This is set in the summer, Sam is in high school so I guees he's 17 and Dean would be around 21, correct me of I'm wrong though!! Bobby has a daughter (my character) and John goes to spend the summer with Bobby and takes his boys.
Not totally sure where Bobby is meant to be living in south Dakota but I'll get my atlas out and look for somewhere later. My computer is't uploading speechmarks and having trouble uploading connecting chapters so bear with me guys. Also, I've named Bobby's deceased wife as Charlotte, thought it was a pretty name. Please r&r.
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Chapter Two.
Bobby let out a heavy sigh as he watched his precious and innocent daughter walk off arm in arm with Sam. It wasn't that he didn't like Sam, he loved him like an uncle would love his nephew, but Sam had the background that Bobby didn't want Darcy to have to know about.
Drugs and drinking and driving fast were small worries compared to Darcy knowing.
Every time he saw John and the boys, he would wonder, what if Darcy did find out the truth? What if she found out what had happened to her mother all those years ago? How would she look at her father after that? In his own eyes he was a killer, he didn't ever want to know how Darcy would see him.
Beautiful, feisty, innocent and loving Darcy. Free and youthful and so, so precious to him.
"Something up Bobby?" John asked him from under the trunk of a 1975 Chevrolet truck.
"Not really. Just Darcy." He didn't want to burden John with his feelings, or have John think that he was thinking baldy of his life and how he had chosen to raise his sons.
"Share it with me Bobby, you know I care for Darcy as much as you care for my boys." It was true, John had first met Darcy when she was four years old, and instantly loved this cute, cherubic little girl, who was all curls and dimples with extra sugar on top of her already sweet smiles.
"Well, after her what happened with Charlotte, and sending Darcy to be with her aunt, going to those lengths to make sure she never knew about the dark in this world, I keep thinking that one day she's going to find out and then know about the possesion and Charlotte. I don't want her to ever be afraid of me, or what's out there John."
The two men rubbed the grease off their hands with old cloths and walked to a work bench and leaned against it.
"My baby's all I got John, and I can't let her be afraid." Bobby rubbed his temples and John looked in to the distance to see his son and DArcy, still arm in arm, laughing and looking happy. Free, even.
"Bobby, she won't find out from us, and even if she does somehow find out, she'll understand about what you had to do." John really didn't know what to say. He had worked on cases with children involved and usually said the thing in their room was a nightmare, or that it was a scary trick someone had played on them. Leaving the parents to deal with the emotional trauma was easy for him, his boys knew. And he wasn't sure if it was a curse or a blessing. At least they knew how to take care of themselves. It was always a conflict with John.
"I guess. It's just, my little girl's growing up and I keep her at a distance. I don't know if I'm protecting her or hurting her more."
"Bobby, she'll be fine. She has a loving father and a loving aunt who both look out for her. Her grades are good, her friends are great. She's going to be fine no matter what, she's like her father in that respect." Jhon put his hand on the other mans back and patted his shoulder blade.
"Want me to talk to the boys?" He asked, hoping what ever Bobby would do he could help in some way.
"I think it would be best if I did. I love those boys and want them to hear it from me, I don't want them to think I'm a monster."
"They won't Bobby, they look up to you."
"I just need Darcy to be out the house. Then I can tell them why the secrecy."
"I'll take Darcy out tonight, go get movies and ice-cream."
"You'd do that?"
"You know I would. Look, if we leave around 6, I'll make sure to give you a few hours, take her to the arcade or what ever kids like to do these days."
Bobby nodded in agreement.
If the boys knew, it would make it easier for them to keep the secret. Part of knowing why we're not to do something, is knowing why not.
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"Hey Darcy! How about you tell me more about your life at home with your aunt Sarah?" Sam asked, sitting down under a tree and leaning against it's strong and sturd old trunk.
"Um, well, I guess it's a pretty normal life!!I live with Aunty Sarah, she's a lawyer. Kinda like Ally McBeal, but way prettier and not so scary looking with skinny elbows! I go to school, I have this awesome friend, Vicky. She and I kinda get in to trouble a lot for giggling and whispering in class, but nothing big. I work in a stables, cleaning out the horses and keeping the tack in good condition. It's pretty awesome because I get to ride for free. You?" She smiled that pearly white smile at her friend, and leaned back on to her elbows with her legs crossed.
