Author's note: Well I passed my state boards and I am officially a Registered Nurse! Thanks for the positive vibes. I am skipping a couple of episodes but I have some plans for this chapter that I wanted to elaborate with. The last chapter was super long! Thanks for being patient with me on that! Was it too long? Or are you preferring longer chapters? You guys just let me know! I love love love getting new reviews! Thanks for sticking with me and Emily's story! Also let me tell you being able to sit on our balcony and be feet away from the ocean while I write is AMAZING.
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Sometimes I love living on the road. Sometimes I love having the backseat to myself, windows, some AC, plenty of time to think about things. I've been doing a lot of that today. Just riding and thinking.
It's been a long hard couple of months. When we left Texas we received coordinates from Dad… just a simple text. Nothing but numbers. No "Love You All" "Stay Safe" Be Careful" "Miss You"… nothing but the job. He again texted it to Dean only. Not me or Sam. I guess he knew Dean wouldn't question, just follow orders.
Turns out the case was one that was unfinished for Dean. Something he had faced once and got away. It was hard to watch him struggle with it, but it was something he had to do. Ultimately he beat it. That's what us Winchesters do. We kick ass and keep going.
Then we ended up around New York for a haunted painting. Sam met a girl, a beautiful girl. But he wasn't far enough past Jessica to really get involved. It was even harder to watch Sam suffer. It made me think back to what Dean said, about how people who live our life can't keep relationships… that it never works. I guess he was right. Didn't work for him and Cassie. Didn't work for Sam and Jessica. Hell it didn't work for my own Mother and Father. Why should I be any different?
If I know any relationship I have is doomed then what do I really even want… do I want to live a life of booze and hook ups like Dean? He seems pretty happy. A lot happier than Sam and his life of pining over women.
"Hey Em looks like the local bar has a show tonight. $500 bucks cash. You wanna do it?" Dean asked pulling me out of my thoughts as he walked back to the car from the gas station.
"Hells yeah." I've had a couple of songs I've been wanting to try out.
"Alright. Starts at 8, which is in a few hours, so lets go check out this guys house at dark and then head to the bar. Sound good?"
"Can we stop at the motel between the two so I can get ready? I'm not going to sing wearing this…" I said gesturing down to my sweats and ugg knock off boots. It was freezing here. Snow on the ground, cloudy, wet, cold. I like cold weather, but this is just miserable.
"Depends on what you're thinking of wearing." He told me eyebrows raised.
I rolled my eyes and Sam laughed at us.
It took us like an hour to get to this guy's cabin. I was pretty impressed that the impala made it all the way up to the cabin, this guy lived in the middle of nowhere.
When we walked in the place was a mess… it smelt bad too.
"Looks like the maid didn't come today." Dean said.
"Hey, there's salt over here. Right beside the door." Sam yelled.
"You mean protection against demon salt, or 'oops I spilled the popcorn' salt." I asked walking over to him.
"It's clearly a ring. You think this guy Elkins was a player?"
"Starting to seem like it." I said, but Dean quickly confirmed it for us.
"Definitely." He said walking over to us with a journal in his hands.
"That looks a hell of a lot like Dad's." Sam said.
"Yep, except this dates back to the 60s." I said flipping through some of the pages. Who the hell is this guy?
"Whatever attacked him, it looks like there was more than one." Sam said. The more we walked around, the more I felt like something was watching us. I couldn't shake it. It was making me sick to my stomach. I know someone or something is out there. I walked up closer to sam and looped my arm through his walking right along side him.
"You okay Em?" he asked noticing.
"Yeah… just feels like someone's watching us. Its giving me the creeps."
"I'm sure its nothing kiddo. Come on." He said putting his arm over my shoulders and leading us towards Dean.
"Looks like he put up a hell of a fight too." He said pointing at the room where he was obviously killed. It was trashed and there was blood scattered.
"Yeah." Sam said.
"You got something?" I asked Dean as we got closer to him.
"I dunno. Some scratches on the floor." Dean said.
"Death throes maybe?"
"Yeah, maybe."
"Or maybe a message." He said as he started to rub his hands over the scratches, he then grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil and tried to get the scratches to replicate on the paper.
When he lifts it up it has blood on it… but he turns it towards us and it has a few letters and numbers.
"Look familiar?"
"Three letters, six digits. The location and combination of a post office box. It's a mail drop." Sam said putting it all together.
"Just like the way Dad does it." I mumbled leaning into Sam again. He absent mindedly squeezed my shoulders.
"Well lets get out of here and go to the motel, let Em get ready and we'll stop at the post office on the way to the bar." Sam suggested, he knew I was ready to leave.
"Sounds good to me." Dean said.
I was super happy to get in the impala and drive down the road back to the motel, but I still felt like someone was watching us the whole way back.
When we got there I stood by the car for a second looking around, trying to pick up on whatever it may be giving me the creeps right now. I didn't see any cars following us, I don't see any sign of monsters. I don't know…
"What's up Kiddo?" Dean asked.
"Nothing." I mumbled walking in and grabbing my bag to get ready.
