Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the characters of Dean and Sam (pouts). I do own the character of Aidan though.
As promised we made our way to the cemetery once it turned dark. The new cemetery was located in a deserted part of town. We looked at about hundred or so headstones.
"Shouldn't be to hard to find her." I said looking around with a shovel in one hand and gas in the other.
"Let's split and look." Dean suggested moving forward. I went to the left while Sam went to the right. I moved my flashlight to catch the name of each headstone that I walked by. I noticed they were all simple, just the name and the year of birth and death.
"Over here!" Sam yelled from across the graveyard. Dean and I met up with Sam. He was standing in front of a small head stone with "Missy Keller 1963-1978" engraved into it.
"Let's get digging." I said being the first to break ground.
It took about an hour and a half to dig up the gravesite. I was always the one that ended up in the gravesite and did the final digging.
"So remind me again why I'm the one that has to do the final digging." I complained leaning against my shovel and wiping some sweat of my brow.
"Because you're the easiest to pull out. Finish up." Dean replied watching me dig.
"Of course." I mumbled continuing to dig until I hit something hollow. "I got her." I threw my shovel of to the side and started to brush the dirt of the wooden coffin. Once most of the dirt was off, I pried open the coffin with my shovel. I looked at the pile of bones that lied there. I tossed my shovel up to Sam who caught it effortlessly. He then tossed me down the salt and gas. I tossed both items back up. Dean and Sam both grabbed an arm and pulled me out of the grave. Dean lit the match on threw it on the bones while I brushed the extra dirt off me. Once we were sure the bones were torched we started to throw dirt back into the open grave.
"Well I guess that's it." Sam stated pounding in the last of the dirt. We walked back to the Impala and dumped our shovels and whatever else into the trunk.
We didn't do much of anything for the next couple of days. There wasn't much to do expect wait.
"So who is going to stay with Jenna for the night?" I asked when I came out of the shower. Today was the day.
"Sam and I talked while you were showering and we volunteered you." Dean said between bites of his burger.
"You talked about it without me." I tossed my towel back into the bathroom. "Sam should go. Jenna likes him best anyways."
"Shut up. Besides she will probably be most comfortable with you for the night since you're a girl." Sam retorted. I gritted my teeth as a walked over to the table where Dean was sitting.
"We could have voted or something." I grumbled stealing a handful of Dean's fries.
"Fine you want a vote? All in favor of Aidan staying with Jenna for the night, raise your hand." Both Sam and Dean shot their hands in the air. I glared at Dean. "Two out of three, you lose." Dean grinned in satisfaction as he finished his burger. I huffed in exasperation.
I got to Jenna's around 3:30. I knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.
"I figured they send you." Jenna said once she answered. There was a hint of disappoint in her voice. She so wanted Sam to come.
"They thought you would be the most comfortable with me." Jenna invited me in. "So have you heard anymore voices or anything like that?" I asked sitting on the couch.
"No everything stopped after you left the other day." Jenna replied sitting in the rocker she sat in the other day.
"It's better to be safe then sorry." Jenna nodded in agreement. We sat in silence for a while. "So I brought some snacks and stuff." I motioned to my bag. I started to pull out pop and chips and other junk food.
"Sweet. I haven't had some of this stuff in ages. I usually buy what we need when I go shopping. Don't always have the extra money for stuff like this." Jenna looked at the pile of goodies.
"Help yourself." I laughed when she dug into the bag of Doritos.
Jenna and I fell quickly into a comfortable conversation. It was great to be able to talk girl talk with someone and not have the no click flick moment line thrown into your face.
"So how is it to be the little sister?" Jenna asked as she painted my toenails. I thought about that question for a moment.
"Depends on the day you ask me." I chuckled. "Dean and Sam, they're great they really are but sometimes they can be so annoying."
"How so?"
"I can't talk to a boy without one of them hovering over me. They always have to know exactly where I am and how long I might be gone." I said shoving some chips into my mouth.
"Sounds annoying." Jenna stated finishing up my toes. I wiggled them while looking at the teal color she painted on them.
"It can be but sometimes it comes in handy, like when a guys starts to get to touchy feely." I thought about that night at the bar.
"So are you the only girl?" Jenna asked leaning back against the couch.
"Yup. Try growing up with all boys." I thought about my childhood. I always got Dean and Sam's hand me down toys and clothes.
"Must have been difficult."
"I guess. I never knew any different until I started to go through puberty. That was pretty hard. I remember when I got my first period at 13. I locked myself in my room for a week because I was too embarrassed to come out and talk about it."
"It's tough going through that alone." Jenna looked like she was lost in thought.
"Tell me about it." Silence fell upon the room again.
"Your brothers are really hot." I laughed at Jenna's random outburst.
"You and every other girl we have come across think that." I said still laughing. Jenna just shrugged her shoulders finishing her soda.
"Can you blame me?" I rolled my eyes at her in amusement. My cell phone began to ring from my pocket. I pulled it out and saw it was Dean.
"What do you want?" I answered.
"A proper hello would be nice." I scoffed at the suggestion. "I was just calling to see how everything was going."
