Born A Hunter

Chapter 7: The Angel

Addison's stare remained blank, despite Rick's attempt to appear intimidating. His body stood tall, a hand planted on his hip. A stern frown could be seemed over his tired features, his free hand rubbing his forehead, clearly stressed.

"Do you know how reckless that was?" He voice out in a yell, but still the girl showed no sign of recognition. There was no way he could scare her or even slightly make her feel intimidated. Especially in this world, filled with monsters and much scarier things.

The moment the brunette girl's gaze caught Daryl's, did she final break from her emotionless expression. Her features morphed into one that resembled much like a glare, annoyed that he had ratted her out. However his posture far less tense, lazily leaned up against the wall. Seeming unbothered by the girls so called 'reckless' actions, or at least that's how Rick lightly put it.

"Did your parents ever teach you anything?" Rick yelled out, Addison's attention falling back onto the older man. Parents where a touchy subject, family life always was in the case of a Winchester. But the way he phrased the question only caused anger to bubble in Addison's veins, body tensing at the minor thought.

"My parents didn't raise me," The teenager mumbled under her breath, almost so quiet she was so sure neither of the men had heard.

Rick continued his rant about proper parenting and how she should have learnt, with each word Addison found it harder and harder to remain calm. It wasn't until she heard the words 'your parents should have done better', did the girl finally give in to her urges.

"Fuck Off, you don't know the first thing about me!" Addison scoffed, releasing a heavy sigh.

"I know enough from your actions," Rick spoke confidently, only to be quickly shut down.

"OH really? Did you know that my 'mother' abandoned me, my 'father', John, was a cold son of a bitch," Addison found herself yelling, standing from her seated position. Digging her nails deep into her palm, each breath she squeezed harder and harder, in an attempt to return to a calm state. "Only thing he ever taught me was how to hunt. He died in a car crash, 8 years ago, I almost lost my eldest brother that day... It was my brothers who raised me, teaching me how to survive!"

Her long needed rant ended all her anger fading into a flood of pain and sadness. It was then that Addison noticed that the other members of the household had joined them into the living room, having heard her whole rant. Dread filled Addison's mind, she had over shared with strangers.

"Screw this shit, you're not the boss of me!" Addison snapped, grabbing her backpack of the floor. Unfortunately for the teen the material of the bag had grown weak over the past few years, in that moment it tore apart. It's content spilling out, clattering onto the hard floor. A string of curses tumbled off her lips, as she crouched down in an attempt to collect up her belongings. Daryl being closest had leant down to help, reaching out he grabbed a hold of a red plaid shirt. "Don't touch that, it was my brothers!"

Slapping his hand away, Addison ripped the item of clothing from Daryl's grip. Instinctively the girl slipped on the shirt, over her plain black t-shirt. The sleeves fell past her hands, but the girl didn't mind, instead she folded them back so her hands remained free. Regaining her focus on her fallen belongings, Addison felt a little relieved that she didn't own much. All that was left upon the wood was her father's journal, a photograph, a lighter, bottle of holy water, Sam's old watch, and a couple of old bullets.

"Daryl didn't know, he's sorry. Here's a new bag," Carl's voice broke the silence, kneeling down and extending his arm which held a new bag. Cautiously Addison took the bag, placing her belongings inside before zipping it back up.

"It's okay, but I can't stay here." Addison spoke in a more calming and understanding tone, paired with a light smile on her lips. As she stood, the girl couldn't help but wince, which didn't go unnoticed by all in the room. "I have to go find them!"

"Can I ask you something?" Rick spoke in a cautious tone, almost hesitantly as if he was unsure of how she would react. "The guy who brought you here... who was he?"

"Now that's hard to explain..." Addison chuckled, licking her lips as she thought about how best to answer his question. Crowley seemed to have a soft spot for the youngest Winchester, despite who she was related too. "He was kind of a pain to my brothers; he calls himself the King of Hell!"

Nervously Addison began to twist her ring, the band was a simple silver with her opal birthstone. Just before Sam left for Stanford, he gave it to her telling Addison no matter what happened between him and dad, he'd always love her, and nothing could ever change that. Being stuck here made the girl think, would he and Dean ever stop looking for her? Family shouldn't give up on each other, but Addison couldn't help but think would it be bad if she where to stay?

This place is all Addison ever wanted as a child. It's a place where its safe and she could just be a kid, not a hunter who know how to kill every monster. The teenager constantly felt out of place in the real world, but maybe this was her chance to finally fit in and be a kid.

The echo of a familiar gravelly voice yelling through the street, one that Addison could never forget. A few untranslatable words jumped off her tongue, a little hope filling her gut. Making a break for the door, Addison ignored the pain in her abdomen as her legs push her towards the sound. Air felt cold against her skin, body freezing on the edge of the porch at the sight. A tightness swelling in her chest, breathing growing difficult.

There in front of Addison was a man she hadn't seen in years, his pale skin spotless as usual, not a spec of blood or gore. His dark short hair, messy but fairly neat. Crystal white shirt and a wonky blue tie under his traditional cream trench coat.

"Cas?" Addison's voice grew shaky, it was as if she had seen a ghost of an angel. Widening his blue eyes, he acted stunned as if he didn't believe that he had actually found her.

"Addie?" At the sound of her name, the girl ran forwards. Her grip upon the bag loosened, falling from her grasp thumping into the side of the road. It took all of one second for her body to crash into his, forcing him into a bone gripping hug. Nothing at this point mattered, she didn't even care that those who followed her out of the house to have their weapons raised "You've been shot?"

"I'm fine, Crowley shot me to try and keep me here..." Addison chuckled, still feeling as though she was stuck in a dream world. It reminded her of when angel Gabriel trapped her and her brothers, within another reality trying to teach them a lesson. Except this time her brothers aren't around, instead she has an Angel and strangers for help.

"Addison, who is this man?" Rick demands, his voice raised; as if he were yelling at a young child, who recklessly broke a window while playing football. Addison turned to face him; a smile easily seen in the broad day light. Despite clearly remaining on edge, Rick appeared to relax a little.

"His name is Castiel, he's my brother's best friend!" Her voice came out in a set of giggles, with an uncontrollable joy. It felt so weird to be so happy in the middle of the apocalypse but in this one moment, the girl couldn't bring herself to care. A sudden wave of seriousness diminished any sense of full-blown joy, eyes filling with hope as questions began to swarm her mind. "Are Sam and Dean... what about Bobby.... Adam is he ..."

The words tumbled chaotically from her now quivering lips, Addison's mind blocking out all the people beginning to crowd now interested in the scene. Everyone could now see, the panic ripple through her slowly breaking form. Castiel's features softened as each word slipped, his hand gripping her shoulder tightly in a comforting notion.

"There's chatter that Dean, Sam and Bobby are alive... but I don't know where and Adam... I don't know!" He spoke calmly.

Hey Readers,

Yay, Addison's finally found Castiel. Maybe this means she's closer to finding her brothers, who knows.... If you enjoyed the chapter, feel free to vote and comment to show your support

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