Title: Dull Wickedness Inside Series: Story Three-Journey Home
Author: Jeanine Stice
Summery: Sam Dean and Eris head back to where it all started for the boy's. What will happen when trans-medium Eris encounters the poltergeist and spirit in their old family home? Will she know it's their mother's spirit, and if she does, will she tell them? What happens when she senses Missouri is hiding something from them and she and the older Psychic go toe-to-toe about it?
Disclaimer: I don't own the Winchester boy's I just fed them one day and they followed me home! (Poor me, eh?) I don't own Supernatural or any characters therein or anything else you recognize from the world in the story herein…other then that, it's all mine. Not getting a dime for any of this (yeah right, as if). Don't bother suing me you'd loose more then I'd ever have. I just abuse Sam and Dean for my own amusement and share for the pleasures of others.
Rated M: Mature Audiences only for explicit language extreme violence and adult content.
Authors Notes: This is just a story idea that burrowed in my brain and refused to leave until it was properly exorcised (he he...every pun intended). If you don't like it, too bad your delete and back buttons are there for a reason. Have any constructive comments…and I mean constructive people. I don't need anyone to tell me my spelling is horrific and my grammar is atrocious when I am already well aware. Have a problem with my lack of education in the English language? Talk to the California school system…and not me.
Story Notes: Story told from OFC's (Original Female Characters) POV (point of view) throughout most of this story. I wanted to do these story's mostly from Eris' POV so the Supernatural fans would get a chance to get to know her and she'd hopefully grow on them. Pulling out my poetic license here and brandishing it…what's that? No…that's not marker. It appears in the episode that it all takes place in the course of one day. For my own reasons and because I thought that was little much for one day I've stretched it into two. I thought it was a bit soon for Jenny's character to be getting calls from the plumbers lawyers so that happens in the second day when they go and see Missouri. Story set during Home Episode picking up as an Alternative Universe. PS, WIP…so anything is open to change…just to warn you! Also in the show canon Dean never saw the nursery of his mother, but in my story he did.
Supernatural Story Series AU
Dull Wickedness Inside
Story Three, Journey Home
Chapter One, Homecoming
Eris head banged to the music as she drove back towards the hotel room she and Dean were sharing with Sam since it was the last room available. She'd slept restlessly the night before waking to find Sam in the shower only to have to barge in apologetically to relieve her self before giving him back his privacy. She'd gotten up, Dean following suit about fifteen minutes after Sam came out of the bathroom, looking distinctly haunted. Or was it just that she felt him being haunted by something, due to her empathic abilities?
After a quick discussion Dean disappeared for a shower while she made for a restaurant that she could pick them up some breakfast at while they tracked down their latest case. She ended up at an IHOP ordering their food and having to wait nearly fifteen minutes for it before heading back. She'd been gone for over a half an hour when she returned to the hotel room to be greeted by a telling silence. Tension was high in the room and she could tell she had missed something vital between the two brothers.
Knowing if they wanted her to know one of them would tell her she let it slide handing out Styrofoam containers full of food. She tried to give the brothers space when it involved family stuff, offering up support when it was needed but knowing that ultimately when it came down to it she was on the outside in some things. So they ate in a shuttered silence Dean's frustration and pain weighing heavily on her as he stewed inside himself waves of guilt and…excitement, coming from Sam? Sometimes she found the whole empathic thing didn't due much more then confuse her further, which made it rather annoying at times.
When he was finished eating Sam grabbed the Impala's keys walking out the door after muttering something about supplies. Throwing away their empty food containers Eris sat over by Dean on their bed where he'd slumped down to stare at the carpet floor.
"Somehow, I don't think it's the carpet pattern that holds you so captivated." She told him.
"Hm? Oh, no." Dean replied before starting to zone again and she sighed.
"So, what's up?" She asked him reaching out to hold his hand in hers.
"We're going to Lawrence, Kansas." Dean told her and her eyes widened in surprise.
"But…isn't that?" She asked him with a frown her voice trailing off.
"Yeah. Sam, he said he had a dream, more a nightmare really. He said he's been having dreams and they come true, said they started just before Jess died. He dreamed about her death for days before it happened, every detail about it. He blames himself for not doing anything about it. Now he's dreaming about some woman and her kids in our old home and they are in trouble." Dean said voice sounding distant as if he was still trying to absorb all of this.
