I walked out into the cold night air. It was refreshing to be out of that stuffy room and out in the open night. I walked out of the parking lot and up the street. I walked and I walked until my feet started to hurt. I had walked so far I was not even shore where I was. There was no more light from the buildings I was completely surrounded by trees. I let the cold air fill my lungs as I thought about resting my feet.
I could feel a disturbance in the air around me and I braced myself for what was to come. I was instantly calmed down by the familiar shimmer of lights. They started in the middle of the air like they always did and got bigger and brighter until the lights where the size of a person. Then about a second latter a figure formed from the lights.
Standing in front of me was Whyte. The only person in my family who I could tolerate to be around. I think it's because the two of us are similar in a lot of different ways. He stood there smiling at me and then he gave me a hug.
"What are you doing here?" I asked after he let me go.
"Well we have not herd from you, I have called about a thousand times. You did not answer we were starting to get worried." He told me.
"We or just you?" I asked.
"You know we are here for you. Here to help, all you have to do is ask."
"Ask for what? Help tracking down and killing someone that none of you are willing to even talk about let alone fight. All because of Phoebe asked you all to drop it." I snapped at him.
"Phoebe you mean your mother."
"I'll call her mom when she starts to act like a mom." I did not know why he was here.
Did he come all this way just to piss me off?
"She loves you. You know that rite?" He asked.
"She does not love me. She fears me there's a difference. A big one. They all do."
"They are your family." He told me like I did not know that.
"They are their own family I am the burden that has been placed upon them. I really don't want to talk about this anymore. Why are you here?" I asked again.
"Just checking up on my favorite cosine. How are you?"
"I'm okay. I am finally one step ahead of this witch. We are going to go after her tomorrow." I told him.
"We? Who is We?" He asked.
I could not believe that I let that slip. He is so nosie.
"Yes we. You can say two hunters who are tracking the same witch found me."
"So you asked them to help you?"
"No. They more like insisted. One of them thinks he can use my help, the other one I think he still thinks that I'm the witch there looking for. He would rather keep me where he can see me I guess."
"Both of these hunters are men, human men?" He asked and I knew where he was going with this.
"Yes there both men, and human." He was starting to smile.
"What happened to your life saying of only surrounding yourself with the undead type?" He asked.
"There not my friends. When this is all over we will go are sepret ways. You know I prefer my friends to be the type that can't die." I told him sarcastically.
"I think this is good for you. Being around people who are not dead."
"Hey I have some friends who are not dead."
"Werewolves don't count, or demons for that matter."
At some point we started to walk back. My feet where really hurting me now.
"Hey Whyte do you think you can give me a lift back?"
He grabbed hold of my hand and the world around me became very bright for a moment then I was standing in the parking lot of the motel.
"Brittany. Is that you?"
I looked away from Whyte and standing there was Sam.
"Yes." I said.
"Is everything okay?" He asked as his eyes focused on Whyte.
"Yes. This is my cousin. Whyte. Whyte, this is Sam."
Whyte gave Sam a nod.
"I have to go. I'll talk to you soon." Whyte said. As he disappeared into a bunch of shimmering lights.
"Wow that's so cool. He can go anywhere he wants?" Sam asked.
"Yes. What are you doing awake?" I asked.
"Could not sleep. Dean snores."
I could not help but smile.
"Why are you awake?" He asked.
"I don't sleep much. Insomnia. Then Whyte stopped by."
"Is he going to help?" Sam asked.
"No he's not going to help. None of them will help." I mumbled under my breath.
"That's a shame. We could have used the help."
"I don't need his help." I snapped. "I mean, the three of us are more then capable of getting the job done."
"Your rite." He said.
"We both should try to get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us." I told him and he agreed.
We both started back towards our rooms.
I took a quick glance back at him. He was standing in front of his door. He looked back as well.
"Good night." He said.
"Good night." I responded before walking into my room.
I locked the door behind be and laid down in the bed. I began to feel drowsy the second my head hit the pillow.
"Maybe I will get some sleep after all."