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A/N Chapter three! This one is a little longer. Next chapter, Venturi's finally meet the Winchesters. I hope you like the story so far. Please review! Thanks loves- Elliana xx
"Casey, stop! Slow down, and tell me why you want to call your... Dad," Nora spoke in a low tone, concerned and wary.
Casey sighed. "I told you Mum, something is killing people in our school."
They spoke in hushed tones. They couldn't risk any of the Venturi's hearing them. That was something that would be hard to explain.
"And you think this is a ghost?"
"Yup, it's the whole flickering lights, things moving by themselves, ectoplasm everywhere o'deal,"
Nora nodded and hummed in agreement. "Hm, I guess we do need to call your father. I haven't been in the business for some time," Nora continued when Casey opened her mouth to speak. "And, I am not risking the chance of letting you go in."
"But mom-"
She gave the teenager a stern look, as in to say, 'don't argue with me, my decision is final.'
"Casey, you are not a hunter. You may know the basics, but we have not encountered anything for a long time. We need a professional. So, no."
Casey's shoulders sunk in defeat and she nodded. Her mother was right, if this was really a ghost, or a monster, then they needed a professional. They needed her Dad and her brothers.
"Okay, when do we call them?"
Nora got up and started putting the groceries away. After school, Casey had gone directly to Nora, who was in the kitchen, bringing in the shopping.
"Well, Edwin is at his friend's place, Derek will be leaving soon to go to hockey practice and George is taking Marti to her friend's birthday party," She closed the fridge and leaned on the table, smiling at Casey.
"I guess, we just wait for the Venturi's to leave. Then, you, Lizzie and I can call up your father and tell them about the situation."
The teenager nodded and smiled back. "Do you think... They missed us?"
Nora smiled, she could see the hope in her daughter's eyes. They looked so much like her brother's. There was no doubt that when she saw Casey like this, she looked exactly like young Dean, looking up at her with hope of having someone to love him like his mother did.
"Yeah. No doubt, honey."
Casey beamed at the answer and ran up upstairs to do her homework.
Lizzie sat down next to her older sister on the sofa, and looked up at her mom.
"Okay. Ready?"
The girls both nodded, too excited to speak. Nora took a deep breath and pulled out a old phone. John had given her it and told her to use it only when they needed to contact him urgently. They hadn't used it until now.
The phone rang once. Casey bit her lip, trying to stay calm. It rang twice. Lizzie swallowed and fidgeted with her hands. Nora gave her daughters an encouraging smile, but even her hope was wavering. It rang for the third time-
"Hello?"
The girls all let out a sigh of relief and smiled at each other.
"Nora? Hello?"
Nora put the phone on speaker, so the girls could hear.
"John. Hey. You're on speaker, the girls are here too."
"Hey Dad!" Casey and Lizzie said in unison.
"Casey, Lizzie. How are you girls?"
"We're good, Dad. We miss you. And Dean and Sam." Casey smiled, she could feel her eyes brimming with tears. It had been so long since she saw them.
"They miss you too honey," They could see him smiling through the phone. "Now, is something wrong?"
Nora nodded. "Right. John, there seems to be a problem."
"What happened?" John's voice came out rough with a lace of worry.
"Last week, a teacher at Casey's school, was attacked and had hand marks on his chest, like someone tried to take his heart out. Today, three girls were murdered. They had the same marks on their chests too."
"Is Casey okay?"
"Yeah, dad. I'm fine. But I think it may be a ghost. I found ectoplasm near the..." she paused and swallowed. "bodies."
"Yeah. That sounds like a ghost. Listen, I'm in the middle of something and I'm afraid I won't be able to make it."
Lizzie frowned. "Oh. But, what do we do them?" Her shoulders sunk and she sat down on the sofa.
Casey smiled sadly at her little sister, and put her arm around her.
"I'm sorry Lizzie. I wish I could come. But, I really can't. Don't worry, I'll send Dean and Sam over to deal with it."
The two sisters beamed at the thought of seeing their brothers again. Nora grinned, she was going to see her boys. The girls started conversing about how excited they were, so Nora took the phone off speaker and walked over to the kitchen.
"What about you?"
"I'll finish up here and come down later. Take care of yourself Nora. And the girls."
She smiled. "I will, John."
"Call me if anything else happens," His voice light and teasing, with a hint of sternness.
"Okay Dad,"
"I'm serious Nora. Call me."
"I will, don't worry about us! We'll be fine. Besides the boys will be here." She laughed at her daughters' father, trying to reassure him that everything was going to be okay.
"I know. I still worry. Okay, I need to go now. Ill talk to you later." He hung up and Nora shook her head, a smile on her face.
"Winchesters," she muttered under breath with love and chuckled.
"Marti!" George yelled. "Dinner is ready, come down!"
"Okay, daddy!" The little six year old skipped down the stairs, humming to a song only she understood.
It was dinner time at the Venturi- McDonald household and everyone was gathered at the table. The girls had spoken to Nora about how they were going to explain everything to the boys. She'd said to wait until after dinner, and then they would tell the truth. The girls quickly agreed and decided to let their mother do the talking.
Derek picked up Marti and plopped her down into her seat, which was next to him. "There ya go Smarti,"
The child beamed at her older brother and giggled. "Thank you Smerek!"
