Chapter Seven – No Exit, The usual suspects, Crossroad Blues

I sometimes bulk Episodes together, like when Emma is not on hunts with them and her story goes on without the hunts. The plot of the episodes still happen, most of the time Emma knows about them, I leave the part out where they tell her about it. But she knows about them.

Heyo! Thanks for the review! Motivates a lot to keep on writing ^^ The first paragraph I even recorded like on Monday, it was on my tumblr, also called augenring, maybe doing that again, if that's liked :P OKAY! HERE WE GO AGAIN ! Gotta tag that somewhere on my page when I find it again

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After Ellen's and Jo's little fight the boys got outside. Emma sat at the bar and stared at it. There was no pattern? But the ability, this was a pattern. Suddenly Ellen appeared and gave her a box of apple juice. Emma looked at her confused but thankful. "I thought I would get you something to drink too. And it also almost looks like beer." Ellen said and smiled slightly.

"Thanks."

Sam came back in. "Hey, Emma? Can I talk to you?"

Emma cleared her throat. "Sure."

Sam's sight glared Ellen. "I was about to go now anyway." She said and vanished, while Sam went to Emma.

"You didn't answer me."

"I did, you can talk to me." Emma tried to joke around.

"Don't play stupid, you know, what I mean."

"I-"

"Neither Andy or Webber could mind control you. I know they couldn't do that to me because of my abilities and my somehow weird connection to this demon. Dean got mind controlled right away, but you didn't even try to resist, you just did."

"Maybe my personality is just stronger than Dean's." Emma smiled.

"Emma! You are holding something back. What is it? I mean, there is no pattern, but even if, we have no idea about your past."

"I don't have any psychic abilities, okay?" Emma said and sounded a bit upset.

"So what is it then?" Sam asked angrily.

Emma stood up. "I so don't need this right now." Emma said and walked away, but Sam grabbed her.

"Don't walk away on me when I talk to you."

Dean came inside. "You guys coming?"

"Emma will stay with Ellen, helping her out." Sam said to Dean. He looked a bit surprised, shrugged and went outside again.

Emma stared at Sam. "Are you punishing me?", she hissed.

"No, I'm protecting you. You are safe here."

"Since when do you have to protect me?"

"Bobby told me that you could help us finding the demon. Maybe he knows more."

"No he doesn't! He told me the same and nothing else. Sam, you are apparently some psychic people finder, I don't know, but you didn't have any visions about me, isn't that proof enough."

Suddenly they heard a honking. "I gotta go. I want you to stay with Ellen and I don't want you to get yourself in danger."

"I can take care of myself pretty well. It worked for some years now, it will last."

"I don't want to take any risk. Maybe the demon doesn't know anything about you, maybe you are something like a secret weapon."

"A weapon?" Dean honked again.

"You stay." Sam said and went outside.

"Sam!" But he couldn't hear her anymore. Or didn't want to.

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Emma just cleaned some glasses while Ellen hung up the phone. "Is something wrong?" Emma asked.

"Well, we got a free bed. Jo said she went to Vegas because of you helping out here."

"Vegas?"

"Yeah, I don't buy that either." Ellen said and started helping Emma. "Neither do I buy, that you are here because you wanted to help out so you guys are even with me." Emma put a glass aside and grabbed another one. "Quid pro quo." Ellen said.

"There is nothing really that I could tell you. Sam got angry with me because of a thing that happened on our last hunt."

"The one with the psychic twins?" Emma nodded. "What was it?"

Emma put another glass aside and turned to Ellen. "What did John Winchester tell you about me?"

Ellen stopped cleaning too. She looked like she was thinking, but Emma got pretty disappointed from the following answer then. "I don't know much either, but… He found you."

"He found me?" Emma repeated.

"Yeah, when you were little, maybe you were ten, eleven, I don't know."

Emma closed her eyes for a second. "Where did he find me?"

Ellen frowned for a second. "I don't know." She answered.

"Documents, a passport, any paper with information? Was there anything?"

"I don't know." Ellen said again. Emma let her eyes wander around. Then she grabbed the letter from John Winchester and gave it to Ellen. She flew over it. "Well, John surely knew how to put a load on someone's shoulders."

"I didn't show the letter Dean or Sam." Emma said and put the piece of paper back into her pocket.

"Are you scared?"

Emma thought about it, but then she shook her head. "I don't know what I should be scared of."

"But?"

Emma took a glass to clean it. "You saw it yourself, John said something …huge there. But that's not it, it's rather that I don't know what to do now. Bobby trained me in hunting and he and John said that I'm a talented hunter. But I'm not. I'm the freaking opposite, I'm in their way and I'm their trainee. At least that's what Dean keeps on calling me."

"I can kick his ass for you, if you want." Ellen smiled at Emma. Emma grinned back. "You don't have to fake a smile for me." Emma put some fringe away from her forehead. "If you don't feel comfortable with them you should ask if you could stay at Bobby's again."

