These things make you stronger - Part 1
It had been almost a month since Saint had seen the Winchester boys. That kiss freaked Saint out a bit and she figured it did the same to dean as well. They called one another everynow and then but not too often.
Saint was in the middle of a warehouse, she was tipped off by a fellow hunter that there was a group of demons that weren't leaving anytime soon so naturaly Saint went to check it out. The hunter was right and she wasn't leaving before they were. Saint started on the lower level when her phone went off.
"Son Of A... WHAT?" she snapped in a harsh whisper.
"Saint.. where are you?" sam's urgent voice called for her help.
"Sammy bad time I'm in the middle of a hunt..Can I call you later?" she said eager to get off the phone
"It's Dean.. Some Demons caught him off guard, I was busy.." his voice was broken and shakey
"When did this happen?" she asked crouching and moving down the hall one 45 out the other tucked in her waistband.
"Two nights ago.. I've been looking but I can't find him."
"Why the hell did you wait so long to call me?" she asked a hint of annoyance " I'll call you when im done this hunt.. just sit tight!" saint clicked the phone and ran as quietly as she could down the hall. She scowered every inch of the floors but there was nothing. She hit the fourth floor of the ware house when she finally heard them. Saint took out a can of salt and cover both doorways so they had no chance of getting out. Without anymore hesitation she ran into the room fully armed.
Four demons turned to her. It wasn't until they advanced that she saw a beaten up dean tied to a chair and suddenly her kicking these demons asses became more of a priority. Saint noticed all of deans things to the corner of the room including rubys knife. She had never seen it in action before but the boys had told her about it. Saint threw a punch at the first demon that reached her. the demon flew back into the other two behind it. Saint took a chance and ran for the knife, once in her grip she slashed the fourth demon while the other three got back on their feet. nothing was said they just attacked this time all at once. One demon threw her back into a wall without hesitation she jumped up ingnoring the faint spell the hit her. Saint was almost overwhelmed but she kept herself focused for hers and dean's sake. She round-house kicked one and stabbed the other in the neck and slashing one on the leg. Both bodies flickers and zapped as the demons inside died. Saint spun around to the other
"Come on.. i'm all pumped up" she smirked as blood dribbled down the back of her head. The last meatsuit became only a meatsuit while the demon inside left. Saint ran over to the weapons in the corner and collacted them for him before untieing him. Dean wasn't as badly beaten as she had first assumed.
"God your fat" she insulted a very knocked out dean. Saint struggled to get dean out and cringed under the weight of his muscular body.
After 20 minutes Saint finally got Dean into her charger.
"Saint?.." sam asked frantically
"Sammy I have dean.. I'm in Lockport, Illinois.. You far from here?" she asked hoping he wasn't
"I'm on my way right now... I'm about a two days drive.. a day and a half minimum. Is he ok?" sam asked she heard the car door slam and the engine start on his side of the phone.
"Yeah he doesn't look as bad as I originally thought.. I'll examine him better when i get back.. See you soon sammy!" saint hung up and gunned her charger down the road.
Saint dreaded the moment she got to the motel and having to heave Dean out of the car without attracting attention. Once she was in the motel she threw dean onto the bed. Immediately she stripped of his shirt and examined him. A few hours later Saint was distracted from her computer when dean sat up.
"Take it easy Winchester!" she said calmly when secretly she was thrilled.
"Where am I?" he asked sheilding his eyes from the bathroom light.
"Lockport, Illinois Sweetheart.. Sammy's on his way.. we just have to wait out two days or soo. Meanwhile!" she said getting up to throw somemore blankets on him "You should get some rest!" she threw the blankets down on him as he fell asleep.
Dean woke up the next day to Saint bobbing her hear to music the lack of sleep evident on her face. When Saint finally noticed him up she ripped out her headphone.
"Moring..How ya feelin?" her smile made him realize how much he had missed her in the last month.
"A little sore nothing I can't handle." he replied his eyes glued to her.
"Sammy will be here in a few hours.. any Idea what the demons wanted with you?" she asked closing her laptop and walking to the bed beside him. Dean shook his head.
"Whats the last thing you remember?" she questioned.
"Getting into a room full of demons... then the rest is blurry." the memories were hard for him to collect. "What's with the interogation?" he asked before she could ask him anything else.
"well should you fall asleep on me again when sam gets here i have something to report to him." she grinned and got up.
"You hungry?" she asked grabbing her keys. Dean shook his head
"No.. not really" Saint turned quickly with a confused look on her face when her smug smile fell and she ran over to his side.
