Ghosts From the Past

Chapter

"Damn, I wish I was that pancake!" said Aidan as he walked inside the kitchen with a smirk playing across his lips. Josephine turned around grinning at him while Krissy just rolled her eyes, focusing on flipping the pancake over to the other side.

"Mm, this does look lovely" Aidan said standing beside Krissy and watched her as she carefully lifted the ready pancake and placed it down on a plate.

" Maybe I should just leave" Josephine coughed on purpose and smirked as she glanced at the two of them. Krissy was getting ready to bake the next pancake when in her peripheral view she saw Aidan reaching for the one she just baked.

"Oh no! Don't touch that!" she said, swatting him on his hand and glaring at him.

"Ouch! That hurt!" Aidan complained innocently as Krissy poured the mixture in the skillet.

"Aidan, don't mess with the girls! Wait for your breakfast at the table" Aunt Beth called from the living room, having heard the children's noises. Krissy turned smiling innocently at Aidan until he nodded and shook his head before taking his seat, but keeping his eyes fixed on her.

Josephine leaned in quietly and whispered to Krissy. "You can quit pretending that you don't like him" she stepped back quickly before Krissy could hit on her on the arm and joined Aidan at the table, grinning.

Once the pancakes were ready, Krissy set them at the table and called Aunt Beth and the four of them sat down to enjoy their breakfast. It had been a week since the kids' new lives had started. It wasn't so easy to forget what had happened seven days ago, when Victor had shot himself after everyone found out the truth about him. Having no place to stay, the three started looking for a house on rent and soon found one with the Winchester's help. The owner was Bethany Fell, a plump little lady in her late fifties with short, curly golden locks framing her chubby face, who quickly agreed to take in the children. Just a couple of days and the four of them bonded quickly. It was hard to move on from the life of lies the trio had been living for the past few months, but they were trying. This was the closest thing to family Krissy had had since her father was killed by the vampire sent by Victor. The three now led a normal life and just as Krissy had promised the Winchesters, they didn't go looking for trouble.

"I'm going to go unpack my stuff now" Krissy said to Jo and Aidan once the dishes were done and went upstairs to her room. All her things were still packed in boxes, only one of them opened up because Krissy need that one thing to keep her going, something that had belonged to her father. Ever since Lee had died, Krissy hadn't even gone back to their house, not wanting to be reminded of the loneliness she felt deep inside. She was a mess when Victor had found her. He had very smoothly fed her all the lies about training her to be a hunter and letting her have her revenge on her father's killer and the vulnerable girl had instantly believed him. Victor, Aidan and Josephine became her new family. They filled up the emptiness inside of her. But just when she was starting to believe that she could have another chance with a family, it all fell apart letting out the secret that broke her heart. Victor was the one who had set up all the killings and the innocent kids believed him. Never letting it show, she spent the last seven days putting a mask on her face but inside, she felt as if the emptiness would swallow her. And sometimes, she found herself wishing that Dean was here. There was something comforting about his presence.

Krissy shut the door to her room and sat down on her bed, glancing at the packed boxes. She didn't know if she really wanted to open them right now and be reminded of everything that she had lost. She felt a sudden sense of comfort envelop her. It didn't surprise her; she had felt it before. She knew what it meant.