It was cold so I'm not wearing the dress Sam got me. I would freeze my ass off. Instead I grabbed my jeans with the sparkly pockets and the olive green long sleeve V-neck with my push up underneath. Helping to boost up the girls a little bit. When I did my make up I went a little dark around the eyes with a gold highlight. Between the gold and the olive green shirt my brown eyes would pop. I shook out my wavy hair and decided it was decent so I'll just leave it natural with some hairspray to keep the frizzies away. I finished off with some gold dangly earrings and my cowgirl boots.
"Ready." I said walking out and go over to the window to look again and see if I could tell what was watching us. That feeling has yet to leave me.
"Emily seriously… what is going on? You're acting weird." Dean asked.
"I just feel like someone's watching us… it started at the cabin and it won't go away. I swear Dean. Something is out there." I said turning to look at him concerned.
"Em there's nothing there. Trust me. I woulda seen it. We weren't followed and there were no signs anybody had been there in days." He said trying to reassure me.
"Yeah.. okay." I said walking towards the door turning my back on Dean.
"…What jeans are those?" He asked.
"Ones I got at the mall a while back."
"Who the hell let you buy them?!"
"Umm.. Me?" I said trying to cover for Sam. Shit. He was right. Dean is having a hissy fit.
"Take em off. And throw them in the trash on our way out."
"Dean. I'm not doing this shit again tonight… They're just jeans. I'm either wearing these or going in leather pants again. Your choice." I said standing firm on my decision for the night.
"If I hear one person comment on your ass in those Jeans tonight then I'm going to drag you off stage and you'll be wearing my jeans for the rest of the night." He said just as harsh.
"Fine!" I said.
"Fine!" He said back walking towards the door.
I stopped and looked at Sam who I then shot a wink to. He just shook his head and laughed.
"Thanks for that Kiddo." He said as we walked out.
"Well its not your fault, I used my puppy dog eyes… Dean wouldn't have been able to say no either." I said grinning.
We got to the mailbox and pulled out an envelope from the PO box we were breaking into. It had two letters on it.
" 'J.W.' You think? John Winchester?" Sam asked.
"I don't know. Should we open it?" I asked.
"Not yet. Show starts in half an hour. Lets go, we'll pop it open at the bar when we have a chance to sit down and really look at it." Dean said ushering us out the door.
(Dean's POV)
When we all got back in the car I looked around… Emily knows someone's watching us. I do too. I knew there was someone at the cabin, outside somewhere. But I didn't wanna spook them or Em. She looked spooked enough.
We pulled up to the bar and I pulled Em's arm before she walked off.
"Hey."
"What?" She asked.
"You know the drill… anyone gives you trouble you text me or signal me."
"I know Dean." She rolled her eyes… I remember the first time she ever did that. She was only 3. She's always had an attitude.
"Kick ass kiddo. We'll be towards the back at a table okay?"
"Okay. I'll come down there when I'm done."
"Good luck Em." Sam said before she walked off towards the back entrance.
"Dean someone has been tailing us since we left that cabin. Why don't you just tell her that.." Sam said when she was out of earshot.
"Because she was already spooked, I don't wanna get her head all messed up before she goes out there. I want her to enjoy herself man. She doesn't get to that often."
"Yeah… I guess you're right."
"I always am. I'm the oldest." I said grinning. He just rolled his eyes.
We grabbed a seat at the table in the back and ordered a couple of beers. I pulled the old journal from Elkin's place and the envelope out of my pocket after the waitress walked off.
"Think this has something to do with Dad?" Sam asked.
"Well I sure as hell do." A voice from behind us said. We both turned around instantly. Dad.
"Dad, what are you doing here? Are you all right?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, I'm ok. I read the news about Daniel, I got here as fast as I could. I saw you two at his place."
"So you're the one who's been tailing us." I said relieved.
"Yeah. It's me. I'm surprised you noticed."
"It wasn't just me, Emily picked up on it. She was freaking out." He looked a little guilty when I said that. Maybe I should have kept that part to myself. I know it killed him to walk away from her like that in Chicago.
"Why didn't you come in Dad?" Sam asked.
"Because I had to make sure you weren't followed... by anyone or anything. Nice job of covering your tracks by the way."
"Yeah, well, we learned from the best." I said. Dad chuckled sitting down and getting a beer.
"Where's your sister?" He asked. OH. Shit…. Well. I guess he's going to be the last to actually know. When he walked up I had forgotten why we came here, I looked up and noticed a girl on stage, guess the show has started.
"Um. She's busy, she'll come out in a few minutes." I said trying not to ruin it for him. This is going to be interesting. Sam and I shared a knowing look. Dad just looked confused as hell.
"So you came all the way out here for this Elkins guy?" Sam asked him before Dad could question us about it any further.
"Yeah. He was... he was a good man. He taught me a hell of a lot about hunting."
"Well you never mentioned him to us."
"We had a... we had kind of a falling out. I hadn't seen him in years." Dad looked down at the envelope. "I should look at that…. 'If you're reading this, I'm already dead'... that son of a bitch."
"What is it?" I asked. Still watching the stage for Emily.
"He had it the whole time."
"Dad, what?"
"When you searched the place, did you, did you see a gun? An antique, a Colt revolver, did you see it?"
"Ah, there was, there was an old case but it was empty."
"They have it."
"You mean whatever killed Elkins?" Sam asked.
"We gotta pick up the trail. Go get your sister." He said standing up.
"Wait. You want us to come with you?" Sam asked surprised.
"Dad seriously we're gonna have to wait a minute on Em."