"You know if there is anything I can do to help you, Dean…" She offered her sentence running off.
"You're already doing it babe." Dean said looking over at her with a small smile and bringing her hand up to kiss the back of it.
So she let Dean zone and think about things while she packed up their stuff double checking to make sure she got everything packing most of Sam's things too since he was gone having him describe his dream to her in detail when he returned. She didn't know if Dean wanted the comfort of her company or was avoiding Sam but he drove her car on the trip in. She held the hand he used to shift listening to the Metallica playing on the radio. When they finally pulled up she could see and feel the tension in Dean and did something almost reflexively.
She closed her eyes and focused on his emotions as they emanated from him and instinctively she just soothed the tension almost completely away. She heard Dean gasp softly and she opened her eyes to glance over at him uneasily his wide surprised eyes looking over at her.
"Was…was that okay?" She asked him uncertainly.
"That was…incredible. I don't know what you did but I feel much more relaxed with what we are about to do." Dean said before leaning forward to give her a deep thorough kiss.
"Mm, tease…" She said when he pulled away from her. "Hold that thought for later, eh?" She said before the got out of the car to meet Sam on the sidewalk. "I think we should go the legit rout for this one." She said more to Dean then Sam.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked her.
"Well you guy's lived here right? And if Sam's vision was at all right then she probably found pictures in the basement of your family. If that's the case we just tell her you're here for nostalgias sake and want a look around." She offered Sam and Dean exchanging a glance.
"Sounds great to me." Sam seconded.
"Alright." Dean said with a shrug.
She felt Sam's shock at the sight of the woman who opened the door and knew it was because she looked like the woman in his dream. She could feel him thrumming with curiosity nervousness and excitement beside her as the woman took them in.
"Yes?" The woman asked them.
"Sorry to bother you Ma'am." Dean told her.
"I'm Sam Winchester this is my brother Dean and his girlfriend Eris. Um…my brother and I used to live here. You know, we were just driving by and we were wondering if we could come see the old place." Sam said.
"Winchester." She said surprise on her face. "That's so funny…you know, I think I found some of your photo's the other night." She told them.
"You did?" Dean said in astonishment.
"Okay." The woman said, pausing briefly before opening the door wider for them. "Come on in." She said. Eris felt it as soon as they passed the threshold something very unpleasant and violent and very, very dead. Something else there she felt but she couldn't place her finger on it as she followed the woman with Sam and Dean sliding her hand into Dean's hand for some silent support.
"Juice, juice, juice, juice." Chanted a little boy in a playpen in the kitchen while he hopped.
"That's Richie, he's a bit of a juice junky…but a least he won't get scurvy." Jenny said grabbing a juice from the fridge and giving it to him before moving behind her older daughter drawing on the table. "Sari, this is Sam, Dean and Eris. Sam and Dean used to live here." She told her
"Hi." The little girl said shyly.
She picked up an imagine then, a figure in flames walking towards her while she huddled terrified in bed alone in the dark. Eris shaking it off as she tried to focus on the here and now and what was being said.
"Hey Sari." Sam said and Dean smiled waving at her with his free hand as Eris nodded at her with a smile.
"So you just moved in?" Dean stated more then asked, as it was more then apparent from the boxes around the house that had yet to be unpacked.
"Uh, yeah, from Wichita." She told them.
"You got family here…or?" Dean asked. She got another flash this time from the mother. She was in a hospital hallway barely standing as she sobbed while a doctor told her how sorry he was, that her husband was gone.
"No, I just, uh. Um, needed a fresh start." She replied uneasily to Deans question. "So new town. New job…I mean as soon as I find one. New house." She said with a forced smile picking up a dish and putting it in the sink.
"So, how you liking it so far?" Sam asked her.
"Well, all due respect to your childhood home…I mean I'm sure you have lots of happy memory's here." She told them Dean forcing a smile at her words. She saw another flash this one from Dean his hand tightening on hers slightly in the same instant. His mother on the ceiling just before the flames completely engulfed her as he watched in horror his father screaming. "But this place has its issues." Jenny said putting more dishes in the sink.
"What do you mean?" Eris asked her.
"Well it's just getting old. Like the wiring you know? We've got flickering lights almost hourly."
