Chapter ten: Left in the car

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The next morning Christina woke to Dean cursing down the phone, "For god's sake Dad pick up the god damn phone." "Dean?" She groaned untangling herself from Sam's arms confusedly and blinking into the light trying to make out her brother, "Go back to sleep." He ordered softly without looking over."

She looked down at Sam and tried to remember why she was lay in bed with him. She remembered running home after seeing herself get beat up, crying then Sam and Dean finding her. She must have fallen asleep on them she decided.

"Chrissie," Dean sighed, "You were up most of the night. Go back to sleep." She frowned up at him. He frowned back. "Now Christina, It's only half past four." She ignored him. "Why won't Dad pick up?" She asked around a yawn. "I don't know why." He said sitting next to her, "I'm sure he'll pick up later today, so now you can sleep." "I'm not tired anymore." She said throwing the covers off her. Dean leant over and pulled them back on. "Don't argue with me." "I don't want to sleep." She said stubbornly, "Are you going back to sleep?" "If it'll get you back to sleep then yes." He groaned rubbing a hand over his tired looking face. Christina watched him quietly noting how stressed he looked. "Are you going back to the apartments today?" She wondered whilst trying to get into a comfortable position. "Well not until tonight. We're going to find the body then move on." "Whose body?" She asked. "Christina it is too early for this." He said kicking off his shoes. "I'm not tired." "I am." "I know you are. But even if I do go sleep even though I'm not tired, you'll sit around here worrying and not sleeping, so you may as well just talk to me instead." Christina argued back quite matter of factly. Dean groaned and leant back pulling his feet from the floor and resting them next to his siblings.

"We're thinking the owners wife." He told her putting his arm around her shoulders and shutting his eyes. "Why?" She asked curiously whilst stifling a yawn and resting her head on Deans shoulder. "She went missing whilst the apartments were being built. Me and Sammy talked to some people while you had your little adventure yesterday and apparently she'd been caught cheating and he, well he had a tendency to get a little violent when provoked." " So can I come this time?" She asked half heartedly as her own eyes slid shut. "You can wait in the car." He told her slowly drifting off to sleep. "But the person in the car always gets killed first." Christina feebly argued. ` "Oh quit your whining." Dean mumbled before his head flopped down and rested on Christinas head. And she didn't even bother answering him but instead pulled up the cover over the both of them.

When she next woke up it was to Sam shaking her shoulder. "What?" she asked groggily sitting bolt upright. Sam chuckled at the bewildered look on his sisters face, "Come on, get up so we can go grab some breakfast." "What time is it?" She yawned whilst eyeing the sunlight streaming through the windows. " Almost ten. Dean said we had to let you sleep in."

Yawning Christina stumbled out of bed and dragged her feet on the way to the bathroom. "Move it." Ordered Dean as he walked through the motel door. Christina spared him a glare before she disappeared into the bathroom scowling as she heard her brothers laughing behind her.

When she appeared again dressed, hair done and makeup on Sam was packing away his laptop and Dean was leant against the wall humming Metalica to himself with his eyes shut. "Ready?" he asked lazily opening one eye. After a brief nod to him the two walked out the motel door, "Come on Sammy., get those long legs moving before we leave without ya."

"Jerk." Sam muttered as he slid into the passenger seat. "Bitch." Dean replied smoothly as he pulled out the parking lot. " Morons." Interrupted Christina rolling her eyes.

The three Winchesters spent the day restocking supplies, doing extra research and packing away their stuff. Dean had decided that it would be best if they left the motel then took care of the spirit in their way out of town. John still hadn't called and Christina was hesitant to leave town until he had just in case he turned up looking for them.

"But you don't even know where the body is. What if you can't find it?" She asked Sam whilst he cleaned the guns at a small table in their motel room. "We have lots of practice Chrissie. We'll find it." " You don't even know if it's the wife." She persisted. " There's no one else it could be." He told her then quickly before Christina could argue back once again, "We're leaving Christina no matter what, that means whether or not Dad calls." Christina went back to staring glumly out the window.

"He'll call." Sam reassured her as he carried on cleaning, " Just in his own time." "Meanwhile I'm terrified and don't know what the hell is going on." She went over to the bed and curled up under the quilt, "Just wake me up when we're leaving okay? " " Okay." He agreed softly and looking over at her with concern.

It wasn't until eleven that night that they did leave and Christina was lay across the backseat as they pulled up outside the apartments. The building was dark. It had been emptied after the last murder and the few people not made to leave hadn't wanted to stay in the building anyway.

"Well, it certainly looks creepy." Commented Christina. She looked out at the eerie, dark and quite frankly disturbing street and gave a shudder. She leant forward to her brothers, "Please, please don't leave me here."

Dean looked over his shoulder at her, "Don't tell me your afraid of the dark." He asked sarcastically. "Shut up. And no I am not afraid of the damn dark but it is creepy out here and the person that seems the most safe in the car always gets killed the first." " You're not going." He said starting to get out the car. Sam sighed, " Come on Dean, let her come with us." He said in a resigned voice. "She'll end up getting hurt." Dean argued, "She stays here." "We'll look after her." Sam tried to reassure him. "I'll just follow you anyway." Christina insisted stubbornly ."I don't want to be on my own." She said adopting a pitiful expression. Dean huffed , " You do not leave my side. Under any circumstances." "Okay" Christina agreed happily whilst climbing out the car. Sam rolled his eyes at his siblings and followed them into the apartments.

Once all three Winchesters were inside the building Dean nodded towards the stairs, " Sammy, you head up we'll head down." Sammy grunted and started up the stairs whilst Dean and Christina opened the door marked 'Basement' and peered down. Unlike the rest of the building the basement was unkempt. The stairs threatened to give way and the place was covered in dirt and cobwebs.

"Quite creepy down here isn't it?" Christina remarked airily. " I told you to stay in the car." Dean growled back. " I was just making conversation." She snapped back. " No you weren't, you were complaining, you're always complaining." He argued stopping on the stairs and turning to face her. "Only because there's always something to complain about. It's not my fault that my brothers live such freaky lives." She half yelled at him.

"If everything is so wrong about this life why don't you just go and live in care then, if you want to avoid the freaky life that your brothers live in. Huh? See if I care the only reason you're here now and not in care is because of Dad." Dean yelled the anger clouding his mind. As soon as he yelled it he felt immediately guilty but before he could open his mouth to apologise Christina she had swirled around and ran back up the stairs.

He had just turned around to follow her when he heard a scream from further in the basement. "Damn." He cursed to himself torn between which way to go.

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