Dean's P.O.V - August 16th
I got up early to go work on Baby; I wanted to get her fixed up as soon as possible so that we could get out of here. I had spent probably an hour working on the tires and the engine and she was almost ready to run; I was satisfied with my work. Mechanics had always been my strong suit and a good distraction for me, but after about an hour of solid work my mind started to wander and I started thinking about everything. There was a sudden pit in my stomach that formed while I was tuning up the new battery. The thought that after everything that had happened so far with Akuma leaving, dad dying and the whole Alice downfall, it's hard to even focus on what good we can offer. With all this bad looming over me, it felt like the weight of the world was suddenly on my shoulders. I gripped the side of the hood and held back my anger, trying to keep my mind off of it, but my mind betrayed me and continued to process everything. Dad had told me to keep an eye on Sammy, he told me things about my baby brother that I didn't want to believe, things that I won't accept as the truth. But it's not even that my father thinks my own kid brother is this threat, but it was that I trusted Akuma, I trusted her and she turned around and stabbed me in the back. I growled low in my throat and slammed the hood closed, picking up a tire iron and started to tighten the wheels, trying to get Akuma off my mind, but again I failed and more thought filled my mind, making my blood boil under my skin. She lied to me, to Sam and to Alice, she's a friggin' demon! She's yellow-eyes' bloody daughter and because of that we were the ones who got screwed over. How could my dad leave me here like this, leave me to take care of my brother and to save the world from demons, from things like Akuma! The thoughts were a sharp growl and by this point I was so furious that I had to take a step back away from the car to take a breath. I could feel the sting of tears behind my eyes and I lost it, forcing the tire iron through the side window of my baby. I felt the anger pulling me farther and farther over the edge, past the point of control and I started smashing up my car, denting the trunk, shattering the window and beating up the side a bit as well. Tears had slipped from my eyes by now, streaming down my face as I let out a loud growl. I turned and threw the tire iron off into the yard and I grabbed my head to stop myself from screaming. I collapsed to the ground beside Baby and hugged my knees to my chest, trying to comfort myself but not really feeling anything except for another wave of frustration.
Alice's P.O.V - August 29th
I looked up from my computer and rubbed my eyes and the sound of my phone going off. It was only about eight in the evening, but it felt so much later. I reached across the table and grabbed the phone, flipping it open and pressing it to my ear. "Hello?" I asked, lifting up my water bottle and taking a sip. My throat felt sticky and dry and about ready to crack, and the water was cool and made it feel better almost immediately.
"Hey Alice, its Bobby. Just wanted to check in on you and the boys. How's the hunt goin'?" Bobby's gruff voice floated over from the other end of the line. He had been calling on and off quite a bit since everything happened and he was probably worried but he never brought up the problem at hand, which I was grateful for but also kind of wished that he would. It pissed me off but Bobby seemed to understand and the boy's still had each other so it's not like they could actually understand how I felt right now.
"We're fine, everything's just fine. This hunt is pretty much done, the boys just went out to finish it off. I figured I'd stay behind and finish up research and stuff." I closed my computer and pinched the bridge of my nose, I was trying to find another hunt and it wasn't exactly going amazingly. Things seemed quiet right now and it was a bit sketchy, there might be another hunt that was starting but there was little to nothing to go one.
"That's good. Now Alice I wanted to ask you somethin'."
"Yeah?" I asked, not really liking the tone of the older man's voice. It sounded like he was about to break some bad news or something and I could already feel my heart beating hard in my chest, making it a bit painful to breathe. If he was about to bring up something bad then I didn't really want to deal with it alone, even though I knew that I could
"Akuma's car has been gettin' fixed up a little bit, and I was wonderin' if you knew anythin' 'bout it." Came the slow response and I felt my throat close a bit. Sirius was getting fixed up, which meant that she wasn't dead, but it also meant that she could go wherever she wanted and wasn't some prisoner and could have come by to see me.
"What? What do you mean?" I stuttered out, not quite sure what else to say. I felt numb and I knew it was shock, but the rage was slowly forming in my stomach and brushing it away. She couldn't fucking get away with this shit.