"Dean we don't have time to wait. Where is she I'll go get her myself." He said getting irritated. But then I heard the song start and turned to see Emily on the stage.
"Up there…" I said pointing to the stage behind Dad. He turned around and started to walk forward a little bit.
Sam and I looked at each other and walked up to stand next to him.
He was just as in awe as us the first time. He reminded me of Sam. The way he moved to stand closer to her without even realizing what he was doing.
"Which one of you idiots let her get those pants?" Dad turned to us and looked. Shit.
"Uhh. Well…" I tried to say something in defense but came up drawing a blank and instead sipped my beer, as did Sam. Dad just shook his head and went back to watching Emily.
(Emily's POV)
"You only love me for my… big sunglasses and my tony lamas.. and my, dodge dart classic."
"You said I'll be Johnny and you be June, and I'll ride with you to the moon!"
"But guess what!" The guitar kicked up and I pulled the mic off its stand so I could work with the room on the stage.
"You can't ride in my little red wagon.."
"The front seats broken and the axel's dragging!"
The upbeat song was definitely playing to my advantage. The bar was packed full of people tonight, mostly a younger crowd so there was a lot of dancing. I haven't spotted the boys yet with all the movement and the lights being in my face.
We hit the break in the song- my absolute favorite part.
"Mmmm… you only love me for my big sunglasses.. and my tony lamas. I live in in… Oklahoma."
"And I've got.. long… brown.. hair.. and I play guitar and I go on the road and I do all the shit you wanna do!"
The music picks up a little bit.
"And my dog does tricks…"
"And I aint about drama yall..."
"I love my apron…"
"But I aint your momma! So guess what!"
The music hits again I finish out the song with kick at the end.
The crowd breaks out in cheer and that inexplicable feeling is back again. Its like a high on top of a high. I catch my breath and run my hand through my hair as I walk back to the mic stand. My second song is a slow song, doesn't require a lot of stage room like the last one.
The slow guitar melody starts to play and the crowd goes quiet. Now is my chance to possibly spot Sam and Dean.
"I had a dream about a burning house…"
"You were stuck inside I couldn't get you out"
Yeah I know what you're thinking. Probably a poor song choice for someone who's mother died in a house fire. But this song. It just. Pulls at me…
"Laid beside you and I pulled you close.. and the two of us went up in smoke.."
"Love isn't all.. that it seems- I did you wrong. I'll stay here with you till this dream is gone…"
"I've been sleep walking… been wondering all night."
"Trying to take whats lost and broke and make it right."
"I've been sleep walking."
"Too close to the fire. But it's the only place that I can hold you tight…"
"In this burning house."
(Dean's POV)
Em's first song was something she could really have fun with. She danced around on the stage and played the crowd. She was way too good at that. I don't know where she got it from. She kept the flirting to a minimum which I was thankful for since Dad was here… he couldn't tear his eyes away. He would just smile when she would get really into a part of the song. He didn't speak. Just watched… I went back and forth between watching him and watching Emily. She finished out the song and Dad clapped so loud beside me it nearly made me jump, Sam and I laughed and then whistled and clapped along.
The next song started and the whole bar got quiet.
I've heard Emily sing this when she's walking around the motel or riding in the car… I guess I never truly paid attention to the words. But now they kinda stick out like a sore thumb to me… Mom. She sings this one because it makes her think of Mom.
I looked up at Dad and his gaze was solely focused on Emily. I don't even think he was blinking. I could vaguely see his eyes get glossy.
If there was one thing that could bring tears to Dad's eyes it was Mom. Just her memory could wreck him. I looked to Sam who looked the same way Dad did… I guess this song makes us all think of Mom.
Em sang it so beautifully though.
(Emily's POV)
"I've been sleep walking.. to close to the fire."
"But it's the only place that I can hold you tight…"
"In this buring house… the flames are getting bigger now."
"In this buring house… I can hold onto you somehow."
"In this buring house… oh and I don't wanna wake up."
"In this buring house….."
I finally met eyes with Dean, but when I noticed who was next to him I almost had to stop… I could have flung myself off this stage straight into my Daddy's arms. I know I'm mad at him. I know he hurt my feelings. But he's here. He's here. My Daddy is here… Watching me sing. Sing for Mom…
"I've been sleep walking…"
"Been wondering all night…"
"Trying to take what's lost and broke and make it right…" I almost couldn't get the words out past the lump in my throat.
I was able to finish the song without falling apart and quickly exited the stage afterwards.
I made a beeline for where I spotted the boys and Dad. Finally I see them. I took off running and jumped into Dad's arms. He had tears in his eyes. We just stood there like that for a long few minutes.
"So.. I guess this is what you meant when you said you won some cash at a karaoke contest?" He asked. I laughed. I could feel him chuckle too. I finally got down.
"Yeah. I guess I could have elaborated a little more."
"Yeah. You should have. I can't believe I never knew about this.." He said looking between the boys and I.
"Well to be honest neither did they really. Dean busted me a couple years ago… Sam just found out in the last 6 months… so don't feel bad."
"Alright kiddo.. we need to go, we gotta find this gun."
"Wait.. what?" I asked confused.
"Dad knew Elkins. Elkins had a gun dad needed, the thing that killed him took it we think." Dean explained as we walked out to the impala. I wasn't even worried about the cash at this point. I had my daddy. I won regardless.
