Chapter 10
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Eleanor
Bobby shook his head at the four of them as they arrived at his door the next evening. The sun was already gone and the stars were once again out, them being the only natural light outside along with the moon. Lily was in Dean's arms while Sam and Eleanor carried the multiple bags with them inside.
"First bedroom on your right upstairs," said Bobby to Dean who nodded once before walking up with the sleeping Lily in his arms as Sam and Eleanor placed the bags in the hallway.
"You wanna tell me what happened or what?" asked Bobby as he closed the door, locking it as well. "I mean, you were supposed to be here last night."
"We got attacked by Crowley," said Sam as Eleanor simply stared down at the bags. "He took Lily and kept her hostage."
"Say what now?" asked Bobby, furrowing his eyebrows. "I thought you were protected against demons? How'd they find you?"
"They had already found me and Lily before Dean and Sam came along," said Eleanor, finally looking over at Bobby, locking eyes with him. "This had been their plan all along. To catch Lily and draw us to them."
"What did he want from you?" asked Bobby, looking between Sam and Eleanor.
"The Ark of the Covenant," said Sam.
Bobby blinked a couple of times before replying with, "Come again?"
"The Ark of the Covenant, Bobby. He wanted someone to get it for him," said Sam, shaking his head.
"Don't tell me you did…" said Bobby, once again looking between Eleanor and Sam.
"What else could I do?" asked Sam. "He had Dean, Eleanor and Lily in his grasps. He could've hurt them badly."
"And he didn't once he got the Ark?" asked Bobby, raising an eyebrow.
Sam and Eleanor looked at each other as Bobby's words resonated in their heads. He had a point there. Crowley was a demon and wanted Sam and Dean dead. So why didn't he do what he wanted once he had the Ark? Why hadn't he simply killed them all when he didn't need them anymore?
"Odd," said Bobby, shaking his head before Dean came back downstairs.
"Lily's in bed," said Dean, rubbing a hand through his face as he stopped a few steps from the end of the stairs. "What now?"
"You all go to bed," said Bobby. "Get some rest. You look like you've been awake for weeks. We'll talk about this in the morning."
"Thanks, Bobby. For letting us stay here," said Eleanor right before Bobby was about to walk away from them. "You can't even imagine how much I appreciate that."
"I just do what I can to keep you and that little girl save. After all, we hunters need to keep each other's backs, ay?" said Bobby before turning around and walking into the kitchen, disappearing from the Winchester brother's and Eleanor's sight.
"I think Bobby's prepared the other spare room for you," said Dean, gesturing towards the stairs as he walked over to Eleanor.
Eleanor nodded before starting to walk towards the wooden stairs. Simply walking was tiring to her and she couldn't wait until she could lay down in a bed and simply sleep for a couple of hours. The last couple of days had been tiring and she had barely been able to sleep too. A little bit of sleep would do her good.
"I'll take the couch Dean," said Sam. "Good night, Elle."
"Night, Sam," replied Eleanor as she shuffled her way up the stairs, Dean following her.
Her room wasn't anything special. Simply a queen-sized bed with flowery sheets on and an empty closet which Eleanor was going to fill the next day. There were some paintings on the walls but nothing special that caught Eleanor's eyes. In fact, she was far too tired to even care about the paintings. Instead, she walked straight over to the bed and sat down, taking off her shoes and socks and wiggling her toes as her eyelids became heavier.
"Can I talk to you?" asked Dean as he stood in the doorway, watching her.
Eleanor nodded, gesturing for Dean to come inside which he did, closing the door behind him. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to her, looking down at the floor.
"I wanted to talk about us… or at least ask," said Dean, adding the last part hastily after he had said the first part.
"What about us?" asked Eleanor, furrowing her brow. She had thought everything was good between them again. Maybe she hadn't left while she was on the best of terms with the Winchester brothers but she had still felt as though everything was okay now.
"I simply wanted to know if what we have is back to normal again… you know, like it was back when dad was still alive or before any of this angel crap came into our lives," asked Dean.
"You want to know if we're still in a relationship? A romantic one?" asked Eleanor, raising her eyebrows as Dean nodded his head.
Hadn't the kiss back at her old house answered that question for him?
"Dean…" sighed Eleanor, earning a glance from Dean. "We have a child together."
"Doesn't mean you still… you know…" said Dean, still not looking at Eleanor.
