OKAY SO DON"T YELL AT ME... theatre this year was shit and sucked the life out of me. I had no time to update... but I might now so expect updates. Please review cause I haven't gotten a bunch and am starting to wonder if this sucks bollocks...
Chapter 16
Wednesday
Mackenzie's POV
We had left Nudge and her parents with Ed and Harry, knowing they were in good hands; hopefully. Nudge still hadn't called me to let me know they were okay. But I knew that she was forgetful and it would cross her mind eventually.
I'm in the front seat with Dean, it gave me room to sprawl out more so that I didn't scrunch up my stomach. I had lifted my shirt so it wouldn't cling to the wound from the blood. There wasn't much blood, but it still hurt like a mother.
"Where are we going?" I asked, gazing lazily out the window.
"To Bobby's. He's working a case but we have free range to the house. We'll patch you up there and find another case." Dean said, glancing sideways at me.
"Maybe we should rest a little. You went up against two monsters in the last twenty four hours and you haven't had any time to stop." Sam said from my right.
I wouldn't let him give up his shotgun seat; so I crammed myself in between to two meaty giants.
"We've been telling her to calm down since before the accident." Olivia said, not looking up from her phone as she scrolled to look for another song.
"She has this problem of not listening." Maria continued, and I couldn't help but look at her through the rearview mirror to find her glaring at me.
I winked at her and she shook her head, but I knew she wasn't really angry. Neither of them were ever truly angry at me, only when I really screw up or don't tell them something.
"I'm sorry, what was that? I wasn't really listening." I commented, smirking to myself.
I could hear her muttering incoherent words, but I didn't look back to see.
"Well we've got a long drive ahead of us, why don't you guys get some rest." Dean said, glancing at all of us before returning his attention back to the road.
"I'm down with that." Olivia said, moving around a little before getting comfortable. Maria had a harder time, since Olivia had curled up onto her.
"Here." I said, carefully removing my jacket while being sure not to flinch too much. Once it was off I handed the scrunched thing to her so she could have a pillow.
"Red-"
"Don't you 'Red' me, just take it." I warned her. Satisfyingly enough, she took it without another word.
Both the girls now had their own set of headphones in so that they could fall asleep to their own music. They were always good sleepers, my schedule tired them out. They still weren't used to a hunter's three hours a night. Hopefully they never would be.
Within five minutes, I could hear their steady breathing over the faint sound of music.
"Now that they're asleep," I started. "We need to have 'the talk'." I said, looking between the two boys.
They shared a look of their own. "That's funny; we were thinking the same thing." Dean said with no amusement in his voice.
"What could you possibly talk about to me?" I wondered.
"How about why you don't want to get out of your contract." Dean said, casting a sideways glance at me.
"I don't have to justify myself to you." I snapped.
"Or about you living on the streets." Sam said. I looked at him then at Dean.
"You told him?" I asked, trying not to sound too hurt. I never wanted anyone to know about my time before I met Carol.
"It might have slipped." He shrugged.
"Well I also don't have to tell you my life story." I winced as Dean hit a pothole in the road. Then I remembered something.
"Where the hell is Castiel?"
"We never really knows where he goes, he's been taking care of things upstairs ever since…" Sam trailed off.
"Are you going to finish that thought or…?" I questioned.
The brothers shared another look, but they decided against it. I was just about to open my mouth when my phone rang.
"Hello?" I answered.
"I caught sight of something on the news." Carol said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Well, a couple people have dropped dead in their homes, when the bodies were found their lungs were full of smoke. Like they drowned in a fire; I don't know some weird crap like that." She was never really good at explaining cases.
"Where?"
"The city is about three hours away from where you are right now." She said.
"Are you tracking me? Carol I thought I talked to you about this."
"Oh shut up, do you want the details or not?"
I sighed and closed my eyes.
"Yeah, fine. Just stop tracking me."
"Nope."
She hung up on me, again. I mumbled under my breath and looked at the screen when my phone vibrated.
"Take the next left, we've got another case."
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"You can't go on another case with your stomach turned to bacon." Maria glared at me as I slowly slid my way out of the passenger seat.
"My entire being will be turned to bacon in three days." I reminded her.
"Okay that comment was rude and uncalled for." Olivia said, pointing a finger at me. I waved it out of my face and shut the Impala door.
"I knew it was a good idea to not wake you two up until the boys already set up our rooms." I said to myself, but still looked at the girls.
"We're not staying in a damn motel room while you three go out on a hunt." Maria said. Olivia nodded and crossed her arms. I looked between the two of them with an eyebrow raised.
"I never said anything about the boys hunting." I leaned against the car so I didn't slouch so much.