"Other then the fact that I am going to have one hell of a stomach ache in the morning, everything is fine." I looked at all the half eaten goodies on the floor.
"Nothing weird going on?" Dean asked in disbelief. It was almost as though as he didn't believe me.
"Nope only this cold wind that keeps blowing by, all the voices, the lights keep going on and off and the weird pale lady standing the corner." I said sarcastically.
"Your hilarious." Dean replied dryly. I grinned at his tone. "You know you're lucky to have a big brother that cares about your well being."
"Whatever you say."
"Just keep me posted." My goodbye was the dial tone.
"A proper goodbye would be nice." I said with a mock tone shutting my cell. I saw Jenna looking at me oddly. I leaned forward a bit.
"You really want to know how it's like being the only girl plus the little sister?" Jenna nodded her head excitedly.
"They think because I'm the youngest they can pawn off all the jobs they don't want do on me. They make me wash their clothes because and I quote, I'm a girl and I know how to do that kind of stuff. They mock me when I'm PMSing. They pick on me because I scare at the little things like bugs and birds and just pick on me in general. Personally I'm sick and tired of always having to deal with dirty bathrooms and excessive bodily functions. They can't seem to remember to ever put the toilet seat down, especially in the middle of the night. I always have to clean up after there mess and they use up all the hot water." I ranted. It felt good to get that off my chest. They were all things I have complained about before to Dean and Sam but my complaints fell on deaf ears. They would usually push me aside and tell me to stop bitching. I would then stomp my foot and let out a frustrated scream and storm out of the room. It was good to have a pattern.
"Wow, that is all I can say." Jenna said clearly entertained by my rant. "But you're lucky."
"So I have been told."
The night went smoothly. Jenna and I stayed up all night talking about everything. She told me about how it was at school and how it was like basically raising yourself. I talked about traveling and all the different hunts that I have been on. I told her how our journey started and how much it killed me not being able to find dad. We gave each other advice and even cried on each other shoulders. I was surprised when I saw the sun begin to rise.
"It's morning already?" Jenna inquired looking out her window then down to her watch.
"Look like we made it through the night." I got off the couch and stretched.
"Thanks for everything." Jenna stood up with me.
"I had a good time last night. I'm glad I was voted to do this." Jenna gave me a confused look. "Here is my cell phone number. Call me if you need anything or just want to talk. It was good to finally have a girl to talk with." Jenna took my number with a smile.
"I will be using this." She held up the piece of paper.
"You better." I gave her a tight hug before leaving. I enjoyed the short walk back to the motel room. I opened the door quietly just in case they were still sleeping. I walked into the room to see all the lights were on. I looked at my watch to see it was only 6 and both beds were empty. Neither Dean nor Sam was up this early anymore. I closed the door shut behind me.
"Yo! Anyone here?" I called out. It would be just like Dean and Sam to go to breakfast without me. I sat down on the bed pulling off my sneakers.
"Everything go alright last night?" Dean asked coming out of the bathroom. He had just gotten out of the shower.
"Fine. What time did you get up this morning?" I sat back in the bed. Dean shrugged while playing with his hair in the mirror.
"I didn't really sleep last night. Sam just got up a little while ago. He went out to get coffee and breakfast."
"All that worrying is going to give you wrinkles." I joked pulling the covers over my legs.
Dean snapped his head toward me. "No one said I was worrying about you."
"Whatever you say worry wart." Before Dean could argue Sam entered with coffee and doughnuts. "Oh hand me a coffee and some doughnuts please." I held out my hands to Sam.
"Get it yourself." He put down the bag and coffee on the table, which was on the opposite end of the room.
I frowned looking at both my brothers. "I just pulled an all niter while making sure a young girl stayed safe. I'm exhausted and all I want is a breakfast." Dean walked over to the table and picked up a coffee and two doughnuts from the bag and delivered them to me. "Thanks big brother." Dean sat back down at the table with Sam. I was content with drinking my coffee and eating my doughnuts until I felt something sticky hit me in the side of the face.
"Back to reality." I mumbled. "Dean! Knock it off!" I threw the piece of chewed doughnut back at him.
"Dean! Knock it off!" He mocked me.
"That's it!" I jumped onto of the bed and jumped over to the next bed.
"You're going to break the beds jumping on them like that!" Sam scolded. I ignored him and started to pelt them with pieces of doughnuts. They pelted me back. Dean ran over to me and threw me over his shoulder. Sam opened the front door.
"Don't do it! It's cold out there." Dean ignored me and gently tossed me to the ground.
"Stay warm." Sam said. The door was slammed in my face before I had the chance to catch it. I heard the click of the lock. I pounded on the door.
"Guys come on! This isn't funny!" I continued to slam on the door. I could hear their laughter through the thick wood. I patted my pockets to see if I had anything to pick the lock. Always being prepared I had my lock pick in my front pocket. I picked open the lock and walked back into the motel room. "You better have not drunk my coffee."
A/N: All right so I am selfish and wanted more reviews so I decided to post another chapter. This was really easy to write because it was so light. Next Chapter: I really want to deal with the Faith episode. I know I already did the Route 666 episode, which is way after Faith, but since this is my story I'm going to jumble up the episodes a little haha. Review!