"Can't believe I missed that!" she growled to herself Dean winced at the sudden feeling of pain.
"is it deep?" he asked knowing it was a cut. Saint only nodded her head and ran to the bathroom.
"It won't need very manny stitches but might as well fix it up." Saint fixed up the cut as efficiently as turned her head and was surprised as her face was only inches appart from deans. Dean leaned in and kissed her gently but Saint couldn't resist she kissed him back and before they knew it they melted into the bed.
As soon as dean heard the Impala roared into the parking lot he grabbed his jacket and snuck out of the room. He turned and took one last look at Saint as she slept peacefully with a small smile. Dean hated leaving her like this and he knew when they ran back into each other he was gunna get hell.
Saint woke up to an empty hotel room and she immediately grabbed her phone.
"Hello?" sam answered as if he had no clue who it was.
"He's driving isn't he.. he ditched me?" she knew sam wouldn't lie to her
"Uhh yeah" he replied trying not to catch deans attention which worked dean seemed off in his own world. Saint only nodded and felt tears flood her eyes.
"Okay talk to you later Sammy" she shut the phone and tried to push back her tears. She couln't remember the last time she had tears in her eyes. saint hugged her knee's to her chest and bit her fist as the tears poured down. She thought he was different but he used her and left her like all the other bar sluts along the way. Saint pulled herself together and wiped the remaining tears away. and walked to the bathroom.
"Only the weak cry!" she recited in the mirror something her father told her as far back as she could remember. Saint got her clothes, hair and makeup on and got ready for another hunt. She gave herself one good long hateful look in the mirror and said again for reassurance
"These things make you stronger, Only the weak cry" she shut the light off and left the motel room.
3 1/2 months later*
Saint sat at her motel room after a hunt, her past few months have consisted of researching and hunting. She hadn't answered her phone in a few weeks just deleted all the calls and texts. She always did hunt better alone. She was about to fall asleep when her phone rang. she glanced at the clock it read 3:00am...
"Hello?" she said sleepily slurring her words.
"Damn it girl everyone has been worried sick about you.. where the hell have you been?" bobby snapped at her.
"Oh hi bobby nice to hear your voice" she faked enthusiasim
"I need you on a hunt it is important.. There is suppose to be a raid and a big one." the seriousness in his voice snapped her into her hunter instincts
"Yeah I'll be there." she maganged to get out while drifting in and out of sleep.
The next morning Saint headed to bobby's, she wasn't exactly ready to come face to face with dean again she knew he was going to be there. She was still pissed off at him and all the anger she had towards him when they first met came back. Ever since her and dean had their one night stand Saint was plagued with dreams of her father. "Your a faliure.. no one loves you.. your worth nothing and you never will be.. you make me sick." she would replay his words in her thoughts over and over again which help when she was on her hunts she would take all of her built up frustration and anger and lash out. Using her anger was never smart it threw her of and she became reckless. Saint pulled up to bobby's catching sight of the impala brang to many memories back.
"I'm here!" she yelled throwing down her duffle. Bobby walked out of the kitchen pissed off
"What?" she asked innocently.
"What the hell is going on with you? Not answering your phone or calling any of us?" he asked while she pulled out a beer. She glanced around the kitchen dean looked at her with an emotion she didn't comprehend.
"I was busy.." she shrugged
"Busy.. for three and a half months?" he snapped at her.
"Basically" she replied her attention else where when she heard a truck rumble up the drive way. She smiled widely as the bobys glanced from her to bobby he displayed a proud smirk.
"You called him?" her smile widened when bobby nodded. Saint bolted for the door the other not far behind her.
"Archer!!" she screeched loudly jumping up and hugging a medium height dark hair man.
"Who's Archer?" dean asked a little jealous but got no return. Dean hoped with everything in him that she wasn't involved with him. Saint grabbed the guys hand and pulled him up the driveway. Bobby headed back into the house knowing saint needed sometime to catch up.
"This is Archer... My little brother." she grinned. Dean felt relief flow threw him he was confused as to why though.
"Archer this is Sam and.." she cleared her throat.. "Dean Winchester". Archer turned to her and gave her weird look..
"JJ.. you didn't?" he asked knowing without being told what happened. "With him..?" Archer shook his head and walked into to house. Saint looked at the ground putting a stray bit of hair behind her ear and blushing. Sam followed along with him, dena was about to go in behind sam when he stopped in front of Saint. Her eyes remained in a scowel.
"Don't even try to apologize to me..." she growled just before archer got back out with two beer.
"Come on we have alot to catch up on before we have to work." he mentioned pulling her along.