"If Elkins was telling the truth, we gotta find this gun."
"The gun - why?" I asked.
"Because it's important, that's why."
" Dad, we don't even know what these things are yet."
"They were what Daniel Elkins killed best: Vampires." No. Fucking. Way. Vamps?! Those bastards are real?!
"Vampires? I thought there was no such thing." Dean said. Well at least I wasn't the only one not in the blood suckers loop.
" Yeah. You never even mentioned them, Dad." Sam said.
"I thought they were extinct. I thought Elkins and - and others had wiped them out. I was wrong."
"So what do we need to know?" I asked.
"Most vampire lore is crap. A cross won't repel them, sunlight won't kill them, and neither will a stake to the heart. But the bloodlust, that part's true. They need fresh human blood to survive. They were once people, so you won't know it's a vampire until it's too late."
We drove back to the motel room and dad sent us all to get ready for bed as he set up his police scanner and made a cup of coffee. The boys got the bathroom first and were asleep in minutes. I came out in my pjs and instead of crawling in bed I went to sit at the table with dad.
"You should get some sleep kiddo. You're gonna need it."
"I'm not really all that tired… exciting night and all." I said smiling at him. He grinned back.
"You were great up there babygirl… you sound like your mom. She used to walk around the house and sing when she cleaned or when she would get ready to go out to dinner. I swear it was like a concert house."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah… she'd be proud. I'm proud. Although I wouldn't mind it if those jeans never saw the light of day again."
I laughed. "Thanks Daddy…"
"So… How long are you gonna stay?" I asked nervously. I was thrilled to see him. But I was still not happy with is disappearing act lately.
He looked at me then looked down at his cup of coffee.
"Emily.. baby please try to understand. I'm so close… I'm doing my best to keep you safe and kill this thing at the same time."
"Daddy you left me… you left me there bleeding, crying, falling apart. And you just drove away. No phone call. No text message…. Wait no. I forgot. Its safe enough to send us coordinates but not safe enough to tell us you're okay." I said getting angry.
"Emily lose the attitude." He said harshly. I looked away from him.
"Babygirl. Sometimes you have to make hard decisions in this life. I'm sorry you felt like I just left you… but I didn't. I protected you. I kept you away from all of this because I know they'll use you to get to me. I didn't just leave you… I made sure you were in Dean's arms. I made sure you were okay. I have checked on you 3 more times then I can count since this started up."
"Then why couldn't you talk to me?! Why couldn't you answer my phone calls. Why weren't you there when Jessica died and Sam needed us. All of us.. Why couldn't you answer the phone when I called begging to hear your voice, or come check on Dean when he was Dying! Daddy I'm trying to understand but I don't… No disrespect but… you did leave. And you left nothing but us behind."
He looked at me for a minute and then stood up walking to the sink.
"Emily you need to go to bed. We've got a long day ahead of us."
I looked down and bit my lip. Un-fucking-believable. Nothing to say. But I know if I push this any further then he's going to get angry, and I'm going to get angrier. It won't end well for anyone in this room.
I got up from my seat and climbed in bed with Dean. When I shifted he bed he subconsciously swung his arm over me. Protective even in his sleep… its like he can sense when something's wrong.
I can't fall asleep. I can't go to bed angry at him again, not while he's here sitting in front of me. I don't usually fight with Dad. I tend to follow Dean and do as dad says but occasionally a little bit of Sam comes through and I don't hesitate to speak up about how I feel. Tonight was one of those nights. So I just laid there, until I heard him stand up to get a better listen at the scanner.
Looks like we've got something. I simply got out of bed and went to the bathroom to get ready. It was 4 something in the morning anyways.
"Sam, Dean, let's go." Dad said as he slapped their feet to wake them. He's done that since we were little. It's the "Hurry up" signal. We all know it well.
"Mm-hmm." Dean mumbles as Sam sits up.
"I picked up a police call."
"What happened?" Sam asked.
"A couple called 911, found a body in the street. Cops got there everyone was missing. It's the vampires."
"How do you know?"
"Just follow me, ok?" Was dad's only answer. He's great at answering questions tonight isn't he?
"Huh, vampires. Get's funnier every time I hear it." Dean says to me as I sit down next to him to slide on my boots."
"Yeah. Hilarious." I said grouchy.
"… please tell me you didn't fight with dad while we were asleep." He asked.
"Lets just go." Was my only response. Now I'm just like daddy. Wonder if he's proud.
"Well… this is gonna be fun." Dean mumbled getting up to walk behind me.
It was daylight by the time we got there, Dad made us all stand around at the car while he went and talked to the cops.
"I don't see why we couldn't have gone over with him." Sam said sulking.
"Oh don't tell me it's already starting." Dean said.
"What's starting?"
"Look I already gotta deal with Emily, please don't make me add you to the list. Just let the man do what he does and shut up about it. Please. I'm begging you. Both of you." Dean said looking at Sam and then to me. I just rolled my eyes as dad walked back over.
"What have you got?"
"It was them all right. Looks like they're heading west. We'll have to double back to get around that detour."
"How can you be so sure?" Sam asked.
"Sam..." Dean said quietly.
"He just wants to know we're going in the right direction." I quickly chirped up. Defending Sam.
