NOTE: Hey Hunters of the world! Just wanted to thank you, once again, for taking the time to read my story. I wish it could be good enough to make you feel, to keep you company and all that. Really want to hear your thoughts! Xo ~ImmortalityWinchester~
Liz had nowhere to go. She wasn't ready to face Dean just yet and shake his world to the core. Hell, she wasn't even ready to accept it herself. She thought about going to a city shelter but she couldn't put herself at such risk now… The only name that popped on her mind and gave her the sense of safety was no other than Jody Mills'. She used her last dollars on a cab to Sioux Falls and the next thing she knew, she was ringing Jody's doorbell. A beautiful teen girl with golden locks and blue eyes that pierced the soul answered the door.
"Liz?" said Claire in great surprise. Liz stood there, in awkward silence and thought about turning around to leave.
"It's Liz, right? Dean's Liz!" the girl said and smiled at her.
"Yes." Liz responded and lowered her head as if she had done something wrong.
"Is J…Is Sheriff Mills home?" Liz asked while running her fingers though her messy hair.
"Yes. She's making dinner. Come in!" Claire opened the door wide and gestured her to come in. Liz hesitated for a moment and then accepted with a smile.
"Hey, look who's here!" Claire said as Jody took the roast out of the oven.
"Liz!" Jody exclaimed, looking back and forth at Claire and Liz in confusion.
"Everything okay?" she asked when she saw the duffle bag that she had in her hands.
"It's kind of a long story but the juice of it is that I had nowhere else to go…" Liz said shamefaced and everyone went silent for a bit.
"Welcome to Jody's home for Wayward Daughters!" Claire tried to lift the spirits. She gave a friendly pat on Liz's shoulder and went off to let the two of them talk.
"Wow…" Jody said in amazement after hearing Liz's story.
"I'm sorry! All this…it's a little…" Jody tried to apologize for staring at her that way and Liz interrupted her:
"Too much? Yeah, I know… Look, I will understand if you can't…I mean, you got two teenage girls under the same roof, the last thing you need is a messed up adult… 'Adult'… Still trying to wrap my head around that…" she said and turned gloomy.
"Don't say that again! I know how important you are to the boys. You're family! If you want to, you're staying. What I cannot understand is why not tell him?"
"I don't think he feels worthy of that life. I don't think he wants it."
"Girl, Dean Winchester is a lot of things! Cocky, hotheaded, stubborn, with a horrible sense of humor but he is a great man, a hero, Lizzie… He's been through a lot… All of us! This can only bring one thing: finally some happiness! They're not familiar with that, hon! Don't deprive them of that!"
Liz shook her head in agreement and let a river of unshed tears roll down her rosy cheeks. Jody stood up and hugged her tight.
"I will… But not yet." Liz said through sobs and Jody tightened the hug.
"Okay."
The next few weeks went by fast; Jody overfed her, the girls hand out with her and showed her the ropes of a world that was strange to her, they made her laugh, they made her feel strong, they made her Wayward, just like them. Then the weeks became months and before anyone realized it, she'd been with them for 105 days.
Liz was watching TV while eating pizza when Alex returned home. She sat next to her and exhaled in exhaustion. She grabbed a slice of pizza and laughed to herself.
"What?" Liz asked, feeling as if she was the center of Alex's amusement
"It's just so big! I can't wait to meet her!" she answered and smiled
"Isn't it weird how you can love someone you haven't even met yet?" she continued
"How do you know it's a 'she'?"
"The world is in need of more badass, wayward gals. I'm hopeful!" she winked at Liz and placed her head on her arm, using it as a pillow, and fell asleep. Jody walked in and froze, bewildered.
"Wow." she said in the sight of her rogue one, Alex, sleeping with her head still on Liz's arm
"It's a new side of Alex and I'm loving it! Keep doing what you're doing!" she joked, trying to keep her voice down. Liz chocked a laugh and winked at her in agreement.
"Where's Claire?" Liz asked
"Guitar lesson. She'll be home soon." Jody said while going through the mail.
"I'm starving!"
"Pizza?" Liz said with a dose of guilt and Jody laughed at the only slice left on the table.
Suddenly, the windows shattered, bottles and glass exploded, the door got knocked down and within a few minutes it was all over. Hours later Claire walked in, through the ruins of her home that didn't seem like a home anymore. She grabbed her head in desperation and cried.
Omaha, 5:16 am
"Dean! Watch out!" Sam yelled from across the room and with a fast swing Dean turned around and decapitated the vamp.
"I think it was the last of 'em" Dean said as he wiped some blood from his forehead.
"Yeah, let's get back home. I'm toast."
The two of them walked out of the abandoned factory in Omaha, covered in blood, brain bits and other ooze that got spilled all over them on that late night killing spree. They got into the car and Dean turned the key to the ignition when his phone rang;
"Yes." he answered and Sam witnessed his brother's tired eyes turn bigger and wilder from whatever it was he was hearing on that phone.
"Slow down! Claire, slow down!" he yelled and put her on speaker
"I've been calling you for hours! Wh... Somebody…Something got into the house and took them!" the girl sobbed and chocked in her own tears.
"What? Took who?" Sam asked
"Jody, Alex and Liz! I wasn't at home and now they're all gone…"
"Liz? What was she doing there? Who the hell… Okay, listen. We're coming over. Grab every crap you can find; guns, knives, salt, everything and hide!"
"Okay… Please hurry."
It must've been the fastest Dean had ever driven that car. They were at Jody's at the crack of dawn, when everything else remained peaceful except for the ones who never had peace; Dean was thinking about how they never caught a break as they ran to the house under the accompaniment of the police sirens that were probably headed their way.