Ok, I am sorry for not posting sooner but I haven't had the chance to post,but I have still been working on this story and I hope you are enjoying reading as much as I am writing it!
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Chapter 4
The Impala roared away from Ava's home at just turned nine that morning. Dean was expecting to reach Bobby's at about eleven that same evening. Ava had posted a letter through the door of the office she was employed at. If she were honest, leaving the job hadn't bothered her. She hated her job and the people who worked there. Although, she had felt a pull deep inside her when she had closed the front door of her home – the home that nine months ago had been the happiest place on earth for her. The home that she had shared with Jimmy – her future husband. The home that they had planned on starting a family in – and now, it was the home that Jimmy had disappeared from and the home that she had now left to escape demons – and not the personal kind.
Ava sat quietly in the back of the Impala, while Dean drove and Sam rode shotgun. The brothers had chatted to her, hoping to make her feel a little at ease. In the short time that Sam had known her, he felt almost a kind of 'bond' with her. Not only did he feel responsible for her safety but he felt sorry that she had had to enter their 'supernatural world'. Then there was the issue with Cas or Jimmy. The hunter had a feeling that all of this sorrow and fear had only just begun for her.
The journey to Bobby's seemed to take forever for Ava. Sam and Dean had made the journey as pleasant as they could have done for her – Sam particularly, telling her past hunting jobs. Ava thought how extraordinary their lives were.
It was just after eleven that night when Dean pulled the Impala into 'Singer's Salvage Yard'.
It was exactly what Ava had expected – plenty of old rusty cars and car parts littered all over. As Dean parked the car up, Ava immediately noticed Bobby in the doorway, waiting to greet the threesome.
Ava had only met Bobby once. Her father had problems with a spirit in his work place and once Bobby was on the scene, the pair of them worked together and banished it for good. It was after that experience when her father had begun to make notes in a journal on the supernatural information that Bobby taught him. He instilled in Ava that if she 'ever' thought that something supernatural was going on, she was to contact Bobby Singer immediately. Which is exactly what she had done when she discovered the sulphur. And, here she was, a few hours later, at Bobby's home.
She climbed out of the back of the car and stretched as she did so.
"I'll get your stuff, you go on in". Sam said, as he made his way to the trunk of the car.
Bobby had already started to make his way over to Ava and the boys.
"Hey Bobby". Ava said as she reached the older hunter.
"Hey you!" He replied, enveloping Ava in his arms. He didn't get much female attention to say the least, so he never turned down a hug. Fortunately, Ava appreciated the hug more than she could possibly have said.
"I'm so sorry about your dad". Bobby continued, as he released his arms from her.
"Thank You". She replied, meaningfully.
"Come on – let's get you inside". With that, the hunters and Ava made their way into Bobby's.
Bobby showed Ava the spare bedroom upstairs that she was to sleep in. He told her that Sam and Dean were both old and ugly enough to sleep on the sofa and floor downstairs.
Ava was relieved when Bobby introduced her to the bathroom. After the long journey, she felt it almost essential to take a shower and freshen herself up.
The pampering time that Ava needed, Bobby was grateful for. He needed to find out from the boys exactly what they had told her and also about 'his' visit from Castiel.
"What did he say?" Dean asked Bobby. All three hunters felt nervous that Ava may interrupt them at any moment. Bobby sighed and leaned against his usual paper and book covered desk.
"Wait for Ava and I'll tell y'all together. God knows how the poor kid will take all this though".
It wasn't long before Ava re-joined the three hunters in what could only be described as Bobby's study. Although, the whole house could have been a study – there were books all over the place, some open, some closed, but all looked very old and well read.
She had changed into a pair of black leggings and a fluffy cream jumper. The atmosphere in the room seemed tense, she noted. Bobby was still leaning against his desk, Dean was seated in a chair by the window and Sam was standing by a chest of drawers.
"You OK?" Bobby asked her.
"Yeah. Thanks for letting me use your shower".
"D'ya wanna take a seat by Dean. I need to have a talk with you". Bobby continued.
Ava did as she was asked, but she sat virtually on the edge of the seat next to Dean. She knew by the atmosphere in the room that what she about to be told, she was not going to like and she knew in some way that it was going to involve Jimmy.
Bobby handed her what looked like whiskey in a glass tumbler.
"No, it's OK, I don't drink all that much". She said to the eldest hunter.
Bobby didn't move the glass away from her. "I suggest you hold on to it darlin', as I really think you're gonna need it". He replied.
Ava finally accepted the whiskey and as she took a sip she struggled to swallow it, due to the strong taste and her nerves. She had a strong feeling that Bobby was right and she would consume all the alcohol after all...
