Dean POV
Tired, so freakin tired. Can't wake up. Comfy bed. Why did I give Rach the comfiest bed in the world. No wonder she never wants to wake up for school, I wouldn't either with this bed. I turned over and looked at the time through blurry eyes. 5:47. Ah shit! I have work in a few minutes! I groaned getting up. Rachael stirred as she turned over towards me. I kissed her forehead then raced out of there down towards the kitchen to get me some coffee. Sam was there typing away on his laptop, taping on the table with a pen. I got my mug and poured the coffee, capping the mug and putting it away trying not to hear the tapping. It was really pissing me off. After a few more seconds of it I took the pen from him and chucked it across the room. He looked up at me with a pissed look, I just shrugged.
"What the hell was that for?"
"Your pissing me off." I started to walk away before he could make an excuse for that annoying tapping. I was at the door the same time Ryan was. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to Jenn's to see if she's home yet." He smiled.
"Why? Where was she?"
"oh she went with her dad on a business trip." He just shrugged then walked out the door and practically running to Jenn's house. I had to laugh at how Sam-like he looked. I got into the car and drove towards the garage, muttering how much I hate my boss right now. When I got there, no one was there, damn this emergency service thing, it's not like there was ever a real emergency that needed to be dealt with. When I got in the first thing I did… Sit on my ass and wait for whoever bothers to ever show up. Well while I wait for no one, I might as well turn on the radio.
"I met her at a backyard, block party by the bar." I rolled my eyes as I changed the channel to a good channel that I actually know the songs. Ted Nugent started to sing when I got to the channel and I smiled. I sat back on my chair and looked around. There was nothing to do. All the cars were done and ready to be given back to their owners. I closed my eyes ready to go back to sleep when I heard a knock on the garage door. I sighed and got up. God damn it. Who would be stupid enough to come here at 6 at night just to get there car fixed. I walked to the door and saw a woman looking a little impatient and nervous. She was really pretty, with her long blond hair, her nervous blue eyes. I smiled as I opened the door.
"Hi. Umm, I was on my way home from work when my damn car staled and then just stopped altogether." I nodded and walked outside.
"Let me see what's going on." She smiled this amazing smile and I couldn't help but just look at her. I shook my head before following her just down the street to check out her car. It wasn't far down the street at all. I almost stopped when I saw her car; it was a sweet 1968 black Pontiac Firebird. I was pretty shocked to see a girl like her be driving that car when I expected to see one of those shitty hybrids or whatever they were. They were junk and it was a no brainer why they always died. I walked over to it popping the hood to check for anything remotely wrong with it. After scanning over the engine, I figured it out.
"Is this the original engine?" I asked looking up at that beautiful face again.
"Apparently. That's what the guy said that sold it to me." She shrugged.
"Here's the deal, he sold you a crap one. A dud. It's no good and it was faltered to only let you drive it for so long. How much did he make you pay for it?" I explained in the least amount of complicated terms so she would understand. I knew she wasn't an idiot but, just so she knew for certain.
"1, 900." She replied looking down. I whistled. Ouch, did she ever get ripped off.
"You're kidding."
"Wish I was." She didn't sound impatient now; more pissed than anything. Like she wanted to find the guy and punch his lights out, so did I to be honest.
"Here's the deal. I'm going to get you the original engine and install it for free. You deserve it after getting ripped off for that." I watched a slight smile grow on her face and it only made me give her back one in return.
"You'll actually do that for me?" Those gorgeous nervous blue eyes grew soft and brilliant. I was lost in those eyes.
"Course. It's the least I could do for what that guy did to you." I slammed her car trunk down as we walked back to the shop. I pulled out the tow truck and picked up her car driving it in. The second it was all set up she was just standing there with her arms crossed just watching me before she turned her attention to my baby.
"Is that yours?" She asked stunned.
"Uh yeah, it is. Just re-built her myself not to long ago." I replied proudly.
