Note - I don't own supernatural or any of the songs that are in his fan fiction. I only own Emily. This is up on wattpad as well as . Sorry for the delay, but you can half blame my friend Niamh as she was supposed to write something for this chapter but never did it until a few days ago. Love you Niamh. I am sorry for the long chapter. You may get bored with it. It's so long because I haven't wrote anything in a while and just want to write the whole getting to Bobby's, going to her first day of school and her first therapy session in one chapter. In addition, there is a certain scene in this that some people may like and some may not. M/F Here We Go…
Chapter 5
Emily P.O.V
I feel hands on me, this isn't normal. Slowly I open my eyes only to see brown eyes and a creepy smile. It takes me a few seconds to realise who the haunting eyes belong to. It is him, It's Mark. I start to scream. His hands tighten around my shoulders and he starts to shake me. "Wake Up," a voice says but it's not his "Emily, wake up"
I wake with a start to see Dean standing beside my bed. "Erm… are you okay?" he asks, his voice laced with worry. "Yeah, yeah I'm grand. You know it was just a nightmare." I glance at the clock sitting beside my bed 11.36. "No" I sigh, "Too early, need sleep." "No, get up. We need to take you shopping for school supplies," he tells me. "But its half eleven." "Don't care, Bobby said you have to unpack you room as well." "Fuck this." I tell him as I roll over to go back to sleep, only to roll straight off the bed. (Smooth) "Right, Right I'm up… let's go shopping" Dean moans and shoos Sam and Castiel out of the room till I get dressed. I grab my bag and walk into the bathroom to give myself a quick wash, brush my teeth and figure out something to do with my annoyingly long hair. I walk out of the bathroom in a well-worn 'The Killers' top and a pair of tightfitting jeans. I walk to the motel office to find the guys, hitching my backpack up onto my back. Castiel looks upset, Dean looks annoyed and Sam looks tired. The owner is chatting away with Dean and as I walk in, he stops to look at me and smile. I feel uncomfortable under his stare. "Why Emily, we meet again" he closed his eyes and slowly opens they again to reveal the true black colour. (Fuck!) The demon comes towards me only to be held off by Castiel reaching to put his hand on the demon's head, in the last second before Castiel's hand reached the his head there was a scream with black smoke ejecting the body of the motel owner. I look around to the boys "it's far too early for this shite." I told them as I walk away to find Dean's car. "Emily are you okay?" Dean calls after me jogging to catch up to me. (No, I'm not okay. Hello a demon nearly attacked me and I think it was Mark.) "Yeah I'm fine you know, just another thing to tell the therapist." "Are you sure?" (Is he an idiot?) "Yes, I'm starving. Can we go eat before we go shopping?" "Yeah, sure." Dean walks over to an awesome ass black car, a 1967 Chevrolet Impala to be precise. "I-is this your care?" "Yup, my baby." "OH MY GOD SHOUTGUN" I yell so Angel Boy and Bigfoot know. Climbing into the car, the first thing I notice is the old tape player. "Really grandpa, it's the 21st century." "Come on now Emily, my baby is a classic." "Maybe I'm not the only one who needs therapy… 'Hello my name is Dean Winchester and I am overly attached to my car, I call it Baby'… Oh my god, we can make it a TV show." From the smile he is giving me I know he is not pissed at me for making fun of him and his car.