"We are." Was all dad said.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"I found this." He said reaching his hand out and giving something to Dean. Not to Sam. Or to me. But to his good little soldier.
"It's a...a vampire fang." Dean said.
"Not fangs, teeth. The second set descends when they attack."
"Any more questions?" Dad asked looking between Sam and me. Neither of us spoke up.
"All right, let's get out of here, we're losing daylight. Emily you're riding with me." WHAT? Why?
"Dean please…" I said quietly turning to him.
"Kiddo just go. For me!" He begged. I walked away mumbling a string of cuss words.
"Hey Dean why don't you touch up your car before you get rust? I wouldn't have given you the damn thing if I thought you were going to ruin it." Dad said walking past the impala. I turned and looked at Dean as if to say "told ya so."
He just got in the car with Sam and me and Dad jumped up in the truck. I love my daddy's truck. Its old and jacked up. Chevy. Done right.
"Emily I don't want it to be like this the whole time I'm here. I'm sorry you're upset. But please put an end to this. I get enough of it from your brother." He said as soon as I got the door shut.
"Yeah… okay." I said weakly.
"So tell me… what have you been up to since I've been gone. Besides singing in bars."
"Well.. we faced bloody mary. A shape shifter who looks like Dean told me nobody loves me. Some guy tried to rape me and I shot his balls off. I met Missouri. Nice lady by the way. Almost got eaten by a scarecrow. Almost killed Dean. Lost Sam when he was kidnapped by crazy hillbillys who tortured me and Dean… yeah. That's about it. Guess your plan to stay away and keep me safe worked like a charm." I said sarcastically.
When I turned and looked at Dad he looked at me in horror.
"You were almost raped?!" He asked.
"Seriously.. I practically kill Dean and I let Sam get kidnapped and you're worried about something that ALMOST happened?" I asked.
"Where the hell were your brothers when this happened!"
"We were working a case, we all had a job to do. Mine just got a little more complicated then expected." I said. No way in hell am I telling Dad about the frat party or that it happened the first time Dean really let me work the case without having to follow one of them around.
"That doesn't matter! And what do you mean you shot him?"
"Well… he didn't take no for an answer. He attacked me. So I pulled out my gun and shot his balls off." I said nonchalantly.
Dad just shook his head. Still feel like it was a smart idea to leave me for so long there pops?
"Remind me to discuss this with Dean later."
"Daddy it wasn't his fault. He wanted to go back and put a bullet in the guy's skull, but I stopped him. I handled it. Just like you and Dean both taught me to."
"Yeah. I guess you're right…" he said trailing off.
"So. You weren't like. On a date or anything when it happened? You were just working a case?" He asked.
"No dad. I don't date remember? Dean won't let a boy get within 30 feet of me." I said annoyed. I "accidentally" left out the part about Alec and getting busted on our date.
"There's a reason for that Emily. You just don't realize it yet."
I chuckled. "Sure daddy. I'm thinking the reason is that all three of you may be a TAD bit over protective."
"No. Not overly protective. Just enough to keep you outta trouble." He said.
"Yes sir." Was my only reply. Dean was difficult when it came to boys. But dad… he was impossible.
"Call your brothers. Tell em to turn off up ahead."
I grabbed my phone and dialed Dean.
"Hey kiddo."
"Hey De dad said to turn off up ahead, he said its on the right."
"Okay."
I hung up and a few moments later the impala was slamming on its breaks and an angry Sam was getting out of it, before I realized what was happening dad was out of the truck walking towards him. I moved to get out but Dean yelled at me as he went to catch up to Sam and dad.
"Emily stay in the truck!"
I could hear little bits of their yelling but not much of it. Whatever it is its getting ugly fast. Dean had to get in the middle of them and break things up. Surprisingly he seem to tell them both to back off, not just Sam. The boys got back in the car and dad climbed back in the truck and slammed the door shut.
"…Dad he's just frustrated."
"No he's disobedient."
"Daddy stop… I don't want yall to fight anymore. If I have to stop fighting then so do you. Please… I want us to all be together again." I pleaded with puppy dog eyes.
Dad looked at me and sighed. He dropped the anger in his voice.
"I know babygirl…"
I snuggled over to the middle seat and wrapped my arms around dad's one big arm, leaning my head on his shoulder. I really did miss my daddy. I love him. I love the way he smells, the warmth and comfort of his hugs. How safe I feel when he's around. Not that Dean isn't just as protective… or more. Honestly. But theres something about having your daddy there.
I dozed off and it was daylight before dad was waking me up again. We got out of the vehicles quietly and walked through the woods a little. When we came up on a large old red barn dad had us all lay low and handed Dean a pair of binoculars.
"Son of a bitch. So they're really not afraid of the sun?" Dean asked.
"Ahh, direct sunlight hurts like a nasty sunburn. The only way to kill 'em is by beheading. And yeah, they sleep during the day - doesn't mean they won't wake up." Dad said
"So I guess walking right in's not our best option." I suggested.
"Actually, that's the plan." Dad said before motioning for us to all go back to the car and load up on weapons.
"Dad, I've got an extra machete if you need one." Dean said pulling it out of the trunk, but dad quickly pulled one out that was atleast twice as big.
"I think I'm ok. Thanks." He said grinning.
"Wow." Dean said checking the thing out.
"So, you three really wanna know about this Colt?"