"Not bad. The 1967 Impala. Good year for cars." Wow. Did she really just…
"Yeah, tell me about it. You seem to know a bit about cars." I asked walking a bit toward her.
"Not that much. Just the good ones." She laughed a little as did I. "I'm sorry I didn't catch your name?" She asked just looking at me.
"Oh, sorry. I'm Dean." Damn. Nice one Dean. Don't even introduce yourself anymore…smooth. I reached out my hand and she shook it.
"Dakota." Dakota? Now that's a hot name.
"Well Dakota you can come back tomorrow around 9 and your car should be fixed and ready to go." I smiled my Winchester smile and she looked down before looking back up at me with that amazing smile that's so captivating, so bright.
"Guess I'll see you then Dean." She grinned before turning around and walking away. I just watched her ass the entire time. I turned around and started to work on her car when I stopped. Why didn't I offer her a ride home?! God dammit! I quickly walked back outside and looked down the street but I didn't see her. I checked the other way, nothing. God I'm such an idiot!
I worked on her car for 4 hours straight. Taking out the engine and getting the real one then setting it back up. It wasn't that hard, that was mostly the easy part. I changed her oil and refilled the washer fluid before taking her out for a test drive to see how well she worked. It was a smooth ride but nothing could take me away from my baby. I would take her over any car any day. I parked it and got out with a grin. It ran smoothly with a soft engine purr. Didn't sound as sweet as my baby thought. But then again, nothing ever did. Not even Rachael's Camaro, and that was a pretty nice car. I sighed sitting back down in that chair bored out of my skull. The radio was still going and it was now playing ACDC's Thunderstruck. I leaned back in the chair bored to tears to what the rest of the night would bring as I leaned back in my chair closing my eyes knowing that…. dammit. Somebody else is at the door. Am I ever going to catch a break? Here I go again.
Sam POV
I couldn't stand it. Sitting here marking all these god damn reports was killing me! I was so annoyed I needed to get out of here! I had retrieved the pen Dean so annoyingly whipped across the room and I continued tapping it. I needed something to keep me sane as I was reading yet another report on how this kid believes that the Death Penalty is a good thing. Then, it goes on to say that it kills innocent people and sometimes wrong people are convicted and blah blah blah. They just totally contradicted themselves a hundred and one times over and over and now they're rambling on about who they believe should get the death penalty. Is this what I seriously asked for? I never knew asking on simple question of 'Do you believe in the death penalty' could unravel to all these weird ideas that are so strange. Weirder than Dean, and that's just weird. I was just about to mark it when I felt someone behind me.
"Hi Sam!" The loud voice of Rachael's ran out in my ear and I jumped.
"Jesus Rach! I thought you were asleep." I shot her a look.
"Exactly. Was. Not am. Got a little hungry and it doesn't help that this little she sea monkey is kicking up a storm. I swear she's trying to play soccer in there, and I'm loosing!" I laughed. My lovely niece is always so crude.
"Yeah well isn't that just the way it is. Abstinent is the answer" I replied in the best voice I could for mocking her gym teacher.
"Maybe for you, but as for me… I like to-"
"Enough! I already said too much!" I shook my head. Damn this girl could be crude. I think Dean just corrupted her. I looked up at her and watched as she scanned the report I was reading.
"They spelt Penalty wrong. They spelt it P A N A L T Y. Wow. This person is an idiot! Wait, who is it?" She looked for the name and then burst out laughing. "Tyler?! Are you serious! He's in your Law class?" She snatched the paper right out of my hand and began to read it.
"Yes. Now do you mind I was marking that?" I snatched it right back. She looked shocked like she didn't expect me to do that so quickly.
"Hey! I was getting black-mail." She whined crossing her arms over her ever so growing stomach.
"Not today sweetheart. Not today. Why don't you go…bug Ryan or something?"
