It's The Same, Wherever You Go
Chapter One:
New Life
Jaydra gasps loudly as her body jolts awake. Immediately, she begins to cough, her body not expecting the sudden intake of air. As she calms her breathing, she looks up as three figures race into the room. Jaydra's green eyes locks onto the three figures before she sighs in relief.
"How long have I been out?" the sandy blonde haired asks, glancing around the hospital room she was in.
"Two days," John says, looking over his daughter.
She looks so much like Dean, it was uncanny. Jaydra's hair was the same sandy-blonde as Deans, and their green eyes were practically identical.
There were times during hunts that John mistook her for his son, even though the two siblings had different mothers.
"You were in surgery up until an hour ago," Dean explains, walking over to sit at the foot of Jaydra's bed.
Nodding at the information, Jaydra moves to sit up on the bed, only to hiss in pain that blooms on her right side. As the words filter into her brain, Jaydra gently lifts up the hospital gown, revealing a nice black line going down her side. Stitches.
"Well, that's a new one to the bunch," she mutters, sitting up a bit more carefully.
"How are you feeling?" Dean asks, his hand absentmindedly rubbing her leg.
Jaydra looks over at her eldest brother, noticing that he wore the same type of hospital gown she wore.
"Overall?" the sandy blonde haired girl asks, before smirking at her brothers. "I'm starving."
ITSWYG
After Jaydra eats, the doctors came in a bit later and check the seventeen-year old's vitals, deeming it okay that the girl can get up and walk around the hospital room. Once receiving that news, Jaydra gets up and changes into more comfortable clothes, that being a t-shirt and shorts.
Just as she finishes tying her shoe, Sam arrives at the door, smiling at his sister.
"Hey Sammy," Jaydra says, lacing up her shoes.
Rolling his eyes at the nickname, Sam asks her, "Want to run down to the cafeteria with me? Dad wants some caffeine."
"Oh, sure!" Jaydra says, jumping up. The movement makes the girl wince since the action pulls on her stitches.
On their way to get the caffeine, Jaydra thought over her life. It's hard to imagine that a few years ago, she lived a normal life. Well, somewhat normal.
She lived with her mother, Andrea, who was a computer web page designer, meaning that the woman was always home.
Jaydra and Andrea would spend evenings together, just having mother and daughter moments. Including some instances, when the two could claw each other's hair out.
But overall, Jaydra's was normal.
When one day, a ten year old Jaydra came home from school to find the house empty. She tried calling her mother's cell phone, which her mother taught her, until the police showed up at her door. They took her to the hospital, and the young Jaydra listened in and heard something about a break line on her mother's car went out.
Later that night, a lawyer called John Winchester from the hospital. When it was announced that Andrea was in fact dead, and Jaydra was left without a parental figure, the lawyer Andrea hired to fill out her will found a phone number in the file, listing this man as Jaydra's biological father. The lawyer informs John about what happened and that Jaydra is now being left in his care.
John, who was two states over at the time, drops the job he's on and rushes to the address the lawyer gave him. And the rest was history.
Bringing herself back to present time, Jaydra and Sam rounds the corner to their father's room, only to stop in their tracks. Laying on the floor, was their father, John.
"Dad?!" the two screams, gaining the attention of the nurses close by.
Sam drops the cup of coffee as he, and Jaydra, run over to their father's body.
Nurses and doctors came into the room, force the two siblings out of the room before they began the procedure to try reviving John.
Dean appears by his siblings, hearing the screams from his room. He tries to ask what happens, but the words get lost in his throat as he looks over at John. The scene spoke for itself.
A nurse tries to get the three to leave, but Jaydra glares at the woman. "That's our dad!" she says before a doctor says the words that Jaydra never wanted to hear.
"Okay, stop compressions," the doctor announces, making a small whimper come from Jaydra's lips
"No pulse, doctor," the aiding nurse says, looking at the monitor.
"That's it, everybody. I'll call it, Time of Death: Ten forty-one AM."
ITSWYG
Since the death of her father, Jaydra has been staying with her surrogate father, Bobby.
Bobby Singer, who was an older hunter that ran a Salvage yard, was one of the Winchester's closest friend. And on more than one occasion, Jaydra would stay a few nights.
"You need to get up and move around," Bobby grumbles as he makes dinner for the two.
"Ha ha," Jaydra replies dryly, from her spot in the living room, staring up at the ceiling. "I think I'm hitting a midlife crisis."
