That's The Hunter's Life

Chapter 31

Nova was in one of the rooms by herself, pretty much how it had been since her, Sam and Cass got back to the bunker. She wanted someone to talk to so decided to call Dean.

"Hey Dean." She greeted when he answered.

"Nova, hey. What's going on? Everything okay?"

"Sorta, not the greatest around here." She sighed.

"Everything okay with you and Sam? Is he okay?"

"Oh he's just fine and dandy. Cass and him has become closer buddies. As for me and him... I thought we were fine. But since we have been back to the bunker... he's basically given me the cold shoulder. Hell Cass has spoken more to me than Sam has."

"Fuck, so he blames you too." He breaths out.

"Look, can I come be with you? Please?"

"No not happening. Crowley and me, we're trying to track down that son of a bitch Gadreel and also Abbaddon."

"Why not? I could help Dean. Please." She pleaded.

"It's too dangerous Nova. It's bad enough I screwed things up with Sam. I don't want to screw things up with you. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"But it'll be better than being around here."

"But you'll be safe there. I'm sorry."

"Then I guess this is goodbye then. I'll see you around sometime I'm sure but I can't stand it around here anymore. I'll find somewhere to go but it ain't be here." She hung up before he could say another word.

She started throw her phone but decided against it and tossed it on her bed. She just sat there as tears rolled down her face.

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Later she found Sam in the library with Cass, "Sam, can we talk." She glances back at Cass then back at Sam, "Alone?"

"Uh sure." Sam clears his throat.

As soon as Cass walks out Nova sits down next to Sam.

"I want to know why you've been giving me the cold shoulder. Cass has spoken more to me than you have."

"That goes both ways you know."

"I have tried talking to you... multiple times Sam. But I've gotten nothing but short answers."

He sighed, "Because I feel betrayed. I was lied to and tricked."

"I had no choice okay? I wanted to many times to tell you but then I would have lost the love of my life. And I never once lied to you nor was I the one who tricked you through this. I'm sorry okay. I love you but I hate that you're hating me. "

He places his hand on hers, "I don't hate you. Okay? I'm just mad about the whole situation."

"Just please forgive me for not coming forward."

"I will but it's gonna take me time to forgive what happened."

"So, so does that mean we're breaking up? Again?"

"What? No, that's not what I meant." He shook his head, "I still love you."

"I love you too."

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A month later though, Sam took off without saying anything to Nova. She's spent the first day mopping around, crying then decided she had enough crying over it.

As she was packing up her stuff though, weird things started happening around the Bunker. She tried Dean's phone first but had no luck so she ended up trying Sam and had no luck neither. Since she couldn't get a hold of neither one she grabbed her things and walked to the door.

"If that's the way they want to be then so be it. I don't care anymore, obviously they don't care about me." She sighed as she looked around the Bunker one last time than left.

She didn't know where she would go but didn't want to be there by herself with the lights flickering the way they were. Later that day though Sam called her but she ignored it.

"Sorry but now you're gonna see how it is to be ignored." She sighed as her phone started ringing again.

This time it was Dean's name that popped up but just like Sam's call, she ignored it too.

Since she really had no where else to go she decided to go back to the only other place she had known, her hometown, Nixa, Missouri. She was thankful that Jackson was still around and still had the bar. He welcomed her back with open arms and she was grateful for it. She filled him in on almost everything that had happened to her since they last talked. He had already known about the tragedy that happened to her because Sam had let him know when she was in the hospital.

So for the next year she happily helped with the bar. Even though she didn't know a whole lot about working in a bar she still knew quite a bit from having grown up around that place all her life.

Unfortunately after a year her being there though the bar came to an end. Two hunters got into a big fight and Jackson ended up in the crossfire which ended his life unfortunately. She found out that in Jackson's will he had left the bar to her yet again. But she didn't want the bar, that's why she sold it to him in the first place.

She decided to sell all the belongings she could in the apartment above then sold the bar to one of the other loyal customers, Daryl, that offered to buy it and keep it how it was always envisioned. She was happy to sell it to Daryl cause she trusted him and knew him since she was in elementary school.

Even the place wasn't in her possession anymore she still wanted to work in there and Daryl was happy to let her be there.

But as she walked into the bar she seen someone she hadn't seen in quite a while, Dean Winchester. She wanted to turn around and walk back out but the sight before her made her hold a laughter in. There he was on stage, drunk as can be attempting to sing 'I'm too Sexy' and failing horribly at it and people are booing him off the stage.

As she walked across the room to the bar, she smirked as they locked eyes. She looked away and walked behind the bar to start her shift.

"Why hello gorgeous." Dean smirked as he leaned against the bar.

"Hello Dean." She smirked as she turned to face him.

He stared at her before he spoke, "What are you doing here?"

She shrugged one shoulder as she set a beer in front of him, "I work here. This used to be my mom's bar. You? Wait if you're here then does that mean you're brother is somewhere near? If that's the case I'm leaving." She started to turn around but he reached over and lightly grabbed her arm.

"Relax sweetie, he's no where near here. Him and me, we're not, we went our separate ways. Kind of like you two." He tilted the tip of the beer bottle towards her than took a drink.

"You mean when he took off as not so much a word to me? Then no word from either one of you? Sure." She rolled her eyes.

"Yeah about that, sorry." He shrugged.

They then spent the rest of the evening catching up as she worked.