Sioux Falls, South Dakota… 1987
Four-year old, Gabrielle Corvelle, and her eight-year old sister, Elizabeth, just got home from school. Elizabeth took Gabrielle's bag, allowing the youngest Corvelle to go play in the junkyard. Elizabeth shook her head with a smile and went into the house and up to her room to do her homework.
As she worked on her homework, she had Motley Crue's album Shout At The Devil playing, she hummed along to Too Young To Fall In Love as she did her homework. She chewed on her eraser as she worked silently through her language arts problems, but when she hit her math she became lost quickly. She got up, taking the record off and putting it back in its case and then went downstairs to get some help from her aunt Karen.
She heard a crash in the kitchen and went to see if everything was okay. She peered in and froze at what she saw.
Uncle Bobby was struggling against his wife and it looked like he was losing. Elizabeth closed her eyes, not wanting to see what was going on. When she opened her eyes, Uncle Bobby was standing over his wife and black smoke was pouring out of her mouth.
Elizabeth began crying. Aunt Karen wasn't moving or breathing. Uncle Bobby turned and went to his niece. "Oh Liz…"
Elizabeth ran away from him, not wanting to be near the man who killed her aunt Karen. She ran through the junkyard and climbed into the black 1978 Firebird Trans Am. She curled up there crying until she heard a knock on the window. She rolled it down and saw Gabrielle. "What's wrong Liz?" She asked; her thumb in her mouth.
Elizabeth pulled her baby sister into the car and began to tell her what she saw. Gabrielle began to cry, which renewed Elizabeth's own tears. The two sisters sat in the car crying until Uncle Bobby found them. "Come on girls, Uncle Bobby has some things to tell you."
The two followed Bobby into the house, Gabrielle in his arms, her tiny arms wrapped around his neck as she cried into his shoulder. Elizabeth walked behind them, rubbing her eyes.
They all sat on the couch and Bobby told them about how funny Karen was acting, how she tried to kill him. He found out she was possessed, and he killed her so the demon couldn't hurt the girls. It piqued a lot of questions from the ever curious Gabrielle, though she seemed to accept it rather well. Elizabeth listened to it all, and in the end took Bobby's word as the truth, since she had seen the black smoke rise from Karen's mouth.
On the Road to California… 2007
Liz had driven all night without rest, stopping only for coffee and a few caffeine pills. The night of her aunt Karen's death played over and over in her head.
She finally pulled up to her sister's dorm building and went up to her room. Although Liz had explained her dorm was more of an apartment. She knocked on the door, noticing the doorknob was made of silver instead of glass like the others on the floor. She raised an eyebrow with thought.
Before she had time to think about it though, the door swung open and there stood a battered and drunken Gabrielle, "Gabby?" Liz was astonished to see her sister this way.
"Lizzybeth, nice to see you!" Gabrielle slurred, with a hiccup. Liz shook her head, she couldn't believe her sister had decided to do this. She didn't even bother to ask to come in, she grabbed her younger sisters' arm and took her over to the small living room part and sat her sister on the couch.
"You did this on purpose didn't you?" She asked her sister crossing her arms; very angered.
"Did what?" Gabrielle asked with a laugh. Liz rolled her eyes and ran her hand through her blonde hair, pushing her bangs back. She looked around the room, she noticing on the top of the small kitchen a devil's trap drawn on the ceiling. Liz couldn't believe it, her sister still was all for hunting? Liz hadn't visited the dorm since her sister had left to Stanford but, she wish she would have earlier. She was beyond furious.
"Gab this is serious. I just lost my husband to a demon and what do you do? You decide to get drunk for me! I'm very disappointed in you Gabby." Liz watched her sister roll her eyes. She couldn't believe how her sister was acting, she thought Gabrielle would at least be there for her, but apparently not.
"Whatever." Gabrielle slurred, she then laid down on the couch, dropping the beer in her hand. Liz sighed as her sister fell asleep on the couch, she walked over into the bedroom and got the blanket the laid on the bed and walked back into the living room and put it over her sister. She picked up the bottle and cleaned up the small spill that Gabrielle had made. Liz walked out of the kitchen, looked around and took a seat on the loveseat that was next to the couch.