They stopped and looked at each other. "Are they leaving?" Maria asked heartbrokenly.
"Yeah, they're leaving… with you two to a bowling alley somewhere in the city." I calmly replied.
"Wait." Olivia started, still not getting it. "Do you mean, like a stakeout?"
"No, you ass-waffle." I sighed. "I mean like a date. You know, where you four can finally do something normal."
"We don't have anything nice to wear! We only packed hunting clothes." Maria whined.
I held up my hands in surrender and widened my eyes, pretending to be shocked and hurt. "Do you really think I haven't been planning this date since we met those two knuckle-heads?"
"How did you even have free time to plan a bathroom break?" Olivia questioned.
"Don't ask stupid questions, just go along with it." I warned her, and then slowly walked over to open the trunk of the car.
"Your outfits are in these bags, and I even bought some… makeup. The boys are getting ready now."
"But it's not night time; don't people usually go on dates at night?" Olivia wondered.
"They'll have you all day while I work on the case, like I said. Planning." I handed them the bags and shut the trunk, holding my own bag in my hands.
I started walking towards the motel when a noise stopped me dead in my tracks. Off in the distance I could hear a long howling sound, almost like a warning. An involuntary shiver escaped me as I recognized it as a Hell Hound.
"Red, you okay?" I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to look down at Maria. I blinked quickly and erased all emotion from my face.
"Yeah, just thought that I left my phone in the car for a second. It's in my pocket." I patted my jeans and continued walking.
"I had them get three rooms, one for me, and one for two of you each." I informed them, smirking.
"You mean a room for us and a room for the boys?" Maria clarified.
"That's not what I said." I looked back at them and winked.
"Ew! Red!"
"Oh shut up, you're two grown ass women who are falling for two hot hunks of meat. If it doesn't happen now it will happen later, and I'd rather be around for it so I can kick their asses if they try anything. Which they won't, I already had 'the talk' with them."
By then we had made it to my room, I dropped my bag on the bed and locked the door behind the girls, leaning against it when I turned back around to face them.
"You had 'the talk' with them?!" Maria yelled.
I raised my eyebrows and nodded.
"God! You're like an embarrassing mother who doesn't know how to calm down." Olivia said, putting her head in her hands and lying down on her back on my bed.
It took all my strength to not scream at least you had a mother at both of them. Instead I looked down and bit the inside of my cheek.
"I'm just looking out for you, so buck up and deal with it. Now go take a shower and get dressed, I'm leaving for my case as soon as I put something on my stomach."
The two girls shot up and grabbed their bags, running into the bathroom. I could hear them fighting about who would take the first shower, it brought a grin to my lips. Once they were locked in I finally let my armor falter, sliding down the door I was leaning against. The pain on my stomach was constant, and it hurt like hell. Although I should probably start preparing for hell-like pain.
Ripping off my purple shirt I looked down at the red patch that used to be my stomach skin. It was inflamed and raw; the edge of the wound was crusted with dry blood.
"Come on, Castiel. Where are you?" I whispered.
When nothing happened I bit my lip and stood up and walked over to my bed, sitting down. I sat there for a couple of minutes, but knew that if I rested too much I wouldn't want to do anything. Something about 'objects at rest tend to become lazy little shits' or whatever the saying is.
So I got up slowly and grabbed a paper towel, soaking it in water and patting the flaming area to try to dull the pain. I had packed some gauze in my bag, so I used it to wrap my stomach. Once it was completely wrapped I combed my hair back and closed my eyes.
"Oh I don't want to do things." I sighed quietly.
I got my suit out of my bag and carefully put on the ugly attire. When I was done I paused, hearing the howl again; this time it sounded like it was coming from the parking lot.
Crowley was mocking me, sending Juliet out early to torment me. I knew she wouldn't attack me though, the contract prevented him from killing me before my year was up. It still made me shiver, the Hell Hound was so close; only being held back from ripping me to shreds by a kiss.
This shouldn't be happening, the girls shouldn't have died. I had never agreed to go out to celebrate my birthday before that year. I would usually just go out and hunt all night. But the girls had worn me down and I agreed to go and do something fun, something normal.
They had taken me to a spa, for the first time in my life. I had gotten something called a manicure (?) and they had laughed when I thought the fish that ate the dead skin off their feet were a new type of monster. It was a fun night, but it ended in disaster.
Who knew that jamming out to Highway to Hell would end up giving you a one way ticket there?
I was supposed to grow old, or at least older than thirty. Granted, hunters usually have limited life spans but, I was supposed to get out some day. I can remember someone from my childhood saying that I was part of something great. I had always thought that meant something other than my life right now.
