AN: Here is the fifth chapter. To anyone who reads our story, I know the updates are sporadic, but in my defense, I am a college student who gets very little sleep. As always, Ron does dialogue, because she rocks at it. We own nothing of the Supernatural world, we just play with it.
Celeste glided through her house as if her feet didn't even touch the ground. For years she had been bitter about her falling out with her coven. She was their leader, their better, and they dare throw her out because her daughter had disappeared before she could be sacrificed for the god of her mother's people. Ungrateful child! But that very morning, with the help of some herbs, a small animal sacrifice, and a scrying bowl, Celeste had forced a vision showing her daughter's return to her arms very soon. Right as she was wallowing in her smugness, the rumbling engine of an old truck disturbed her thoughts. The same truck that was featured in her vision. The grin that stretched her pale face was truly terrifying to anyone looking on.
Jacob and Brianna rolled up to the house that Brianna vaguely recalled from her memories just as the truck ran out of gas. Jacob called that lucky, Brianna called it a sign. Her faith in her mother's goodness worried Jacob in a way that he couldn't explain. His spidey senses were tingling; even more so since he had time to feed. But the last thing either of them needed was an argument. Food was running low, the money was nearly gone, and they needed Brianna's mother for the moment. He steered into the driveway, and put the truck in park, then turned towards Brianna.
"You ok?" He asked staring at her nervous face then down to her wringing hands.
"Yeah…just fine…I think I'm going to be sick." She said quickly turning a slight green color.
"It'll be fine. Trust me." He said grabbing her hands and stopping their endless circle motion.
"I don't know Jacob…it's been so long. She would never stand to see my hair this short…" She trailed off twirling the three to four inch piece of hair that was by her face.
"She's your mom. She has to love you. No matter what." Jacob said biting his tongue hoping his lie didn't show through.
"You're right. Let's do this before I back out." She in a confident voice.
Finally feeling better about the situation, Brianna climbed out of the truck and slammed the door a little harder than she intended. She guessed the nerves haven't left completely. As she slowly walked to the house, Jacob trailing behind, the front door swung open and a woman walked out. She looked much older than Brianna remembered, probably the worry for her daughter aged her, and she was wearing a faded pink house coat. Celeste and Brianna ran towards each other, glad to see one another, for vastly different reasons.
"My precious baby girl!" The woman cried pulling her daughter into a hug. Bria kept quiet and tried to hide the tears that overcame her. "You came back to me! Thank God!" She cried causing some women to look out their windows. Neither of the two teens saw the sinister smiles creep onto their faces. Brianna looked back at Jacob and beckoned him closer.
Brianna and Jacob followed Celeste into the house. Celeste left the kids in the living room, and went into the kitchen to make them tea and "collect herself". Once in the kitchen, Celeste started to hum. She filled the kettle with water and set it on the stove, then gathered three mugs from the highest cabinets. She placed a lemon tea bag in each mug, just in time, as the kettle started to whistle. After pouring the hot water into the mugs, Celeste reached into another cabinet and found a bottle of sleeping powder. She carefully shook equal amounts into two of the mugs. Still humming, Celeste wondered back into the living room and served the tea with a wavering smile that convinced even the biggest cynic that she was a heart broken mother whose dreams had just come true. She kept smiling as Brianna's eyes drooped closed and Jacob dropped his tea on her nice white carpet. She tsked. He would pay for that later.
Brianna woke with the worst headache in her life. She was in a dark room, and as she felt around and felt bars around her, she knew she was in a cage. A few inches away, Jacob was groaning himself awake. As soon as he grasped where he was, he knew his instincts were right as soon as he arrived. This was a bad place, and he knew things were gunna get worse.
"Glad you two are finally awake. Maybe I put a bit too much sleeping powder in your tea." Celeste's voice came from the shadows.
"Why are we in here?" Brianna asked sitting up and checking on Jacob to make sure he was fine.
"Well, Brianna, you are special. Your father was an angel. Very hard to come by might I add. We had a little fling, that may or may not have been planned, and I had you after he left me. You see, my coven doesn't want to grow old. With your blood we'll live forever. Your sacrifice helps the masses." Celeste added at her daughter's disgusted look.
"You killed the babysitter, didn't you? That's why they were congratulating you." Brianna said with realization.
"Darling, I did what I had to do to fulfill the prophesy. You, my darling, are a one of a kind ingredient." Celeste said pulling something out of her pocket. as Brianna started to cry slightly feeling like her heart was shredded. "Don't cry you puny little girl. You should be stronger than this!" Celeste shouted slightly.
"Leave her alone! She didn't do anything but love you!" Jacob shouted through the bars.
Celeste crouched down next to the cage and pointing the thing she pulled out of her pocket at Jacob.
"You know, Johnny."
"Jacob."
"Whatever. It's nice of you to have a spine for her. Just one problem I have with you. You destroyed my clean carpet and I have to say I'm not too pleased with that." Celeste said pushing the button setting free the electrical tentacles of the tazer she held.
All alone in the dark after Celeste left, Brianna can't stop crying. Jacob holds her close and prays to the God he doesn't quite believe in that everything would be ok.