AN: Here is the fourth chapter. There will be another time skip of three years. I will make it fairly obvious. My best Ron will be doing all dialogue and we own nothing of Supernatural. The only parts of this story that we own and don't rent are the fairly obvious OCs that we have concocted.
Brianna wanted to take Jacob to the hospital that day they were attacked, three years ago. He had insisted that she take them home and sneak them in. Jacob no longer trusted the man he had called his master for so many years, but he knew that he and Brianna were too young to survive by themselves with no money or supplies of any kind. They needed to learn more from their cruel captor, and gain the necessary means to run away safely, with a plan in mind this time. By the time they reached the cabin, Master was passed out drunk, so slipping in was easy. The hard part came later when Brianna had to hide her own wounds. Master was expecting Jacob to be hurt, but if she showed up with wounds, he would know she snuck out. Luckily, a plain long sleeved shirt under the rare turtleneck that he had bought her in colder weather and some well-placed chunks of hair covered all her battle wounds. Master seemed smug at Jacob's wounds, and also still slightly drunk. Brianna and Jacob felt relieved in their shared secret.
In the next three years, Brianna and Jacob planned. They planned how long they would absolutely need to stay for maximum preparedness. They skimmed money from the grocery money, about five dollars a week and they took training more seriously than they had ever before. Master was impressed, and took all the credit of their improving abilities. He began drinking more cheap alcohol in "celebration" and managed to never notice how Brianna would always sneak into Jacob's room at night. Some nights they would count money, or go over the plan yet again, but the best nights were when they would just talk. After three years they knew nearly everything about each other. Jacob had explained his detailed revenge plan, complete with his disposal of the body of Dean Winchester. Brianna had been worried about Jacob's sanity and that manic gleam in his eyes when he told her what he intended to do, but she understood his desire to avenge his mother.
She would do anything to get back to her mother, as she explained to Jacob about her very happy home life. Jacob was a bit concerned about some of the details that slipped out during her monologues on her saintly mother, but he knew that some things needed to be learned the hard way. She would hate him forever if he said one ill word against Celeste, and that she had to see her mother's obvious crazy qualities herself in an older light. Brianna and Jacob understood that they would find her mother first and then, assuming they could crash at her mom's place, hold up and find Dean Winchester. Plan B was to spring for a hotel room and do the research there. Jacob was a firm believer in Plan B.
Finally, on Jacob's sixteenth birthday, a symbolic message from the universe if Brianna allowed herself to think too hard on it, they made their great escape. The left right at dusk, when Master was at his most delusional, as he would've been drinking all day, and convince himself that the noises they made climbing out of the window they pried open for two whole weeks with a stolen butter knife, was simply the wind. Brianna was caring a small sack of their combined clothes, and Jacob had about eight hundred dollars hidden in a small pouch in his sock. They had a grocery sack of some basic food to last as long as possible without having to use the money too soon, including bread and cheese and peanut butter.
Jacob gave a sigh as the roots of trees and sharp thorns on bushes attacked his ankles. "So where exactly is the crazy lady's house?" Jacob said with a smile getting an angry look from Brianna.
"It's not far…I don't think." Brianna said pushing a branch out of the way only to get whacked in the face by another one. "God! Why are forests so evil?" She shouted then covered her mouth realizing what she had done.
"Quick. This way." Jacob said shifting directions and running away from where they had just stood.
"How do you dodge all this stuff?" Brianna whispered when they finally started to slow down.
"I'm just amazing like that." Jacob said with a smirk.
"Watch your head. It might explode." Brianna said pushing him into a tree.
"Yes my head exploding is gunna cause Master to find us but your 'magical power' of screaming at trees won't." Jacob said jumping over rocks to catch up to her.
"I will kick your ass if you keep insulting me." Brianna said dodging an incoming tree branch.
"I'd like to see you try." Jacob said with a superior tone.
