Akuma's P.O.V.
I rolled out of my bed with a groan and pulled the blankets with my onto the floor before I stood up, glad that my bed was so close to the ground. It had been so long since I slept in my own bed and I was glad that we had all agreed to stay in Canada until the end of the month. I was hoping the fact that we were leaving the day of or the day after Halloween would distract Alice from the fact that it was my birthday, but I knew it was probably wishful thinking. She always remembered and she never let me live it down no matter how much I hated it. With a groan I pulled the blankets tighter around me, glad I wore pj's to bed the night before so I wouldn't have to drop the blanket to get dressed. The house was cold and it was only about eight in the morning but I didn't bother staying quiet walking down the stairs. There were still hunts to do and we should be getting on it, not sleeping in.
I yawned as I finally made it to the kitchen and shuffled around, gathering things for coffee before starting it in the pot, crouching down to stare at it pour down. I rubbed my eye and yawned, glancing over my shoulder when I heard shuffling feet. Dean stepped into the kitchen and rubbed his eyes before glaring at me. "Did you have to wake up the whole house with your stomping?" He grumbled and I turned my attention back to the coffee pot.
"You're the only person that's awake so no." I answered, straightening up and moving to the kitchen chair, sitting down and pulling my knees to my chest so I was curled up. "Hope you like your coffee black or just with sugar, I don't think we have powdered cream that's any good. I take my coffee black, and Alice doesn't usually care. Plus we haven't been here in forever." I shrugged my shoulders and buried my face up to my eyes in the blanket, peering out at Dean and smirking at the grumpy look on his face.
"Yeah, black is fine." He grumbled, plopping down across from me and shivering slightly as he shoved a hand through his hair and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. I stood when the coffee beeped and used one hand to keep the blanket around me and grabbed two cups, pouring the coffee and taking mine and leaving the other on the counter as I headed to the living room, flipping on the old radio and sitting down on the couch, watching as Alice walked down the stairs and shot me a small glare before turning and walking into the kitchen. I sighed, closing my eyes as I held the coffee in my hands and taking another sip, resting my head back against the couch. I didn't know how long Alice was going to be mad at me but it was already annoying. She wasn't even trying to get over it or understand why I left but she still wanted me here. I wanted to be here, but not really if she was going to be glaring at me all the time. And I knew the boys didn't trust me and that Dean was still pissed at me. I wasn't going to purposely try to read their minds but when they looked at me and had such flashes of emotion I felt it, and now that I had honed my mind reading abilities it was harder to block it out.
I finished my coffee off quickly and moved to the kitchen, setting the cup in the empty dishwasher and avoiding looking at Dean and Alice but feeling their eyes on me as I went upstairs to my room, ditching my blanket on the bed before grabbing clean clothes and a towel, making my way to the bathroom for a shower. I could already tell this day was going to suck and my birthday was only about a week away, which would suck even more. I sighed and got into the shower, taking my time before getting out and changing, twisting my hair up in the towel and walking downstairs again, giving a small wave to Sam and frowning at Dean. "So is there anything else with the nest from the other day? Or was it really that small?" I asked when no one else spoke. This was already getting ridiculous.
"No one's looked yet…" Sam piped up, his hair still sticking out in every direction as he sipped his coffee. Alice was usually the morning person and she did look wide awake but was acting as grumpy as I usually was. "But I can in a sec… just let me get my computer." He mumbled with a short yawn. I sighed and nodded, walking to grab my jacket.
"I'm going to get firewood… anyone care to help?" I asked, looking between them. I doubted they trusted me to leave alone and so I waited patiently while Dean and Alice stared each other down, Alice smirking when she won and Dean stood up, rubbing a hand over his hair.
