Chapter 10 – No Strangers

Recap:

"You were a good friend, Emelda, I didn't want to have to do this to do," For a moment I saw her eyes drift into a recess of pain and suffering and complete, uncontrollable fear.

Then I heard the trigger pull; the gunshot.

And everything began to fall apart. I was scared that if I opened my eyes I would start seeing everything fall apart like small blocks of our foundations but when I opened them it wasn't like that. I was looking into a pair of brown eyes, hazel brown.

Puppy dog eyes.

"Sam?" I finally took a breath, "Wh-..." Why wasn't I dead? Why am I still alive? Didn't she pull the trigger? So my entire life flashes before my eyes and I don't even freaking die. Bullshit.

"She alright, Sam?" Dean's coarse voice called from in front of me and I noticed that while I was on the floor, he stood up and pointed a gun to her. Her. Danielle. Why...? Tears pricked my eyes and I scolded myself for being such a pussy and wimp.

"Hey, hey, hey" Sam's sweet voice consoled me as I let a single tear cascade down my face.

"I'm fine." I said my voice cracking. My legs shook as I tried to get up, grabbing onto Sam for my support. To be honest, I wanted to run. Run away from this entire mess, not that my former life was any better but I didn't like the confusion. I need something definite; something permanent and kind.

"What the..." I looked at Danielle with blame covering my eyes. I knew that she pulled the trigger, I knew she did. But how come nothing ever came out? Was it..? Was it a blank?

I looked at the blonde girl incredulously and nothing change when a smile spread across her face. She looked apologetic, the last thing I expected.

"You really thought I'd shoot a friend?" She looked at me with a small trace of amusement lingering.

"Ha-ha..." I laughed , still chocked, and suddenly all eyes turned towards me. So I go through hell and it was all a joke, "I'm going to kill you..." I said this seriously; but somehow the sarcasm in my voice. "I'm going to rip your face off and feed it to the pigs..." I said, my shock slowly turning into anger.

"Ha!" she scoffed and looked to the side of the roadhouse, "You can try," she said smirking. I shook my head in disbelief as Dean lowered his gun.

"Please tell me you didn't just come to scare me. Cause that's freaking pathetic," I said, trying to look composed and since the noise returned in the roadhouse I guess I was doing a pretty good job of it.

"Nah. Don't worry cupcake, you're not the only reason," a small smile played on her lips and I simply looked at her in confusion. Her eyes drifted towards Dean, a look of desire and lust and she bit her lips, tauntingly.

"Oh, god you're disgusting..." I said laughing, as I picked up the chair that I had stumbled over, "He's yours for the taking." Dean turned to me and gave me another shocked look, all I did was shrug besides, I kind of owed him one. I smiled at him sarcastically and Sam threw his head back laughing.

"It seems things are good here," he said and suddenly I just wanted to hug this man. Probably because I was horribly happy I was alive but also because my good friend was here (and because Sam was so unbelievably good looking!)

"Are you staying with these guys?" Danielle asked me.

"Yeah I am..." but a small look in her eyes caught my attention, "We're in separate rooms Dan! God damnit!" I pushed her a little and the four of us laughed.

It wasn't long until we returned to the motel; of course Dean and Sam made sure the coast was clear almost every time we turned into the corner. Dan and I walked into the room I wanted, even though she pleaded that we stay one guy one girl, but Dean wasn't really interested in her yet. At least that's what he said, I saw his eyes flutter to her every so often in the car (of course he was looking at me occasionally but somehow the look in his eyes was different. Emotionless and that scared me more).

"Goooooood night," she said winking at Dean before she got in the room. Dean looked irritated but I could see his smile before he walked in. Sam and I exchanged funny glances before entering our separate rooms ourselves.

We pretty much spent the whole night up like teenage girls, exchanging stories and laughing at how ridiculous the entire scenario was. The Winchesters! Who would've thought. She said. Finally she laid across the red, yawning as she stretched. My eyes widened at a small mark on her neck, like a snake curling around the small spot on her neck with a nasty liquid black color. It scared me and I knew I was taking a small risk sleeping in the same room as her when I saw that mark (who knew what meant what in this world) but I was tired; I couldn't fight even it I wanted to. And so I closed my eyes trying to forget the snake scar on her neck, and forced myself to sleep.

Dear Readers,

Sorry it took so bloody long to update! But yeah! This was mostly a filler chapter (of course Dan coming in was important but still) and the next ought to be more interesting! Hopefully that'll be soon! So yeah~ ^^ Enjoy and do review! (it'll make me want to continue this ^^;)