We stop at a diner to eat. When we are done there, Dean drives the four of us to a shopping centre (A mall? I don't know) "Emily I need to make you a fake ID" Dean tells me. "What name do you want-" "HERMIONE" I yell cutting him off. "Okayy, Hermione what?" "Weasley" I hear Sam trying to hold back a laugh behind me. "Oh! So you're one of those nerds like Sammy here?!" I look to Sam grinning, he smiles shyly at me. "Also no. people will know it's a fake name!" Turning back to Dean I say "Too bad." (I really wanted that name.) "What about Roberts." "Yeah okay, we just need to get a few pictures of you." (I really hate getting pictures taken.) "Yeah, okay." We arrive at the mall, it was nothing like I ever imagined, It looked massive on the outside and it is probably bigger on the inside. Okay what all do I need? Do I even want to go to school? It doesn't matter what I want anymore. I hate this, my life goes from somewhat normal (somewhat meaning I was stalked) to all messed up and living with my uncle. (God, I don't need therapy. I need a fucking TV show)
As I follow Sam into a store that sells school supplies, Castiel comes over to me, Dean is nowhere to be seen. "Emily can I ask you something?" he says, with Sam over at the other side of the store. "Yeah, is something the matter?" I ask him. "Last night, when Dean and I got 'drunk', we kind of kissed. Well he kissed me and I did kiss him back. I enjoyed it as I do like him and I thought he liked me, but this morning he didn't even look at me. Did I do something to upset him?" his eyes were beginning to water, "No, Cas sweetie, you did nothing wrong, Dean is just an asshole who needs to realise that you like him and that he has feelings for you as well. I'll talk to him." Castiel hugs me smiling and says, "Thanks, now let's get you ready for school." "Hey Cas?" "Hello Emily." He says fighting back a laugh, I ask, "What's the other angels like? Will I get to meet any of them?" "Two of my siblings are in your year of school, Gabriel and Anna and I'm sure Michael would like to meet you when you get settled." "why would he want to meet me, and what are they like?" I ask him as I pick up a pencil-case. "He wants to meet you as he wants to protect you from Mark and Crowley. And my brothers and sisters are angels there is not much to them, they each have different views on human lives and they each like different things." He tells me handing me a pencil and pen set. Big foot comes to join us, holding a note pad and a folder with Harry Potter on them. "Thought you might like this" he says handing them over to me. "Big foot you are awesome." I tell him giving him a hug, when I pull back, he has a huge dopey grin on his face. After I pay I tell them I need to get a few personal things but of course they insist that they come with me, as I walk to the chemist I notice a Starbucks right next door. "Hey will you both go get me a coffee?" I ask them handing over $10. "Yeah sure, but we will be back in five minutes. Don't go wondering off." Sam tells me. I smile back at him and walk into the shop. While there, I get new makeup, hair stuff, shampoo, bodywash and female products. (the reason why I didn't want two boys coming into the shop with me.) Dean comes in to the shop asking me very angrily "Why are you in here on your own? Where are Sam and Cas?" "Calm down, if anyone should be angry it should be Castiel, asshole. And they are next door getting me coffee like I asked so I could get a few personal things." I tell him. "Wait, why should Castiel be angry?" "I don't know Dean, think back to last night, when you two kissed, and then this morning you totally ignored him. That's a bitch move Dean." "Wait, he talked to you about that?" "Of course he did, he can't exactly talk to Sam about it can he?" speak of the devil Sam followed by Castiel walks in and hands over my coffee. "what do you need to get now?" "that's it, I just want to go to Bobby's now, if that's okay." I tell him. "right lets go." Deans says, sounding pissed off.
When we arrive at Bobby's he pulls me into a hug. "Girl, it is so good to have you home safe. Sammy show her to her room. Dinner is almost ready." Looking at my phone, I see that it is almost 7pm. As we walk up the stairs, images of my childhood play in front of my eyes, me being chased around the house by two older boys when I was 5, me falling and the youngest of the two running over to help me, only to be told off by the oldest for hurting me. He didn't know that the younger boy was trying to help me.
Walking into the room, I see all of my boxes. "Emily, do you need help unpacking?" "Yeah but let's leave it till tomorrow." The room is not too big, but it's big enough. There is a double bed in the middle of the room. A chest of drawers on the left side of the room sitting beside a wardrobe, that looks like if you step inside of it you could find Narnia. The other side of the room there is a simple desk with a lamp sitting on it. It's simple but I love it. Bobby calls us down for dinner. I walk down stairs and into the old dusty study. (Oh god OCD kicking in.) The house is not as I remember it. The house needs a good clean and I will end up doing that tomorrow. As we eat, the guys are talking about some ghost problem down in Virginia. "Do you think it'd be all right to leave her with you for a few weeks?" "Bobby, it will be grand, go if you have to, Dean and Sam will be able to handle me. Plus it's not like I have friends here." "You sure?" I nod. "Okay, I'm not leaving till Sunday evening" "Good then we can go to mass." I say smiling, not taking no for an answer. After dinner I bid everyone good night and walk up to bed to see Dean sitting on bed with Castiel warped in his arms. (Aww thank god those two made it up.)
Deans P.O.V.
