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When I woke up from the vision I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back tears for very long unless I preoccupied myself. All eyes were on me. I had to look fine and get out of there until I could compose myself. I didn't want to give anything about my past away, that was the last thing I needed. After I walked out of the room I decided that I was going to do something that I enjoyed, cook. I went into Bobby's kitchen. I rummaged through the cabinets and found nothing but cereal and crackers. I opened the fridge and found beer, half and half cream, butter, and cheese. I opened the freezer in hope that he at least had something in there. It wasn't what I hoped but at least it was food, frozen TV dinner food.
"Do you have anything except frozen dinners?" I yelled. I heard footsteps coming into the kitchen. "I'm going to the market to get real food."
"Wait!" Bobby called, "Luna, one of the boys will take you." I rolled my eyes. This was going to get annoying. I would not be able to take being accompanied everywhere I go for however long this was going to go on.
"I'm fine by myself."
"It would just make me feel better." I gave in.
"I'm leaving in five minutes. One of you boys better be ready by then." I grabbed a pad from the drawer by the phone and started making a list of what I was going to need. I figured I'd make dinner and a desert. I would ask whoever came with me what would be best. I hoped it was Sam. He seemed so much nicer then Dean. He was a little scary though. He could make me divulge information about my past like I was talking to own my best friend. "Meet me in the car."
I walked out of the kitchen grabbing my purse as I left. I had to make something good for dinner. I wasn't sure what to make though. I slid into my car and started the engine. I flipped through my iPod to find a song I liked. I decided on The Beatles One album. It was a good one and I needed to relax from that vision. It brought back memories from my childhood that I did not want to remember, that I tried so hard to forget. I was on the verge of tears when someone opened the door to the car. I jumped.
"Sorry," Sam said as he got in the front seat, "I didn't mean to scare you."
"Oh, it's okay," I said rubbing my eyes to keep the tears from falling.
"You know where to go right?" Sam asked. I was about to saw that I had been living here since I was ten, but ten that would have blown my cover so I just simply said yeah. I drove away from Singer's Salvation and the car was heavy with silence. I turned up the volume on my iPod. Let it Be was playing. I started to sing along.
"And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be," I sang. Sam laughed.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing, you just seem to be really I don't know, happy?" Happy? He thought I was happy? I don't even remember the last time that I had laughed without forcing it out, or smiling because it felt good. No, I don't think happy was the word to describe me. I turned into the market parking lot and parked the car. We got out of the car and walked into the store.