I take no responsibility of where my muse takes me – who she includes on her journey yadda yadda

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Missouri took Emma to her home about 2 weeks later, once the doctors were happy with her progress and she could manage on her own.

They did give strict instructions that she wasn't to do anything strenuous that would tire her body out.

She sat on the couch in Missouri's living room and turned on the TV.

"Can I get you anything?" Missouri asked her.

"Just water, and can I ask you something?" Emma said. Missouri walked around to her and sat across from her.

"Sure"

"Firstly, can I have your permission to act like this is my home – I don't feel right with you serving my every need" Missouri smiled.
"Ok as long as I agree with what your doing" Emma smiled at her reply.

"Deal"
"and the 2nd thing?"

"There isn't one, I'm just going to lie here and rest then I'll see what mischief I can come up with"

"As long as it's not Winchester mischief, - feel free" Missouri went to get her the water. Emma opened up her phone and looked up his number.

The doctors had told her that Sam and Dean – mostly Dean had called every two days to see how she was doing, but she hadn't heard from them in the last three days so she guessed she would have to call.

She dialled Dean's number. It rang out and didn't go to his voicemail which in itself was strange. Then she dialled Sam's.

"Emma?" Sam answered in disbelief.

"Hey honey, just checking in with you, they let me out today" She said softly.

Leaning her head back against the couch.

"Emma I'm so glad you're out and getting better"

"How are things going?" she asked.

"Fine, we've been trying to get back to Lawrence but –"

"I understand – jobs, could you let Dean know that his mobile isn't going to his voicemail?"

"That's weird, he has his phone on constantly incase you called" her heart skipped a beat. They spoke more and then she hung up.

Missouri stood in front of her with her glass of water.

"I have to find my father" she told her. Missouri sighed and sat down.

"To have it out? Your father has basically disappeared, -"

"I didn't shoot him Missouri, I was going to, Dean asked me not to, I know Dad was pissed about that and would still be" Emma murmured.

"So you mean to confront him about it?" Emma looked at her.

"If need be, I can't let the boys take the brunt of it, I'm the one that had the gun in my hand" she stood up with her phone in her hand. "I need to find him"

"Well first you need to get your strength back, nearly two months in that joint and your weak, once you have that you can go looking for your dad"

Emma sighed. She was technically bone tired of people telling her what to do – she rubbed her face. She hadn't slept soundly since they had taken the morphine off her, to ease the pain.

She tossed and turned all night, nightmares and dreams.

2 weeks later, she was back to nearly normal, she had a scar now on her forehead that her hair covered a bit, but it was there if you knew where to look.

She was thankful that dean had gone back for her car and brought it to Missouri's house. She had half expected it to be trashed.

She gathered some of her things and looked at Missouri. "I'm not going hunting, I just want to find my father then see the boys, and then I'll come back and try to settle down"

"Take good care of your self girl, I'll be waiting for you to come back"

"I will" she got into her car and drove off.

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She drove all day then parked herself in for the night at a motel. It hadn't been easy tracking him down but she had managed from the information that Sam had given her. She hadn't spoken to Dean yet. She spied his truck in the parking lot.

Knocking on his door, she had to wait a few minutes; no doubt he was cleaning up in side so that the visitor wouldn't see what he had been doing. As she was about to knock again the door opened.

"Emma" he was surprised to see her.

"Surprised to see me?" she asked walking into his room. He closed the door.

"I'm glad to see your better" she faced him.

"You didn't call once while I was in there" john turned away from her.

"You should have shot me Emma"

"I was going to, Dean asked me not to"

"Dean, - I thought you didn't let anyone tell you what you had to do"

"I don't, he taught me everything I know, and if he asks me for one small thing, I'm going to give it to him, that bitch took mom and Jessica, do you believe that any of us will let him take you, maybe you don't value your life, but we do, so you can either like it or lump it" she turned away.

"We had a chance to destroy it – and you skipped out on it, -"

"I still shot you – maybe not in the head but maybe just maybe I should've shot you in the heart, then maybe you wouldn't be such an ass" she walked out and left.

She drove down the road then pulled over and let the tears run their course.

Half hour later, she dried her tears and drove to where she could find Sam and Dean. She had never gone this long without seeing them.

It took her 4 days to get where Sam had told her they were staying at with another job on their hands - Ohio. Driving through the town, she spied the impala parked out front of the library, parking her car; she made her way up the stairs and went inside glancing around.

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Dean smiled at Cassie. "Good to see you, how's school?" he asked. The boys behind him were annoying him, whispering something about a beautiful woman, a walking dream etc etc – turning he looked at them then towards where they were staring at.

A tall slender woman stood at the top of the stairs, with tanned skin, she was gorgeous, and then he realised who it was.

Emma.

Standing up, he was about to signal her when her gaze turned to him then slid down to Cassie then back to him. He had forgotten that Cassie held his hand as they had just run into each other. Emma walked away and back out in to the sunlight.

She'd wait for him at his car. It was the least she could do.

Leaning on his car, she waited. She didn't think it would take long for him to come out.

"Emma" she looked up, he stood in front of her. "Why'd you leave in there?"

"I didn't want to interrupt you with your girlfriend" she answered softly.
'Cassie isn't my girlfriend, she's someone I met some time ago and just ran into her again here but its good to see you squirt" he came forward and hugged her. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly.

"I didn't think I'd make it to tell you the truth" she told him. He took a step back. He caressed her face with his hand, his fingers coming in contact with her scar. He looked at it.

"Well I'm glad the bitch paid for what she did to you, we called the cops in on her when we took you to hospital" he replied.

"I saw dad last week, we had it out, and I'm guessing I won't be hearing from him for a while"

"Did he call you at the hospital?"

"No he didn't, he's pissed at me for not shooting him"

"Did you tell him I asked you not to?" dean asked.

"Yeah, but he blames me, said that since when do I follow orders" she looked away then back at him composing herself. "Doesn't matter anymore, I'm on my way to see Sam, I saw your car so I stopped to see you"

"I'm sorry I haven't called, these jobs have come in fast one after the other" dean apologised.

"That's ok –"she saw Cassie up on the stairs. Dean followed her gaze. "I'll go now and leave you to what you were doing –"she stood up off his car and made to walk away but he held her back.

"Em, there's some things I want to tell you"

"One day" she replied, giving him a kiss on the cheek – very close to his lips. "Bye dean"

She walked away.

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more to come………………………………….