"Someone is fixin' up Sirius... I think it might be Akuma." Bobby was irritatingly calm and his voice didn't even fluctuate with emotion. He should be pissed or upset or something but not calm. I shoved my chair back as I stood and it fell back with a loud crash, a frustrated growl forming in my throat as I stormed to the fridge, pulling it open and grabbing a beer. It was made in Canada and it was the only way to go, American water was fucking beer and did nothing. I'd probably be walking to the liquor store right away anyways.
"Well then good! She better be fixing up that damn car. Dad gave it to her to keep safe and she hasn't bothered to come by and talk to us about having it fixed up, instead he was just gunna sit in the junkyard to rust. But now, now she's finally fixing him up and yet she doesn't have to audacity to come and talk to me, to talk to anyone to explain what the fuck she's doing! It's been weeks, weeks! And I haven't heard anything from her end. When that car is fixed she better fucking take it away and I hope I never have to see it again." I snapped, popping off the lid and tossing it against the wall before picking up the bottle and taking a long swig, the bitter liquid washing through my body.
"Alice, I think you need to take a breather. I know you're mad but-"
"Mad? I'm furious. "I cut Bobby off, not wanting to listen to him sympathizing with her anymore. It's all anyone ever did and it fucking pissed me off more than anything else. I took another long swig from the beer, basically finishing it off and slamming the bottle on the counter, my hands shaking when the bottle cracked up the side. I stared at it for a moment before turning away and grabbing my jacket. "No you know what? I don't even care anymore. She do whatever she wants. If I ever see her again I will give her a piece of my mind and I won't hold back, she deserves to have an earful. But you know, I don't care." With that I hung up the phone and tossed it on the counter, pulling on my boots and grabbing a few weapons just to be safe before heading out to the bar, my body shaking with anger.
Bobby's P.O.V - September 17th
The house had been quiet and lonely since everyone had left for the new hunt. It was nice having the boys back to visit, as well as Alice. Ever since her dad had been killed her and Akuma have been almost like daughter, same as those damn boys. I've never actually wanted kids before but having them run around after their parents had died and gone off it felt almost natural to parent them. Even now with them all grown up and out hunting on their own, having them here felt more like home than anything I've ever felt before. Everyone was having a hard ass time accepting Akuma as what she is, I mean it's understandable, demons did kill both of their parents. But they should be damned happy that she has been the one protecting them for all this time and they didn't even know. I had been lost in thought so many times throughout the last month trying to wrap my head around why they couldn't understand that Akuma did what she needed to protect them. So even now, with the boys and Alice gone I had gone out a few times to check on Akuma's car. Alice had told me not to, but I needed some closure to know that if I could fix this car, I could fix this horrible dysfunctional family.
I had gone outside to do a loop around the junkyard, the usual scout out just to keep the salted iron bars in place and secure. Everything had checked out and I was on my way back to the house when I heard some footsteps in the gravel and constant swearing from somewhere in the middle of the yard. I frowned and glanced at the watch, which told me that it was past midnight. I quietly worked my way around to the shed and grabbed the shotgun that I had stashed away in there, just in case. You could say that I was a little too paranoid, but I was always prepared no matter what. If I had the time I'd build a bloody panic room. I stocked around the yard, weaving in and out of the old scrapped cars. I continued to hear the clink of metal on metal as I rounded a corner, only to catch a glimpse of a flashlight swinging around out by where I had parked Sirius. I frowned and moved quietly, stopping when the flashlight stopped moving. My eyes steadied on the woman as she tossed a wrench to the ground with another swear.
"Akuma?" I called out in disbelief, she whipped around startled. Her eyes flashed the yellow-black that had been somewhat familiar to me now, but still sent a shiver down my spine. She growled low her throat after noticing that she has been caught and that sent a new wave of fear through my body. She dropped the flashlight and vanished into the night air with the blink of an eye. I let out the breath that I had been holding and walked up to the car, noticing that she has been fixing him up in secret. I had noticed the car looking better each night that I would go and check out the car to make sure that he wasn't rusting as well as fixing the little thing here and there. But now looking at the car with the flashlight that Akuma had dropped I could see that the car was almost finished. I sighed and picked up the tools, carrying them to the house and placing them on the desk with a loud thump. I grabbed a bottle of scotch from the cabinet and poured myself a glass, shot it back and then collapsed on the couch. I wasn't ready to deal with all this drama alone. If this was going to happen, everyone needed to be here to deal with it.