"Give me a sec to find something warm." He grumbled, moving up to the second floor. I hesitated for a moment and went to the closet, digging around and pulling out one of dads, Alice's dads, old jackets. It was thick and warm and about Dean's size. I frowned when a whiff of his old cologne came off the jacket along with dust, making me sneeze. It was hard to believe a smell could cling to the jacket for so long. I shook off the emotion and closed the closet door, pulling on my boots and pulling my hair out of the towel, putting it in a tight bun instead so that it wouldn't freeze to my skin. It wasn't really that cold out yet so I wasn't that worried, but I was used to it. The moment Dean was downstairs I handed him the jacket and waited for him to pull it on, my lips forming a thin line before I turned and walked out the door.
Alice's P.O.V.
"I can't fucking believe her!" I snapped the moment the door shut behind Akuma and Dean. "How can she be acting like everything is normal?!" I turned to Sam, keeping a tight hold on my coffee mug. Whenever we were here she shuffled around in a blanket until she'd had her first cup of coffee and then she showered and when to get wood for the fire. Ever since she was first here and decided to stay she did that and she usually went with my dad instead of Dean, and then she'd finally eat if she felt up to it. It was infuriating that she was acting the same, so much had changed since we were last here and she had fucking abandoned me. She didn't have the fucking right.
"Well what else is she supposed to do? Ignore us all like you and Dean are doing to her?" Sam asked, looking like her regretted what he said when I glared at him, feeling my face harden in response to what he had said. "Look… all I'm saying is that we all dragged her back here and we want her here but you two are ignoring her. It's not like she can do anything else." He tried to explain but I rolled my eyes. He may be right but it still pissed me off, she should be acting different, like maybe trying to suck up to me or something.
"I guess… let's just find a hunt or something. Something to distract me before I lose it again." I grumbled, finishing off my coffee and standing to get more. I thought my temper might get a bit better if we found her but it wasn't. She should've come back to us on her own and fucking apologized. Instead we had to find her by chance and then bring her back here partially by threats and she hasn't fully apologized, just made excuses and tried to blame Dean for everything. Like I got that it was partially his fault, he told her she'd be the reason we'd all die, but she still could've, and should've made the choice to stay. She is a grown woman.
"Actually… what if we just send Dean and Akuma on a hunt?" Sam asked, and I turned to face him, frowning when I noticed his eyes were on the ground and his hands were shoved into the pockets of his pj pants. I tilted my head and lifted my eyebrows curiously.
"What would we do then?" I asked, abandoning my coffee cup on the counter and crossing my arms over my chest, taking a few steps forward and biting down on my lip as he shifted his weight, shying away slightly.
"I dunno, we could both use some relaxing… maybe we could go to dinner or something?" He blurted and I felt my face go red. I wasn't sure if he was asking me on a date or what, though a part of me was really hoping he was, but I was never sure of how to read these situations. Akuma was always good at that, that's why she was the one that flirted to get what she wanted.
"L-like a date?" I stuttered, biting down hard on my lip and staring at him, waiting for an answer. He lifted his head to speak, looking relieved, but also had a slight dust of pink wash over his cheeks. I knew my face was probably as red as my hair, I was never good at fighting off blush and anytime something like this or something embarrassed happened I was instantly red. Sam opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by the door slamming open and a gust of cold air.
"- because I'm a woman doesn't mean I don't know how to properly cut wood!" Akuma's tone was angry and frustrated and I sighed, rolling my eyes at the sound of her stomping snow off her boots. "I told you I needed help carrying it, I've been cutting wood forever. You're the one that doesn't know how to cut it!"
"I never said it's because you're a woman!" Dean snapped back, his low voice sounding just as annoyed as the door slammed closed again and something fell to the floor. "And if you look closely my wood is cut a lot better than yours." There was more sounds of stomping feet before they both trudged by, clinging to their jackets.
"Yeah, if you're looking for kindling." Akuma growled, glancing between Sam and me quickly and lifting her eyebrows before smirking and turning away. I swallowed hard and felt the blush slowly drain from my face now that the tension was gone. Dean looked pissed and grumpy, as usual, and his face was red from the cold. He shot a glare at Akuma's back but followed her into the living room.
