Author's Note: I'm making this up as I go when it comes to killing the Leviathan lol. I don't think any of us know what the hell is happening in season 7 so I'm just winging it ;) Enjoy!
Everyone in the house was tense to say the least. The only one with their head on straight seemed to be Ben. Dean was still insistent on staying where they were while Sam and Elita tried to convince him otherwise and Lisa just wanted to know what the hell was going on. She was really starting to get on Elita's nerves. Her priority as keeping herself and her son safe, which made perfect sense to everyone. But she didn't know what the hell she was doing! The only person she listened to was Dean. If Dean told her to stay inside then she'd stay inside. But if Elita told her to stay inside she'd ask a million questions then went to see if Dean agreed. Elita was just about ready to throttle her.
Sam had his nose in a book, sitting with Elita in the living room. They'd been working nonstop trying to come up with a way to kill the Leviathan- and Bobby was too- but they still didn't have much of anything. Sam had a few half-baked ideas but none of them seemed legitimate. So they kept looking and reading and researching.
"Okay I'm out of here." Elita finally said, sitting up from the couch, tossing the ancient book she'd been reading onto the coffee table. She'd been using Sam as a backrest while they both read so when she sat up he lowered his book as well. "I can't stand these four walls much longer and I'm starting to go cross eyed from all this reading."
She stood up and stretched her arms. "Where are you gonna go?" Sam asked, not standing up but watching her. She put her boots on and searched for a hair tie so she could pull her hair off her neck.
"My car has been making a weird rattling noise, I'll go figure out what that is." she replied and Sam chuckled at her. Of course she wouldn't actually leave them; not while such pressing matters hung over their heads. But when Lisa came downstairs and saw Elita leaving she immediately asked where she was going.
"Gonna work on her car." Sam replied lazily, leaning back into the couch with his book. It would be nice to go out there and help her if just to get the hell out of the house but he couldn't leave his work. He needed to find a way to kill these things, no two ways about it. He would find a way; even if it took him a whole year, he'd find a way.
Elita popped the hood of the Roadrunner open and grabbed some tools from the trunk. She had her suspicions as to what was wrong but she tinkered around wasting time anyway. A few minutes latter the front door opened and Ben stepped out with a beer in his hands. "I thought you might want this." he said, handing her the drink. She looked up from the engine and smiled, taking the beer and twisting the cap off.
Ben leaned against the car lazily as Elita drank, watching him. "You know anything about cars?" she asked and he shrugged.
"Dean taught me a little." he told her. She motioned for him to come around to the front of the car and join her under the hood. She told him what was happening and asked what he thought the problem could be.
"Umm, low carb?" he asked, looking up at her. She smiled, nodding approvingly. She handed him a tool and he looked up at her questioningly. "You're gonna let me fix it?"
She shrugged. "Sure why not," she said lazily. Ben's face lit up and he leaned in to start working. "But if you screw up my car I'll fuck you up kid." she clarified and he just smiled at her. Elita leaned back and watched making sure he didn't mess anything up. He was pretty good with it- needed to put more shoulder into it- but if they worked together they could fix it. Eventually Elita was satisfied with what they had done and she told him to get in and start it up. Ben went around to the front seat and started the car. They waited to hear the rattling noise but when they didn't hear anything, Elita smiled and slammed the hood shut. Ben killed the engine and got out, giving her a high-five.
"Aww how cute is that." a man's voice said from the end of the driveway. Elita turned and immediately pushed Ben behind her. The Leviathan that had been stalking Ben and Lisa stood at the end of the long drive with a wicked smile. "The hunter and the child making nice. I'm sure Dean would be proud of you both."
"You have exactly one minute to get the hell away from here now." Elita told him, one hand on Ben's chest behind her and another hand reaching for her weapon. It was on the other side of the car sitting on the floor where she'd left it but she had a knife around her ankle that she could get to before the Leviathan made it up the driveway.
"Or what?" he challenged. "You screw ups don't even know how to kill us! We're immortal; you can't do a damn thing to me." The Leviathan took a step up the driveway and Elita took a step backwards, pushing Ben with her.
"We're not even hunting you scum bags so leave them alone." Elita retorted, still pushing Ben backwards toward the house.
"Oh this has nothing to do with you people." the Leviathan replied and Elita cocked her head to the side in confusion. "I'm hungry and who better to eat than the enemy." he said with an iniquitous smile.
Elita pushed Ben backwards. "Get inside, Ben." she told him seriously. He looked up at her worriedly but complied anyway. In the time it took Ben to get inside, the Leviathan had taken more steps towards her. She grabbed her knife and held it in front of her. It wouldn't do much to him but at least she could go down fighting.
Dean was heading to check on Elita and Ben outside when Ben busted through the front door. "He's back!" Ben shouted as soon as he was through the door. Dean dropped his cup of coffee and ran to the front porch. Ben swiftly moved aside so Dean could literally jump from the house onto the front steps. The Leviathan was just steps away from Elita already and all she had was a little knife to defend herself.
"Lita!" Dean yelled as he went to help her. But the sound of Dean yelling for her made Elita flinch and she lost control of the situation just as quickly. The Leviathan grabbed her, threw her against the car and before Dean or anyone could stop it; he bit down on her neck. Elita screamed loudly, blood dripping from her neck.