Alice's P.O.V. - September 26th
I had gone to bed early, not feeling very well after chugging back a large glass of whiskey. I had been feeling like crap all week but today was for some reason worse. I drifted in and out of sleep for a few hours before I finally dozed off in the blackness of my mind.
I stood in an old barn, pieces of the roof lay on the floor and the wind was howling outside. There was the figure of a man ahead of ma and a woman beside him, her figure and stance familiar. "Akuma?" I called softly, freezing when she turned and looked at me. Her face was pale with blood splattered across it but I could already tell that it wasn't her own. A sick smile spread across her face and her eyes melted to black as she looked down. I followed her gaze and screamed at the sight of Sam and Dean's bodies lying at her feet. "What did you DO?!"
"Well I killed them of course." Her voice was slick and icy as she stepped over them, moving towards me. "And now I'm going to kill you."
"Why?! Why are you doing this?!" I screeched, my throat hurt but I needed to know why. I tried to stand my ground but ended up backing up until my back hit the wall, a short sob clawing its way from my throat.
"Because I told her to." Came the sickening reply from the man who had been standing with her. I caught a flash of yellow moments before everything went black.
"Hey, Alice. It's okay. You're safe. Wake up." I could see the dark figure hovering over me and I felt his hands lift off my shoulders, allowing me to flick on the lamp that was beside my bed. It was Sam, he was standing beside my bed with a worried look plastered on his face. I sat up in the bed and ran a hand over my face, feeling the cool wetness of tears that had slipped down my cheeks. "Are you okay?" He asked, sitting down on the edge of my bed. I didn't answer, I didn't know what I wanted to say, what I could say. "You were calling out in your sleep. I was worried that something had happened." I watched as he lowered his eyes, I followed his gaze down to his chest, his bare chest. I blushed finally noticing that he was in fact shirtless, I turned my head away quickly to hide my rosy cheeks, feeling the heat of my blush spread over my body.
"No." I finally spoke after he had let out a breath as if to get up. His eyes darted back to me, and I gazed up at him feeling tears start to prickle behind my eyes. "Please stay." I felt this deep pull starting to form in my stomach; I didn't want to be alone anymore. After Akuma had abandoned me, I couldn't let Sam leave, not tonight. I needed something, warmth, protection, I felt so alone now that the voices had disappeared from my head. I have never felt like this before, so closed off and far from everything and everyone. Sam half smiled and shifted on the bed, pulling himself beside me so that we were sitting side by side with our backs against the headboard. He didn't say anything else, he just sat beside me, listening to the sound of wind outside the window. I had found my eyes growing heavy again and so I laid back down in the bed and pulled the covers up to my shoulders. I had my back turned to Sam until I had drifted into a soft lull of sleep. At some point Sam had reached over and turned the lamp off and laid down beside me. I guess the bed wasn't as big as I thought it was because the next time I woke up Sam was pressed up against my backside, I could the heat of his chest through my back. The warmth had set in but I wanted more, he was so warm it was soothing. I felt a hand clutch the sheets around my waist, realizing that his arm had been draped over my waist. I smiled to myself feeling safe under him, so much so that I had drifted off again.
The next time I woke it was by a soft murmuring sound. I sucked in a breath, feeling around for the blankets but the only thing I could feel were my own arms wrapped around Sam's chest. His arm tossed over my side, I could feel his hand stroking my lower back in a soothing way and I leaned into his chest trusting him. The bridge of my nose had been settled under his chin, my breath warm against his throat, my lips almost brushing his skin. Whenever I was around him I could feel this pull, this want of intimacy and now I had him or rather he had me wrapped up against his chest. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips against the soft skin of his neck, just under his ear. I felt him suck in a breath and then slowly let it out. I watched as he leaned his head back slightly, his eyes opening slowly.
"Did you just…" He spoke in a whisper. I smiled and pulled my hands up to his chest, and answered with a low 'yes'. Feeling a hum fill his chest I smiled and he bowed his head to meet my eye level, our lips mere inches apart. There it was again, the pull, I lifted my chin just enough so that my lips met with his. I felt his head nudge back a little but then he pushed into the kiss as I let him. His lips were soft on mine, everything that I had hoped they'd be. His mouth moved with mine, slow and simple, I didn't dare push any farther. He pulled away first, smiling, and he brushed a strand of my hair out of my face.