"Do you really want to be stuck on a hunt with those two?" Sam asked, lifting his eyebrows at me and smiling. I shook my head in response and turned back to my coffee, picking it up and pressing it to my lips, letting it warm me from the cold air that had gotten into the house.
"Find something… maybe they can get some cream while they're out. And some proper food. I want Akuma to make eggs before we leave." I grumbled, relaxing as Sam nodded and went up the stairs, returning a short time later with his computer.
Dean's P.O.V
I left Akuma to start the fire and padded upstairs, pulling open the closet and pulling out a towel before heading to the bathroom, shaking out the towel to make sure it wasn't too dusty. Alice said that she sometimes had a cleaning service come by to tidy things up every once and awhile, but it looked like they hadn't been by for at least a month. With a small sigh I stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind me, setting the towel on the closed toilet and setting the water to hot, letting it run while I got undressed. I let the warm water wash over me when I stepped in, shaking off the chill from outside as I thought about everything going on. It was strange to be in a house that wasn't Bobby's and especially for so long. I had to admit, it was nice. I could see why Alice loved it here, out in an open field, a forest resting on the property line. It was succulent but not entirely, it was quiet and peaceful. I guess it was easier for Akuma out here, to be alone and to be herself where no one had to deal with her stubbornness and her, well you know, the whole demon thing.
I groaned slightly when the hot water started to turn cold and shut off the shower, wrapping myself in the towel and moving down the hall to the room I had claimed, digging through my bag for a warmer pair of clothes, settling on jeans and a thick long sleeve under a t-shirt. I was not prepared for this weather, but Akuma had said I could keep using the jacket she had lent me earlier which was helpful. After I was satisfied with my attire, I walked downstairs and into the living room again. Akuma was sprawled across the couch, with her hair down again and a book in her hands, the fire popping and snapping as I sunk into the arm chair by the couch. I sat in silence for a moment before sighing and looking over at Akuma. "Watcha reading?" I asked, stretching my legs out and relaxing as the heat washed over me. She looked up at me and met my eyes for a moment before rolling her eyes and looking down at the book again, flipping the page and continuing to read. I sighed and leaned forward, reading the title. It was titled 'Bulfinch's Mythology' and had a design of what looked like a shield with medusa's head on it and the writing and designs were all gold and red on a black background. It was styled to look old but it really looked as if it were only a couple of years old.I sighed and looked away when I noticed there wasn't really anything on the back cover, my eyes studying the fire for a moment before they turned to my brother as he walked into the room.
"Hey… I have a hunt for you two." He said and I frowned lifting my eyebrows at him and waiting for an explanation. He shifted his weight a bit and I swore I saw blush on his cheeks but couldn't get anything in before he started talking. "Both me and Alice are going to stay here to do some research." The moment he finished Akuma laughed before muttering something softly, though the only thing I could make out was something about research and bodies. I ignored her and turned my attention back to my brother.
"You guys can do research on the case, at the hotel." I argued, sitting up straight and crossing my arms over my chest. There was no way I was going to be stuck with Akuma alone after everything that had happened, not to mention that she was acting like a total cow today. She had started an argument over nothing while we were getting wood and it would be hell to be stuck with her for however long a hunt would take.
"Suck it up dean, you two can get it done fast and the cops would be suspicious about four agents from the FBI, and yes I know we could hide and stick to research, but there is no way we're going to stay locked up in a hotel room when we could be here." Sam argues back, rolling his eyes and flicking his gaze from me to Akuma and back. "The research is about something down in the states and I doubt either of you have the attention span to dig for something this small."
"He's right. Let's just get it done with." Akuma said from behind me and I spun to face her, narrowing my eyes at the smirk on her face. She met my eyes briefly before setting her book down and looking back over my shoulder at Sam. "Where is it? And what's it about?" She questioned, stretching out her legs before standing, her smirk growing bigger as she met my gaze again. She looked like she was doing this just to piss me off and I wasn't getting a chance to argue from either of them, and Sam did have a good point. I hated the research portion of hunting; that was his specialty.