"Oh, that's too bad. What else?" Dean asked her voice a little taunt.
"Sinks backed up there's rat's in the basement." She told them stopping when she caught Dean's look troubled look and misreading it. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to complain." She told them.
"No." Dean assured. "Have you seen the rats, or have you just heard the scratching?" He asked her.
"It's just the scratching, actually." She replied.
"Mom." The little girl at the table said questioningly.
The three of them shared a glance obviously all in agreement that something right up their ally was going on in this house. "Ask them if it was here when they lived here." Sari asked her mother. Her mother stopped what she was doing at the sink to lean down by her daughter so she was at her level.
"What, Sari?" Sam asked her.
"The thing in my closet." Sari told them.
"Oh, no, baby. There was nothing in their closets. Right?" She asked looking over at them expectantly.
"Right, no. No, of course not." Sam assured and she noticed the 'give me a break' look Dean shot him.
"She had a nightmare the other night." She explained to them.
"I wasn't dreaming." Sari complained. "It came into my bed room…and it was on fire."
Another knowing glance was shared between them as they stood there wondering just what was going on in this house. She realized now no matter what was happening here that despite her attempts to give Sam and Dean space on their family issues she was about to be dropped smack dab into the middle of them.
"You hear that? A figure on fire." Sam asked emphatically as they left the house Eris following behind them.
"And that woman Jenny, that was the woman in you dreams?" Dean asked.
"Yeah. And you hear what she was talking about? Scratching…flickering lights. Both signs of a malevolent spirit." Sam said vehemently.
"Yeah well. I'm just freaked out that your weirdo visions are coming true." Dean said sarcastically and Eris smacked him in the back of the head raising an eyebrow at him when he glanced back to throw her a playfully cocky smile.
"Well forget about that for a minute. The thing in the house do you think it's the thing that killed mom and Jessica?" Sam asked him motioning back to the house with his arm.
"I don't know!" Dean said voice clearly strained to her.
"Well, has it come back…or has it been here the whole time?" Sam asked him as they came to a stop and she could tell by now Sam was asking himself as much as Dean.
"Or maybe it's something else entirely Sam. We just don't know yet!" Dean explained in frustration.
"Those people are in danger, Dean. We have to get them out of that house." Sam said insistently.
"And we will." Dean said moving back for the cars.
"No, I mean now!" Sam declared insistently.
"How are you going to do that, huh? You got a story that she's going to believe?" Dean asked him in aggravation.
"Then what are we supposed to do?" Sam said in frustration arms held open helplessly.
"Finish this somewhere less conspicuous?" Eris offered when she noticed a neighbor staring down the street.
"Alright, the Impala needs gas." Sam offered, Dean sighing before sliding in behind the driver's seat of her car.
Sam glanced at her helplessly and she bit her tongue to keep from telling him he was pushing Dean a little hard considering everything. This was the house that Dean had spent the few normal years of his childhood before he was robbed of said normalcy in that house. It was not something she could relate to as she'd been raised in an abnormal family from the start nor did she want to relate to it, as she was sure it was a very hard thing to go threw. But she also knew that all things considered it just felt it wasn't her place right now to say anything to Sam about it all.
"We've just got to chill out, that's all. You know, if this was any other kind of job what would we do?" She listened to Dean talk later with Sam as she stood behind her car in the lane behind his both filling up their cars. She heard Sam sigh as he slapped his hands on the roof of the Impala followed by a long drawn out pause pushing himself away from the car.
"We'd try to figure out what we were dealing with. We'd dig into the history of the house." Sam recounted for him glancing over at his brother by the trunk filling up the tank.
"Accept this time we already know what happened." Dean said straightening as Sam walked back over to him.
"Yeah, but how much do we really know? I mean, how much do you actually remember?" Sam asked him.
"About that night, you mean?" Dean asked.
"Yeah." Sam replied with a nod.
"Not much. I remember the fire…the heat. Then I carried you out the front door." Dean told him.
As she stood there she didn't need her empathic ability's to pick up Dean's pain in those words. She closed her eyes breathing shaky as she felt the heat of the fire and heard the sounds of the flames over the pounding of five-year-old Dean's heart. Tasting the terror at the sight of his mother on the ceiling before his father gave him Sam, gave him something important to do. That was all it took for Dean to snap out of it forcing the memory to the darkest shadows of his mind while he focused completely on Sammy and protecting him.