"See, originally I would but I saw this innocent, abstinent, tall man who's going to be late for his date grading papers." Oh crap! I had to pick up Charlie in….15 minutes! Dammit how could I have forgotten? I quickly got out of my chair and booked it upstairs. I could hear Rachael laugh and I just shook my head. I started going through all my clothes. Great. My best shirt that Charlie complimented on once is in the wash! Shit! Could this get any worse? I started going through everything else. I mostly owned button downs but thought they looked to…what the hell. I grabbed my blue and white plaid button down and threw it on the bed. It looked good. I took off the one I had on and just chucked it into the laundry basket across the room. I then grabbed a new pair of jeans and everything else I needed and booked it to the shower. Luckily there was warm water this time and Rachael, Dean, and Ryan weren't around to snake it. I jumped in and took the quickest shower in my life, booking it back out and throwing on my clothes. I got ready and looked at the clock. Dammit. I was already 4 minutes late. I ran downstairs almost taking Rachael down with me.
"Wow! Slow down there Sasquatch! You'd swear she'd shoot you if you were like 10 minutes late."
"Sorry." Was all I could slip out as I grabbed my brown jacket and car keys. "I'm taking your Camaro!" I called to Rachael before booking out the door knowing that Rachael would have my ass if I took her car. I didn't care, I was in a rush and I wanted to look pretty good. It wasn't like the Impala but it was good enough. I pulled out of the driveway quickly and saw Rachael run out onto the driveway but stop and scream at me.
"You crash it and I'm gonna kill you!" I laughed shaking my head. I saw one of the elderly couple neighbors look at her awkwardly and slowly migrate across the street. I just laughed as I drove to Charlie's place.
Charlie had a nice place. Not to big but not to small. It was near the edge of town along a little river. She had a huge lot though. It stretched back far and it looked really nice the way the trees were in her backyard and the green grass that seemed to make her little cabin looking house stand out. Almost like a mini piece of the country. I parked the car in the driveway right behind her black Ford F-150 and got out. I walked to the door and knocked a couple times. I waited a few minutes but nothing. That was weird, maybe she didn't hear me? I knocked again and all I could hear was the sound of a huge dog barking from the inside but no sign of Charlie. Luckily I met the dog once so it should be fine. Right? I walked around back and checked the backyard and in the windows and still nothing. There was a few things knocked over which was really weird since Charlie looked like she kept a decent place. 'Maybe from the dog?' I thought. I decided to go make sure everything was okay and I did something that I thought about over and over again, breaking in. I just had a really funny feeling and even if it ruins my chances, I just wanna make sure she's alright. I knelt down and got out a paperclip that I always keep on me and I started to fidget with the lock. Dammit why couldn't Rachael or Dean be here? They were good at this. I stopped when the door just slowly creaked open and I hadn't even tried hard enough to make it open. I stepped inside and right around the corner ran her dog. This weird, but cute looking Border collie mix. It has the body of a border collie, but the grey fur with black spots like an Australian shepherd. It ran up to me and whined and I just kept looking around the house. It was empty. I walked out closing the door and heading back to Rachael's car confused to wits end. I pulled out my Treo and called her cell number. She left me it when I called her this morning before she went to work. Four rings and then her voicemail. Her voice made me smile. I didn't bother leaving a message just yet. I dialed again. Nothing. Now I was getting scared. I didn't even tell her where we were going and she didn't take her truck but for some strange reason, I had a really, really bad feeling and her not picking up her phone made it even worse.
Ryan's POV
I was around 5:50pm and I was getting bored. I wanted to see if Jenn was home because I really wanted to see her. That smile. That face. I mean, I hadn't seen her in school and I really felt like skating or just talking. I couldn't take it anymore and I booked it to the door. My dad was right there at the same time.
"Where are you going?" he asked me.
"To Jenns to see if she's home yet." I replied and I saw him smile.
"Why, where was she?" Always with the god damn questions.