After my talk with Emily, I was pissed. I didn't understand how she could have been angry with me. I'm Dean Winchester I like girls not guys. Castiel did have an effect on me though. When I saw him I felt happy, I even felt safe. We share something I knew that from the day we met. However, I didn't expect how powerful my feelings were for him. I knew I wanted him, but I was scared of being rejected. Castiel is an angel of the lord. Why would he want me? Last night when I kissed him, it felt… right. For the first time in ages I felt good about myself, but then I freaked, I was kissing another dude. I do not kiss other dudes. There is nothing wrong with dudes kissing dudes, but it was me kissing Cas, the guy I thought I loved like a brother, turns out I love him as something else. When we were done with dinner, I pulled him up to my room so I could talk to him. I told him everything. About how I feel happy when I'm with him, how I want to spend all of my time with him and how I love him more than a bother. He didn't say anything and I was really starting to get worried. He pulled my face onto his and kissed me. we have sat like this for more than an hour. It feels right. "So does this mean you are my boyfriend?" he asks me. "I guess it does, Boyfriend." I have never been happier.
Sam's P.O.V
"Sammy go get that girl out of her room, its one o'clock and she is still in bed," Bobby tells me. It's weird having a girl living her, for so long it has only been Bobby, my brother and me. What is also weird is that Emily has grown from a chubby 6 year old into a smoking hot 16 year old even with the scars, she is very pretty. Thinking about how good looking she is takes me back to my erm… dream last night and at the moment having to go into Emily's room I don't what to think about it. However, I can't stop, I can still picture her wrap in my arm, both of us naked, not doing anything, but sitting there holding each other. Then it starts to escalate quickly, Emily straddled me, her dark blue eyes staring deep into mine, as both of us were naked, her hands hovering down my arms, not touching them exactly, but just enough to send a shiver of anticipation down my spine.
My hands slowly came up to meet her face as she sank into my mouth. My mouth opened, and I could feel her tongue slid over mine. My hands moved through her hair, where they stopped at the back of her head, gathering her hair in my hands. I pulled her face further into mine, and she became more passionate. Emily grinded on my lap, and I could feel her lips turn into a grin when she felt my erection push against her. One of her hands moved from my hips to my stomach. She trailed her fingers along my lower stomach, and our lips broke apart as she leant back on my legs to wrap her hand around my penis. Our eyes met as she started pumping me, and I groaned out in pleasure, closing my eyes. My hands grazed her breasts as I moved them over her body, and Emily quivered, before her hand gained speed. My eyes slowly opened, a grin on my face, as I began to massage her breasts. She whimpered as I pushed myself forward, where I brought my mouth to her nipple. I traced around it with my tongue, as she rubbed the tip of my penis with her thumb. I could feel my penis throbbing, and I gently nipped Emily's breast with my teeth. She made a very loud happy groan, and I came, just as she brought her mouth down to my penis and licked the tip.
The dream ended as I woke with a jump when Dean shouted, 'Gross!', pushing himself away from my bed. He had been trying to wake me, and pulled back my cover to unveil my erection. Needless to say, I'd rather forget that moment….
After my erm… quick detour to the bathroom to sort myself out, I was standing outside Emily's bedroom door. I knocked on it calling her name. "Enter Mr Potter", her voice called from within side of the room. Hesitantly I opened the door only to find her jumping on the bed. "Hello there, Bigfoot." She calls to me between jumps. "How long have you been awake?" I asked her. "Oh Bigfoot." She says mystery lacing her voice, "Who says I've been asleep?" "Wait what?" "I said who said I was asleep? Now be a dear and put this poster above my bed," she says with the sleep-deprived smile lighting up her eyes.
(God, I really do fancy her)
I climb up on to her bed to attach the Gryffindor to the roof, before we hear Bobby shouting up to us to get down for lunch.
As I climbed off her bed, she jumped twice and just as my feet landed on the ground, she jumped on my back, warping her legs around my waist and arms around my neck. "Too coffee!" she shouts while giving me a nudge with her foot as if I was a horse. "Fuck it." I say laughing as I carry her down the stairs. When I walk into the kitchen with her on my back, I gain a look from Bobby. "Poor Uncle Bobby." She whispers in my ear, I hope she didn't feel the shiver going down my spine. "He looks so fucking confused." I carefully pull out a chair for her to climb off my back on. As she is doing that Dean walk in, "Sammy, you give her a piggyback and not your own brother." He whines, trying to act upset before bursting into laugher. "Not my fault she jumped me and had a death lock hold on he, jerk." I tell him. Emily is already at the tabled drinking the coffee Bobby put in front of her.
Emily's P.O.V
"Wanna know what is good?" I ask the boys (men) in the kitchen, "Coffee, coffee is very good. I mean it is sooo good, it makes me feel so happy. Like nothing can bother me. Like everything in the world is right and nothing is wrong." They look at me in shock. "Emily, sweetheart, what are you on?" Bobby asks. "Bobby, I think she is a tad bit sleep-deprived." Sam tells Bobby chuckling to himself. Just then Castiel walked in a planted a sleepy kiss on Dean's lips. "OMG, YOU GUYS ARE SOOOO CUTE." I shout at them. Dean blushes and Castiel comes over to hug me. "Thank you, you did this." He says as he gives me a peck on the cheek.
