━︎━︎ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . ° ︎ ⁎ ︎ ▪︎ ∘︎
IN WHICH . . .
the winchester siblings have
a lot more coming their way
than they originally expected,
leading to a lifetime of never-
ending suffering, laughter,
road trips, and even mor...
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CHAPTER ONE: ━︎━︎ SEASON 1, EPISODE 1 𖤐 the calm before the storm
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IT HAD BEEN PITCH BLACK OUTSIDE, darkness shrouding the desolate streets that the impala roared upon. It was eerily silent, as Lizzie Winchester stared out the window, taking in all of the passing trees in a haze. The only bit of luminescence was from the moon, as a sliver of it shone down among the girl.
The stars were particularly bright that night, involuntarily capturing the young Winchesters attention. Her older brother, Sam, had tought her all about the big dipper, little dipper, and the North Star. The North star was Lizzie's favorite. She always found it immediately among the stars, and it radiated a sense of home. After all, it was known that the North Star would always lead you home.
Lizzie averted her gaze from the window, shifting it toward her eldest brother, "Why do we need Sammy to help find Daddy?" She questioned, her confusion palpable.
Her eldest brother, Dean, glanced back at the girl in the rearview mirror. "Because . . . we could use a little help," He conjured up. "And besides, what's the harm in a little sibling bonding?" He questioned.
"I thought you and daddy were mad at him for leaving?" She questioned, as the last time any of them have spoken was before Sam had stormed out of the house after a huge blowout with their father. Lizzie still remembered the fight like it was yesterday.
He sighed. "We're not mad at him, alright?―︎We were just worried about him. But things are good now."
"Well―︎"
"Ah ah―︎no more questions. Go back to sleep." He cut her off, not feeling like answering any more questions. It was a lot more peaceful when she was asleep.
"Well, that's kinda hard when I'm still a little confused about what's going on. And I'm too excited to see Sammy. We haven't seen him in two years." She held two fingers up.
Dean smiled slightly at her excitement to see Sam. If anything, he was a little nervous.
He quietly pulled into the parking lot of Sams apartment complex. He parked the car, sitting there for a second.
"...Are we gonna go get him?" Lizzie asked impatiently.
"Yeah, yeah─but there is no we. I'm going in to get him myself. You're staying in the car." He told her in a stern voice.