"Oh, she went on a business trip with her dad." I then couldn't take the questions so I booked it quickly to her place right across the street. It was convenient that it was only this short from here. I kind of thought of myself like my Uncle Sam and I laughed a little. I was thinking of things that we would do tonight. Go see a movie? Skate? Anything! I needed my 'scape goat. I turned my head and watched my dad speed off towards work. I walked up the driveway knowing that her dad was probably out since he usually was at nights but I saw Jenn's car in the driveway so I knew she would be home. I walked up to the door and knocked. Nothing. Hmm. Maybe she didn't hear me? I knocked again but still there was nothing. Just weird, eerie silence. I waited a little while before I walked around to the backyard. Maybe she was out there. I opened the door into the backyard and walked in. She wasn't there and I was getting worried. I walked back and looked up at her window. It was an easy climb. Not like I haven't done something similar before. I started my climb easily avoiding suspicion by climbing up the side. I made it and clung to the side to get to her window. When I looked in I noticed that the window was slightly open and her room was a mess. Now I've never really been up in her room but I know Jenn and she likes to keep the house nice, so I'm guessing her room is super neat. You'd never know it if you talked to her but when you see her clean, she's in the zone. It's kinda hot to watch. "What the hell?" I looked in and more and noticed everything was smashed. Her nice laptop, her bed was a mess, clothes were everywhere. I almost lost my footing as I tried to get a better view. There was no one there and it was all dark. "shit." I turned around and slid down the roof. I stopped and then jumped off landing perfectly on the ground. I started walking towards one of the many hang outs that I knew she might be. I ran most of the way cause I didn't grab my deck, and went towards the skate park. I saw some of the guys there still, the flood lights blaring. I walked towards the guys trying to see if Jenn was there but I didn't see her."
"Hey guys, did you happen to see Jenn at all?" They all looked at me funny.
"No, she should be back by now though." Aaron said looking at me with a shrug.
"I just came from her place. She's not there, and her room is a mess." They just looked at me. "Her room is never a mess."
"She just got back dude, even my room would be a mess." Aaron said laughing a little.
"Your room is always a mess A." Ty said punching him lightly in the shoulder.
"Shut up." He skated away and I sighed. Where the hell could she be. This was all starting to freak me out.
"kay, thanks anyway dude." I waved walking back to the house. Maybe she's back. But I just had a really weird feeling that this was more than Jenn missing for a little bit. I don't know why but I just felt like that. As I walked back I let the winter breeze flow passed me as I thought. I missed her too. I wanted to see her, talk to her, hear her laugh, with that smile she always had on. It made me smile just thinking about her. When I got back to the house I saw Rachael's new… well semi new car be driven off by Sam.
"you crash it and I'm gonna kill you!" I heard her yell from the porch. An elderly couple crossed the street and looked at her which made me laugh. I walked up the porch and into the house. It was so warm which I love more than the damn cold. Even with freakin global warming, it's still cold.
"where's Sammy going?" I asked as I took off my jacket. I saw Rach go through Sam's papers looking for something.
"Out with Charlie. He's got a date." She grinned. I walked closer to her as she kept riffling through the papers.
"And what are you doing." I Walked up behind her and hugged her a little looking at what she was doing. She held up a paper by Tyler and I shook my head. "Black mail?"
"You know me all to well Winchester." I laughed rubbing her stomach a little then walking over to the counter to make coffee.
"It's cause were twins retard." She turned around and stuck her tongue out at me and I did the same. "Want some?" She nodded and I started to make coffee but I stopped. "Can you drink coffee?" I couldn't remember.
"Yes. It's not going to kill me or little no name." I smiled and resumed making the coffee. I couldn't help but think about Jenn and where she was. I still had this weird feeling that she was in trouble. I looked over at Rachael who was doing something to Tyler's paper and I just kept thinking. She wouldn't just mess up her room for no reason then leave, that would just piss her off and she would have to come home and clean it. I heard Rach clear her throat that pulled me out of my thoughts. "Ey, Ry, could you possibly get me some icing from the fridge." She wanted what now? I raised an eyebrow as I walked to the fridge. God these cravings! I got her the icing and threw it at her gently. She caught it and started to dive into it.