Bobby clears he throat, as Dean looks like he wants to kill something. "It looks like we missed mass. You know with you sleeping in girl." Bobby says, all matter of factly. "Didn't sleep." I muttered before Castiel butted in say that a mass was starting at 7pm.
After I finish unpacking all my boxes with the help of Bigfoot (Help being him sitting on my bed) the natural light is leaving the sky. Sam lays down on my bed, "More questions" he tells me while shifting to lie on his side. Sighing I lay down beside him. "You know we have to get ready in an hour?" "Yup, but that doesn't mean I don't have more questions."
"Right, Fine, Go!" I encourage him.
Smirking he asks "How come you didn't sleep last night?"
"Nightmares."
"Oh right."
"Sammy, do you wanna know where I wanna go?" I ask him straying off the topic of the dream.
"Sure, where? If it's not too far I'm sure Dean will drive you."
"To the beach."
"Erm… Why?"
"Do you not remember when we were younger? Bobby took the four of us to the beach. I haven't been to the beach since I was 10. Before everything went to shit."
"I didn't think you would want to go back. You know after what happened when…"
"NOPE NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT."
"Is that the reason you stopped coming here when you were 12?"
"Erm, no. I was part of it you know, too many memories haunting these walls."
"So what was the other part?" he asked. (Oh god, should I tell him I used to fancy him? Fuuuuuuck!)
"Well, okay" I say looking away from him. "I used to have a bit of…"
"Emily, Go get ready for this blasted mass you are making us go to. And Sam come down here and help Dean and me pack up my truck. I'm leaving straight after this mass." Save by the Bobby.
*before the mass*
I'm in one of my best outfits, after what happened when I was ten and recently with Crowley, plus the fact that I'm friends with an actual angel, I have become a tad bit more involved with going to mass. (Yeah, I'm weird.) it was freezing outside of the chapel, I look over to Bobby who is wearing his FBI suit (I think that may be the only one he owns.) Castiel is in his usual suit with the blue tie and trench coat. Dean (who is holding Castiel's hand no really caring what people think) is dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a shirt, much like Sam is, (whose hasn't dropped the topic of why I didn't come back to Bobby's when I was twelve.)
"Right. Let's get this over with." Bobby says taking a swig of his flask.
*After mass*
"Why did you drag us there?" Dean asked as soon as we got out of the chapel doors. "I wanted to go and I'm not allowed to go anywhere on my own anymore. Plus Bobby is going on a hunt so I wanted to pray for him and make sure he is safe."
"Speaking of the hunt I've got to be off now." Bobby tells us leaning down to give me a hug. "Your therapy starts at 5 and school starts at 8 put Sam should have already told you that. Well the school bit." "I'm not going to school tomorrow. I don't see the point in going, I've already done my exams back in Ireland." I told him, "Well you are going. It's what your parents want and I'm making you go." He says getting into the car. "This therapist is an ex-hunter. I made sure you got him so you can talk to him about the whole kidnaped by demons thing. I will see ya'll in a few days, maybe weeks if I get another hunt. Bye" we watch him drive into the night before getting into the impala. When we get home I shower and go straight to bed. Falling asleep instantly.
*Next morning*
"Emily it's time to get up." I hear a voice cooing me from my deep sleep. "Cas", someone is shouting from down stairs. "Is she up yet?"
"Dean, I DON'T NEED TO BE BABBIED" I shouted back down stairs. Looking at my clock, I can see that it was twenty to eight. "Cas, could you please leave my room till I get ready?" I ask him while pushing him out the door and closing it. I have twenty minutes to get ready so here I'm running around my room like a mad man looking for something to wear. I pull on my Green Day t-shirt with my black skinny jeans and baby blue jacket. (Yes, my outfit doesn't match but I don't really care. Its only school!) Heading downstairs, I run straight into Bigfoot who is eating something while walking out to the car. I follow him and climb into the back of the impala bag in hand, Dean gets in a drives Sammy and I to school. A lot of thought run through my head, the first one is that I forgot to put on make-up, I'm wearing a t-shirt, that means not being able to take off my jacket due to my arms, and people are going to see the scars on my face. My hand shot up to my face and I let out a small whimper, out of the corner of my eye I saw Sam flinch.