"Yes sir." Sam said.
"It's just a story, a legend really. Well I thought it was. Never really believed it until I read Daniel's letter..."
"Back in 1835, when Halley's comet was overhead, the same night those men died at the Alamo. They say Samuel Colt made a gun. A special gun. He made it for a hunter, a man like us only on horseback. Story goes he made thirteen bullets, and this hunter used the gun a half dozen times before he disappeared, the gun along with him. And somehow Daniel got his hands on it."
"They say... they say this gun can kill anything."
"Kill anything like, supernatural anything?" Dean asked.
"Like the demon." I said.
"Yeah, the demon. Ever since I picked up its trail I've been looking for a way to destroy that thing. Find the gun - we may have it."
"Well then lets go get it." Dean said.
"Alright. Emily. Hang back in the car." Dad said.
"What no?! Dad come on I can do this."
"Emily no. Its too dangerous. Stay. Here."
"Ughhh!" I yelled getting into the impala and slamming the door shut. Dad walked away and Sam and Dean followed. Dean stopped and looked back to me and mouthed the word sorry. I could tell he genuinely sorry but he wasn't going to cause another argument with dad. He could have taken up for me at least. I didn't respond. I just turned my head.
I had been sitting there for about 10 minutes when I started to get impatient.
I knew dad would bust my ass if I went down there. So instead I opted to get out of the car and use the binoculars to watch from the spot where we were earlier.
I walked over and couldn't see anything. The doors were all shut and none of the boys were by the windows for me to be able to see them. Shit.
I sighed and dropped the binoculars.
"Why so sad sweetie?" A voice called from behind me. Oh Fuck.
I froze and felt chills go up my body. I have a gun on me. But that's no good against a vamp.
I slowly turned around putting on a poker face.
"Who the hell are you." I said.
"Oh hunny I'm the one that's gonna eat you for breakfast." The tall dark man said showing his second set of teeth.
I turned to run but didn't get far before a female vamp cut me off and clothes lined me. Knocking me on my ass. I coughed trying to catch my breath.
I turned over on my stomach and tried crawling away.
"Help! Dean!" I yelled weakly, still out of breath. Both the vamps laughed and the guy put his foot in my back putting pressure on it. I turned over quickly and grabbed his ankle knocking him on his ass and tried to get up and run again but the bitch he had with him grabbed me by my long hair and pulled me in close to her.
"Mm… You smell delicious." she said and she ran her nose up the side of my neck. I shivered.
"Get the fuck off me or I swear to god I'll watch that pretty little head of yours roll down the hill." I spat at her.
"Ha! Who's gonna save you poor baby? Daddy and your brothers are already dead. They walked right into the nest. Its like getting breakfast in bed." She chuckled. No. No… they're not dead. They're not. They can't be!
"You shut you're whore mouth!" I yelled. But she slapped me, it drew blood across the bottom of my lip. Shit.
The male stood up and walked over grabbing me and pinning my arms behind me so the female could feed easily without having to hold me down. She used her finger to catch some of the blood off my lip and sucked it off her finger. I could puke right now if I wasn't about to die.
She got closer and I closed my eyes waiting for the inevitable. But all I heard was the sling of a blade, and something drop to the ground, suddenly the male vamp threw me to the side and took off running. I turned around and saw the females head laying on the ground next to me. I scrambled to get away from it and backed myself into a tree. Closing my eyes and rocking back and forth, trying to keep my breathing even.
A hand touched me and I screamed and jumped.
"Emily! Baby calm down… its just me." I looked up and realized it was my daddy. I threw my arms around his neck and he squeezed me tight. Picking me up off the ground.
"I told you to stay in the car!" He yelled as he separated us.
"I'm sorry daddy, I just wanted to see if yall were okay…" I said with tears forming but not falling.
"Lets go find your brothers." He stalked off pissed.
When we caught up to them Dean instantly looked at me with relief but then that changed to worry when he saw my lip.
"Emily where the hell did you go." He asked coming over and pulling up my face so he could look at my lip.
"Its fine Dean… I went to the clearing to watch, but I got jumped."
"Dad she's bleeding… does that mean-" Sam started but was cut off.
"They won't follow. They'll wait till tonight. Once a vampire has your scent, it's for life." Dad said looking down at me.
"Well what the hell do we do now?" Dean asked still holding onto me.
"You gotta find the nearest funeral home, that's what."
We got back to the motel room and dad sent me and Dean off to the funeral home and Sam stayed with him.
"You sure you're okay kiddo. You've been kinda quiet since we got back."
"Yeah De I'm good. Just a close call." But I wasn't going to tell him how close. He'd have a heart attack.
"Okay." He said going back to the road.
We pulled up at a funeral home… shit there's a guard.
"Okay. I'll go distract him. You get the blood." I said. Dean nodded.
"Hey Em."
"yeah?"
"Please be careful." He said.
"Aye Aye Captain." I said with a grin before walking off. He shook his head and laughed.
I walked up to the guard pushing some fake tears up to the surface. I had to make this convincing.
"Excuse me… sir." I sniffled.
"Yes maam?" he said not looking up.
"I… I'm not sure if you can help me… but.. I.. " I started to cry, he finally noticed and immediately stood up.
"What is It maam?"