"Yeah, maybe I should…"

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Emma just cleared the last table, when Ellen suddenly went past her quickly. "Ellen?"

The woman stopped. "I'll drop you off at Bobby."

"What?"

"Get your stuff. It's what you wanted anyway." Emma nodded and got her backpack.

It was quiet in the car. "Ellen? What's wrong?" Ellen didn't react. "Is it Jo?"

"You know, it's interesting how the past not always stays the past and repeats itself."

"What?"

"I should've been honest with her, why I didn't want her to hunt…" Ellen looked at Emma for a short while. "I think you should tell them about the letter. They should know. If it's true what John said it's important for you guys to work together.", Ellen said.

"You are angry at them, aren't you?"

"Dean lied to me because Jo told him to, because I didn't tell her the truth either. You should learn from my mistakes." Emma nodded and they reached Bobby's place.

"Thanks for bringing me."

"Hey, I got something for you." Ellen looked at her bag and gave Emma a box, where the picture of a cell phone was on.

"I put my number on speed dial 6. Sam's is 2 and Dean's 3. Be sure to pick the right number when you got problems." Emma nodded.

"Thanks Ellen."

"No big deal."

"No, thank you. For everything."

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Emma felt great. She was back at the place she knew since she was little. Well, actually since she even could remember. She helped out Bobby and continued her training. Whenever Bobby tried to start a topic about the Winchesters she blocked it.

"You should go back on a hunt." Bobby said suddenly. Emma stood up and left the room. "I didn't raise you to leave during conversations, you know."

"Maybe John did." Emma said bitter.

"Damn it, Emma. I don't know what the hell happened, but you know what John said and he is usually damn serious when he says stuff like that."

"Maybe he is wrong."

"Maybe you should just have the guts and admit that you need help. You can train as much as you want, but training isn't real hunting."

"Then I will just join your hunts again."

"No, this one time was dangerous enough. Dean and Sam know what they are doing, they are way younger, stronger and faster." Emma went outside. She looked around, but she had no idea what she was looking for. She put her hands in her pockets and felt the two things she usually carried around now. The letter and her cell phone which she didn't use yet. "They escaped." Bobby came outside and went past her.

Emma frowned and followed Bobby. "What?"

"They got arrested for some days, but they could get out. I thought you might want to know that." Emma stopped and let Bobby go wherever he was going to. Emma took her cell phone and looked at the buttons. She put her finger on it, but then she let it go and went after Bobby to help him fixing a car.

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During dinner Emma looked constantly at her cell phone which was on the table. "They wont call you, they don't have your number." Bobby said and stood up. Emma stroked her hair out of her face that just fell into it.

"I know.", she answered, stood up and went upstairs. Then she came back. "What does it help? They just got lucky and escaped from the police. The police isn't something we can just stab. And if I would've been there-"

"You weren't there. And now you know about the danger. So if you are going to team up with the boys you will talk about possibilities like that." Emma grabbed her phone, which she had forgotten on the table. Or she didn't want to think about it. Then she went back upstairs. During the night Emma couldn't sleep at all. When it went past 2 a.m. she stood up and started hitting the punching bag.

"Why-" A kick with her right leg. "Can't-" A punch with the left hand. "I-" A double punch with right and left. "Just-" She turned around herself and kicked the punching bag with her left leg really hard. Too hard for her and her leg began to hurt. When she wanted to stand on the leg she collapsed from the pain and landed with her butt on the ground. "Call…" Emma wiped the sweat away from her forehead. Emma tried to stand again, which worked well and she continued torturing the punching bag.

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"Emma? Since when are you here?" Bobby entered the training room.

"Since early this morning." Emma answered.

"What is 'early' supposed to mean?"

"I can't right now." Emma said, went past Bobby and went upstairs. There she grabbed the phone and the letter and ran outside. She didn't stop just some meters away, she kept on running. Then she finally stopped, took her phone, pressed the button and called.

"Yes?" Emma froze for a second. "Hello?"

"Sam, it's me."

"Emma." Was all Sam could say.

"Emma?" heard the girl Dean saying.

"Listen. And don't interrupt me, please."

"Sure." Sam said.

"Bobby gave me a letter your dad wanted me to have after he … passed away. Listen: Emma. I know you are something special, and also that you will become special to my sons, just like you are special to Bobby and me. Take care of them. I know that you are a talented Hunter. Your special skills will be very helpful for them. So I'm asking you to help them, because as you read this I myself won't be able to do so anymore. But I know and got the faith that you can. John Winchester." Emma stopped, but Sam didn't say a word. "I'm sorry that I lied to you about this whole mind controlling thing. I- I was just scared. And I didn't know what I should do. I still don't. I have no idea what John means. It's something that I don't think I can do. I couldn't tell you about this either, I mean, Bobby gave me the letter when Dean just woke up again and… Sam… I'm sorry." Sam still didn't say a word. "Sam?"

"I heard you." He answered.

