Smart. Beautiful. Dead.

Lost


The dark dusty road seemed to go forever as Dean and Sam sat in silence both stuck in their own torment. Sam couldn't help but think this was his entire fault, why hadn't he seen this before? Why didn't he dream this? Why did he always have to get hurt at the worse possible time? Why couldn't he fix this?

The boys arrived back at the hotel where they had been staying for the last 3 days. As Dean approached the front door a mumbled whining could be heard from behind it.
"Ezra" Sam mumbled watching Dean slip a key into the doors lock. The heavy door screeched open to reveal a pair of sad blue eyes surrounded by golden fur. Ezra's eyes searched frantically for Eve. Dean couldn't bear to look at him, didn't want to be reminded. He just, he wanted to forget.

"You forgot" Sam said in disappointment.
"I know I'm sorry" Dean mumbled trying not to look at the picture of his mom that sat on Sam's desk.
"Every year Dean, every year, how can you forget something like this?" Sam questioned innocently. It had been 12 years since his mum had died and every year the boys visited the tombstone which had been erected to commemorate her. Dean didn't like to think about her. It hurt way too much, all he wanted to do was forget, so that's what he tried to do. But in his attempt he spent an hour crying all alone in his room. It felt strange to feel so sad about loosing someone he barely knew.

That was exactly how he felt right now. His insides burned with misery and grief over this girl that he had known for no more than a year.

Dean strolled into Ellen's bar to find the Jo and Ellen arguing and fighting.
Jo's face crumbled when something caught her eye "Eve?" she muttered softly.

"Well you found her, now im off" said the girl whom Dean assumed was Eve.
"Eve, at least talk to me" Jo begged.
Eve shot a look full of distain at Jo.

"Eve, shes your sister, you have to talk to her sometime"
"Shes not my sister; Just because genes connect us doesn't make her my sister" Eve bit back.
"Oh please, why'd you come back then?" Jo pointed out as a matter of factually.
"Don't flatter yourself. Mom was worried sick, you just up and left, you didn't tell anyone where you were going, you stole money from the till, ran after the guy who's dad killed our father, when are you gonna start growing up huh? I didn't come back for you, I came back for mom and that's all. And you..." she said turning to her mother, she shook her head "I guess I won't be hearing from you again till little miss self righteous over here runs away again right? Don't call me again unless you actually want to see how I am or what I'm doing because frankly im sick of being used by you" She said softly almost sadly.
Ellen was at a loss for words and the look on Jo's face was priceless.
Dean wondered if he heard her right "The guy whose dad killed your dad?" Dean's voice cracked.

"Dean..." Ellen breathed.
He stepped forward "What did you mean by that?" Dean mumbled confused as his eyes caught Eves "Yeah, explain" Jo implored.

"I think it's your line mom" Eve muttered before lugging her bag over her shoulder and brushing past him as she strolled out the door.
"Eve" Ellen said "Eve!" she called stomping after her wayward daughter.
"What!" she bellowed turning to her mother.
"Don't walk away from me" she ordered.
"Im not walking im running" she said into her mothers face.
"Why do you have to be this way?" Ellen uttered.
"Which way is that? I know what you want for me, but that's not what I want for me. I don't want to live here with you and Jo, in the middle of the sticks. You can't cage me up, and as much you'd like you can't caged Jo up forever either. I'm picking up where dad left off, im doing good, im doing the world a favour, it's better than being some barmaid for the rest of my life" Eve expressed throwing her bag to the ground.
"Im making an honest living, being a barmaid is an honest living" her mother mentioned.
"You're not living" she said
"What and you are? You have no home; you roam from place to place and for what? You put your life on the line for what? Why do you live like this? What are you chasing?" her mother asked concerned.
"Since when did you give a flying fuck about me huh?? Last time I remembered I was the lost cause, the one who you couldn't be bothered helping because I was too far gone. Since when did things change?"
"Things have never been that way"
Eve smirked "Who are you trying to convince? Me or you?"

"Would you two just..."Jo said before being interrupted.
"Shut it!" Eve and Ellen yelled at the same time.
Eve and Ellen were right up in each others faces and Dean was afraid that if he didn't separate the two soon there was gonna be some hurting going on.

"Hey, hey, hey" Dean said making his way down the stairs and onto the dusty dirt ground. He separated the two, Jo took Ellen aside and Dean took Eve.

"So ah, what did you mean by what you said before... about my dad? Dean asked a very fidgety and annoyed Eve.
"Nothing just forget it" she soothed
"No, tell me" he said with a little more authority in his voice.
Her eyes searched his for a moment "Your dad was there the night my dad died... They were on a hunt together, your dad made a big mistake and ah... it cost my fathers life. But we all make mistakes right?"

Dean snapped himself out of the trance he was in. He sat on the end of the cold lumpy hotel bed and ran his hands over his face.
"Dean, are you ok?" Sam asked concerned and with a lot of reason to be concerned.
He stayed silent for a small while then shook his head "What am I gonna do? I need you to tell me because I have no idea Sam. Just tell me what to do" Dean begged breaking down. Then suddenly his mobile started to ring and vibrate in his pocket. It was Ellen. What could he say, Ellen would surely be devastated and Dean couldn't do this right now. After the phone vibrated in his hand his beeping ring tone sent him over the edge and he hurled his cell into the wall smashing it into oblivion.

"She has to find out one way or another she has to know" Sam said quietly.

"Not tonight, not like that"


Is this too hard to read?? All bunched up and stuff??