Preternatural:
A Supernatural Story

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Chapter 2: Family Reunion

Dean Winchester put his face in his palm and rubbed in frustration. He did not want to go see Dad, he did not want to see Lizzie, and he did not want to spend an entire month at Pastor Jim's retreat for hunters. Wow, how exciting...a month filled with lame seminars, fighting with Elizabeth, and listening to Dad, Sammy, and Danni bitch and moan about them fighting. The only reason that he agreed was to see Danni. He hadn't seen his baby sister in at least 3 years. Lizzie he could care less about seeing. He hadn't seen her since he ran away from home. Dad, of course, told him that she ran away when she was sixteen to go off and fight them. What good would she really do? He kept an eye out in the papers and TV, trying to hear about whether or not a kid had been killed. He was just waiting to hear about her getting killed. But Dad had told him that she'd taken more of them out that he had. Jealous? Maybe. He knew that Liz didn't use guns, how was she doing it? Dean shook his head. Who cares? Now, if he could find a woman like that chick in the bar-by god. She was hot. How did she manage to get all of the balls in every pocket? She was good. He couldn't get her out of his head. Who was she? What was her name? He'd paid for her and her friend's dinner and bought her another beer, but she didn't give him a second glance. It kind of hurt. Not that Dean was conceited or anything, but he was a looker and most women didn't, wouldn't, or couldn't resist his charms. But this girl-this girl did. And he liked it! He could only hope that he'd see her again.

Liz woke up groggily the next day and dressed. For some reason, only known to God and her kid sister, she was going to ride a motorcycle for 6 hours to see their dad and brother and Dean. She grabbed her leather pants and black satin tank top. She brushed her teeth and put her blond hair up into a ponytail. Then she woke up Danni, told her to shower, then went down to the bar, picking them up breakfast. She thought about her Dad. She did miss John. And Sammy of course. But did she really want to see Dean? Nope. Not at all, not in a million years. Dean was a thorn in her side. Why would she want to see someone who belittles her? Who underestimates her? No reason that she could think of. Think about Danni and Sam. You're going for them. She thought. She could tell that her sister missed Sammy. Hell, Liz missed him. He was her baby brother just as much as he was Dean's. She had to change her thoughts. They returned to that guy at the bar. Why? Unknown. Liz had run that scam a million and one times! Never had a guy lingered in her thoughts like that. He was attractive-OK, he was downright yummy. But still-he shouldn't be sticking in her head like that. Liz wanted to see him again. Maybe that was why she returned to the bar for breakfast? Did she want to see him that bad? Yes. She did. Lizzie returned to their room and gave Danni her food. Danni was wearing a pair of cut off shorts and a white with opal sequins tank. She left her long brown hair down. Liz ate her breakfast in silence, watching her sister. By what right did Lizzie have by dragging her 15-year-old sister around the country-fighting demons? She should be at home, doing homework, having dates, stuff like that. Not manning the camcorder and recording her older sister killing demons. Liz shook her head clear. She'd talk to Dad about getting her set up with a real school system and a real family. Danielle deserved better than this life.

Dean and Sam took off early the next day, they had to make a few stops before reaching Kansas. A poltergeist in Oklahoma and a demon in Missouri. To be honest, Dean was glad that this came up, it gave him time to prepare. Kill some evil sons of bitches, then face the Mistress of All Bitches. "So..." Sam said as they drove.

"So?" Dean prompted, glancing at his brother with a cocked eyebrow.

"So, are you looking forward to seeing Dad and the girls?" Sam asked looking at his brother.

Dean kept his eyes on the road and said in a flat tone, "What do you think, Sammy?" Sam nodded and glanced at the road.

"Dean, you guys aren't going to fight the whole time, are you?" He asked, getting to the point. Dean took in a breath.

"I don't know, Sammy. I don't know." He said. Sam turned back to his brother.

"What about Danni? You're not looking forward to spending time with her?" Sam pushed. Dean glanced at Sammy and nodded.

"Of course I am." Dean told him honestly.

"And Dad?" Dean shrugged and nodded. "Then why can't you let the past be the past and enjoy the time you have with Lizzie?" Dean hit his hand on the steering wheel in frustration and looked at Sam.

"Do you really think that Liz is going to let it go? She holds a grudge deeper than any of us, Sammy. I know that you like to see this big screwed up world through rose colored glasses, but dammit, Sam, you know Liz just as well as I do, so don't act like its my decision on whether or not Liz and I kill each other, OK?" Dean told him, then turned back to the road. "I'll behave if she does." He added as a promise.

Liz made the turn off into the camp, careful to make sure that Danni kept up. They parked next to Dad's truck. Liz took her and Danni's bags, and watched as Danni ran up to their father and hugged him tight. Liz just walked up to him. "Hey." Liz said looking up at John. John smiled and wrapped an arm around her.

"How are you, Lizzie?" He asked. Lizzie looked up at him and shrugged.

"She can't stop thinking about this guy she scammed last night." Danni spilled. Liz gave her sister a death glare and Danni added, "Sorry." John grabbed their bags and told Danielle to run off and let them talk.

"So, this guy-"

"Dad, that was just Danni running her mouth. Its nothing." Liz tried to reassure.

"Whats so special about him?" John asked, ignoring Lizzie's last comment.

"Nothing. Thats what I don't get." Liz told him. She explained the scam to him and then how she couldn't get him out of her head. Her dad just thought that it was because she was in need of a good lay. "Damn, Dad. Could we not talk about this?"

"Yeah, Dad, the princess doesn't like talking about sex." A very familiar voice rang out. Lizzie and John turned to see the man from the bar, standing there, lounging against a tree. His smirk faded when he looked at Lizzie.

"Dean, when did you get here?" Dad asked him. Neither of them spoke. Dean's eyes were on Liz, Lizzie's on his.

"Dean?" Liz asked looking at him. Dean just nodded.

"Liz." He didn't ask, he stated. Lizzie nodded anyway. John just looked from one of his children to the other and couldn't stop Lizzie when she walked up to Dean and punched him. Sam rounded the corner just in time to see Dean fall to the ground, passed out cold.

Attention: Chapter 3 will be up soon. And, hopefully, I'll write it better. So, review. Tell me whatcha think. I know that the pov is all over the place, but next chapter I'll try to fix it. I posted this on quizilla first, so should get you there to watch the intro and see the posters that I made for it. Check out the Bam/Ville story I've posted on there, as well as the Original story, which can also be found at under sunnydalegoldengirl as well.