Hunting (On Hold)

Chapter 9. Uncertain

WL

I'm running through my house trying to get away from my family. They're trying to hurt me. The colours blur together as my eyes fill with tears. Why are they doing this to me. I scream when I trip and fall into the kitchen. Scramble to get up as I narrowly miss her claws. I try throwing objects at them but nothing is working. Why won't they stop. Why is nothing hurting them.

I need help or I'm going to die. I breath heavily as I make my way upstairs. I get into my room and put the chair under the handle as I move away from the door. My back hits the wall as I sink into a ball. I start crying. I have no where to run now and I'm stuck. I hear them snarl and claw on the other side of the door. I cry out and scream, scared of what they are going to do to me. It can't end like this. It can't be how my life ends.

The door splinters and I see the claws of my family, trying to make their way in. The door shoots open with a bang and I scream in horror at there mangled, furry bodies with dark eyes. There teeth chomping at the bit to get me. I can't hide and there's no where to run. There claws rip my arm as I scream in their ears to no end.

I feel hands on me shaking me. The scene changes in front of me to that of the bunker. I'm in the bunker not at home. Tears are flowing down my cheeks.

"Winnie?! Winnie can you hear me?" A voice asks as if its behind a wall of water. I look around, my vision blurred.

"Sam?" I croak.

"Yes, it's me Winnie. Shh it was a bad dream." He says pulling me into a hug. He strokes my hair as he holds me close, soothing me. I try not to think of that dream. Damn it subconscious why do you do this to me. I don't want to think of that or be reminded of what happened.

"Is she alright?" Dean asks concerned. I see a blurry shape in the door way of my room.

"I think she'll be fine. It was just a nightmare." He says in a soft voice. Probably saying it like that for my benefit. A hand rubs against my back to help sooth me a little more. I feel my stuffed panada on my lap and blush as I try to hide it in my sheets. My eyes feel crusted as if I've been sleeping for 12 hours. My stomach grumbles. How long has it been since I've eaten?

"Winnie is everything alright?" Dean asks from the door. I sit up away from Sam and wipe my eyes. I take a few breaths as I shake my head from that dream and awakening. I look at them both and they seem concerned and yet are trying not to show it. Should I be flattered or worried that they are worried about me? I shrug lightly.

"Just a bad dream. It will stop at some point." I say casually. I don't want them worried about me. "How long was I asleep for?" They share a look between each other. They may already know what the nightmare was about. No way to really change it and it will pass at some point. They've helped me and I don't want them to look like that for me. Everyone gets nightmares.

"You've been asleep for about 26 hours. From what Dean said you fought just as good as a seasoned hunter. If not better. Your body shut down once you came back basically and needed to sleep." Sam informs me. I can't believe I slept that long. No wonder my eyes feel weird.

"You both showed me what to do and I just didn't want to die. You find anything about why I'm supposedly special?" I ask as Sam gets up.

"We haven't found anything yet. It's quite frustrating but we can talk about that another day. Its the holiday's and Christmas is coming up. Thought we'd celebrate a little and try to have a few days monster free." Sam says trying to cheer me up. I sit on the edge of my bed and push my hair behind my ear.

"Didn't think either of you would be the holiday kind of people." I try to joke with them. I must look like a mess. I unconsciously pull on my hair, a little nervous that they are watching me and see me right after waking up.

"We have been celebrating it in recent years. Nothing too special." Dean says with a shrug. I wonder if he's just saying that so I don't think they don't celebrate it.

"Mhm. I'll be out shortly. I am very hungry." I say as my stomach grumbles in protest. They chuckle at that and leave. I'm glad to be here. I know it can't be easy for them having me here but at the same time I think they are glad as well.

I have no idea if I even want to celebrate Christmas this year. I have nothing to give either of them and there isn't much festivity in me. Maybe I should try to fake it. It might help me feel festive for the season if not to put on a face for them. I don't want to bring them down with what they've done for me. So, if I have to fake it then at least its something.

It seems weird that I'm feeling so safe here. I wouldn't think I could. I shake my head softly. Damn dream why would it be of them actually getting through my door and getting at me. It didn't happen like that. Though it would have ended like that if I wasn't saved. I shiver to think at the feel of the claws through my arm like that. It was very painful and not something I want to ever experience.

Everything is so up in the air though. I know they want me here and I feel safe here, yet at the same time everything's just so uncertain. The prophecy about me can't be real. No ones immune from being turned into anything. How can I, one lowly person not be able to get turned. I don't get it and yet the Demon said it. Is he to be trusted though, they don't seem to fully trust him?

Well Cas did kind of confirm it though. How is this even possible. Hopefully some sort of info will come to light so that I can understand it and everyone else. It just seems weird that they want to protect me like this. They even came to check on me after my nightmare. I must have been screaming in my sleep to have either woken them up. If they were already awake, they must have thought someone was getting me.

I don't want them to worry about me. They have enough to worry about on there own without my shit too. They have other hunts as well and they haven't gone out to do that since I've been here. Though I'm not sure if they consider me part of the hunt since they saved me. Who knows I could have gotten in the way of there hunt since saving me and they may not know how to continue it.

I stretch and lay back. I shouldn't think negatively. They would go hunt if they found something or be out there doing what they do. I'm just overthinking things like always. Can't believe Dean thinks I did well during the fight. He actually thanked me for saving his life. I'm shocked that he had shown a softer side of himself when we talked. How I saved him and I could hear him trying to hold back his emotions. That smile of his is infectious. I just can't believe he thinks I did well.

He's a good guy, very sweet even if he doesn't want to show it. They both are very sweet. Its something I'm not used to seeing so its refreshing. If they really want to keep me around to work together then I will have to get used to getting compliments or kudos for a job well done. Its not something Im used to either. Its new and its kind of nice though.

My stomach grumbles again, giving me an uncomfortable pain. It really has been a while since I ate. It isn't good but I can't help it since I was asleep for over a day. Time to get ready for what's left of this day I guess. Hopefully I won't sleep as long when I go to bed later.

After changing I head towards the kitchen, still a little foggy from sleep I rub my eyes again. A smile crosses my face as I smell something wonderful wafting my way. Wonder whats being made. Not that they need to cook, I can easily make something myself.