Hi I'm back! I'm feeling evil today MWHAHAHA!
But i'll be nice enough to spare you from the heel of my high heel boots.
Special thanks to Animelover20003 for reviwing to the story Thanks!
Disclaimer:
Dean: I wanna do it!
Me: No you insulted me in a dream*Looks at Cass&Sam frantically*
Cass&Sam: Don't even we already have
Dean: Come on Pleasssssssssse
Me: Nope
Dean: Unfair! Just let me!
Me: Reinforcements!
Bobby: Fine, The 'Awesome' Nikki does not own Supernatural or any of the characters. She only owns the plot and extras so DON'T steal!
Here ya go
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Chapter 6: Things get better
Previously-
I walked to the cabinet fully prepared to do what I wanted. I opened the cabinet and spotted what I wanted the razors. I lowered my self on the edge of the tub after smashing the plastic and snatching one of the razors I lifted my shirt reviling my pale flat stomach and made the first incision.
Present-
After the first I realized something that one cut. Just one deep or shallow could make you smile in a Grimm situation. Then after I was done cutting I went to the mirror to admire my handi-work. I had cut about four different times and as I looked at them and the blood flowing like tears would. Then as I looked at the blood the color crimson came to mind. This color always meant pain to me but today it meant relief.
I bandaged them well but not so bulky so they were barley noticeable. Then I cleaned up the blood on the floor and bath tub. Shoving the bloody razor in my pocket disposing the plastic and other razors.
I walked back to the room digging through my bag to find my IPod and after finding it popping the earbuds in and flopping on one of the beds started relaxing. Then after a few minutes of that the door opened and every one came in. Sam came in reading a new book Dean looked bored out of his mind and John looked a little rough.
Sam flopped on the other bed while Dean sat on the couch turning on the TV to surf channels. John went to the bathroom and my fear level spiked a little but he came out a few minutes later changed out of his Fed-Threads and said gruffly "Be back in three hours." With that he left us.
So in Winchester time as I call it three hours mean about a day so. Yaaa! Quality time with Sam and Dean. Fun times *Wink,Wink* Yaa!
I layed on the bed for a little bit bit before getting bored myself and decided have some fun. Wink, wink.
I walked over to the couch Dean was sitting on and layed down on the other side putting my feet on his lap.
Dean saw what I was getting at and turned his head smiling at me. He painfully slow unlaced and took off my boots. Then unexpectedly grabbed my ankle then yanked my over so I was basically sitting on his lap. I gasped silently still remembering that Sam was in the room and because of the sharp wonderful pain.
I decided I was going to be teasing. So I leaned foreword licked his bottom lip and hopped off his lap and walked to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Not out of vanity but curiosity.
As I was looking Dean sneaked up behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist.
At that I grunted because of the cuts I made. Then Deans face turned to one of confusion.
He reached up to my stomach and felt gently. His face looked angry as the pieces clicked together.
He kicked the door shut and came over to me and said "Shirt, lift it up." I got nervous and said "Dean, Babe, please don't-" He made me stop by coming over and kneeling in front of me and gently lifting my shirt to revile my bandaged stomach.
"Damn it, Angel, WHY!" He growled at me angrily
Holding back tears I said "I'm a freak, Thanks for asking."
"No you aren't" Dean said gruffly. Then he came over at my still lifted up shirt and gently removing the bandages he grimaced at the angry red cuts.
Then Dean cleaned them and stitched one of them up and bandaged them better than I did.
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After we left the bathroom it was about five thirty, six o'clock.
When we walked out we saw Sam on the bed still but he was holding a leather covered book.
It was John's journal. "Well, Shit." I said loudly.
Dean walked over and snatched the journal out of Sam's hands.
But Sam said matter-of-factually "I 've already read it twice. So I know what you guys hunt. And I know what got Angel."
We chewed him out for a little while and swearing him to secrecy until he was thirteen so he was old enough to learn how to shoot and use weapons.
Then Dean said "Hey guys can I tell you something?" I nodded to tell him to continue "So you know how Dad is against going to New York? Well I managed to convince him to let us go after this case for one week!"
Sam and I cheered at this news excited at the fact we finally managed to break John at this decision.
I thought of some fun,fun things Dean and I could sneak off to while Sam and John were asleep.
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New York, New York!
I just watched the episode in season ten so I thought how much fun it would be to right so yaa!
As usual,
Peace out: Nikki Ozera-Winchester
P.S. Hope you liked it!