"God I love being pregnant." She said with icing in her mouth, I just laughed returning to the coffee.
"Don't let dad hear you say that." She waved me off and kept eating. I took out my cell and set it down next to me as I poured the coffee hoping by some miracle Jenn would call.
"Jenn isn't home yet, is she?" I turned around and shook my head. I gave her her coffee and took my phone setting it on the table and sitting down next to her. "She'll call."
"How do you know?" She smiled at me.
"She likes you, she'll call." I smiled a little at her and sighed. God I hope she's right. I need to talk to Jenn!
Rachael's POV
After drinking 2 cups of coffee and eating almost the whole thing of icing. I went upstairs to rest, or at least try too since No name was beating the crap outta my insides. As I walked up the stairs I noticed my dad's door open and a light on. I walked in and looked around, clothes everywhere, books, Oh god, a magazine that was NOT about cars! my eyes! did not want to see that… I looked up and saw a huge box that said Sarah on it. I smiled a little as I walked towards it. It was my mom in a box, she moved with us. I sat on my dad's bed and looked inside. There were pictures of him and my mom. Of us and mom, we were cute. There were baby clothes made out of old band Tee's she made when she was pregnant. Maybe I should do something like that… but then again, I was never one for arts and crafts so, never mind. I set the clothes down and looked in the box. A smaller velvet box lay there next to another picture. I picked it up and slowly opened it. It was her necklace that she worn everyday. It was like the Saturn symbol but the bottom part was cuver. It's so pretty, My mom never took it off. I let a few tears go as I touched the symbol. I needed my mom here with me, how could I even think that I could do this without her, or another chick around here to help me. All I got to turn to is testosterone and it's cool and all but sometimes… I need someone there for me that's… well of the same gender. I put the necklace back and looked through the box more. I came across a teddy bear. It was small and white. He had this necklace around his neck that said Blaire. I looked at the necklace, tracing my fingers over the letters. It struck me as odd that there was a bear in here with the name Blaire, but I shrugged it off and placed it back. It was a cute bear and for some reason I just kept staring at it. I looked over at where I placed the bear and I noticed it was a journal. I took it and opened it. I looked through a couple of pages.
November 23, 2009
I found out that I'm pregnant. It was that stupid party! That stupid guy…. what's his name…. Dean something or other. Damn it! I'm still in freakin school. How am I supposed to do this and go to school. I can't. I don't even remember him really. He was what… Sam's friend.. Brother. Who ever he was, he was an idiot! A drunken…. hot…. sexy……..idiot! God. My mom is going to be pissed… and oh hell I don't even want to go into detail about what my dad will do! I gotta find Dean. He has to know he was the idiot that killed my chances at getting into Juliard! Oh god, I don't even want to think about what it's gonna do to my figure. My wonderful Dancer body I cultivated over years and years of training! Ah Shit and what about hunting. How am I too tell Dean about…. well probably the most dangerous job in the world. I can't raise a kid in that environment! damn I better call Sam, see where his… Buddy is at.
December 24, 2009
Well it's been a month at least. Sorry I hadn't written, I'm an idiot and lost this thing. But I found you and now I'm writing on Christmas eve. I told the parents, they weren't to happy and now well…. I'm alone in the dorm room, sitting by this crappy fire I started. I told Dean Winchester, he was Sam's brother, and he came by a few weeks ago. He wanted to know what I was going to do. I decided, hell I guess I'll keep it, my parents were itching to disown me anyway, might as well piss them off doing it. I'll just stop hunting anyway, I was going to do that, and focus on dancing but now… I got a real reason to stop. Dean said he would come back in a month when he figures things out, what ever the hell that means. I just- crap and someone is at the door.