"Get some sleep." He pressed a kiss to my forehead and I let my face fall to his shoulder where I nuzzled my face into his warm skin and drifted off until morning.
Sam's P.O.V. - October 17th
"Hey guys so get this. There's a hunt that I found that might be one of the biggest ones we've ever done. It's a whole nest of vamps and werewolves working together, it's just across the Canadian border." I looked up from the article on my computer that Ash had sent me, looking between Alice and Dean. Alice pulled a face that looked like some mix between interest and disgust, though she closed her computer and looked forward. Dean mostly looked confused and I felt the same way, why wolves and vampires were working together was beyond me but it sounded bad.
"That sounds heavy." Alice finally muttered after a long silence, she ran a hand through her hair and frowned as she tugged her fingers through what looked like a tough knot.
"It's only a couple day's drive away and well this thing is pretty big and has been causing a lot of trouble for the locals and the tourists. I mean if you don't think we can handle it, then-" I started, turning my gaze on Dean when he waved a hand at me, dismissing me before he started to speak.
"Oh we can take anything. We're going." He said, leaning back in his chair and finishing off the beer in his hand. We had been here for a few days and I was getting antsy too but I hadn't wanted to do another hunt when ash had told me he was close to locking down a location on Akuma, not to mention that the weird news we could find was basically air, giving us nothing to go off of to actually call it a hunt.
"We can scout out the place when we get there, settle in so that we can get a handle on what this shit-show is really about." Alice stood up and stretched a bit, her gaze slowly drifting around the kitchen. She looked wide awake and more her than she had in a while and I was hoping that seeing Akuma would help her, if we even could. The last time we got close was last month just before we came to Bobby's and we got there late. They didn't know I was trying to get us to Akuma but we found a vampire mess that had been taken down and the cops had said a black haired agent with weird blue eyes had been there and taken care of the murders that had been happened. Alice had lost it a bit and started drinking a lot more and I almost changed my mind on tracking Akuma down, but I talked to Bobby about what I was doing and he agreed that it was best.
"Wow, Alice, tell us what you really think." Dean shot out, his tone bitchy and annoyed. Both of them had been arguing a lot and getting on each other's nerves, especially since the last hunt. I sighed and rubbed a hand over my mouth, holding back my frustration so I could stay calm and deal with them both.
"Shut up." Alice shot back, her eyes narrowing as she glared at my brother.
"She's still a little wasted…" I whispered to Dean, leaning so I was close to him. Alice turned her glare on me and I gave her a small, weak smile "She's been drinking since we got to Bobby's."
"I can hear you, I am sitting right here." Alice rolled her eyes and walked a few steps away, grabbing some food from the fridge and moving to the microwave, looking like she was making an effort to ignore us. After she had the food and a fork she turned and leaned against the counter and stared at us, mostly Dean, lifting the pie in the container to her mouth. I smacked Dean on the arm as he made a disgruntled noise and turned my attention to Alice. Why she had to eat the last piece of pie I didn't know, but it wasn't apple pie and that's all that mattered.
Alice smirked and stuck her tongue out at Dean before looking at me and speaking. "Anyways, that's a good idea. We can pack our stuff and get on the road later, drive to this place and camp out for a few days if we need to get everything settled." She mumbled around a mouthful of pie. I rolled my eyes and finished my own beer.
"Hey Sammy don't forget your passport." Dean laughed as he spoke and I groaned softly. The picture was from forever ago and I was young and a mess. Dean loved to look at it and bug me about it from time to time and I didn't want this to be one of those times. I looked up to see Alice lifting her eyebrows at me, a devilish look crossing her face, a look that I learned tagged along with her pulling some sort of prank or getting up to something else that would leave either me or Dean embarrassed and it seemed like this time it would be me.
