Saving Heaven: A SUPERNATURAL Fan Fiction

Chapter Three.

Warnings: Blood, death, implied violence.

Chapter three.

December 1ST, 2000

Turning six was a big deal, especially for a little girl. Everything had to be pink with purple and blue too. Balloons and streamers were a must, puppies and kittens had to be mentioned in conversation at least twice or it was boring. It was a Friday so the decorations had to stay out an extra day for the party was tomorrow but it was all the children could talk about.

"Grandad and Grrmah will be at home for me to say 'Haddy Birfday!' because I am this many!" showing what you believed to be six fingers to every teacher, before leaving class for the weekend.

School was a block or two away, 'two straights and a right' singing through gapped teeth. Being a big girl was going to be hard but you could do it, if not today then Monday, for sure.

It was a hot day. The first day of summer always was. Tar was melting on the road, poking it with sticks was always fun, watching the black molten gunk was interesting, no touching though, not today at least.

There it was. 17 Fox Street Featherstone. 1970 arch deco home that was white with brown lines a cobble stone fence waist height and a rusty iron gate. Two Kowhai trees and one evergreen tree stood tall and strong in the garden, a little ring of mushrooms was on the grass. 'I'll dance in it later.'

Skipping up steps, happy, unafraid.

The door was open.

Sticky red juice was on the white carpet in the shape of foot prints. The feet were really big; hopping on them was hard but fun. Daddy and Grandmother were having a nap on the lounge floor in front of the fire as Granddad was poked the fire with a metal stick.

Pretty red dots shot up everywhere like sprinkles.

Granddaddy's ear twitched slightly.

"Hi Gramdad!"

"Hello sweetie," he turned around holding the metal stick. It had a red light like a fairy wand. "Hold out your hand darling grandfather has a present for you."

"Is it the wand?"

He laughed so loud it was scary. Mummy would be home soon. Granddad took a step closer. His eyes were yellow.

"Happy birthday."