"You're only seventeen, ya damn idjit!" Bobby says, walking into the living room, bringing Jaydra's food.
"Exactly!" she exclaims, laying the plate of food on the table, before pacing the room. "I'm only seventeen, Bobby! I should be in school, hanging out with friends, or hell, even dating! Not crossing the country killing everything that goes bump in the night!"
Jaydra runs a hand through her hair, falling back onto the couch. "I just . . . I just didn't think this is what I'd be doing with my life."
Glaring at the teenager, Bobby moves to stand in her line of sight. "And do you think the boys wanted this?"
"God, no!" Jaydra says, her eyes wide, before pouring her heart out to Bobby. "But they grew up in this life, I didn't! I'm grateful for everything John taught me, but I also want to be a normal teenage girl . . ."
"You can never go back to a normal life, kid," Bobby sympathizes, moving to sit beside her. "You'll notice things, and grow suspicious of your friends . . ."
"I know," she sighs, rubbing at her eyes. "John made sure that Sam and Dean could do this without him, but I can't." Swallowing the lump that forms in her throat, Jaydra's mind drifts back to her very first werewolf hunt.
There actually two types of werewolves in the world. The bitten and the natural born. Usually, the natural born werewolves controlled their full moon urges, so the Winchesters don't waste their time hunting them.
But the bitten werewolves are the ones that get on the hunting radar. These are the ones that are not used to the powers that the bite gives them, and they go crazy.
Now, sometimes, if a natural born werewolf bites someone, they can learn to use their powers. But when bitten werewolves change another human, then the likelihood of the second human controlling their urges are slim.
A girl was bitten by an Omega werewolf that was so far from a natural born werewolf, that there was no way to control her transformation during a full moon.
The female werewolf had rushed at Jaydra, only for the inexperienced hunter at the time to freeze in terror at this feral beast.
The plan was John and Dean would flush the werewolf out, and the young female hunter would shoot her in the heart with a wolfsbane and silver mixed bullet.
But when Jaydra saw the murderous intent in the monster's eyes, her whole body froze, fear taking its hold on the youngest Winchester. This fear allowed the werewolf to escape, and she killed two more people that night.
"That blood's on your hands," John had told her.
Shaking her head, Jaydra looks up at Bobby. "I just don't think I'm cut out to be a hunter," she admits pitifully.
"Oh, darlin'," Bobby sighs out, his hand rubbing at his face, trying to think of how to make the young girl feel better. "You make a fine hunter. At least you think with your brain instead of charging in half-assed like those two idjit brothers of yours."
That comment makes the girl laugh. "Yeah, and I end up less scraped up," she chuckles, her spirits lifting slightly.
"Yeah, you need some more training, but what hunter doesn't?" Bobby asks, rhetorically.
"Thanks, Bobby . . ." Jaydra thanks, smiling at the older hunter.
Bobby pats her shoulder. "So if you want to try and live the last few years of being a teenager, I say go for it."
Jaydra's eyes widen at the statement before she hugs him tightly. "So, when does school start up around here since the boys dumped me on you?"
"BALLS!" Bobby shouts out, standing up from the couch.
ITSWYG
And before two weeks passed, Jaydra found herself on a plane, flying to Beacon Hills, California. She was going to live with a man that was close to Bobby.
The two of them served in the military years ago and kept in touch since. The best part of the whole deal? The man, John Stilinski, has a boy around the same age as Jaydra. And since Jaydra's family moved a lot, it resulted in Jaydra being a junior, a year ahead of his son, Stiles. Perfect.
Exiting the plane, Jaydra's green eyes zero in on the man that she was meeting in the terminal.
Before she left Bobby's home, the older hunter warned her about John being a police officer for the town, Beacon Hills. In fact, he was the Sheriff.
With that piece of information, it didn't take Jaydra long to find Sheriff Stilinksi. John's hair was short but dark, and his eyes were a light brown, kind. But the dead give away was the sheriff uniform he wore.
John held his hand out to Jaydra, smiling warmly. "Hi, you must be Jaydra, right?" he asks, shaking her hand.
Jaydra smiles brightly and nods. "Yeah, that's me. Jaydra Logan Winchester."
"Man that's a mouthful!" another voice pipes up, stepping out from behind John. "Hey! I'm Stiles, your new roommate!"
Smiling at the goofy nature of Stiles, Jaydra honestly thought that she was going to enjoy her new, normal life in Beacon Hills.