What could he say? I live on the road chasing monsters that ren't meant to exist? Bobby told them to keep it a secret, he could never betray Bobby's request, but didn't like lying to this perfect, honest and open girl either.
"Well, we travel a lot. Dad does this salvaging thing like your dad and works on construction sites sometimes too. The last school I was at was kinda ok, never stay long enough to make friends. Was hanging out with this pretty cool guy, Hanson. We read the same stuff and hung out, skateboarded a couple of times." He did like chilling with Hanson. But they left not long after a frim friendship was made.
"Skateboarding? Really?" Darcy asked, she couln't quite see him as a skater punk.
"Yea, not very well though. He skated and I usually picked him up off the floor!"
They both laughed at this.
"So, um.....did you have a girlfriend?" Darcy looked at the grass and started to make a daisy chain. Akward and stupid question but she wanted to know. Hoping he wasn't to say yes.
"Uh, no. I, uh, I never stay in one place long enough. Never know where the good date spots are either." He gave an akwardly sy smile at her, looking at her hands which were now busy.
"So, where are you guys going to be heading after the summer?" Darcy didn't want the summer to end, but, like always it had to in order for the next summer to roll slowly around the following year.
"No idea, don't really know until we get some place and decide to settle for a while. At first it was exciting, but now it's getting old and tedious."
"I can't imagine what that must be like for you and Dean. And for your dad, never staying anywhere long enough to see you guys making friends and passing tests and stuff."
They looked at eachother for a long time before either of them spoke.
Darcy sat up and shifted closer to Sam and placed a hand on his arm.
"I hope we can stay friends Sammy." She liked him. She liked him alot, but she also liked the freedom at home with Sarah to go out with Vicky to parties and get chased by boys for dates. She wasn't slutty like some of the other girls, but mysterious with her ways and her innocence only made them want her more. She had no intention of giving it up THAT easily.
Sam looked at her and blushed. He couldn't tell this girl that he liked her in that way after just a few days. Sure she was cute and clever and all the things he would look for if he was ever going to get a girlfriend, but would she see him as weird? Probably, he thought.
"Thanks, me too. We should probably get back, I'm starving." The touch sent a familiar jolt of electricity through him.
"Me too. Hey Sam?" Darcy stood up and held out her hand to him to pull him up off the ground.
"Yeah?" He towered over her.
"What do fancy eating tonight?" They remained hand in hand as they walked back towards the house.
"I don't mind. We sll kind of eat anything."
She smiled at him.
"Hmmmm, what to cook a house full of guys who will eat anything? Hotdogs?"
"Hotdogs is good."
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"Darcy?" John called her as soon as she came out of the shower from the bottom of the stairs.
"Yea?" She remained hidden from veiw, not wanting anyone to see her in her towel with soaking wet hair cascading down her back.
"Wanna go grab some ice cream and movies?" John shouted up the stairs, hoping the boys wouldn't hear and try to tag along.
"Sure. Sam and Dean coming too?"
That clinched it, John thought, she wants them there so it could get weird. But he hadn;t really spoken to Darcy much, Dean always interupted and Sam was always day dreaming at her, or she wasn't there.
"Nah, just you and your old uncle John. That ok?"
"Sure" She giggled, "I'll just dress and do something with my hair. Give me about twenty minutes?"
"Sure thing kiddo."
Darcy walked to her room and Dean walked past to get to the bathroom.
"Hey Darcy, What's up?" He eyed her in her small down, water dropelts falling down her chest, shoulders and arms.
"Just getting ready to go out. You?" She felt akward, but not the akward she felt around Sam, a harsher, more reserved typ akward. Like being caught running half naked to the door by the mail man.
"Cool, well, see you later." He watched her walk in to her room. She was delicious! If Sam didn't hit on that soon, he would.
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The two boys and Bobby sat around the kitchen table, Dean and Bobby with a beer in their hands, and Sam with juice.
"Boys, you need to understand that when Darcy was a baby, something terrible happened, which is why I want our jobs kept secret."