"A couple of towns over, Carlson, looks like a shapeshifter, but it could also be a werewolf." Sam muttered and I turned to see him standing a bit more relaxed and shoving his hands into his pockets. "There have been the usual murders with the murderers saying they were in a completely irrelevant place when the murders happened."
"Alight then. Get your shit together. We're taking my car." Akuma shoved her way past me and headed upstairs to grab her stuff, I rolled my eyes with a groan reaching into my pocket and handing Sam the keys to my car.
"Keep her out of the snow." I grumbled and went to pack my bag, I knew that deep down Sam was doing this on purpose, he wants to get me to apologize for something I have no recollection of, but they was never happening. Akuma was downstairs when I packed my bag and weapons, she spun her car keys on her finger like she was parading around and showing everyone that she was the greatest thing ever. I was already done with her shit for today, not to mention that I had to spend the next couple days with her. I groaned again and followed her out to the car.
Sam's P.O.V.
I had made a reservation for a fairly nice restaurant that wasn't really formal, but it was far from casual. I had put on a nice pair of slack and crisp white shirt, placing a black jacket on over top to complete the look. I figured that a blazer and tie would be too over the top, and I had probably spent more time trying to fix my messy bed head than anything. Once I was satisfied I trotted from my bedroom and down to the living room to wait for Alice, my stomach fluttering nervously. I let out a slow breath and turned when I heard the clink of high heels on the stairs. My eyes followed the wooden staircase up to where I met her slick black shoes, pale legs, short and tight black dress, and, finally, her face. A light pink dusted over the bridge of her nose when we finally made eye contact and I swallowed down the lump in my throat, trying to formulate words to say just how beautiful she was. She reached the bottom of the stairs just as I managed to squeak out something.
"Hi." I spoke, feeling heat rise in my chest at how lame I sounded. I wanted to say more but I was at a loss for words. Her hair was still curled but she had managed to tame it to fall down her back in wider and soft curls instead of the fluffy tangle of curls she usually had.
"Hi." She replied with a smile, her lips a dark shade of red. She barely had any makeup on other than black eyeliner and the lipstick, but it was enough; she really was beautiful. I swallowed hard again and took a breath, resisting the urge to shove my hand through my hair.
"You look great." I glanced over her again, I could barely keep my eyes to myself. The dress clung to her in all of the right places and the black colour made her eyes seem greener and her hair seem much brighter.
"You're not so bad yourself." She giggled and clasped her hands together. I could tell she was just as nervous as I was, which helped me relax a bit.
"Dean lent me his keys since they are taking Akuma's car on the hunt, so, shall we?" I offered my elbow to her and she took it, her green eyes shimmering as I lead her out to the Impala. I opened the door for her and ushered her into my brother's most prized possession. I closed the door behind her and studied her for a moment longer before I slipped into the driver's seat and started the car, pulling away from the house and onto the highway heading into town.
Once we got to the restaurant, we were seated by the window. Frost had worked its way into a circle around where we sat, making the view a little more romantic. She opened her menu and giggled, noticing I was still watching her. I glanced away as the waiter came back with a bottle of red wine and smiled while he filled the glasses before taking our order. Surprisingly Alice and I had ordered the same thing, drawing a grin from my lips, knowing that she was absolutely my type.
"This is really nice, Sam." She spoke, her eyes glittering in the dim light as she leaned forward a bit. I held her gaze and continued to smile, though it dropped slightly, not sure if this was too much or if she would prefer something less.
"It's not too much is it?" I asked, mostly for confirmation. I hadn't been on a real date in a pretty long time and I thought Alice would like something like this, but there was never a way to be completely sure. I could have done something more or something less, but this was more my style and I was hoping that it was hers to.
"Not at all. It's perfect, this is really amazing." Alice offered another soft smile, though she seemed less shy about it this time. I smiled back and relaxed easier this time; glad that she was enjoying it, she needed a night she enjoyed. "I'm really glad that you, uh, asked me out tonight. Things were getting a little heated."