Dean's P.O.V - October 20th
It was a bit difficult keeping my eyes on the road this early in the morning but we had just crossed the border and were in the homestretch now. Both Alice and Sam had insisted on leaving early in case it took forever to get across the border and so here we were, at seven in the freaking morning with the heat blasting because it was fucking cold with snow basically everywhere. To keep myself awake I turned up the music and started humming, jolting and swerving when I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Dean…"
"Jesus Christ!" I yelled, pulling baby back into the right lane and glaring over my shoulder at Alice. I had completely forgotten she was in here because she had been so quiet since we started this trip. Her lips were in a straight line and she looked grumpy, but at least she was sober for now. I turned my gaze back to the road and swallowed, turning the music down and tightening my hands on the wheel when Sam started laughing.
"Sorry, I was just thinking that you could take the next turn off of this highway." Alice spoke softly and I glance in the mirror just in time to catch her eyes darken in colour. She looked like she really didn't want to be talking but it didn't matter. She made me get up way too early, scared me, and now she was trying to lead us in the wrong direction. I couldn't hold back the wave of frustration as I turned my gaze back to the road, my shoulders tensing.
"Why? That's not where we are going." I concentrated on keeping my eyes on the road as her small body hit the back seat of Baby and a sigh escaped from her lips. I rolled my eyes in anticipation for what she was about to say next, already sure that it was going to be something useless information that I didn't need to hear.
"I've got a place we can stay. My house is not too far from the attack site. It's just a little ways out of town anyways." She growled out, returning my frustration. I rolled my eyes but frowned when she mentioned her house. I wasn't sure how or why she had a house, the only hunter I knew that actually had a house was Bobby and that's 'cause he'd been living in it forever and actually owned it. I couldn't see how she could have a house
"Your house?" I glanced at Sam as I took the turn Alice had mentioned, noticing that he had completely turned in his seat to look at her, shock and confusion written all over his face.
"Yeah, well more like a farm...with a barn…" Alice muttered and my eyes widened as I looked in the rear view mirror. She owns a fucking barn?! "Next left." She instructed and I did so, following her directions until we pulled up to a two story, classic, white farmhouse. It was white with a beautiful balcony and a red barn sitting not too far away. I raised my eyebrows with excitement. The house had been well kept and looked practically brand new, of course with the old style appeal of a farm.
"Holy shit." I breathed, putting baby in park and looking at Alice. "You own this?"
"Yeah… my dad finished paying it off when he was young. I was his only family member, and his daughter, so he left it to me in his will." She said with a shrug, opening the door and causing me to shiver when the cold air hit. "Just… stay out of the attic." She closed the door behind her as she moved and I frowned, wondering why she hadn't bothered to grab her things before I realized that she probably had more stuff inside, due to it being her own house and such. I stared at the house for a moment longer, still taking in the look of it. It was such… an apple pie place to live, it was gorgeous and somewhere I would've liked to live if I had a normal life. I swallowed hard and got out of the car, tugging my jacket tight around me before grabbing my bag and trudging to the house, frowning as it started to snow. I didn't understand how it could snow so much anywhere and I definitely was not going to go any further north. I would be content to stay in the states in the areas where it didn't snow at all.
Once inside I stomped my feet at the entrance and slip out of my shoes, stepping further inside and looking around. The place looked like it had been around for years, but everything had been updated to new appliances. I wandered around a bit and set my bag down on the kitchen table, listening to Sam whistle low as he came into the kitchen with Alice right beside him. "This place is incredible. Why don't you stay here more?" I asked, not able to help myself, even if it might have been a bad idea. I would want to base my life here if I had the chance, it didn't make sense why she wouldn't.
"Because I'm not here a lot. And I don't want it getting wrecked by some vengeful monsters or something." She shrugged and flipped on the lights, rubbing her hands over her arms. "I'm going to start the furnace… the room at the end of the hall on the right is my room. Take your pick from the rest, they're all on the second floor." She muttered, looking between us and waiting for us to nod in response.
"Thanks…. let's get set up and you and Alice can get into your Fed threads I'll stay here and research." Sam instructed, catching Alice's attention before she left the room. She turned to look between us and lifted her eyebrows at Sam. I turned and looked at my younger brother as well, wondering who died and made him boss.
"Really now." I frowned at him and quickly glanced at Alice who rolled her eyes. I didn't want to babysit her, she'd been grumpy and getting on my nerves constantly lately, it wouldn't be a good outcome for either one of us.