I started getting a headache, trying to remember exactly who from my childhood said that, but I still couldn't remember. So instead I continued thinking my rant.
I should be a mother, I should have children that know nothing about monsters. Instead I'm hiding from Juliet the freaking Hell Hound. I was cheated of normal life, and I still don't remember how or why. The only memory I have of my parents are my dream of them dying. Even that dream, though, doesn't seem real. I don't remember anything before living on the streets.
I want answers, I want to know why I have an empty feeling inside of me. Why I feel like something is missing from my life, or lack thereof. But I'm certain I won't find anything with my remaining three days to live.
This shouldn't be happening.
I clutched my head, which had now exploded in pain. I was going crazy, going insane with anxiety. My eyes darted back and forth, looking over every nook and cranny in the room, as if they held all the answers.
Ignoring the pain in my stomach, I sunk to the floor. Thinking over my entire childhood but coming up short. I didn't remember anything, and if I did, it didn't seem right to me. Nothing fit, nothing matched.
The puzzled had been torched a long time ago, none of the pieces fit and most of them were missing. It seemed like whenever I tried to solve it, more pieces were lost or destroyed. Sometimes it felt like they were replaced with new ones.
A feeling of Deja Vu washed over me, a foggy memory of this happening before appeared in my clouded mind. I've felt this pain, remembered the inability to remember. What is happening to me?
This shouldn't be happening.
The lone thought that popped into my head over and over again, as if someone else was whispering it to me. Whos voice is that? Why does it sound so familiar? Where is it coming from? How many times have I heard it? Why is this happening?
This shouldn't be happening.
I squeezed my eyes shut in an attempt to block out reality. But what is reality? For fucks sake I hunt monsters for a living.
"This shouldn't be happening, you should not be remembering this." That voice said.
"What happened? Where am I? Where's my sister?!" I blinked foggily and looked around.
"It'll all be over soon, then you can get back to your destiny. You're part of something great, but you can't remember this. You have to forget."
"Forget what? Where is my sister?!"
The shred of memory came to me like a bullet to the head. Did I have a sister? Who was that? Why can't I remember anything else? I need to find the answers, but how? What's happening?
"Where's my sister?" I whispered.
This has all happened before.
Then white light blinded my already closed eyes, and the memory was erased.
I opened my eyes and pulled my hands away from my head. "What the crap am I doing on the floor?" I asked myself out loud.
Wincing as I remembered my burned out stomach, I slowly got up and stood in the middle of the room.
Okay, the girls are in the bathroom and the boys are getting ready. And I'm… about to go on a case, right.
I furrowed my eyebrows, there must be something that I'm forgetting. But I just can't put my finger on it. Oh well, I'll remember sooner or later.
A howl sounded somewhere, and a shiver escaped me. "Right, Juliet. That must be it." I muttered to myself in reassurance.
Exactly how that's reassuring I have no idea, but it's an explanation for… something. I must be going insane, hell I'm surprised I haven't gone insane sooner. I am a hunter, after all.
"I'm sorry." A deep voice said from behind me.
I whipped around and looked up at the torn face of an angel. I relaxed and furrowed my eyebrows, watching him in confusion.
"For what?" I asked quietly.
He didn't answer, instead he caressed my face; and I instantly felt the fire on my stomach burn out. He was about to pull away when I held his hand to my face.
"Where were you? You haven't been answering our calls, and you left so suddenly." I started to ask more but stopped when I saw something in his eyes.
"You know what, never mind. I don't need to know." I pulled away and grabbed my purple shirt, throwing it in the trash.
"What happened while I was gone?" He wondered.
"GhostFacers, Wendigo, flare gun, drowning in fire. It all blends together." I waved it off and lifted my shirt to peel off the now useless gauze. When that was in the trash I grabbed the bottle of water on the counter and sipped it slowly, waiting in silence for him to say whatever he needed.
"Why are you working so hard when your time is almost up?" Castiel asked me suddenly, causing me to pause with the bottle touching my lips.
I lowered it and set it on the counter, looking down as I tried to think of exactly why I am working so hard. But nothing fit together, I honestly didn't know why.
"I don't know, I-… I just feel like I have to finish something; like every case I solve gets me closer to finding out what it is." I looked in his blue eyes and watched as he couldn't hold the gaze for long.
He wasn't telling me something, something important. My guard instantly went up, my body tensing. He started moving towards me, but I stepped back involuntarily.
He opened his mouth to speak. "Look, I-"
"We're ready!" Maria's cheerful voice rang through the air, cutting him off.
"What are you waiting for? Get out here." I said, not tearing my eyes away from Castiel until I heard the bathroom door open.