The two boys looked at Bobby, did they really want to know this? If it was a big secret, was it really right for them to know?
"I'm telling you so that you don't ask questions about why she doesn't live here, or accidently let slip what we do. Darcy was about a year and a half old. Sarah, my sister in law, took her out for the afternoon in her stroller. Charlotte had been...........acting strange. She was distant and withdrawn, pale too. Not eating, not sleeping, just staring in to the distance. Three weeks i watched her waste away like that, then it spoke. The voice, I'll never forget the voice.
HArsh, cold and loud. Deep, like a man's. It said; "I've come to see the world, see the veiw from the same level as man, I'm tired of looking up and watching you people. I want to walk, eat, drink, feel." I asked what he meant.
"I've come to live a human life." I looked at my wife, and her eyes were black as coals, a never ending evil lurked in her body. I didn't know she was possesed. I came to the kitchen to make her a snack, try to get her to eat. That was when she left our bedroom. Came up behind me and threw me across the room like I was nothing but a rag doll. Came at me, scratcing me with her finger nails. Screaming in a language I had never heard of before. She was so strong.
Next thing I knew, I had been thrown towards the kitchen sinkg, she was comming at me with pure hate in her eyes, she had a knife in her nads, she caught my skin on my shoulder through my shirt.
I ran as fast as I could to the shed out back where I kept the rifle for hunting deer.
Loaded it and aimed, waiting for her to come find me. She kept yelling and screaming in this fast language, it hurt my ears to hear it. So fast and so loud.
She found me and the next thing I knew, there were knives flying towards me. i ducked each of those knives, then instinct kicked in, I aimed and shot her. In the heart. She died instantly.
I looked at her lifeless body on the ground and was shocked. I'd killed my wife, the one I was supposed to care for and love. I had killed her.
That was when I saw the black shaodw leave her body and fly up in to the air. I went over to her and took her in my arms. Her eyes were the same bright blue they had been three weeks before she had gotten sick.
You're father appeared in my shed and told me what had happened. I was so shcoked. I felt ready to beleive anything after what I saw. He told me she had been possesed by a demon. Her body needed to be burried.
He rang 911 and reported a burgalry and a murder. Went inside, messed up the house, took a few worthless things and took my gun and gave me ohis rifle so the cops wouldn't know I had caused her death. He left and I was alone to take care of things.
The day John Winchester came in to my life was the day I decided I needed tohunt this thing down and get rid of it somehow to protect my baby girl.
Did all the research I could, found out how to track demons and how to destroy them.
Darcy went to live Sarah. I thought it would be best, safer for her. Saw her whenever I was home. As the demons got closer to us and got more of a threat, the wiser I got to them and how to send them back to hell.
Worked with your dad alot.
I will always be thankful for your dad, for what he did. That's why I don't want Darcy to know. It's bad enough I took a human life, but taking away the life of someone who fends for another life is terrible. I feel guilty every day I wake up.
At first I was angry with John for not coming sooner and getting the demon out of Charlotte, but it was a toughie. Just laid dormant in the bodies, making them weak, then going crazy and killing. John had been tracking it but had lost it back over in Washington. COming over to here was the furthest it had been without possesing and killing. Now, I guess I cope knowing that what ever would have happened, Charlotte didn't know what was going on, as the demon took over she woulnd't have known a whole lot of what was going on. "
The boys looked at Bobby. Poor Bobby, poor Darcy. They both fully understood why it was not to be shared with the innocent girl.
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"SO, you think Sam and Dean will like the movie we picked?" DArcy was driving the Impala back to her fathers house. It was the one thing she had begged John to let her do the whole drive in to town. He said the only way she could dirve it was vert carefully and slowly. He'd taught Dean to drive in it, so he thought it wouldn't be a big deal. Only catch is, she wasn't ever allowed to tell Sam or Dean.
Especially Dean.
"Yea, comedy's rock. The boys won't mind too much that it isn't blood and violence because we got ice cream and burgers!"
It had taken John for ever to convince Darcy that comedy would be safe. Sam liked that sort of stuff and he and Dean had seen too much violence and blood. Plus, those sorts of movies usually got Dean's mouth running about things they had killed.