"What? Can't handle the fuzz?" Alice's voice was teasing but I frowned in confusion. I had no clue what the fuzz was, she was talking nonsense.
"Fuzz?" Sam laughed but he sounded just as confused as I did, a weird frown crossing his face. I turned back to Alice and stared at her, narrowing my eyes when she burst out laughing.
"The cops." She explained, shoving her hair out of her face and grinning wide at us, her eyes light. "It's Canadian slang dipshits. Anyways. I'm turning on the heat, but go get changed, Dean, and you two can pick a room." She didn't wait for a response before she turned and opened a door to what I assumed was a basement and I walked up to the second floor. The first thing I noticed was a spiral staircase going up to what I assume was an attic and frowned, tilting my head. I had no idea why Alice had said to stay out of the attic but my curiosity was getting the better of me so I walked towards it. I was expecting some sort of creepy attic with spider webs and something hidden but when I pushed open the door I was facing a room. There was a black bed in the middle of it that was close to the floor with a wide window above it, while the opposite wall was filled with bookshelves. There wasn't a lot of decoration other than a couple of framed pictures on the dresser in the far corner and some boxes across from me. Against my better judgment I walked further in and picked up one of the pictures, taking in the woman there. She was tall and had bright green eyes but hair as black as Akuma's and my heart dropped. I'd seen a similar picture before in Akuma's locket and I came to the realization of whose room I was in. I set the picture back down and backed up slowly, my eyes grazing the room one more time. It was really simple and only coloured black and white, and everything fit her. I swallowed hard again and spun on my heel, heading back to the second room and throwing my bag into a random one before getting changed and ready to go talk to the cops.
Alice's P.O. V. - October 25th
It had taken a couple of days to actually track down these bastards but we had finally done it after getting the information from one of the vamps that had been teaming up with a wolf. Apparently his partner was on the hunt right now and with the sun so low to the horizon we were rushing to get to the location we had been given. I swallowed hard and bounced in my seat a bit, excited to get this hunt over with. The vampire wouldn't talk about why or how he had teamed up with the wolf, no matter how many times we tried. Either way this thing needed to be stopped before it could take another life or turn someone.
It didn't take long before the old barn was in sight and I narrowed my eyes at how close it was to my house. The monsters used to stay away, especially when me and my father were home, but I and Akuma had only made a few stops by lately. It was nice being home and I really wanted to stay but I couldn't with Akuma's room hanging over me. I had seen Dean's face when he came down to talk to the cops with me on the first day we were here and I could tell he had gone into the attic anyways, he had looked shaken up and confused but wouldn't talk to me about anything until we got there. I was dragged out of my thoughts by a bump and notices that we had reached the barn. I easily slip out of the back seat and pulled out my gun, loaded with silver bullets, and headed towards the doors with the boys. My heart dropped at the sound of growling inside and the sound of someone shuffling around with the occasional crash of an object. I exchanged a glance with Dean before the door was thrown open. There was a wolf on top of a woman with black hair. She had frozen but her face was hidden by hair and the wolf took the chance to attack, causing her to spin and face it again. I stood with my hands lowered at the ground, staring in silence as one of the boys shot the wolf, hitting it in the shoulder and causing it to stumble back. In that moment, the woman reached to her side and grabbed a massive knife that glinted silver before disappearing into the wolf's head.
She turned around a moment later and stared at all of us, her pupils were dilated wide and there was blood on her face but she looked like she was ready to bolt. She took a step back and I dropped my gun, launching myself at her and taking her to the ground, my fist easily meeting her face.
Akuma's P.O.V
I didn't bother moving for the first few hits that Alice place on my face but at about the third one I shook off the shock of them being here enough to fend off the next hit and flip us so that I had her arms pinned over her head and me knee digging into her gut, a growl forming in my chest. I knew she'd be pissed but my jacket was ruined enough, they almost caused me to get hurt by the stupid wolf and she fucking brought Dean of all people. Why she'd do that if they were trying to be here on purpose, I had no idea. But we hadn't been up here to Canada in ages, we had agreed to stay in the states because there were enough hunters here, she had to be doing this on purpose. She was being a brat.
