Week nine! Dedication! I actually wanted to make this eighteen chapters but I don't think I'll get that far : '). I will think of a new fanfiction tho.. I'm not really good at this honestly.
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After a nice warm shower Terri felt a lot better. Her nerves had calmed down and she was finally back into the atmosphere that she knew at best. She finally could think clearer and besides that she was safer with Bobby here. He fixed her diner and she slept that night without nightmares. Actually she didn't dream at all. Living at Bobby's was something else than travelling all around the country and trying to run away from danger. Right now she was herself again. No longer afraid of the future of her friends and no longer alone. But wait a minute! Dean! Dean supposed to be death! With a scared face she turned to Bobby. "I thought.. I thought..", "He didn't. He will tell you later. He is alive believe me." Although he sounded grumpy, she was relieved. The next couple of days she watched Bobby doing his daily business and in return, she ate more and cooked. Helped him to clean up his kitchen and living room. Although not too much, this was a organized mess. She could learn a lot from Bobby. She did when she first meet him but still there was enough to learn. He had fixed the Colt. Dean finally told her after a while that he had the colt not Jessica or whoever she seemed to be. She was simply a demon who took the form of Jessica to annoy Sam. They had to worry about her later. Or actually Dean and Sam had to worry about her later.
We all slept in till the afternoon. It was horrible how bruised my body felt but I didn't want to sit around here in the hotel for much longer. I took care of the others, I cared for Dean his wounds but not too long. "I want to go." I whispered to Elena when we're eating downstairs. "I know. We should, but let's say goodbye at least." So when we packed our bags and everything after that we said a proper goodbye. Sam didn't understand why we went away without them. Dean acted like he didn't care. I didn't care about that. We had to go and I didn't want to go hunting with them. I was a baby in that kind of way. We went farther south because that's where dad would have been. Or that was our guess. I felt horrible since we lately didn't know for sure, we had no more clues. Bela would look for us but she didn't call back. I hated her now more. The first encounter I had with her was not going pretty smooth. She was a thief and I could quite understand why Dean didn't like her. He had told the story to me. With a rabbit's foot. I've never heard about something supernatural like that but interesting.
We left to find a town in Oklahoma where there might be an attack of a werewolf. We had nothing better to do than look around. I still tried to call Bela every day. Of course she never answered. In the end it wasn't a werewolf. This murderer was a Gumiho. A killer fox. Who only killed girls around our ages. Pretty impressive and horrifying. While Elena and I were battling her, she hit me blunt on the head and I was taken by her. I had no idea how to escape. She had clawed at my heart and wanted to rip it out and eat it. That's how she stayed young for hundreds of years. I heard a door but it could be the gumiho. I didn't understand what she was waiting for instead of killing me. Maybe she waited for Elena. So she could save our hearts and go back to her freaking winter sleep. I heard more than one voice though. "I'm here!" Thank god I was in the guest bedroom and not in the basement or I would not have heard the man their voices. Before I could hear the people downstairs rush up the stairs, the Gumiho came in. She was a half Chinese half American woman. Which is how we made that mistake from finding her. The Gumiho was a tale from Japan about a Nine-tailed-fox. Of course the woman had not really nine tails but because we kept looking for an Asian woman, we lost the idea of generations. We were being racists. I knew now.
She came into my room and pushed her hand on my mouth and nose. Her hand was actually more like a claw with a talons. She scratched my cheek while I tried to pull her hand off. She was killing me! I was suffocating.
Surprisingly I was never so happy to see that man who came running into the room. He kicked open my door and pointed the gun at the Gumiho. Before the Gumiho and I both knew, she was shot by the guy. However she didn't let go. I knew what was going to happen because she was wounded. She planned to take my heart and I screamed. She let go of my mouth and nose and it was really great to breathe again. However she dug her talons in my chest and I screamed in pain. "Let her go!" The man pushed the fox away which only made more cuts on me but I didn't care. Another guy came in. "Terri!" He pulled me up but I couldn't stop myself from screaming. It hurt too much. Sam pulled me up and I clutched his shirt, trying to stop screaming. "Thanks," I muttered before I lost conscience because of the blood loss.
Sam brought me to the hospital while Dean and Elena apparently killed the Gumiho. Saving the lives of future girls. I kept bleeding and stitches didn't seem to work, they burned away. I kept oozing blood and I could barely breath because the hospital things didn't seem to work for me. I was on the Intensive Care but it didn't matter. I was probably going to die. Nobody could come in to visit me, since they were working on me to close the wounds. I was conscience but I wished I wasn't. It hurt too much. It was almost more hurtful than that time I got a bar through my stomach. I didn't want to think about that, I felt already more miserable than ever. I tried to keep my thoughts away from what they were trying to do. I could see the shadow of Dean and Sam, I wondered how they got here. It was probably Elena who called Sam for help. After I was kidnapped. I lost track of time, it seemed to happen often lately.