Derek ruffled her hair in a way of saying 'you're welcome'. He turned to Casey, who had been watching the exchange with a smile on her face. Why Derek chose to hide his sensitive side, was beyond her understanding, but she couldn't help but find it oh-so-sweet!
But she wouldn't let Derek know that...
The teenager smirked and raised an eyebrow. "Yes, Casey? You do realise that staring is rude, though I can't blame you. I mean, look at me!" He popped up his collars and grinned.
She blinked and frowned before snorting. "Yeah right! I don't even know what girls see in you. Why would they want a hockey jock with no brain?"
"Okay, you two. That's enough. Can we please have at least one peaceful dinner without you two going at each other's throats?" George butted in, a small frown on his face.
"Sorry George." Casey apologised, starting to feel bad that she let Derek under her skin so easily... Again.
Derek nodded. "Yeah, dad. Sorry,"
"Thank you," Nora smiled. "After dinner, the girls and I have something to talk to you about,"
Casey and Lizzie smiled at their mom, and continued to eat their food.
After a somewhat quiet dinner, the family all gathered in front of TV. Derek sat down in his incliner, with Marti on the sofa's end, George and Edwin next to her, taking up the rest of the space.
The McDonald girls stood in front of the TV, nervously. The girls looked at their mother to start off.
"Okay. Erm, you all remember Dennis right?" At everyone's nod, she continued. "Well, there's somethings that we did not tell you, and we had a good reason to. George knows some bits of it, but we decided it's time to spill the beans."
George nodded, and smiled at his wife, urging her to go on.
"As you know, I was married to Dennis, before we broke it off and got married to George. But the thing is, Casey and Lizzie are not Dennis' kids," She paused to let the children take it in.
"Wait. If Dennis isn't Casey's dad, who is?" Derek asked, shock on his face. He looked over to his Dad, to see that he already knew. Wow, such a big secret and they never told them.
"A man called John Winchester. We had met when he was in town for a case and one thing led to another and then I found out I was pregnant with Casey. He supported me, still does, with it even when Lizzie was born," She smiled at the thought of the man.
The girls smiled too at listening to their mother talk about she and their father first met.
"Unfortunately, his job made it hard for him to be around all the time, and we weren't really in a relationship. Don't get me wrong, we still care about each other. We just never loved each other."
"Why is that?" Little Marti asked, wonder shining in her eyes.
"Because it just wasn't meant to be, I guess,"
The six year old nodded, accepting the answer for now.
"You see, a few years before we met, John lost his wife in a fire, leaving him and his two sons, Dean and Sam to fend on their own. After the girls were born, we still kept in contact with them, but John thought it was best to keep his work life away from the girls. Then, I met Dennis, and you know the rest,"
The Venturi's were all silent, which was a first for them and unusual.
"Work?" Edwin perked up.
Casey furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Huh?"
"What work does John- I mean, your Dad, do?" He rephrased and stared at them.
"Erm," Casey fidgeted and looked at her mom for permission. Her mother nodded and Casey turned back to her step-brother. "I know this may be weird, and you might think I'm crazy,"
Derek snorted. "That's not different."
Casey glared at him before continuing. "As I was saying, you may find this hard to believe but my Dad is a hunter. Not the kind that hunts animals. No, the kind that hunts down evil and monsters- the supernatural."
Derek and Edwin burst out laughing, but quickly shut their mouths when they realised Casey's wasn't joking.
"I knew monsters were real! I told you daddy, there was a monster under my bed!" Marti jumped on to her father and poked him, her eyes wide.
"Honey, that wasn't-" George started but stopped when he saw Nora nod. "There really was a monster under her bed?"
His wife gave him a grim smile. "Uh huh. I got rid of it before it did anything to Marti, but she's safe now. I made sure to ward her room so nothing supernatural could get in,"
George sighed in relief. He didn't know what he would do if something happened to his little princess. He remembered Nora telling him about this, but he had let it slide. He hadn't thought much of it. But now, he was thankful that he had a ex-hunter for a wife, she still knew all the kinks and tips thanks to the Winchesters.
"A hunter? Supernatural? Monster?" Derek muttered, his eyes wide. "You're telling me this is all real?"
Lizzie nodded. "Yup, Dean and Sam are hunters too, and Mom used to be one as well." She smiled.
Derek's face broke out in a grin. "Awesome! Nora, you have to teach me some things," He leaned forward in his incliner, giving his step-mother his puppy dog eyes.
"Sorry Derek, I haven't even shown Casey and Lizzie how to fight monsters. I don't want any of my kids in the hunters life. Thats why John kept the boys and girls apart. We both didn't want this for our children, and I certainly am not going to drag you down too." There was a type of authority and sternness in Nora's voice that shouted 'no!' that Derek was willing to listen for once.
"Fine," He pouted.
"Good," Nora smiled and let her shoulders relax. "Okay, up you all go! Time for bed,"
All of the children, except for one, walked upstairs to their respective bedrooms and went to sleep. Considering everything they'd just heard, they definitely needed sleep.
"Marti? What's wrong?" Nora crouched down to her level and ran her fingers through the little girl's dark beautiful hair.
She fidgeted from one foot to another and slowly looked up. "I'm scared..." She whispered and Nora smiled at her sadly.
"Don't worry, I'll protect you. Come on, you can sleep with me today." She grabbed Marti's hand and walked downstairs to her room for a well deserved night of sleep.