"My grandma… she… she died. I'm supposed to identify her… I.. I don't know if I can…" I cried into my hands.
"Well miss come on, let me at least walk you in." He said going to put his hand on my back comfortingly. Oh yeah. I have this guy in the bag. From here I just had to wing it. Hopefully I won't get all the way to the bodies.
I let the man walk me down the hall but I stopped in front of the door to the bodies and dropped to my knees fake sobbing. I really didn't wanna have to go in there. Plus Dean may have gone in there.
I carried on for about 5 minutes before I felt my phone buzz. I sneaked a peak at it. Job done.
I stood up and wiped my eyes some.
"I'm sorry… I just can't. Someone else will have to come do it. Do you mind walking me back out?" I asked with big puppy dog eyes.
"Oh yes miss! Of course."
He walked me out the door and I promptly jogged to the impala and got in.
"Get it?"
"Sure did." He said holding up a jar of it dead man's blood. Ewww.
"Nice acting by the way" Dean said handing me something to clean my face with.
"Yeah well having tits and crying comes in handy sometimes." I said. He rolled his eyes and drove back to dad and Sam.
"Whew. Man, some heavy security to protect a bunch of dead guys." Dean said as we walked in.
"Get it?" dad asked. Dean pulled it out.
"You know what to do." Dad said pointing to the weapons laid out on the table.
A few hours later we were all set and ready. Dean was parked off the road with the hood up. Looking like he was having engine troubles.
I was ready and waiting with my bow and arrow dipped in dead man's blood. I hid in the cover of the trees next to Sam and dad who had the machetes.
A woman appeared and approached Dean. I tightened my grip on my compound bow and steadied my aim.
"Wait for it Em." Dad whispered. I didn't want her getting a step closer to Dean.
"Car trouble?" She asked Dean. He just turned around and nodded.
"Let me give you a lift. I'll take you back to my place."
"Nah I'll pass. I usually draw the line at necrophilia."
"Oooh." She said as she back handed him and another vampire came out from the tree line, she grabbed Dean by the face and lifted him in the air. That's it. I can't wait.
"Emily.. not yet." Dad said. I huffed. I hated this.
"I don't usually get this friendly until the second date but..." Dean said.
"You know, we could have some fun. I always like to make new friends."
She lowered him down and kissed him. Ew. Dean tried to pull away.
"Oh. ugg. Sorry. I don't usually stay with a chick that long. Definitely not eternity."
I couldn't wait. I took my shot. Hitting her right through the heart.
"Dammit." She muttered, we emerged and dad took out the other vamp immediately.
"It barely even stings." She says turning to me noticing I'm the one with the bow.
"Give it time sweetheart. That arrow's soaked in dead man's blood. It's like poison to you isn't it?" I said sweetly.
She looked shocked for a moment before the blood kicked in and she dropped to the ground.
"Load her up." Dad said. We did and got the hell out of dodge. I rode with the boys this time.
We got to an empty spot on the side of the road and dad started a fire.
"Toss this on the fire. Saffron, skunk's cabbage and trillium. It'll block our scent and hers, until we're ready." He said handing the herbs to Dean.
"Stuff stinks!" Dean said taking in a good whiff. Dumbass.
"That's the idea. Dust your clothes with the ashes, and you stand a chance of not being detected. Especially you Em."
"Lovely…." I said rubbing the ashes down my arm.
"You sure they'll come after 'er?" Sam asked pointing to the vampire in the truck.
"Yeah. Vampires mate for life. She means more to the leader than the gun. But the blood sickness is going to wear off soon, so you don't have a lot of time."
"A half hour oughta do it." Sam said.
"And then I want you out of the area as fast as you can." Wait.. what? I turned to look at dad. Seriously?!
"But..." I started.
"Well, Dad you can't take care of them all yourself." Dean finished for me.
"I'll have her. And the Colt."
"But after. We're gonna meet up, right? Use the gun together. Right?" I said. Getting angrier by the second. Sam noticed quickly and put a hand on my shoulder.
There was a long pause.
"You're leaving again, aren't you. You still wanna go after the demon alone. You know, I don't get you. You can't treat us like this." Sam suddenly said.
"Like what?"
"Like children!"
"You are my children. I'm trying to keep you safe."
"Dad, all due respect but, uh, that's a bunch of crap." Dean said. Whoa. I was shocked. We all turned and looked at Dean.
"Excuse me?" Dad said.
"You know what Em, Sammy, and I have been hunting. Hell you sent us on a few hunting trips yourself. You can't be that worried about keeping us safe."
"It's not the same thing, Dean."
"Then what is it? Why do you want us out of the big fight?"
"This demon? It's a bad son of a bitch. I can't make the same moves if I'm worried about keeping you alive."
"You mean you can't be as reckless." I added.
"Look... I don't expect to make it out of this fight in one piece. Your mother's death ... it almost killed me. I can't watch my children die too. I won't." Wow… is he fucking serious right now?
"What happens if you die? Dad, what happens if you die, and we coulda done something about it? You know I been thinking. I ...think maybe Sammy's right about this one. We should do this together." Dean said. I was too pissed to speak. Dad's basically going on a suicide mission.
"We're stronger as a family, Dad. We just are. You know it." Sam said backing Dean up.
"We're running out of time. You do your job and you get out of the area. That's an order."
