Summary:
Bethany Winchester, sister to the Winchester brothers, fights everyday with the idea of leaving the life. So much had been lost and many lives were gone because of it; what else could possibly be waiting for her? But during a very strange case, Bethany finds herself face to face with the legendary president of the United States. Now she must find a way to get back to her own time while working alongside the vampire hunter to save the States from the bloodsuckers. Set during the SPN episode of Time and Time Again.

Disclaimer:
I do not own anything from the Supernatural show, or Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. I do own my own character, Bethany Winchester.


Once Bethany realized Henry's words were correct, the woman immediately went to decipher a plan on how to recruit their partner back. During Bethany's goal to get Abe back, Henry decided to take it upon himself to begin the hunt for the creature that brought Bethany back to his time. He didn't speak of his own plan to the woman – knowing well she had been sucked into her own mind to bring back their partner. The entire day consisted of Bethany inside Henry's mansion of a house as she devised her plan on gaining Abraham back onto their team; papers thrown all over the place with a pencil resting at the top of her left ear and her dark matted curls pulled back into a very messy ponytail.

Henry had walked into his living area where he found the woman sitting with one leg folded underneath her and the other spread out. He had to admit it was quite a sight to see as the woman looking overworked and tired. It seemed she had worked throughout the daylight and even lighting the scattered candles to add illumination in the large room. Leaning against the doorframe, Henry crossed his left leg over the other with his arms folded across his chest.

There were no stars. The heavy cloud congestion hid the bright stars and the moon, making it additionally dark outside. The hoots from the owls were distinctly audible while Bethany moved a few pieces of papers together. Henry mentally guessed what had been written on the papers as he took slow steps toward her. "So I was granted a piece of information today that you might be interested in hearing," Henry spoke, his words light as he watched the woman keep her eyes down toward her project. Bethany waved him away, not wanting to be interrupted. "Abraham asked Mary Todd to marry him." Bethany froze, her head slowly rising to look at the vampire. "She said yes."

"Seems like I can't even stop history from happening," she mumbled as she rose to her feet. Henry offered a puzzled look as Bethany began walking toward the stairs. It was then when Henry realized she had raided his closet and stole one of his white shirts and black pants.

"You look strangely like a pirate." Henry chuckled as he spoke, covering his mouth with his hand as Bethany shot him a glare.

"My clothes haven't been washed for weeks and they were starting to stink so I borrowed some of yours. Live with it." The man let out a bellow of laughter as she flicked him off. Even in his time it was evident the message she was trying to give to him – and Henry found it amusing. He liked that the woman had a lot of enthusiasm and was not afraid to speak her mind like many of the other women he paraded with. He understood why it wasn't just her appearance which made him fall in love with her in the future.

"Where are you going?"

"To find a dress in this huge ass house of yours; I can't go to Abe's wedding in my time's clothing."


The wedding was beautiful for it being in the eighteenth century. Bethany loved the lace and the gold around the entire interior of the church where Mary Todd became Mary Todd-Lincoln, and Abraham became the happiest man on Earth. However, it did look odd when Mary's side of the seating were filled with many pleasant faces, all smiling with tears of joy; while Abe had Will Johnson, Speed and Bethany. It did make the woman smile when the vows were exchanged and the first kiss as husband and wife came up; like a dream come true … as well as history playing in front of her. Bethany knew her brother Sam would be completely jealous of her experiences with Lincoln whenever she would get back to her time … if she would ever get back to her time.

The thought of being stuck in Abe's time cause Bethany's head to lower, her eyes finding the floor as they began to swell up. She promised she wouldn't get emotional over her situation; not when she knew there was a solution. But as the days passed by, her hopes of seeing the creature again faltered. "Hey, it's a wedding. Cheer up." Henry had excused himself just before the ceremony began – something about needing to handle business that didn't concern the woman. But as he sat next to her, holding tightly onto her hand, Bethany's worries quickly faded as her warm skin reacted to his cold touch.

Flashing a faint smile his way, Bethany's eyes found Abraham's staring at her. Everyone stood from their seats, cheering on the new couple as they stepped down from the pedestal. Bethany offered her friend a return smile; though her facial expression showed something different. She felt betrayed by his disappearance, lonely from his absence. Or was it because the substitution for her brothers left her? Whichever it was, Bethany wasn't able to focus on the reason as Henry directed her toward the back of the church where he found Abe beside his beautiful wife.

"Congratulations," Henry spoke, catching Abraham's attention. Bethany stood closely to Henry, her arm loosely connected with his. Abe noticed this, raising a brow to his former partner. Cautiously, the newlywed shook Henry's hand as he introduced his beloved wife. A beautiful smile formed across her lips as Henry lightly took her hand, placing a tender kiss on the back of it.

"Heavens Mr. Sturges, you're as chilly as the winter wind," the new Mrs. Lincoln commented, a light huff escaping her lips. Bethany looked up to Abraham as they exchanged glances, knowing full well why Henry's skin was deathly cold to the touch.

"Henry – please," he corrected, his eyes mesmerizing. "I'm afraid that's a hazard of carrying one's own bottle." Nice save, Bethany mentally spoke, giving a small nod.

"Well you know what they say – 'cold hands, warm heart.'" The small group all laughed at her comment, Henry lightly shaking his head.

"Yes well, I highly doubt that."

"Mr. Sturges is a business associate who has recently fallen for my beloved cousin," Abraham spoke, his voice lightly dripping with disgust. Ignoring his comment, Henry begged for a moment of the man's time, taking a few steps away from the group – Bethany being pulled along with. Abraham excused himself from his wife and best friend while he walked with his former colleagues.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Abraham spoke, his voice hushed.

"Don't you take that tone of voice with me!" Bethany quickly responded back, her finger pointing to the tall man. "You left me – abandoned me and you dare talk to me like that. I saved your ass how many times out there Lincoln? How many times did I sit with you in that sad excuse of an attic and listened to your sad childhood stories? I stopped all my own hunting for whatever it was that brought me here to help you and you want to speak to me as if it all meant nothing?" It was an outburst, one that Bethany had been desperately trying to hold in. But when Abraham questioned their presence, it hit a nerve with the woman; one no one wanted to be on.

While Abraham kept his gaze with the woman, his face slowly falling as he realized how bad he hurt his friend, Henry placed his hands on Bethany's shoulder – his attempt in calming her. "Be cautious, Abraham." Henry's words were low and soft as he rubbed Bethany's back. "One forgets how easily we can lose the most precious things."

"They don't even know who I am," Abe spoke, his shoulders rising.

"It's only a matter of time, Abe." The two men stared at each other – what Bethany would have called a pissing contest. As she averted her eyes back and forth between them, she realized they were communicating with their eyes; their own language. "Be safe, ol' friend."


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