasted blood in my mouth "I am telling the truth" I said, feeling blood drip down my mouth
He looked at me for a minute then threw me to the ground as hard as he could. I landed on the broken glass on my left side. It hurt like hell
"Take her back to her cell" he yelled
The demons walked over to me and picked me up by my elbows. They dragged me along the long hallway again. When they got to my cell they opened the door and aggressively threw me to the floor and slammed the door. I slowly got up
"Taylor are you ok?!"
It was Sam. I had forgotten that he was in the cell next to me
"Yea I'm fine" I said, sitting on my bed. I was right, it was very uncomfortable
"what happened" he asked
I explained everything that happened and everything he said to me. I told him about the glass and the punch. He didn't say anything but I knew he was mad. We didn't talk for a while. I looked in the little window in the door. The hallway was dark. I assumed it was night time. I walked back to my bed and lay down. The bed was uncomfortable but it was warm. I turned onto my right side
"Sam" I said
"Yea" he answered
"Do you think Deans looking for us" I asked
Sam chuckled "of course Dean's looking for us. He protects his family"
"ok" I said "good to know"
I closed my eyes. The cell was relatively warm. The longer my eyes were closed the comfier the bed got and the less I felt the pain. I must have slept for a while because when I woke up there was sunlight coming through the door window. I sat up on my bed and pulled my knees to my chest. I wasn't sure if Sam was awake yet so I didn't say anything. This was getting really depressing. I held back tears. My eyes started to burn. I felt tear stream down my face. I buried my face into my knees. I was starting to feel overwhelmed. I'm not sure how long I sat there. I was deciding whether I should see if Sam was up when I heard something going on down the hallway. It sounded like a fight. I squeezed my legs. I heard footsteps running down the hall and stop at my door. They picked at the look for a few minutes. I became very nervous. The door swung open and I looked up. It was Christian. He was holding a gun and a lock pick. He looked relieved to see me and I was relieved to see him. I stood up. He rushed over and hugged me. I didn't find it weird because I hugged back. He soon pulled away. He looked really embarrassed
"sorry" he said, awkwardly running his fingers through his hair
"its ok" I said, running my fingers through my hair "I needed it"
He looked at his fingers and saw blood. He looked at my left shoulder and saw the cuts from the glass. They were worse than I thought
"are you ok?" he asked, sounding very concerned
"yea" I said "it hurts quite a bit but I'll be fine"
He looked like he was going to say something else but didn't. He just looked into my eyes. I looked back. His eyes were the most unique shade of green I had ever seen. I could tell he was dying to say something but then Dean turned the corner with Hank
"Taylor are you ok?!" Dean rushed over to me. He hugged me
"im fine" I said
Where's Sam?" he asked
"next cell over" I said
Dean took the lock pick from Christian and he and Hank ran over to the next cell with me and Christian not far behind them. Dean was much quicker than Christian. When Sam saw us he hugged Dean and I. He kept asking me if I was ok and I kept saying I was fine
"we need to get Taylor out of here" Hank said
"what?" I asked
"after you and Sam didn't come back to the motel we went looking for you guys and found the demon bodies" Dean said "we figured out that they all think you know something and now that they know were in here, they will do anything to keep you in"
He turned to Christian
"get her out of here" he said
"why cant I help" I asked
"its too dangerous" Dean said, putting a hand on my shoulder
"I can fight just as well as you!" I protested
"I know you can" he said reassuringly "today is not the day to prove that though. I promise you will get a chance to fight"
"ok" I said
"lets go" Christian said
Dean and Sam both hugged me. Christian just looked at Hank and then they left. I was reluctant to go because I knew what lay ahead. Christian looked at me. He smiled reassuringly and I felt better. We ran down the long hallway for a long time. It took forever until we ran into some demons. Christian pulled out some salt and threw them. As they burned we ran away. They chased us for a while but then when we got far enough ahead, he poured a salt line so that they couldn't cross. We kept running until we bumped into some demons, literally, I ran into a very large man and got knocked off my feet. Christian sprayed them with holy water. He pulled me up and pulled me with him. He didn't let go of my hand. I didn't tell him but it felt nice. We ran up some stairs and went through a door. We were on a catwalk in what looked like a warehouse. Some demons saw us and started shooting at us
"since when do demons use guns?!" I yelled
We ran around a corner and saw that we could run down the stairs were we left the very angry demons or jump out a glass-less window
"we have to jump" Christian said
"what?!" I said
"it's the only option that wont get us killed"
I looked down. It was about a one and a half drop
"you sure about that" I asked
He squeezed my hand
"ill make sure nothing happens to you" he said
"ok" I said
"on the count of three" he said
We heard footsteps coming up the stairs
"three!" I said
We jumped together. We split up mid-air. I landed really hard. He landed much softer than me. I lay on the ground. He picked me up and brought me into a forest so the demons wouldn't see us. He put me down and kneeled beside me. He looked over me and pushed the hair out of my face
"never again" I said