In the end the doctors and nurses stopped to find a way, they dabbed my wounds every now and then and were probably all over the place, finding a way to stitch me up. I couldn't sleep, the infusion they gave me was part blood and part painkiller, it did work, I mean I was still alive. "Can you be quiet?" I opened my eyes to see my three people, friends, whatever they were in my room. "We're going to take you away from here." I looked from Dean to Elena. She nodded but was pale and I believed she wasn't sure if this was a great idea. "We'll bring you to a friend of ours." Sam said and they pulled out everything, there was an enormous beeping sound and it was hella annoying but they were quick and Sam lifted me. Dean said it was police business when nurses came running towards my room. Elena ran ahead to get the car. Sam asked me to lift the infusion myself and I barely could, however when my arms dropped, the pain was worse. So I held on. Sam sat with me in the back of the Chevy Impala, Dean was driving and Sam held my infusion high. Elena was probably in our car. I didn't know, I wasn't capable of thinking anymore. I had to hold on to the pain. Dean said it would be a long drive and I begged them to talk to me. I closed my eyes while I listened to their last missions. "You've seen Bela?" when they told me about their mission about a hand. It made me laugh and Sam had to sooth me because it hurts and he had to dab my blood. "She didn't call back?" I shook my head when Sam asked. "I don't need her anymore. She lied to me about the colt probably. I cannot find it, I will not find it and I have no other way to kill that son of a bitch that took my father.", "We don't know that yet," said Dean before I finally fell asleep. I lost too much blood and I had no energy left to keep my eyes open.
When Sam woke me we were back up north. Close to the border of Minnesota, back in South Dakota. "This is going to hurt again." They lifted me out of the car. We were at a car graveyard. Sam held me again and walked into the house, the door was open and he lay me softly on a couch in a living room. The room was full of books, there was one table but also covered with books, a laptop, coffee cups. The leather couch felt cold against my skin but it felt great to lay still, no rocky car anymore. Elena was quickly at my side to hold my hand. "I'm sorry," I muttered to her but she only shook her head. There was a man next to her and he cursed something that sound like balls. "Who are you?" I said before he walked away to get things probably for my wounds. I heard him yell to Dean and Sam. He wanted to know how far I had travelled. When he came in my sight again he had tools I didn't recognize. He introduced himself as Bobby Singer. Elena introduced us as Elena and Terri. "Terri as in short for Teresa?" I nodded and looked away from what he was doing. He tried to distract me. "Tell me about your last hunt." I asked Dean, who sat at my head rest. Elena on her knees next to me and I didn't see Sam. Bobby gave me some Whiskey, to help ease the pain. I wondered if I could trusted him more than the doctors. However he must be a hunter and Dean and Sam must trust him. He might be their dad if I only could get a better look at him. I closed my eyes and drift off.
I woke up again and felt a lot better. The pain was still throbbing but the wounds were closed. I could see the stitches and bandages. Dean was asleep at the chair next to me. I had only the light of the kitchen and I heard people whisper. I didn't think it was smart to sit up, not with those scratches so I hit Dean his leg with my fist. It was actually quite funny to see him waking up with a startle. "I'm thirsty." I said because it was true. "And thanks again, for saving my life." It was actually quite annoying to say it. But I couldn't ignore it anymore. "No problem princess," He got up and Bobby came into the room. "Teresa. How do you feel?", "Closed up thanks to you." I said and I meant it. I was saved thanks to the Winchesters and Bobby. I remembered, he was Bobby Singer, so he wasn't their dad. Dean came back with Sam and a glass of water. "How do you feel?"
I was glad for them all so we talked, slowly because I still had not much energy. It must be in the middle of the night, again. Bobby told me to go sleep again and Dean said he would watch over me. That didn't feel very comfortable. However I fall asleep.
The next couple of days I recovered and stayed at Bobby's. He was a very intelligent man and I loved talking to him. I normally hated it when people called me Teresa. However he did it in such a fancy way that I didn't mind. I actually loved it. Elena, Sam and Dean went on a mission. Dean tried to call Bela for me and she picked up but said she didn't know a Jessica and she didn't know where the Colt was. Dean said she was lying. She knew. He knew but he didn't tell me. It seemed that although saving my life, we both didn't trust each other fully. I cared about him though and I was glad that he came to save me but of course I didn't tell. I didn't complain when Elena said she would go with them. I should trust them. At least Sam, I trusted. Dean was going slowly. However he saved my life two to three times now. I should respect him some more.
After some weeks also Bobby went on a mission and left me alone at his house. I asked him why he trusted me and he answered: "Because I knew Aarch Falconet." My father.