Dean stops outside the high school entrance. "Right you two have fun today and stay out of trouble." He tells us as Sam slides out of the Impala. I sit where I am confused, "erm... Dean do I not need an adult to come in a sign forms for me to go here?" "Right let's get on with this."
*Sam P.O.V*
When I walk into homeroom, I see that Gabriel with his s signature lollypop hanging out of his mouth has saved me a seat already. "Hey moose how was Ireland?" "Hey Gabe, it was grand. Very cold though." I replied to him. "And the girl?" "She is terrified about coming here. It's sorta funny." The bell rings and our teacher Mrs. Henry walks into the rooms "Settle down class." Just than Emily walks into the room looking like a deer caught in the head lights. There was complete silence in the room, I quickly looked around the room, everyone was staring at her well not at her so to speak, but at her scars. Mrs. Henry was the first one to speak, (well of course, she is the teacher.) "can I help you dear?" she looks up big blue eyes shining in terror, "Yes, erm.. I think this might be my form class... I mean homeroom. Erm.. my name is Emily, Emily Wilson." She says in her thick Irish accent. A few of the girls in the room gasp. A jock who goes by the name of Stephen Matthews speaks up "As in Emily Wilson the girl who was kidnapped in November?" Poor Emily she looks around the room looking for the person who spoke when her eyes land on me. She just nods, after Mrs. Henry tells her to take a seat with sympathy lacing her voice. "There is a seat beside Gabriel Novak." She just nods and looks for Gabe, who stands up and starts waving his hands in the air and pointing to the empty seat beside him. As she walks towards us her eyes find mine, she smiles, looks down and slides into the seat beside Gabe. "Hey are you Novak as in Castiel?" "Ah yes the guy who never takes of the trench coat is my older brother." "So Emily what is your first class?" I ask her leaning over Gabriel's table. She pulls her time table from her jacket pocket, "erm.. Double English, so an hour of English, that's not too bad then I have double study and lunch. Wow, school here goes fast, two hours then lunch. This is so much better than the school system back home." That's when Mrs. Henry speaks up after hearing our conversation. "Oh honey no, classes here are an hour each, so its four hours till lunch." That's when Emily's head hit the table, the bell rings and we have to go to our first class of the day. She walks off towards the English building and that's all I see of her until lunch.
As I walk into the lunch hall, I see her sitting beside Gabriel's sister Anna and a few other people whose names escape me. At least she has made a few friends. When I walk over to her she looks up and smiles at me and puts her nose back into the book she is reading. I make idle converstion with Anne, she was saying something about her friend Ashley who liked me and in the corner of my eye I saw Emily pull a face, thinking it had something to do with her book I shrugged it off.
We finish school at four o'clock and Dean arrives to pick us up at half four with Castiel sitting in the front of the car his hair all "Sexed up" (Blocking out mental images of what those two were doing). I think Dean breaks most of the speed laws trying to make it to Emily's therapy session. For the next hour while Emily is with Doctor Sliver I have to listen to Dean and Cas flirt with each other.
*Emily's Point of View*
"Miss. Wilson? Doctor Sliver will see you now" Ah doctor sliver my new therapist. This shall be fun. I've been sitting in the doctor's office for the past ten minutes and the only thing I can think about is what Anna said to Sam a lunch. I know this Ashley girl she is in my History class (Which is quite interesting as I only know a bit of American history.) Anyway this Ashley girl is a fucking whore. I mean I've only talked to the girl once when she asked me for a pencil but from what Paula has me she is a whore, she is so not right for Sammy she has a new boyfriend every two weeks.
I get up and walk into the doctor's office. "Hi Emily my name is Doctor Sliver. How are you today?" "I'm okay, tired but okay. Mr Sliver can I just say something? if you turn out to be a cannibal like Hannibal please don't chew my bones, it horrible and uncalled for." He laughs. For the next hour we talk about everything from the kidnapping to my first day of school. At six I leave and go to the impala to see Sam hitting his head of the back seat window and Dean and Cas making out in the front of the car. We go home get food and I go to my room and study (so I tell them I really sat on my laptop skyping with the girls.) I told them everything, about the shite hole that is the school and I tell them about my crush on Sam. They laugh and told me not to be up to anything with the Winchester boys and the angel while my uncle is away. (Talk about good friends.)
Note—Okay there it is, if you have made it this far please tell me what you think. I hope you enjoy it and I'm sorry for leaving you with the long wait.
Katiexxx