"I wanted you to relax, I know you've been having a really hard time lately. You need a day off from hunting and demons and things and to just be normal. No fighting, no hunting, no crazy siblings." I ended with a slightly nervous laugh and fiddled with my fork, running my thumb over the metal of the utensil before lifting my gaze to hers.
"Just this. It's, I love it. Sam, thank you. I really needed this." She said softly as the food arrived. Through the meal we stayed quiet other than light talk and a few jokes. The food was amazing and we stayed for dessert and Alice had a few glasses of wine while I stuck to a single glass. I really didn't like to drink and drive. After a piece of cake each, I led the way back to the car and we headed back, Alice already talking in the passenger seat.
"And when the waiter dropped the pie on that guy." Alice laughed as we stumbled into the house. She was a little tipsy but just enough that she had let loose. She had insisted on holding my hand the entire car ride back and I was happy that Akuma's car was gone so I wouldn't have to deal with Dean mocking me for taking Alice out on a date. Alice and I had had a great time, there was hardly any mention of hunting and monsters and siblings for the entire night. This is the kind of life that I would have wanted to have, a normal life, taking girls out on dates, finding someone to be with and settle down. Not that I would jump to something like that with Alice, yes, I liked her, a lot, but yet I didn't want things to go too fast and hell I didn't even know if she felt this same pull that I felt every time I was around her.
She had pushed her way through the door and into the living room and since our hands were still connected, she was practically dragging me all over the house. She pulled me into her suddenly, walking backwards until she was against a wall, a sly look on her face.
"Alice?" I spoke just before her lips found mine. The kiss a little more chaste than I wanted it to be but I kissed her back, moving my mouth with hers. I felt her teeth skim across my bottom lip and I smiled into the kiss, leaning forward to push her a little harder into the wall so I could balance myself. Her hands held my shoulders, slowly snaking around my neck so she could intertwine her fingers in my hair and I licked at her lips, asking her for permission to enter her mouth. She moaned into the action, which allowed me entrance. As I explored her mouth she released my hair and started to explore my chest from under the jacket that she had pulled off and dropped to the floor. My one hand braced myself against the wall and the other held her waist, pulling at the soft fabric of her dress. A loud ringing brought me back to myself and I broke away from the kiss, a soft sigh escaping my lips as I reached into the pocket of my slacks to grab my phone. I was slightly out of breath when I answered, though I didn't think it would matter. Dean's voice filled the other end of the phone asking some questions about the lore about skin walkers and I rolled my eyes, realizing that he just ruined the moment big time. Dean then proceeded to complain about how stubborn Akuma was being and I turned to Alice, who was now smiling as she overheard the conversation about Akuma. She leaned in and wiped her thumb over my lip to get rid of some of her lipstick and I couldn't help but smile as I continued to deal with my brother.
Akuma's P.O.V.
"I fucking told you it'll be harder to catch than that!" I snapped, running a hand through my hair before yanking it back into a ponytail, taking a deep breath and turning to face Dean, narrowing my eyes at the look on his face. He looked smug, though I could see the frustration in his eyes. He had some brilliant idea to trap the skin walker when we should have been tracking it through the sewers where they liked to hide, and the idea had failed, majorly.
"Well it was an idea when you had nothing." Dean shot back, his voice low and holding a slight growl. We couldn't agree on anything for this hunt and it was doing nothing but causing bigger issues. I pressed my hand to my face, rubbing my eyes and looking to my side, my gaze landing on the manhole cover in the middle of the street.
"No. I had a plan and you just didn't want to follow it because you were scared of getting your pretty face dirty and clothes stinky." I growled as I started to walk towards the cover, crouching down once I reached it and pulling it up and off with ease. It hit the hard with a loud clank and I looked back at Dean, lifting an eyebrow and smirking. "News flash. Showers and washing machines exist, so get in." I slid into the hole and hit the ground hard, wincing as pain jolted from my knees. I missed my jacket, but at this point I was glad that I didn't have it so I wouldn't have to drag it through this. I pinched my mouth into a line as she smell hit my nose but refused to react as I looked up at Dean who had hesitantly started climbing down the ladder. "Pull the cover back over, will you?"
