Hi! You should all have figured out by now that I'm not very nice to my charcters. So how many of you were expecting a happy, joyous reunion scene? *counts hands* You all should know better by now!
The Return of Avi
No Happiness
Dean just kind of stood there as Sammy appeared behind him.
"Avi?" Sammy asked, completely shocked. I gave him a half smile. He seemed so much like the real thing. I must have imagined it before.
"I'm back boys." A huge grin broke out on Dean's face, as he literally ran to hug me, crushing my lungs in the process.
"No chick flicks, Jerk!" I gasped, taking in a deep breath as he finally released me.
"Sorry, Bitch," he replied. I chuckled as Sammy came up for a hug. At least he didn't crush me, although it seemed to almost be for show. I breathed in deeply, and immediately knew it was true. It didn't smell like cinnamon. If you're going to copy someone, at least get the scent down! I tensed as my brain processed the information and stood up on my tiptoes to whisper in its ear.
"I warned you, you son of a bitch. Now I'm going to kill you." I stepped down and away after that. I couldn't kill it yet. It might have Sammy trapped somewhere. I didn't know what it was, or how to kill it anyway.
"When did you get back?" Dean asked, either ignoring or oblivious to the sudden tension in the room.
"Three weeks ago," I replied truthfully, wincing as his eyes grew stormy.
"Bobby!" he yelled.
"Not his fault!" I told him, "I didn't come here until yesterday!"
"Where were you then?" he demanded, the joy from seeing me being replaced with hurt and annoyance. I'm guessing the Thing did the same thing to him.
"Looking for my kids that were kidnapped by demons," I stated, "And then hunters kidnapped my best friend. That's the only reason why any of you even know that I'm here!"
"You weren't going to tell us?" the Thing asked, doing a very good job at sounding hurt.
"Did you tell Dean you got back?" I countered angrily. I shook my head, and stormed downstairs. So much for the heartfelt reunion I knew we weren't going to have. I grabbed my jacket and keys, and headed out the door.
"Where are you going?" Bobby demanded, following me out. I glanced up at him briefly.
"That isn't Sammy," I stated shortly, "That isn't human." I got into the truck, and slammed the door closed. I peeled out of there, sending gravel flying. Freaking, stupid….
"Can you not kill yourself?" Mom demanded angrily.
"Screw you!" I shouted, flooring the gas. I would find them by myself; better yet use myself as bait. It would give me something to hit. The truck suddenly stuttered to a stop.
"What the hell?" I screamed.
"You're going to kill yourself," an Angel's true voice told me, managing to sound both smug and worried.
"So?" I asked irritably.
"So, then who will save Eli and your kids?"
"Who are you anyway?" I asked.
"You're Guardian Angel," it deadpanned.
"You're hilarious," I grumbled, trying to start my car up again.
"Are you going to drive safely now?" it asked patronizingly. I swear, it sounded just like Gabriel. But he had a Vessel. Why would he be using his true voice?
"Are you going to stop being a dick?" I countered. "Oh wait, I forgot…." It chuckled, and my car started back up. "Thank you!"
"Be careful Avi," it told me, "I don't want to be seeing you here!"
"You mean Hell?" I muttered to myself, driving only slightly above the speed limit. I knew I was going there. It didn't matter how merciful God was. When you have done the things I did, there's just no forgiveness. But I'm trying to balance it out.
"I mean Purgatory." Purgatory? Did that even exist? I always thought it was just a legend. "And Miranda says hi." My grip on the wheel tightened. Miranda was one of my kids I was supposed to save, one of my orphans. She wanted to be a doctor when she grew up. She was only nine.
"If you cut out my engine, I'll walk!" I threatened as I began to pick up speed. Miranda was dead. Someone was going to pay, and he didn't have to be guilty. Yeah, I was going to Hell!
"Poor demons!" the Angel chimed in.
"Shut up!" I snapped, "I am not in the mood!" Damn it Eli! Damn it Cas, and Bobby, and Dean, and Sammy! Damn it that evil son of a bitch that stole his form! Damn all of them!
*Ducks* I warned you! I'm very dark, and only sometimes I give them hugs to make them better. This isn't one of those times!
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-G
