Chapter 3- gosh! It feels so good to be writing about this again. I missed it too much to not continue. Hope your all gonna enjoy the new story- the Winchesters and Castiel will be making an appearance later on- plus a mysterious stranger. Keep reading folks! Reviews loved! X Nic
After watching the DVD, Lyra's mom was speechless. 'That's just-?' she said, trying to speak. Lyra grinned. 'Fantastic- oh!' she gasped. 'I've got to go find him!' she ran back downstairs. 'Wait just a moment!' Her mom yelled, Lyra stopped dead halfway down and turned to her. 'What? I thought you'd be happy he wasn't dead!' she scowled. Sarah sighed. 'I am... but don't you think this is abit too good to be true? What if that DVD was a fake?' the thought had crossed Lyra's mind, but she shoved it aside- it couldn't be true. She knew her dad right? She'd know if it was faked-? Yeah-?
She wasn't sure.
'I know, but what if it isn't? What if he's really alive?' she carried on down the stairs. Her mom sighed; she knew there was no chance she could persuade her daughter to not leave... again.
'Lyra...' She asked, resignation in her voice. 'Are you really going?' Lyra looked up from the small pink rucksack she was filling with food and clothes. 'Why are you packing? You can just make it-?' Lyra continued in silence. 'What happened?' Her mom asked quietly, staring at her daughter's deliberately blank face. But she sighed and said. 'I've not used them since I thought he'd died. I didn't want to.' Sarah shook her head. 'Why didn't you tell me?' Lyra laughed. 'Because I'd had enough of being an angel.' They were both silent, then Sarah sighed. 'I won't be able to stop you from doing this will I?' Lyra laughed. 'No.' Sarah laughed. 'Then I suppose I should give you're your other present now.' Lyra froze and looked up. 'What?' Sarah laughed and took her daughters hand to the front yard, where Lyra's eyes widened in shock. 'Is that-? Mine-?' Sarah laughed. 'Obviously.' Lyra walked forwards, staring at the car. 'Is this a-?' she said in awe. He mom nodded. 'A 1967 ford mustang. And in the colours you always wanted.' Lyra was speechless, running a hand over the light blue paintwork, and black hood. 'Mom-?' she was gobsmacked. Sarah laughed. 'Least you've got a place to stay now.' Lyra looked at her reflection in the window, and saw a mixture of emotions- happiness, awe... but also sadness. 'Will you be ok?' she asked Sarah, looking up to see her sad expression. She nodded, her hair blowing slightly in the wind. 'I was ok the year before, I'm sure I can manage another month or so.' Lyra hugged her. 'Thank you so much.' She whispered. Sarah smiled. 'Make sure you give that dick a slap from me when you find him.' Lyra laughed. 'That's two he's going to get now then.' Sarah laughed, and then let her go. 'Why don't you try the radio? It's working.' Lyra grinned, taking the key from her mom and opening the door, slipping inside onto the cream leather seats. She turned the engine on, it growled like a tiger, and then the radio automatically came on. Both Lyra and her mom were silent at what song came on- it was AC/DC- Highway to hell. Lyra laughed sheepishly. 'Let's hope that's just a coincidence.'