"You should've climbed down and pulled it over. We don't all have freaky hulk strength." Dean's voice was low but it echoed down the hole and easily made its way to my ears. I rolled my eyes and ignored him, starting to walk down the side of the sewer sidewalk. I had heard him grumbling to himself as we walked the path to get deeper in the network of tunnels. I paused abruptly after hearing water splashing around ahead of us. I signalled to him and he pulled out his gun; It was fight time and we had to get over our little feud for like ten minutes so that we could get this thing done and over with. I led the way into the next set of tunnels, sensing that the creature was close. I had loaded my gun with silver bullets back at the hotel, wanting to make sure that this thing was going to stay dead once we handled it. I had also shoved a silver blade into my boot just in case. I could feel the air begin to thicken as we rounded the corner to see a skin walker transform into a very large dog. I swore under my breath but pressed forward, aiming at the now charging canine. I shot off a round or two, hitting it in the leg, but the thing jumped and landed on me. It was heavy and teeth were now nipping at my face, slobber and blood speckled my face as I fought off the beast as much as I could. I called out for Dean to get his ass over here to help me but he called back that he had been 'busy'. Loud growls and barks echoed through the tunnel as another skin walker had attacked and sent Dean stumbling into the nasty water, causing a small smirk to cross my face; we were in trouble but I was glad he was in the gross water instead of me. I managed to pull my blade from my boot just as the skin walker went for my neck and I pierced the blade into its chest twice, making sure I stabbed the heart. It transformed back into the man that it had once been and fell limp on top of my body, making it easy for me to roll out from under it, wincing as pain shot out from the fresh bite and claw marks on my shoulder. My shirt and pants had been ruined and I growled a bit under my breath in frustration. I turned to see Dean practically drowning in sewer water as the other skin walker trapped him underneath it and I picked up my gun and shot it in the head, causing it to get knocked sideways off of Dean, letting him come up for air before he jumped out of the water, shaking off his entire body and gasping.
"What the hell?! I could have died!" He shouted at me, coughing up water and glared in my direction like it was my fault that he got jumped. I hadn't set him up for it, I was distracted trying to keep my body intact.
"Like you had my back." I turned to show him my new wound, my gaze going over my uninjured reaction to see his reaction. It didn't hurt now, but I was pissed that it had ripped apart my shirt that badly. It was one of my few long sleeved shirts and it was my favourite. This hunt was supposed to be easy, but I forgot how vicious the monsters were in Canada, not to mention that they teamed up. "And look, my favourite shirt is ruined! Immediately after you made me let down my guard with the wolf and got my shirt ruined!"
"Oh come on! It's a fucking shirt! I was drowning in shit water!" Dean snapped, his voice picking up a short growl. I flipped him the finger in response, not wanting to bother with arguing more. It's all we had been doing and I just wanted to get back to the hotel. I turned and shoved past him when he opened his mouth again, not giving him a chance to catch up to me until we were pulling ourselves out of a manhole. "Fuck I am showering when we get back to the farm." He grumbled and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"You're fucking changing first, you are NOT getting into my car in those clothes. You need to burn those." I left no room for argument as we walked through the tiny town to the hotel we had been staying in. I easily gathered my things and waited in Sirius for Dean to shower once and come out in clean clothes. I watched him closely as he put his bag in the back seat and got into the passenger side, his face set in an angry mask. I rolled my eyes, glad that I was clean, and drove back to the farm fast. When we got inside the house Alice and Sam were both in comfy clothes and sitting in the living room, Alice had her feet on Sam's lap. I lifted my eyebrows as I walked past them, but I made a beeline for my room dumping my stuff and grabbing a towel before racing to the bathroom, smirking when I beat Dean in and he sent a glare my way.