Hey guys! Sorry for this late update. I've been dealing with a lot of crap with my car. What I really need is a 6'2" green eyed guy in a leather jacket driving a '67 Impala to come by and fix it for me. But I guess we all know this is never going to happen so I have to deal with normal mechanics fixing it for me (only he didn't seem to fix the problem). Argh! Anyways, here's the next chapter!
Gracilynn grabs the limb above her and begins climbing up the tree. As she reaches the tree house, she makes sure she is extra quiet, not wanting to alert the Watcher. Pulling herself up onto a branch, she notices a ladder leading up to the landing of the house. She slowly climbs up it and onto the landing sneaking her way over to the door, which is only covered by a cloth. She presses her body up against the wall and peers inside the house through the window.
A man is standing at a fireplace, cooking something, his back to the door. Gracilynn pulls out her knife and carefully moves the blanket out of the way, sneaking into the room. She quietly makes her way towards the Watcher, ready for a fight. She takes a step and the floor creaks. Gracilynn freezes, making an 'oh, shit' face. The Watcher freezes himself, listening but not turning his back just yet. Gracilynn holds her breath, but Winchester luck wasn't changing today and the Watcher turns around.
Before he can react, Gracilynn charges him, taking him to the floor. She raises the knife, intent on stabbing him in the heart but the Watcher blocks it and flips her off. Gracilynn crashes into a chair and falls to the floor. The Watcher quickly jumps on top of her and punches her in the face. He goes to hit her again, but she blocks it and swings the knife, slicing the Watcher across the chest. The Watcher lets out a yell, and hits her out of rage. Gracilynn feels blood trickle out of her nose and she knows her lip is cut. As the Watcher goes to hit her again, Gracilynn stabs at his heart once again. This time, the Watcher blocks the attack and knocks the knife out of her hand. He grabs her neck with both hands and begins choking her. Gracilynn tries loosening the hold but to no avail. Mustering up all of her strength, she pops her hips up, balancing on her feet and shoulders and flips the Watcher over, putting her on top this time. As she does this, she reaches down and grabs her dad's blade and stabs the Watcher in the heart just as the come to a stop. The watcher lets out an inhumane yell and Gracilynn twists the knife.
The Watcher begins trying to get her off him and she punches him a few times in the face, giving her enough time to grab a broken piece of wood from when he sent her into it and hitting the Watcher across the face, knocking him unconscious. Gracilynn takes a couple deep breaths and looks over at the piece of wood in her hand; a broken chair leg. Gracilynn lets out a breath and drops the leg.
She looks back down at the unconscious Watcher, knowing the only way to kill him is to cut his heart out. She makes a face, but grabs the knife and begins cutting. Before she knows it, the heart is cut free. Making another face, she grabs it and lifts it out of the Watcher's chest.
"Yum," Gracilynn says, grossed out and making a face. To be on the safe side, she decides to burn it. Putting it on the floor of the tree house, Gracilynn pulls out her lighter and sets it on fire. As the fire comes to a smolder, she lets out a relieved breath, only to have panic fill her once again at the next sound.
"Sammy!" Gracilynn's head whips around. That was her dad's voice. Gracilynn quickly grabs both hers and her dad's knives and exits the tree house quickly. As fast as she can, without falling, she climbs back down the tree. As she reaches the bottom branch she jumps down and runs at a full sprint towards where she saw her father go, hoping she wasn't going to have one less family member in her life.
Dean quickly skirts around trees in hopes of finding his brother. He also hoped his daughter was going to be fine; he hated leaving her behind, especially to take care of the douchehat herself.
"Dean! Gracilynn!" Sam's voice calls out. Dean stops and looks around, his brothers' voice sounds closer. Dean waits and listens, hoping to get some sense of which direction his brother is in. "Dean!"
Dean's head turns to his right and he quickly takes off in that direction. He sees a clearing up ahead and begins to slow down slightly, not knowing what he will encounter there. As he enters the clearing, he notices two things. One, Shadow Creek Cliff being a few yards away and two, his brother being only a few feet from that.
"Sam!" Dean yells loud enough for his brother to hear. Sam tenses and looks around. In fact his gaze skirts right over him. "What the hell? How can he not see me?"
Dean begins to make his way towards his brother trying to figure out what the hell is going on. They were in a clearing; he should be able to see him. Hell, Sam should be able to see the cliff, unless… Dean watches as Sam maneuvers around nothing.
"Sam!?" Dean calls again. The Watcher must be messing with what Sam is seeing. "Sam!"
Sam turns around, and a relieved grin spreads on his face as he finally notices Dean. But it doesn't last for long because suddenly, his foot missteps and Dean watches in horror as Sam begins falling over the edge.
"Sammy!"
"Dean! Gracilynn!" Sam yells as he walks through the woods. He looks around, hoping to spot any sign of his brother or niece. He sighs in frustration when he doesn't see anything, doesn't hear anything. "Dean!"
Sam continues walking through the woods, keeping an eye out for anything out of the ordinary and an ear out for Dean and Gracilynn.
"Sam!" Sam tenses and looks around him, but doesn't see any sign of his brother. He spins in a circle, but still doesn't see him. Sam begins walking, maneuvering around a couple trees in his path.
