𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐒 | d. winchester

[ chapter two ]

[ chapter two ]

S2 E3: Bloodlust

AFTER THE WINCHESTERS left the roadhouse for another job, life went on as usual.

On a warm summer afternoon with the sun streaming in from the open window, 80s rock music played from the jukebox. It was just another ordinary shift, nothing out of the ordinary. So when the phone rang, I thought nothing of it.

"Harvelle's Roadhouse."

"Hey, it's uh, Sam Winchester," the voice answers.

"Oh, hey. It's Adeline speaking. It's good to hear from you, how're things goin'?"

Sam's reassuring tone filled the silence once again. "Yeah. Yeah, everything's fine. Got a question."

"Go for it." Despite what many hunters thought, I knew what I was talking about. Me and Ash combined made for a deadly team when it came to hunting all the things that go bump in the night. I mean, we had been hunting since we were born.

"You or Ellen ever run across a guy named Gordan Walker?" I pause. The name doesn't ring a bell. I think long and hard, yet a face never comes to mind. I'm about to yell out for Ellen when an involuntary shiver runs down my spine. I can't think who Gordon Walker is, but I know whatever it is, ain't good.

"I don't think so. But, Sam. I don't have a good feeling about him. I say you boys just let him handle it and move on. Seriously."

"Adeline-"

I cut him off. "No, Sam? You- just listen to what I'm telling you, okay?"

"Right, okay." With that, the line goes dead. I hang the phone back up and turn around, breathing in a deep breath and mentally preparing myself to go back to pouring drinks and cleaning glasses. Ellen stands in my way, brows furrowed. She knows.

The conversation with Sam had rattled me. I know there was history between Gordon Walker and my family. I can feel it. I just don't know what it could be. The distant, unrecognisable memories, blurry and unfamiliar, cut through me like a blunt knife. My head pounds as I stumble back into the bar, the hard oak pushing into my spine.

My eyes turn blurry as a sob catches in my throat. The world becomes a mystery, my sense of direction catapulting into thin air. I'm lost, stuck in a world that isn't my own, isn't familiar.

I see my mother walking beside this man. The only flash that seems visible. My lungs are on fire as if I haven't been breathing.

"Hey, hey. Baby, it's okay. Honey, take a deep breath. I'm here, Addie, I'm here." Ellen's arms are wrapped around me, and the ringing in my ears calms a little. "Somebody! Get your ass over here!"