December 25, 2009
Well that was unexpected. It was Dean. He decided to come and stay here in Cali and come visit me. He said that if I still wanted to keep the kid he'd stay with me. I couldn't even comprehend that. This dude, that I have no idea anything about wanted to be here for me… that is the nicest thing any stranger has ever done for me. And then after that we umm… had the best sex of my life. I swear that dude is like a bionic man. This morning, you wanna know what he did, he made me breakfast in bed! This guy, who looks like he could kill at any moment, is really a huge softy, I swear.
February 16, 2010
Well this V-day wasn't as sucky as I would have thought. Dean got us an apartment close to school, then he proceeded to set up every skimpy amount of furniture we have. I guess we are officially a couple. I mean I knew that was inevitable but…. wow. This fast. This guy is really taking good care of me. I'm actually glad this accident happened with him and not some other loser… not that I thought this would have happen. Actually last month I told him about my past… my real past not the apple pie past I tell people. He laughed at me. But not "your crazy" laugh, the "I have a secret like you" laugh. Guess what? He's a freakin hunter too! How could that have happened. I mean I knew there were a lot of hunters out there but… I didn't think I would have gotten knocked up by one.-
I skipped a few pages….
August 6, 2010
So I'm in the hospital, in freakin labour. Our kids are probably going to be like their father and take hours to do something…. especially being born! Dean came home stressed out, bad hunt. He tried to save these two girls from a rawhead but it didn't work out. He brought home the teddy bears they were holding, I guess as sort of a reminder that he can't save everyone. Their names were Rachael and Blaire. Cute names eh? If only we were having twin girls. But I think I'll stick with the boys. If we have another kid, and it's a girl, we'll call her Rachael Blaire.
I looked at the book. So that's where I got my name… But my middle name is Michelle… whatever. It's to confusing, but I know where I got my teddy bear from. Where ever the hell I put it. I took out the bear as I placed the journal back in and I got comfortable laying on my dad's bed. He had a nice bed, but I like mine better. I could hardly keep my eyes open and finally I just passed right out.
I was in a cemetery, it was sunny outside and through the trees I saw my dad, He was crying it looked like. I walked closer and saw more of my family standing around looking sad. When I walked closer I saw Jensen, he was holding a little baby girl. Our baby girl. They were all dressed in black suits and out girl was wearing a dress.
"dad, she can't be gone." Ryan whispered but my dad didn't respond. I knew who they were crying over. I didn't want to look. I was too scared, but I did anyway. There was a huge hole and a light brown casket. The headstone was a nice grey with black lettering. "Rachael Michelle Winchester: August 7, 2010- September 19, 2027." Crap. I looked up at my dad. He looked crushed, I hate when he looks like that. He looked like that when I told him I hated him that one time when I was 12, when I told him I was pregnant, and for some reason, I can see his face, the last moments I had on earth. That face he had on killed me the most. It was a mixture of hurt, sadness, anger, fear. I couldn't help it but let myself cry. I looked over at Ryan who looked down in disbelief. "I was supposed to help her get out of the deal. I promised her. I-"
"Ryan! Just… stop." Was the only words that came out of my dad's mouth before he walked away, crying harder than I ever saw him cry before.
"Dad wait!" I called out but he couldn't hear me. I was deader than a door nail and 6 feet under. I looked down, feeling the hot tears roll down my cheeks and and onto the soft ground.
"What are we gonna do…." I heard Jensen say looking down at our baby girl. "I don't think I could bare looking at Blaire when she grows up. She already looks way to much like Rach and I-"
"Your not going to give her up are you?" Sammy asked in an angered tone.