All Liz cared about right now was her son, she knew though that he should be fine with Bobby, she was still slightly worried. The demon had said about wanting her to chase him for some odd weird ass reason. Liz sighed and grabbed the remote on the coffee table and then turned on the small '19 inch tv but, turned the volume a bit down. She flipped through the channels until reaching CMT to watch The Dukes Of Hazzard, she smiled and leaned back against the loveseat.
She decided to stay up because she knew she wouldn't be able to fall asleep and she had to keep an eye on her sister. Also, with all the caffeine pills she had, it would be a while until she could actually fall asleep. She looked over to Gabrielle snoozing on the couch, she was really gonna give Gabrielle a piece of her mind.
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Gabrielle woke up with a groan. She sat up and ran her hand through her black hair and scrunched up her nose at dried fake blood. She began picking at it, wincing every so often. Her eyes fell on Liz who sat in the loveseat. "Hey, when did you get here?" She asked quietly, her throat dry and head pounding. She staggered into the kitchen and took a shot of whiskey and a couple of aspirin.
"I got here this morning at around nine. What the hell is wrong with you getting drunk like that?" Liz snapped.
Gabrielle winced and held her head. "Jesus Liz, take it down a decibel or two won't you?" She rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Alright, I knew when you got here you'd be pissed when you found out I was still hunting. As if the salt and devil's traps were going to disappear on their own. This place is almost impenetrable by anything supernatural. I'm probably the safest person in our family besides Uncle Bobby." She ran a hand through her hair. "When he called to let me know you were coming I knew I was going to get the third degree. I quickly packed what I could and waited. I was worried how you'd react so I started drinking. Now I regret that, especially with you yelling at me like a banshee."
Liz narrowed her eyes. "Why are you still hunting anyway? You know how dangerous it is, and you're still hunting?" She tried not to yell, but she was so frustrated.
Gabrielle looked at her, exasperated. "Because I like knowing that what I do makes a difference. I like knowing that I'm helping people. I mostly research for Uncle Bobby. Sometimes I'll help hunters who are passing through. I'm not a little kid anymore Liz. You've got to accept that."
Liz looked at her sister, her eyes sad. "I just want to make sure you're safe. I don't want you to wind up like Mom, Dad, Aunt Karen, or Mark. I don't want to lose you too. I don't want to wake up one morning and know that if I had done something you would still be with me, and not buried somewhere six feet deep being worm chow."
Gabrielle looked at her, her blue-green hazel eyes hard and narrowed. "I've been hunting for just as long as you have, longer than you, really, since I never quit the business. I know what it felt to lose Aunt Karen, and I saw Mark's death every night for a week! Every time I shut my eyes I saw you Robby and Mark lying in pools of blood. You lost him ONCE. I lost all three of you SEVEN TIMES! So don't you fucking dare think you can tell me what to do. I know what it feels like to lose my sister! So don't come here, bitching at me for hunting, for drinking, for doing ANYTHING! You know damn well I can take care of myself or you never would have left my ass here!"
Liz stared at her sister, knowing her sister was going extremely emotional at the moment, and she also knew she just had to let her yell it out. Once Gabrielle was calm Liz looked at her sister. "So, how did you get so hurt?" She asked calmly, even though she wasn't.
Gabrielle blinked, and then looked down at herself. "Oh! These are all fake injuries. I was at a party last night when Uncle Bobby called. I guess I never washed it off." She laughed a bit.
Liz shook her head with a slight smile formed. "Go get a shower so we can leave. Mark's family took over the funeral arrangements. It's next week by the way."
Gabrielle nodded her head solemnly. "You know I'll be there." She went off, grabbed a quick shower. While she was getting dressed she called the dean, saying she had some family emergencies and that she'd be taking her classes online. When she stepped out she and her sister left, putting her stuff in the trunk of the Trans Am. "Just like old times." Gabrielle said with a smile. The two got in and then started on the road to Bobby's place.
Authors Notes: Alright, next chapter Sam and Dean finally come in! YAY
You excited for the Winchester brothers and Corvelle sisters reunion? c:
How will Liz be when she sees Dean after all these years? How will Sam feel about finding out Gabrielle went to Stanford? Well, you're just gonna have to wait and find that out in the next chapter mwuahahaha :P