Dean looked upset and Sam clenched his jaw. No. Hell no. I'm not just going to let this go.
"Dad no! This is a load of shit! You're sending us off so you can go on some suicide mission without feeling guilty that your children had to watch you die!"
"Emily that's enough!" Dad said.
"No! Its not! Is that why you keep leaving? Is that why you won't talk to me?! Trying to get me used to a life without you in it!"
"Emily stop!" He yelled
"No! I grew up without a mother! Sam and Dean grew up without a mother!"… I paused. "Dad we still need you. You're all we have left besides each other. Why are you running off to get killed on purpose!"
"Emily I said that's enough!" He yelled loudly getting in my face.
I finally stopped. It wasn't even up until that moment that I realized Dean was holding me back by my arms. Was I walking forward or something? I couldn't even remember.
"I said get in the car. Do your job. And Leave." He said so low and harsh it didn't even sound like him.
"Is that understood?"
I stood there for a moment, tears welling up in my eyes, one fell over before I could stop them.
"Yes sir." I said quietly and walked away.
I got in the car and the boys quickly followed behind me. I got in the backseat and pulled my knees up to my chest leaning against the back, looking out the window.
"Kiddo.." Dean tried knowing I was teetering between pissed and upset.
"Dean. Just don't… not right now." I quickly snapped.
Instead of replying he just got out on the road and headed back towards the nest for us to clean house.
We got there fairly quickly and I was still fuming. I got out, popped the trunk, grabbed a machete and walked towards the barn not even waiting on the boys.
I walked up and peeked in a window, theres one getting drunk off his ass just on the other side of the doors that are open just enough for my body to slide in through. I can hear Dean and Sam coming up behind me so I went ahead and walked in. I slowly crept up behind him as he chunked his empty beer bottle across the room.
He turned and met eyes with me.
"Boo." I said before swinging the machete and decapitating him.
This was enough noise to draw in the others and 3 flew out from behind a corner. Dean and Sam walked in and took the back two while I took the one closest. Then we moved further back in the barn to where people were being held in cages.
"I told you I'd come back." Dean said freeing them and telling them to run for the road.
I heard noises coming from the room next door so I went in. A vamp was waiting behind the door and knocked me down when I walked in but I quickly got up and we fought for only a minute before I stabbed him with a knife dipped in dead man's blood, moments later he fell to the ground and I screamed out of frustration as I slammed down my machete. Blood splattered everywhere, including on my face. But I was really too pissed to care.
Dean and Sam heard me and came barging in. But I didn't turn to face them. Instead I just stood there. Staring at the body in front of me.
They look so much like regular people. Like that guy in the window. They bleed red… their muscles still twitch. It was disturbing… I stared for a few minutes before I felt it coming up. I quickly ran to the corner of the room and puked. Dean was at my side in seconds holding back my hair.
I guess the shock of decapitation beats the anger when you realize your father is planning to get himself killed.
"You good?" He asked when my body finally stopped dry heaving.
"Yeah." I said weakly.
"Dean… we can't let dad do this alone. We have to go back." I said standing up and looking at him.
He looked at me for a second and then to Sam.
"Yeah… alright well then lets go."
We drove back to where dad left us and we followed the tire tracks down for about 5 miles, we could see vehicles off in the distance. We parked off to the side and left out on foot.
When we got there dad was on the ground, unconscious. I damn near charged out there but Dean held me back and pointed at the vamp he wanted me to shoot first. Then he signaled Sam for the ones he and Sam would charge.
I nodded, took a deep breath and released my arrow nailing the vamp in the heart. When I did Dean and Sam ran out to kill the others and I ran to dad.
The main vamp Luther approached me as I got closer to dad. I raised an arrow to stab him but he knocked it out of my hand and backhanded me sending me to the ground. I tried to get up and run but he quickly pulled me up by the neck, putting me in a chokehold.
He turned to Dean who ran at him machete raised.
"Don't! Or I'll snap her neck!" He said. I could feel his grip tighten. Dean's wide eyes went to mine. I could hardly breathe his hold was so tight and I was panicking. Dean didn't pull his eyes away from mine.
"Okay wait… lets just calm down." Sam said.
"Tell him to drop it!" Luther yelled pointing at Dean.
"Dean drop the damn thing." Sam said. Dean dropped it reluctantly. Luther's grip slightly loosened. I was still struggling for air though.
"Why can't you people leave us alone. We have as much right to live as you do!" He yelled.
"I don't think so." Dad said standing behind us. When Luther turned us dad fired the gun and put a bullet right between his eyes. He dropped me to the ground and I gasped for air. Coughing. Dad picked me up and pulled me close to his side.
"LUTHER!" his mate screamed out… she went to charge Sam and Dean but another vamp held her back and dragged her to a car, they all took off.
"Come on kids… lets go." Dad said guiding us back to the truck, he dropped Dean and Sam off at the impala and we all met back at the motel to pack up.
"So.." Dad said.
"Yes sir." Sam said.
"You three ignored a direct order back there."
"Yes sir." Sam said again.
"Yeah but we saved your ass." Dean added.
"You're right." Dad said. Wait a second… did I hear that right?!
"I am?" Dean asked just as surprised.
"It scares the hell out of me. You two are all I've got. But I guess we are stronger as a family. So...we go after this damn thing. Together."
"Yes sir." We all said in unison.