"Bitch!" Alice managed to get one of her arms free and punched me in the mouth, causing blood to drip from my lips and down my chin, though she winced a bit at the contact. "You left me! Selfish bitch!" She spat, bringing her fist towards me again, though I swatted it out of the way easily, glaring down at her.
"I didn't do it on purpose!" I snapped, my eyes going wide as a sharp pain went through my head, followed by my head being yanked back. "DID YOU JUST PULL MY FUCKING HAIR?!" I screamed, grabbing her hand and pulling it away, pinning it down again. I had had enough. If Dean hadn't told them what happened I was going to fucking kill him. This was all his fault.
"You pushed me away like everything else!" Alice snarled, spitting at me and trying to pull her arms away again, her green eyes dark as she twisted under me. I shifted my weight and pinned both of her hands with one arm, wiping the spit off of my cheek and pulling my fist back, a wave of anger filling me, though I was stopped from hitting her when arms wrapped around my waist and pulled my into the air, another pair of hands prying Alice's wrists out of my hand. I twisted and glared at the one who grabbed me, relaxing a bit when I noticed it was Sam. If it had been Dean I would have fucking lost my mind. I spun and faced Alice again, growling when I noticed Dean helping her up.
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"You don't know what you're talking about! I didn't want to leave." I tried to force my voice to be calm as I struggled against Sam, but he was a lot stronger than he looked. His grip was iron as he held me against his side, though Dean had to hold Alice down and away from me when she tried to launch herself at me again. She was panting hard and I was too but I couldn't believe she had believed Dean's fucking lies. She was smarter than this, unless she was blinded by her stupid schoolgirl crush on the younger one.
"Oh really. Then why did you abandon me, bitch!?" Alice snapped, trying to get away from Dean only a couple of times before giving up, her hands shaking.
"That dickwad told me too!" I said, giving up on trying to get away from Sam and gesturing at Dean instead, a smaller wave of anger pulsing through my chest and making me feel sick. I shouldn't have let him convince me to go but he had been right and the fact that he lied about it was fucking disgusting, but I was too exhausted to get totally pissed at him. I'd been running on anger a lot lately and I could use a nap and a nice long bath, and almost went to the farm for one but I couldn't go there. It was a place for both me and Alice, I wouldn't be able to stay there alone.
"No I didn't." Dean stuttered out and I turned my gaze onto him, meeting his eyes and pulling my lips back form my teeth. He couldn't seriously be keeping up with this lie, he was so fucking dumb if he thought that he'd get away with it.
"Oh yes you did!"
"When?" Dean demanded, letting Alice go and crossing his arms over his chest. I looked up at Sam and he let me go, giving me time to stretch before I rounded on Dean, moving closer but making sure to stop a few feet away so they wouldn't feel the need to fucking pin me again.
"At the fucking hospital!" I growled, shoving my hands into the pockets of my jeans and moving forward, I bumped Alice away with my hip and stopped about a foot away from him and glared hard at him as I spoke,
"I never saw you at the hospital, I was in a coma." Dean looked defensive and I rolled my eyes at him, tossing my hair back and glaring at Alice when she tried to yank on my arm. She backed off and I turned back to Dean, a sick smile crossing my face when I met his eyes, I couldn't believe that he was trying so hard.
"Tessa practically had you tied around her little finger!" I said slowly, my voice going calm as I spoke, there was no point in wasting anger on this situation; he didn't deserve it. None of them did. They were all fucking acting like I was some massive monster. And I may be some sort of monster but I wasn't a monster.
"Who the fuck is Tessa?" Dean looked confused and took a step backwards, his eyebrows furrowing as he met my eyes, though his gaze dropped away after about a second. The asshole couldn't even look me in the eyes.
"The REAPER!" I snapped, rolling my eyes and throwing my hands up in the air out of exasperation and rocking back on my heels, shoving my hands into my hair and tangling my fingers in the strands, tugging a bit and closing my eyes, taking a deep breath in through my nose. That bitch almost had him convinced to kill himself, thinking about it disgusted me.
"The what? What the fuck is going on?! I don't know what you're talking about, you're crazy!" Dean's voice started to raise with every word, which only fueled my anger.
"What do you mean you don't remember?" I raked my hands through my hair, tugging hard at knots and staring him down, my teeth worrying my bottom lip.