"No!" Dean screamed, barreling towards them. The Leviathan pulled away and Elita fell down, sliding down the car holding onto her wound. Dean unloaded his gun into the Leviathan despite it having no effect on him. But then…maybe it did.
The Leviathan gripped at his throat and started making weird choking sounds. Elita's blood was still on his lips as he began to gurgle and spit, falling to his knees on the front lawn. Everyone watched in disgusted amazement as the Leviathan keeled over and literally began to decompose before their eyes. His skin changed color and shriveled until he resembled that of a mummified corps.
"What the hell?" Dean mumbled under his breath, going over to where the Leviathan laid. He nudged the body with the tip of his boot and nothing happened. So he kicked him and still, nothing happened. "I think its dead." he said, his voice positively dripping in confusion. He turned to look at Elita with a baffled expression but when he turned around he remembered she was hurt and rushed to her aid.
Blood flowed down her fingers as she held the wound on her neck. Dean helped her sit up as Lisa, Ben and Sam all came outside. Sam stood on the porch guarding Lisa and Ben but he kept asking if Elita was okay. "Let me see," Dean begged Elita, trying to move her fingers. But she didn't want to move her hand and release the pressure. She looked up at Dean and sighed, letting him move her fingers away from her neck. She winced as the cool air hit her neck and stung.
"It's not too bad," Dean told her. "You're gonna be fine okay, Lita. C'mon let's get you inside." He wrapped her arm around his shoulder and helped her stand up. Blood trickled down her collar bone as Dean guided her inside and to the kitchen where he sat her on a stool by the counter. She immediately reached for a bottle of whisky before finally letting Dean patch her up. Lisa steered Ben out of the room so he couldn't see all the blood but Elita could hear him continuously ask if she was okay.
Sam went out front to collect the body. It certainly was dead that's for sure. How, that would have to wait. Sam dragged him outback onto the porch where they might be able to examine it. He threw a blanket over it and rushed back inside to check on Elita. When he entered the kitchen Dean was just finishing up covering the wound.
"How do you feel?" Sam asked tenderly, touching her shoulder. She threw back another gulp of whiskey and cracked her neck.
"Peachy," she retorted, wincing. She slid off the stool and went to the sink to wash the blood from her hands. The collar of her shirt was blood stained, as well has her neck. It would be difficult to wash until she could take the bandage off.
"Someone tell me what the hell just happened." Elita murmured, drying her hands on a dish cloth. "We don't know how to kill those damned things and yet I just did." The three of them exchanged baffled looks. "Are we even sure its dead?" she asked.
"Yeah it definitely aint moving." Sam replied. He'd been able to drag the lifeless body to the back yard and throw it down without it waking up. They'd keep an eye on it just to make sure but for now it was officially dead.
"I thought these things were immortal." Dean wondered aloud. Sam and Elita shrugged. "Well whatever the hell is happening we gotta figure out what immediately before more of those things show up looking for a snack."
Elita tossed the hand towel aside. She'd need a hell of a lot of aspirin to get rid of the headache she now had. She headed to the living room to get the pill bottle from her bag but she was stopped halfway there. Ben flew into the room and hugged her tight. She froze for a second then lightly patted his back. "Are you okay?" he asked worriedly, looking up at her with scared eyes.
"Yeah, Ben. I'm fine. Just a little love bite." she told him, smiling a little. It was an unusual feeling to have someone worry about her. Of course the boys and Bobby worried about her if she was hurt; but this was different. This was a kid she'd just met who, theoretically, should hate her. After all, she stood in the way of him having Dean as a father. He was a good kid though. Even if she didn't know why he liked her, she knew she liked him.
"Is it dead?" he asked, taking a step backwards. Elita shrugged, making a weird facial expression.
"Erm…I think it is. I'm not really sure, actually. In fact I don't know what the hell anymore." she replied honestly. "But we're safe for now." she promised, mussing his hair. He smiled up at her and she returned the gesture. Yeah she could get used to Ben.
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Dean called Bobby with the news and Bobby left for St. Cloud immediately. It would take him a few hours to get there but in the mean time, Elita and the boys worked hard to figure out what killed the Leviathan. Thy were safe enough in St. Cloud still but Dean wanted to leave in a little while just to be safe. It took some negotiating, but Elita "offered" her apartment as shelter. More like Dean forced her to.
"Shouldn't we be getting out of her?" Lisa asked. Everyone was in the living room, Sam and Elita on the couch with books while Dean sat at a desk with another pile of books while Lisa paced the length of the room. Ben just sat in a chair across form the couch playing a video game.
"We're safe here," Dean told her. "We need to do some more research and we can't do that on the road. When Bobby gets here we'll go to Elita's place." He looked up at Lisa who was beyond scared. All of those feelings she'd been keeping at bay seemed to be coming back to her in a flood. Dean felt bad for her. She couldn't cope with all of these strangers around.
"But that thing found us here which means the others can find us too." Lisa whined.
"I've been tracking them," Elita piped in. "Most of them are in a warehouse a whiles out. If they wanted to find us they'd be out there looking for us. We're not a problem to them."
"We will be when they find out you killed one of them." Lisa retorted. Dean agreed but asked Lisa to just trust him- he knew best. Elita disagreed with him but she didn't want to gang up on him either. Lisa wanted to run and hide; Sam and Elita wanted to fight. Dean wanted to stay where they were. The only person who hadn't filtered in their opinion was Ben. There were still too many opinions circulating.