"Wadda yah think?" Maria asked, twirling in her outfit. I had gotten her a black dress that was tight around the middle and loose from the waist down. It had a sweetheart neckline with part of its middle missing. Underneath she wore ripped black skinny jeans that had white showing through. She was wearing black four inch skinny heels that connected around the ankle with a small bow. Hanging from her neck was a heart locket that could hold three pictures (It opened from a split down the middle instead of on one side). On the wings were Olivia and I, and we all agreed to save the space in the middle for someone special. On the back I had the anti-demon possession symbol engraved into it, so we never took them off. Her ears held pearl half spheres that had small diamonds circling them. Her long, dark brown hair had curls like Veronica Lake that were full and shiny.
When she didn't say anything about Castiel, I knew he had disappeared. I didn't want to look back to see him gone.
"You look smexy." I commented. She stopped twirling and smiled, then moved aside so Olivia could make her entrance.
"I'm cute as hell! I'd date me." Olivia said, putting her fists to her waist and posing like Superman. Her dress was harder to find.
It was a short white dress with black lace covering it. The white stopped at her chest in a straight line, but the lace continued until just before her chest met her neck, with two inch sleeves. Around her neck was the matching heart locket, and on her ears were little skulls. Around the middle of her torso was a black bow that tied in the front. I knew she was wearing spandex underneath her dress since I had always made them, in case they ever had to run. But on her feet were wedges that had black straps around her heels, toes, and the middle of her feet. The soles were a light tan, the wedge itself a jean blue color. Her hair was taken out of its normal bun and replaced with soft curls that framed her face.
"You can't date yourself, then Sam wouldn't be able to get a piece of you." I reminded her, picking my water back up to take a sip.
"That's a fact." Maria pointed out, causing me to nod at her.
"I could always date both of us." Olivia said stubbornly, crossing her arms.
"But then you'd be cheating on Sam, and that wouldn't be fair after the talk I gave him." I crossed my own arms and lowered my glare at her.
"Okay fine, I won't date me." She hung her shoulders in defeat. "But only cause Sam." She pointed at Maria and me to get her point across.
I smirked and set my water back down. "Where's your makeup?" I asked.
"We only put on eyeliner and mascara , and a little bit of natural eye shadow. Don't wanna be too dressed up." Maria said.
"You already are, you're wearing your faces." I pointed out, crossing my arms.
"Aww, soooo sweet." Olivia said, twirling slightly in her dress. She couldn't sit still, neither could Maria but she was hiding it better. I smirked, grabbing something from my pocket.
"Here." I handed them each a silver pocket knife and money. "Just in case, and so they don't have to pay for everything."
"Where are we supposed to keep these?" Maria asked.
"Either in your pockets; cause both of your dresses have them." I started.
"Holy crap we have pockets? These dresses just got like 103 times better." Olivia said excitedly.
"Or in the new purses I got you." I said as I pulled out another present.
Maria's was a small one handle; over the shoulder black leather pouch that would hang at her waist. It had a big pocket on the inside and two small ones on the outer layer, all of them were lined with plaid.
Olivia's was a bit bigger, still black leather. But it had three big pockets, one in the middle and two on each side. It would fit under her arm when it wound hang off her shoulder by the two straps.
They each took the items and put the money in their purses and the knives in their pockets. Then I grabbed a hair-tie and combed my hair a couple times with my hand. I bent over to put my hair up in a professional looking bun.
"How are you bending over like that with bacon-stomach?" Maria questioned.
"Castiel stopped by while you two were in the bathroom." I said nonchalantly, standing up straight again and walking over to my bag, not meeting their eyes.
"What?!"
"Where has he been? What did he say?" Olivia asked.
"He healed you? That's so cute." Maria said at the same time.
"Yes he healed me, isn't that obvious? And he didn't say where he's been so I didn't ask. He just healed me and left. End of story." I said. Technically I wasn't lying, just leaving out some details.
I looked back at the two of them and thought for a second. "There's something missing." I tapped my chin in thought. "Ah ha!"
I looked in my bag and found what I was looking for. "For you."
I threw them each a new black leather jacket to replace their old ones.
"Holy mother a pizza, yaasss!" Olivia cheered, shrugging it on immediately.
"This is awesome, and designer. How the hell did you get this?" Maria asked, zipping hers up.
I shrugged. "I guess being a hunter has its perks, like being able to shoplift from designer stores without being caught. It's the little things you have to enjoy. Plus you get to stab things."
Before the girls could say anything else, there was a knock at the door. I smiled and went to unlock it, but stopped and turned around.
"You guys are lucky I love you."
OKAY SO I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO CHECK FOR ERRORS. I APOLOGIZE.