"O- okay. Good. I just wanted to tell you that. Oh, and that this is my cell phone number. So… I gotta go." Without waiting for a respond from Sam Emma hung up. She slid on the ground and looked at the little stones. Now the bomb had dropped. Somehow Emma felt relieved but at the same time she was very nervous.

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"Is she alright?" Dean asked while he ate a sandwich. Sam stared at his laptop. "Sammy?" The boy looked up.

"Hmm?"

"Emma, is she alright?"

"Yes, she is."

"Will she come back?" Sam suddenly stood up, took his laptop and walked out. Dean watched confused his brother and then followed him.

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Emma took the shotgun and went outside. Bobby went to the door. "What are you doing?"

"Shooting.", Emma answered annoyed.

"I guessed that. Where are you going?"

"Forest." Emma kept on walking while Bobby talked to her.

"Emma, stop." The girl really stopped and heard that Bobby came closer.

"Did you call them?"

Emma nodded. "Some days ago.", she answered.

"And?"

"And nothing. I told Sam about the letter and since then I didn't talk to him."

"What did he say?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"No, he said nothing. I was worried to tell him the truth, I was worried about my feelings and I was worried about his reaction on my feelings. But he took all my worries away when he said: Yes, I heard you. And that was it. He heard me. Luckily I didn't have to worry if I have to repeat it, because he heard me." Emma said bitter and started walking again.

"Be back when it's dark, during those times I don't want you to wander around with a gun when it's dark." Emma turned around. "You could kill somebody."

"Okay…" She said and went into the forest, shooting some aims she took with her. Her mind was completely blank and she didn't waste one thought for Sam or Dean.

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Emma saw that the sun was almost gone, but that was no reason to go back. Suddenly her phone rang and Emma got nervous. "Y- yes?"

"I told you, that I want you back, when its dark.", Bobby said.

"Are you sure I'm 20 already." Emma responded.

"I just don't want you to play around with the shotgun when its dark."

"Pardon me, but… Playing around?" The girl repeated.

"I really hoped that your rebellious phase is over now."

"I'm constantly rebelling, this is pretty much the life description of a Hunter."

"I want you to come home." Bobby commanded.

"Yes sir." Emma hung up, sighed and started to collect her aims.

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"I was wondering if it counts as hunt when I'm coming back with some dead deer. Also: ever considered making a cookbook with the 50 best recipes of how to cook a demon." Emma yell-talked while she put the shotgun in the closet. Then she just arrived in the kitchen.

"And instead of that you use salted water to cook you use holy water?"

Emma needed a second to realize who was sitting there. "Dean. Hi." Dean looked at her, then he continued eating. "I didn't know you would come."

"Yeah well, after our last job Sammy wanted to come back." Dean answered chewing. Emma sat to Dean while Bobby gave her a plate with food he cooked.

"That's why I wanted you to come back after your shooting practice. I knew you wouldn't have come back if I didn't tell you to." Bobby explained.

"Ain't you a little rascal, being outside all night and not coming home.", Dean grinned.

"Yeah, she used to be a pretty polite girl and well educated, then she was some weeks with you boys and I get her back as total brat."

"Where is Sam?" Emma suddenly asked.

"When he heard that you came in he had to go to the car. I guess he is still there."

"Excuse me for a minute." Emma said, stood up and went outside. Then she saw Sam, who leaned against the Impala and looked at Emma like he was expecting her. Emma went slowly to Sam and glanced at him while going to him.

"Hi." Sam greeted.

"Welcome back." Emma responded cold. Then they two were standing there without saying anything. "Fine, I'll go back inside.", the girl didn't have the nerves to play Sam's games.

"Emma, wait." Sam held her back.

Emma turned to Sam. "Do you have any idea how stupid I felt? And how uncomfortable? All I wanted to do is tell you the truth because I felt awful that I lied to you. I thought it would be a good idea to tell you how I feel because John apparently wanted us to team up. So I told you about my feelings, which was hard enough. And you? You did nothing! No, even better, you didn't call for days."

"I'm here now." Sam defended himself.

"Super." Emma responded sarcastically.

"And I'm sorry. My acting was wrong, that's why I'm here now. Look, you suddenly dropped a big bomb. You can't expect that people can handle stuff like that. Especially when you do it on the phone."

"Yeah, probably…" Sam grabbed Emma, dragged her to him and hugged her with one arm.

"I missed you on the hunts." Emma looked up.

"I missed the hunting."

"Are we good again?"

Emma nodded and suddenly leaned against Sam. He got a bit confused, but hugged the girl then. "I'm sorry." Emma said sad.

"Come back inside, lovers, we gotta hit the road early tomorrow." Dean yelled, who was standing at the door, looking at them.

Sam let Emma go. "He's right."

"He is?"

"You will join us at hunting again, right?"

"I guess." Sam smiled at her and he and Dean went inside. Emma looked at the Impala and smiled. "I missed you…" She said quiet.