"I mean…..I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!" Dean shouted back, looking as if he wanted to strangle me at this point. This entire conversation was going nowhere.
"So you don't remember yelling at me and telling me that I need to leave or else everybody will die? Well I took your word for it and left to go hunt down my father." My voice was completely calm as I spoke, sliding my hands over my jacket and fingering the holes the damn wolf left. If he wasn't already dead I would have skinned him alive. I'd had this jacket since I left my father and this was the first time it got ripped and I'd die before it happened again.
"Funny, 'cause we're hunting him down too. You know after he killed my dad and all." Dean sounded sarcastic as he spoke and rolled his eyes at me, his hands going to the back of his neck and his gaze dropping down to the ground again. He kicked it hard and I pinched the bridge of my nose, taking another deep breath.
"Oh so it's now all about you and your dad again?!" Alice shot, her voice filled with anger and sarcasm as she moved forward a bit, looking as if she wanted to swing at one of us, though she didn't look like she was sure of what one.
"Shut up Alice!" Dean and I snapped on her at the same time before we turned and glared at each other. I turned my back a bit and face Sam who looked like he just wanted to leave and I felt the exact same way, this entire day had drained me of almost everything I had.
"You leave for three months because Dean bitched out at you, without telling anyone, you cannot tell me to shut up. I have more than enough things to say to you, and you're going to listen." Alice ranted, moving so she was standing in front of me, her hand lifted and finger pointed directly at me.
"Well look who grew a pair." I could feel the sarcasm in my tone but I didn't care, instead I smirked at the glare on Alice's face getting bigger and more intense as she moved towards me, her hands balling into fists.
"I think we have bigger things to worry about right now, can you just stow your baggage for like ten minutes." Sam spoke up and Alice stopped as we both turned to face him. I was about to ask what he meant when I heard he movement outside and groaned. I thought my uncle had been lying about a nest of vampires, but he just have been lying about something else. I turned and grabbed the handle of my knife, pulling it out of the wolf's head with a sickening suctioning noise. Without hesitation I turned towards the door and lifted my hand, causing them to blow open and a couple of vampires to freeze long enough for us to go at them. We made quick work of them as it was a small nest and it was easier for me to keep multiple pinned at the same time. But throughout it all I could think about was that my uncle hadn't been lying to me about this but he had been about something, maybe it was about going after my dad but I couldn't be sure until I could get back to him.
"So you can either come with us willingly or I'll shackle you and stuff you in the trunk." Alice said as she dropped the last vamp. I stared at her and lifted my eyebrows in response. I knew I could get away from her, until I felt a firm grip on my shoulders and turned to see Sam there, a determined look on his face. I could get away but I didn't really want to. I missed Alice, even if she did hate me, and I could interrogate my uncle later… but still. I turned my attention back to Alice and rolled my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest and staring down at her.
"We gotta pick up Sirius." I instructed, lifting my chin a bit so I was staring down my nose at Alice. She gave me a confused look and when I turned to the others they both looked just as confused "I fixed him up and took him. He's at the bar in town."
"You are not driving anywhere." Dean grumbled, pulling his keys out of his pocket and glaring at me, the look on his face was weird and I couldn't read it. I frowned and resisted the temptation to dig into his mind for an answer and turned my gaze away.
"Fine, Sam will drive my car...with me in the passenger seat." It was the only compromise I would give. I missed Alice but she was about ready to kill me. Sam was calmer and I had a feeling he'd actually talk to me. Sam had loosened his grip a bit and seemed to accept the deal so I stepped away from him, taking in the look of complete and utter shock on her face.
"What?" Alice looked like she thought I was sick and it took a bit of strength not to laugh at her. I barely let her drive my car so I could understand her confusion, but I would face off with my dad alone before I sat in a car with Alice or Dean for that long alone, even if it was a short ride. I kept getting flashes of the farm from all three of them and feelings of envy from Dean, so I had a feeling that they were staying there. Not to mention that it was close and free.
"You heard me. Sam will drive." I said, turning and looking at Sam. He had a confused look on his face and his eyes were wide like a puppies. I lifted my eyebrows and pulled out my keys, handing them to Sam before we all piled into the impala.