"Sam!?" Sam stops, looking to his right. There was no doubt about it, that was definitely Dean's voice. Suddenly, the trees all around him beginning fading out. Sam narrows his eyes, but his brother's voice shifts his attention. "Sam!"
Sam turns around to find himself in a clearing and in the middle of the clearing a yard away was his brother. A relieved smile spreads on Sam's face, glad his brother is okay. He shifts and suddenly the ground beneath his foot isn't there anymore. Sam feels himself fall and his eyes grow wide, realizing too late his was at the edge of Shadow Creek Cliff.
"Sammy!" Dean's voice yells. Sam flails his arms, hoping to grab onto anything. Unexpectedly, a hand grasps his own and his decent stops abruptly. Sam looks up to see Dean hanging onto to him for dear life.
"Dean!?" Sam yells, fear evident in his voice.
"I got you Sammy," Dean says. "I got you."
Gracilynn plows through the trees, running as fast as she can. She sees a clearing up ahead and sprints the rest of the way, coming to a stop as she enters it. There is front of her, a few yards away at the edge of Shadow Creek Cliff, lies her father. He's hanging over the edge, grasping something, most likely her uncle.
"Dad! Uncle Sam!" Gracilynn calls out. She rushes over to her dad's side and looks over the cliff to see her dad hanging onto one of her uncle's hands. "Uncle Sammy, grab my hand."
Gracilynn reaches down and Sam reaches his other hand up. Gracilynn grabs it with both of her hands and she and Dean begin pulling Sam back up over the ledge and onto ground once again.
"You okay?" Dean asks Sam, even as he checks over his little brother.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," Sam answers. Dean looks over at his daughter and his eyes grow wide.
"You're bleeding," Dean says.
"Yeah, the asshat got a couple punches…" Gracilynn begins but stops as her dad grabs at her shirt. She looks down and sees the bottom half of her shirt is covered in blood. "It's not mine."
Dean looks up at her, feeling a sense of déjà vu and tries to quell the rising sensation to say 'Christo'. Sam picks up on this, knowing exactly what his brother is thinking back to.
"You're sure?" Dean asks. Gracilynn nods her head.
"Yeah. It might come as a surprise but cutting someone's heart out tends to get messy," Gracilynn says.
"You killed the Watcher?" Sam asks as Dean stands up and reaches a hand out to him for help. Sam takes it and comes to a standing position, followed by Gracilynn.
"Yeah. I even burnt the heart just in case," Gracilynn says, taken by surprise when her dad grabs her chin and begins to inspect her facial injuries. "Dad, its fine."
"We'll see about that when we get back to the motel," Dean replies.
Gracilynn looks up from her spot on the bed at the sound of the motel door opening. Sam walks in holding an ice pack in his hands.
"Will you stop moving," Dean says, trying to get all the blood off her face to get a better look at her nose and lip. He hits a particularly sore spot and Gracilynn hisses, jerking backwards. Dean drops his hand and gives her a look.
"Ya know, I can do this myself," Gracilynn says, irritated.
"It's faster this way. I can check it out as I'm cleaning," Dean says just as irritated.
"Then stop jabbing at my nose," Gracilynn counters.
"I'm not jabbing at your nose. If I was jabbing at your nose…" Dean begins to argue.
"Dean. Here," Sam interrupts, shoving the ice pack in front of his brother. Dean drops the argument and takes the ice pack from his brother.
"It doesn't look broken or anything, but it'll be sore for a while," Dean says to Gracilynn, placing the ice pack on her already bruising nose.
"I could've told you that," Gracilynn says, grabbing the ice pack before it falls and holding it to her nose.
"Humor me," Dean says, throwing the washcloth in the garbage. He shares a look with Sam and Sam takes a seat next to him on the bed, the two of them facing Gracilynn. She eyes them carefully.
"What?" she asks, her voice muffled from the ice pack. Dean takes a deep breath.
"So…" he says. Gracilynn bites her lip then winces forgetting it was split open. She looks over at her dad and uncle, pretty sure she knew what they wanted to talk to her about. When Gracilynn doesn't say anything, Dean continues. "You wanna tell what you meant earlier about your mom's boyfriends?"
"No, not really," Gracilynn says, looking anywhere but at her dad and uncle.
"Okay, let me rephrase that. What did you mean earlier about your mom's boyfriends?" Dean says.
"It's no big deal. She went through a rough patch when it came to guys. She got outta it and everything was fine," Gracilynn says nonchalantly.
"What do you mean 'rough patch'?" Sam asks, giving her the puppy eyes without even realizing it.
"Really? I gotta spell it out for you guys?" Gracilynn says, starting to get annoyed. "They were dicks. Enough said. She finally realized she could do better and started going for the nice guys."
"Why are you getting so defensive?" Dean asks.
"I'm not," Gracilynn says harshly.
"No, you are," Sam counters back.
"Gee, I don't know maybe because you're both interrogating me," Gracilynn says angrily, standing up from the bed and walking off to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
"Well…that went smooth," Dean says, looking over at his brother. Sam stares at the bathroom door.
"She's hiding something," he says, without looking away.
"Ya think?" Dean asks. Sam looks over at his brother and the two of them share a look.
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