Dean waited up for hours to explain his action which he knew would take alot of convincing. Finally Archer and Saint walked back into the house at 12:30am.
"Goodnight I Love You!" she spoke softly to him and watched him saunter up the stairs. When Saint turned into bobby's living room and froze. Dean was the only one the sat awake in the house other than her.
"Great.. the womanizer!" she growled at him.
"your going to have to talk to me sooner or later.".. he walked after her.
"I don't have to do anything!" She trailed all the way out the the pile of rusty cars hidden from the house. She didn't want her brother to hear her angry voice again.. he had enough fighting as a child between her and her dad.
"Normally Dean I wouldn't care about having a one night stand.. but I thought you of all people were different.. I know It's stupid cause no I see your not."
"Just listen to me.." he tryed to come clean about his action but saint cut him off
"No I won't listen to you.. I have been told since the day i was born that i was worthless.. and when I think hey.. maybe this guy is different.. he treats me like anyother bar slut he would pick up and leave... I don't Have to talke to you.. I don't Have to do anything... I don't believe I should be saving your life... You don't deserve it!" she lashed out on him and went to walk away.
"I never even thought of you as some bar slut!" he retorted making her whip back around
"Soo thats why you left me the next morning.. Cause that makes sense!" she snapped sarcastically
"I left because you were right.. the closer we get the harder it will be to let go of what's bound to happen. After going to hell.. losing My dad.. a brother I hardly knew.. and Sam who I managed to get back I didn't think it was worth it" he trailed off. Saint knew how hard it would have been for him to open up even if it was a little bit.
"Im NOT worth it.. lets just leave it at that!" she muttered
"I didn't mean it like that..." he shot back.
"Yeah... well I did.. I'm over this stupid childish stuff.. I'm going to sleep" Dean knew no matter how hard she tryed to deny it she was still hurt and he hated doing it he wished he could have taken that back. There was something so fasinating about her she had tons of pain behind her eyes. everyhunter did but something made him think she held in alot more than she let on. Maybe too much that one person ever should.
Saint loved when her brother was around he was like a breath of fresh air and at the moment he was exactly what she needed things had gotten far to complicated. As far as dean was concerned she had gone back to normal insulting him like nothing had ever happened between them. Dean figured maybe it was because Archer was with her but he noticed even when archer and sam were out of the room Saint was as cocky and arrogant maybe even more than before.
"Come on Winchester! get your pansy ass moving!" she called back to him as he and sam were preparing their duffle, Archer and Saint stood on the sidewalk of the now silent town.
"You ready for this?" archer asked her with a smirk on his face. Saint nodded
"Are you ready to lose?" she arched her eyebrow as archer rolled his eyes. When they were younger they would have competitions to see who could kill more of whatever they were hunting or who killed it first. their little game took Saint's mind off of the more depressing things going on.
The four of them walked the streets of the small town together.
"What a bunch of bull!" archer spat out while the three of them glanced at him.
"Look if bobby said their was going to be a raid... the will be a raid" saint replied calmly.
"Who said their was going to be a raid?" archer asked raising one eyebrow
"Bob... " she caught herself and smiled. "good old dad huh!" she grumbled sourly
"He was a good dad.. I don't know why you hated him so much" archer slashed back at her.
"Archer you were to young to understand.. and now is not the time" she retorted aware the Winchesters were listening behind her.
Nightfall came and the group had searched everywhere and there was no sign of anything.
"Where could everyone have gone? We've searched everywhere!" sam thought outload.
"I dunno but im hungry!" archer whined. Both sam and dean watched as Saint snapped up
"Come on.. I'll cook us something to eat at that dinner.. no ones there anyway!" saint took the lead and walked into the kitchen. She fixed up three burgers and some fries. They guys ate in silence all fixated on the hunt. While Saint stared out the window.
"Hey JJ, You alright?" archer asked her focusing everyones attention towards her. Saint didn't seem to notice
"Saint!" dean raised his voice pulling her back.
"Are you ok?" archer asked her again. she only shrugged her emotion never changed
"This could be my very last night..." she mentioned making the whole table fell quiet again taking in what she had accepted. Without a warning Saint stood up pulling out her 45's.
"The raid!" she yelled the guys jumped from their chairs and grabbed weapons. Five demons walked towards the diner. The windows crashed open and the hunters advanced. The 5 demons turned into 20.. and the hunters were running out of fighting space and energy.
Hey.. Sorry If there are tons of mistakes.. I was in a bit of a rush.. Please Rate and Review 3
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-Tiny xox