"What else am I going to do Sam. I can't raise her by myself!" He shouted back. Tears in his eyes, threatening to fall at any moment. My girl looked up at him with her huge green eyes and begged him to be hugged. He looked down and started to cry. "I can't do this Sam… I just can't." He shook his head then gave her to Ryan walking to opposite way my dad went. My baby started to cry and held out her arms for her dad, but he wasn't looking back. More tears fell from my cheeks. I wanted to hug my baby so bad, but I couldn't. Ryan held the fussing infant in his arms hugging her, trying to sooth her.
"It's okay Blaire. He doesn't mean it."
"But he's right." Ryan shot a look at Sam. Why was everyone turning on her! Is she that much of a hinderance to people!
"Sam, not you too."
"She looks to much like Rachael. She'll kill us slowly. I know it's already hurting your dad." He looked down at Blaire…. my baby and nodded. I wanted to slap everyone of them. They can't honestly want my baby gone. The last bit of me they have, they want to toss away!
"This isn't the world you want to leave is it?" I heard a voice from behind me. It was feminine, kinda immature sounding. I turned around and right in front of me was the person I saw in all those pictures in the box.
"Mom?" She nodded with a smile. She looked just like she did when she was 23. Her blond hair and blue-green eyes. She looked like me, I looked like her. I let more tears fall.
"I've been watching you Rachael Michelle." Great the middle name. I see her for 5 freakin seconds and already I'm in trouble. "I can't believe you. You cause so much drama, you make a deal, just so your brother could live his life longer, and you get pregnant. Girl you are defiantly up shits creek." She didn't sound mean. She sounded like a buddy that you've been best friends with since you were 6. She smiled reassuringly as she walked closer to me. "Now as I ask again. Are you sure this is the world you want to leave." I looked over at my tombstone and shook my head.
"No it's not." I looked down. This world is crappy and I defiantly don't want my kid growing up in this shit hole of a world without me.
"Rach, you have a power, you should use it. I know you've forgotten about it… hell you've just blocked it out of your mind since it's the damn thing that put you in this position in the first place, but hun, make it right, use it. Use it to help people, your going to need it really soon." What does that mean.
"mom, what-"
"Don't ask about it. I can't tell you. Your gonna have to figure that out. But please, tell your brother to do the same. The both of you together is much stronger than just one of you." I nodded. I felt the ground shake a little.
"Mom? How did I, you know…." I looked at my grave.
"It's in your memory." I looked at her.
"But it hasn't happened yet." She laughed a little. I love her laugh, it's like dad described… it's infectious.
"Just think about it." I looked at her before I thought about it. Nothing. I came up with nothing. I felt the ground shake more. What the hell was happening. "It's time to wake up hun."
"No mom, no I don't want to wake up. I want to talk to you more!" I started to cry. I didn't want to leave her.
"You'll see me soon. Don't worry, we can talk for as long as you want. But now it's time for you to wake up." I looked over at my grave, my whole family was standing there crying, just looking at me. I had tears of my own as I walked towards them. They waved at me as my eyes started to get blurry. "I love you." I heard my mom say as I closed my eyes. The ground shook more, Everything started to get darker and rock back and forth.
"Rachael!" I heard some one yell my name.
"MOM!" I yelled as I sat up in the bed. I breathed hard, clutching the teddy bear with Blaire's name on it. I looked over and saw Sam and Ryan looking at me as they sat on the bed beside me. I scratched my head yawning, thinking about the dream.
"Rach, you okay?" Sam asked worriedly. I just nodded scratching my head.
"yeah, I'm fine. What's up… Why are you home so early?" I asked sleepily propping myself up on the pillows.
"That's the reason we woke you up." I raised an eyebrow.
"I don't wanna hear about your sex life-"
"Not that! were pretty sure, Charlie and Jenn have been taken!" I sat up and looked at them.
"They've been what?"
A/N: Hey guys, Haven't done these in a while. Okay so, hope you liked this chapter, there's going to be more dramarama in the next few chapters, but you gotta review PLEASE, I love reading all the reviews!
-Lauren