Darcy wasn't sure what ice cream or burgers to get so she got small tubs of pretty much every flavour there and bacon cheese burgers, you can never go wrong with bacon cheese burgers. Hers was loaded with extra pickles! She loved those things!!!
"It was so cool to hang out with you John, we havn't been together for ages and so much has changed!"
"Well, it sounds like you're having a good time with school and your job. Just be careful around those boys ok? Teenage testosterone is pretty wild and out of conrtol."
"No problemns there John, just please don't tell my dad about the parties? They never get too wild and me and Vicky always leave before people get down to the griding and puking!"
"I promise. But if anything ever happens, I want you to call me right away ok?"
"Promise!"
John had been slightly worried whn Darcy had tild hime about going on dates with boys and the parties that go on, but he trusted her judgement and knew she was capable of putting her knee to a grion if she had to.
The drive there and back was filled with jokes, memories and descriptions of Darcy's life with Sarah.
"So what's with you and my Sam?" John hadn't wanted to ask that question, but he felt the need to. Sam was shy around people in gerneral, and Darcy seemed in no rush to jump in ot bed with any one. But he felt it would be responsible to at least find out if teen hormones were going to be getting hasty and flying around the place all summer.
Darcy blushed and couldn't think of what to say, so she figured the truth was better than lying, even if she had to tell it to her crushes dad.
"I like him, he's sweet and kind and 's moved a lot and needs a stable friend, and I'd really like to stray friends with him after the summer is over."
"That's good. Sam would like that. I'd like that for Sam. He thinks your cute too, by the way."
Akward tension filled the car just as they were pulling up to the house.
"Ok, well, don't tell him I told you ok? It's totally embarassing I did!"
"I won't as long as you don't tell him I told you."
"Deal!"
They shook on it and took their goodies from the back sea and headed in to the house.
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The rest of the evening went by quickly.
Dean sat close to John, Bobby sat on the couch with his daughter between him and Sam.
They ate the burgers, watched the movie and ate all the ice cream.
Sam stole glances to his left at Darcy every time he could with out being noticed.
She looked beautiful in the illuminating glow of the t.v.
Darcy leant in to Bobby and curled her fett up under her and her toes just gently touched Sam's leg. He could feel the electric jolting through him, but it was intense. Watching her laugh, looking at her bear legs, smelling her body spray. It was tantalising to him. He saw the couple in the movie kiss goodnight, he could imagine kissing Darcy. The feel of her soft lips against his, her hadns on his shoulders, holding tightly. Hos hands would be on the small of her back, keeping her body close to his. Sam's longing turned in to a nightmare as the movie finished and the lights went on. He grabbed the chusion from behind his back and held it tightly to his lap and blushed. Darcy didn't need to know about the tighness in his jeans, and Dean would never let him live it down.
Dacry stretched and stood up. Her vest rose slightly, showing a small ammount of perec, smooth sking.
"I'm pretty tired so I'm going on up to bed. See you guys in the morning."
"Night baby." Her father said as she lent dwon and kissed his cheek.
She went over to John and did the same
"Sleep well kiddo!" He responded, ruffling her hair as he had always done as part of her bed time routine when ever he was around for it.
"Night!" Dean said, obviously hoping for a kiss too. "Night." She smiled, Dean was left dissapointed.
"See you tomorrow Sammy." She touched his shoulder as she walked passed him.
"Night Darcy." He looked at her and smiled. He would have to make do with his dreams for now he thought.
Darcy walked up the stairs and then back down again.
"Hey Dean?" She said.
"Yeah?" Was his quick response, standing up. wondering if she was going to maybe invite him up to listen to music. He really had started to let his mond wander over to dirty when he was with htis girl.
"Try not to yell in your sleep about giant marshamallow men, ok?" She smiled and walked back up the stairs.
Dean was left deflated and embarrased.
The others looked at him and Sam smilled.
"What?" Dean tried to compose himself quicky. "Ghostbusters was a scary ass movie back then!"
"What ever dude!" was his brothers reply as John and Bpbby chuckled.
"I'm going to bed." Dean skulked ou tof the room.
Damn that cute chick an dher big mouth, he thought.