"Love you?" asked Eleanor, earning a nod from Dean. Again, she sighed. "Dean, love is a dangerous thing for hunters. We never know if one of the hunts we go to is the last one and we never know what is out there that wants to hurt is in any way possible. When something wants to hurt us, they hurt us through the people we love before it finishes us off completely. Therefore, love is dangerous not only for the hunter, but for the person that the hunter loves. So, do I love you?"
Dean slowly glanced over at Eleanor, their eyes meeting as Eleanor's hand shifted to rest on his arm.
"Yeah. I do. It's foolish, I know that and we both probably don't know what real love is. I've never experienced it from my parents and neither have you, but that's not hindering my heart from loving you," said Eleanor, a soft smile appearing on her lips.
"We're messed up, aren't we?" asked Dean, earning a scoff from Eleanor.
"You don't say," she replied before placing a kiss on Dean's cheek. "Let's go to bed."
Eleanor
She awoke again early the next morning, the sound of birds chirping filling her ears. She felt content and almost safe for just a few minutes before reality came back to her. The reality of her broken promise and the danger her daughter was in because of her job.
Around her waist, she felt an arm holding a tight grip on her and she smiled, placing her own hand over Dean's and slowly brushing her finger his knuckles. She felt him stir behind her at her action before he sighed deeply, the air from his sigh touching her neck slightly.
"Morning," he whispered to her as he snuggled his face closer to her dark coloured hair.
She realized they were sharing a single pillow and it made her smile and think of the times that she had been forced to share a motel room with the Winchester brother's without her giving them a heads up on her arrival first, which meant that she would have to share a bed with Dean. Those beds were only meant for one person and therefore, they had been forced to share a single pillow and a single sheet, something that the both of them hadn't minded at all.
His hand travelled up her waist slightly as his lips found their place on her neck, earning a soft giggle for Eleanor.
"Dean…" said Eleanor, turning around so that she was facing him. He had a smirk on his lips and a playful look in his eyes. "Lily's going to be up soon and she's going to be confused as to where she is."
"Hmm… it's still early though," said Dean, frowning slightly when Eleanor moved her face away from his as he wanted to plant his lips on hers.
"Tonight," said Eleanor, placing a soft kiss on Dean's nose before sitting up in bed.
"Killjoy," mumbled Dean placing the sheets over his head while Eleanor continued to get dressed, rolling her eyes at his behaviour.
She put on a clean, pink coloured, jumped and light jeans, pulling her hair up in a bun as she realized she hadn't had time to shower yet, before exiting the bedroom and walking the few meters over to Lily's bedroom. When she opened the bedroom, she was met by darkness as the blinds in the room were still down, shielding the room from the light of the rising sun outside.
Slowly and quietly, she walked over to the small bed and sat down on it, seeing her Lily still asleep with covers over her head, just like Dean had when she had exited their bedroom. It made her smile, the resemblance that she could see between Dean and Lily.
Her hand brushed a few strays of hair away from her face that poke out from the tent made of cotton, the gesture making Lily's eyes open. For a moment, they were filled with confusion and panic before her gaze landed on Eleanor and she calmed down.
"Hey sleepy head," said Eleanor, smiling softly. "Did you sleep well?"
Lily nodded slowly as she stretched her arms over her head, making the covers fall away from her head and revealing the messy, dark hair on her head. Dean hadn't changed her clothes last night and therefore, there was still a slight smell of sulphur radiating from Lily. Though, Eleanor was sure that she smelled like that as well since she herself hadn't had a shower yet either.
"You want some breakfast?" asked Eleanor, stroking Lily's cheek slightly as the child nodded her head. "What do you want?"
"Pancakes with glitter," said Lily sleepily which made Eleanor chuckle.
"You can have pancakes but I'm afraid the fairies aren't going to help me make them," she said before she lifted Lily up and placed her on the side of the bed, changing her clothes into some that didn't smell like sulphur.
Lily hopped down the bed and walked towards the door, struggling to reach up to the doorknob but succeeding after some help from Eleanor. When Lily exited her room, she looked lost for a while before Eleanor started to lead the way towards the staircase, Lily followed her quickly.
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I've lost all inspiration I once had for this story and although I'm trying to get it back by forcing myself to write... it's not helping. I basically wrote all ten chapters on the day that I got the idea for this story and now... Whatever I write doesn't fit in and I need my inspiration back before I can update again. I don't know what'll happen now. I'm going to try and rewatch season 6 of SPN (the story is set in season 6) to see if I can get some inspiration but we'll see. :(