"You did?" Sam asked in surprise.
"Yeah, well, you never knew that?" Dean asked him.
"No." Sam told him.
"And uh…well you know dad's story as well as I do. Mom was…was on the ceiling, and whatever put her there was long gone by the time he found her." Dean said voice strained Eris unsure if he really didn't consciously recall seeing his mother.
"And he never had a theory about what did it?" Sam asked turning to sit on the back of the Impala.
"If he did he kept it to himself. God knows we asked him enough times." Dean replied. Turning to sit with his brother on the trunk glancing up at her before staring back at the ground.
"Okay. So, if we're going to figure out what's going on now, we have to figure out what happened back then, and see if it's the same thing." Sam said.
"Yep. Talk to dad's friend's, neighbors, people who were there at the time." Dean replied shortly.
"Does this feel like another job to you?" Sam asked him. Dean glanced at him before looking away Eris feeling how tenuous Dean's hold on his emotions were at that moment his fear and frustration battling inside him.
"I'll be right back. I've got to go to the bathroom." Dean said avoiding her gaze as he walked away. Ignoring the fact that she knew that was a lie Eris finished filling the tank before getting in the car to wait for Dean.
After finishing up at the gas station they looked up an old friend of John Winchesters a man he used to run a garage with. Unfortunately the man was busy and not available for the day so they found themselves a room at a near by hotel. After renting two rooms and dumping their stuff they found a diner to eat at, all of them lost in their thoughts during dinner until they left. Both Sam and Dean seemed a little ragged and she hoped a good nights sleep would help them, wishing Sam a good night before disappearing in the room with Dean.
Eris grabbed some things from her bag and informed Dean she was taking a shower, leaving with an offer to share. She wasn't surprised when he didn't take her up in on it, she had a feeling Dean would want some time to himself. She wanted nothing more then to reassure him but she knew it wasn't what he wanted or needed right now he needed some space. He was like Danni in that way, when her brother was having a hard time he like some time to himself and considering they were usually stuck sharing a room with two beds she learned to respect his wishes growing up.
Dressed in a nightgown she came out with her hair in a braid, to be greeted unsurprisingly by a dark room. Dean was laying on the far side of the bed his back to her waves of misery rolling off him feigning sleep. Crawling into bed after flicking off the bathroom light she slid in gently like she believed he was asleep. She fought the urge to wrap and arm around him thinking he wouldn't welcome it right now as he was fighting too hard to maintain his control.
Eventually she slipped off slowly to sleep beside him her back to a restless Dean's who's thrashing soon woke her. She sat up about to reach out to wake him when he sat up with a stifled gasp probably doing it instinctively to keep from waking up Sam. Then he glanced over at her pained eyes filled with unshed tears tugging at Eris' heart strings as he closed his eyes and tried to shake off the memory. She didn't need to ask it was like she could see the memory of his mother's death playing in the lights of his eyes, she just reached out and wrapped her arms around him.
"Eris." Dean voice choked up with emotion and she placed gentle fingers over his lips quieting him.
"Whatever you need Dean, always know I am here for you." She assured him looking deeply into his eyes.
The tears in Dean's eyes cleared as he stared back into hers meaningfully before rolling them so he was laying above her, leaning in for a kiss. It was full of passion, and a desperation that made her a little sad to think about, so she didn't right now. If this closeness, was what Dean needed she would give him that, it wasn't like it was any kind of hardship for her after all.
Hands trembling with need Dean slid her panties off before removing his own boxers, Eris sliding her nightgown off over her head. Grabbing a condom from where she stashed them in the nightstand she fitted Dean quickly sensing his desperation to be close to her. Kissing her deeply before he lifted her into his arms and pushed her down to meet his thrust as he entered her. Moaning at the sudden fullness she wrapped her arms around his neck to hang on while he thrusted into her.
Dean feasted on her neck and breasts before rejoining their lips, the kiss burning with passion. Pinning her back onto the bed Dean slipped her legs over his shoulders so he could slid deeper inside her then before with each thrust. Panting for breath and letting out little moans with each exquisite thrust inside of her, the two of them hanging onto each other for dear life. She came first Dean following behind quickly as he clung to her still thrusting.
tbc
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