Before he knew what was happening Brianna was on his back digging her fingers into a pressure point on his shoulder causing him to go on his knees. "Enough proof there?" Brianna said getting off of his back and walking backwards with a look of superiority on her face. Jacob rubbed the sore spot she had just attacked and ran to her side where he had planned to attack her but instead was clothes lined. When the stars faded from his vision Brianna was crouched on top of him laughing. "Rule one of imprisonment. Don't let your guard down. Enough playing around. I think it might be a good time to set up our first camp. She said getting off of him and helping him up.
"Yeah. We need to get a little sleep before we take off for real." Jacob said getting up and helping lay out the sleeping bags.
"Early start tomorrow. Not long to sleep got it?" Brianna said sliding into her sleeping bag easily falling into sleep. Jacob followed suit but sleep was near impossible for him. To many things that could go wrong while they slept.
Jacob was jarred awake from a dream about his mom from a loud noise coming from the bushes. He shook Brianna from sleep and shushed her with a finger to her lips. She was lucky it was too dark to see her blush, and she didn't say a word as they listened. The sound was actually farther off then they realized, and it sounded like a car engine. They feared that Master had started his search earlier then they had planned, until they heard unfamiliar voices coming closer and closer to their campsite. With a light in their faces and the people crashing through to their campsite, they prayed they wouldn't have to go back.
"Shit, it's just some stupid kids." A low voice said as the light faded and two men appeared from the glare.
"Where are your parent's munchkins?" the other guy questioned.
"Excuse me but I'm sixteen. You call yourself a munchkin you-" Brianna snapped getting out of her sleeping bag.
"We're on a camping trip. Couldn't sleep with all the campfire songs so we moved a little farther down the line to catch some z's." Jacob interrupted her insult.
"Two little love birds. How cute. You two need to go though. Lots of people have been found dead around here. Nasty thing it is." The first guy said.
Jacob knew he should have eaten before they ran. Something was causing his head to hurt. He couldn't quite see straight. He could smell them. The hunters. He knew what they were. They smelled like death. Like Dean Winchester had when he walked in on him killing his mother.
"Jacob?" Brianna's voice echoed in his ears and her hand on his shoulder stung. He pushes her off and searches for his bag of 'special food'.
"Shit. Kid's the Kitsune." One of the hunters said as Jacob fumbled for the bag.
"What?" Brianna said standing up between the hunters and Jacob.
"He's a monster girly. Probably was gunna make you dinner." The first hunter replied pushing her out of the way. Brianna twisted the knife out of the hunters hands and not sure what to do.
"No I'm not dinner. You might be though if you don't let us go." Brianna said with hate in her voice.
"You one too?" The other hunter asked.
"Nope. We're just trying to get out of here." She replied carefully watching both of the hunters. The hunters exchanged a look and both took a lunge at her. Training took over and she had the knife on one guys shoulder and the other was on the ground with a bloody nose. Jacob was behind the one that had the knife in his shoulder. His eyes looked like a fox. Brianna turned away and gathered her things ignoring the screaming that was going on behind her. She grabbed Jacob's bag and walked the way the hunters had come from. After a while she found the rust red colored truck that she assumed they came in. She found her way to the passenger's seat not trusting herself to drive. Jacob was in the driver's seat before she realized he was even walking to the truck. It was quiet for a long time.
"I'm…I'm sorry." Jacob mumbled staring at the wheel.
"It's fine." She said not looking up. "We should…we should probably go. Someone had to hear that screaming."
The rocking gate of the truck started to make Brianna very sleepy as the adrenaline from all the action of the day drained away, leaving her weak and shaky. She wasn't sure how to process all the new information she had learned, but her heavy eyelids soon forced her to realize that she would just have to deal with is in the morning.
Jacob saw Brianna's eyes droop closed, and breathed a sigh of relief. He stole some of his "special" food from Master's stores, and did not want to eat it in front of her. He did not think she would be so understanding of that. Jacob pulled the truck over and dug into his slightly stale frozen brain.