He smiled and then I blacked out
I woke up in a hospital bed with Den sleeping silently in a chair next to me. I sat up. I had bandages on my shoulder and needles in my arms. I looked at a clock. It was ten o'clock. I could tell it was morning because the sun was shining through a window. As I looked at the window the sun shined in my eyes. I shielded my eyes. Dean woke up suddenly. I looked at him
"whats up with you" I asked
"nothing" he said "how you feeling"
"well im guessing im all drugged up" I said looking at my hands "so pretty damn good"
He smiled
"im going to get coffee" he said, standing up "theres a machine just outside the door. I'll tell a nurse you woke up so they can get you out of here"
I nodded. I wasn't in the mood to talk. Soon after Dean left a nurse came in and took the needles out from my hand. She told me not to do any strenuous work for 3 weeks, so my shoulder would heal. She also said that after the 3 weeks were up, see a doctor to get the stitches out. Then she helped me get my baseball tee, my yoga pants and my Keds. She was even nice enough to wash my hair, straighten my hair with her portable straightener and even did my makeup. She was also smart. When I asked her why she was being so nice, she said that she feels bad when she has to care for sick kids and teens. When I was leaving she gave me a small hug. It felt really nice to be appreciated, even if I didn't know her. As we walked out we saw Hank. He was about to walk in the doors when he saw us
"hey how you doing" he asked
"im fine" I said
The guys started talking. I looked and saw Christian leaning up against the car, looking sad
"excuse me" I said
I walked over to the car. I leaned up against the car beside him
"hey" I said
"hey" he said, without looking at me
"you ok?" I asked
"not really" he said quietly
"whats wrong" I asked, getting concerned
"I put you in the hospital" he said "we could have just taken the other way"
"I was hurt before that" I said
"but the jump knocked you out!" he protested
"we both would have died if we went down those stairs!" I protested "if anything you saved me!"
He turned away. I sighed. Obviously I wasn't getting through to him
"look I know you think that all you did was hurt me" I said, gently turning his face so he would look at me "but you did so much more. Not only did you save my life, you showed me that its ok to open up again and no one has been able to do it in a very long time. You need to stop beating yourself up about this. You saved my life. That's amazing. I'm so grateful. You didn't have to do that you know, but you did it anyways. I know you don't believe me so I'll stop talking. Thank you"
I reached up and kissed him on the cheek. He looked at me and I looked back. I smiled at him, he smiled back
"what was that for" he said, chuckling
"my way of saying thank you" I said
"I should save your life more often" he said
I punched him in the arm playfully. He gave me a side hug
"you know you love me" he said playfully
"in your dreams" I said
He hugged me tighter and I winced
"are you ok?!" he seemed really concerned
"yea" I said rubbing my shoulder "the stitches are still tender"
I smiled at him and he smiled back. Dean, Sam and Hank finally walked over to us
"You guys ready?" Hank asked
"you guys are coming with us?!" I asked, trying not to seem to excited
"we need all the help we can get" Dean said "and they can help a lot"
I smiled. I think I can get used to having Christian around, I thought
"ready to go Christian?" Hank asked
"um actually dad" he said "can I go in the Impala. Ive always wanted to ride in one"
"im ok with it" Hank said, he looked at Dean "what about you"
"im cool with it" he said
"I'll follow you guys" Hank said
He walked to his truck and got in. Sam looked at me
"not going to call shotgun?" he asked sarcastically
I gave him a dirty look. He walked to the other side of the car with Christian. Dean grinned at me
"what?" I asked
"nothing" he said "just admiring young love at its finest"
"excuse me?" I asked
"I know you like Christian" he said, leaning against the car beside me "I saw the kiss"
"one it was on the cheek" I said "two, he saved my life"
"yea yea sure" he said
He nudged me and got in the car. I chuckled and climbed in the car. I buckled in. Dean said that we were driving to Chicago to investigate a weird case. Dean and Hank think it's a spirit and Sam has no opinion. I had no opinion either. Christian just sorta sat there. We drove for a long time, looking for a motel. My eyes were getting heavy. It was getting late. Dean had forgotten to turn on the heating so it was cold. Sam was asleep in the front seat. Christian and I ran out if things to talk about. I looked out the window and saw the wind blow. I got a chill run down my spine and shivered. Christian saw me shiver and slipped off his hoodie and gave it to me. I slipped it on. It was big and warm. He slid over to me and put his arm around me
"you ok?" he whispered "hows the shoulder"
"its ok" I whispered back
"you tired" he whispered
"very" I said "but I cant sleep in this car very well"
"rest your head on my shoulder" he said "I'm the same way"
"you wouldn't find it weird" I asked
"were hunters" he said "we need to stick together. Its not weird at all. For me at least"
"I don't find it weird" I whispered
I put my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. He doubled as someone I could trust and a really good pillow. His body spray or deodorant (I couldn't tell) smelt really good. Sort of like watermelons or some sort of fruit. It was soothing. He relaxed his head on mine. As I slowly drifted off to sleep I nuzzled into his shoulder. He tightened his grip on me. I slowly fell asleep in his arms. The last thing I thought was, I could get used to this.