Where the wind blows

Recovery

***Uahuu's POV***

It has been a year since my mom died, Dean and Sam have taken me under their wings as if I was family. I've been training to become a hunter it hasn't been easy, crying myself to sleep then waking up in the morning and being forced to pretend that everything is okay and just train and train to no end. My aim has gotten slightly better due to the fact that I get woken up every morning by Sam or Dean to go downstairs to the shooting range "When will you guys actually let me go on a hunt?" I ask  Dean as I continue to punch the punching bag "When you are ready" Dean says with a cold stern voice "I am ready" I say as I stop punching the bag "You aren't" He says looking me dead in the eyes and that makes me feel 10x smaller "How do you know" I ask taking off the boxing gloves as I walk over to the small bench where my water bottle is resting "Because you've got too much going on inside your head" He says, I know he's right because I can't stop thinking about who killed my mom and the more i train the more I want to rip them to shreds. I sit down on the bench and stare at my shoes for a while before responding with "Am I supposed to be a mindless drone that just kills everything!?" I ask getting angry that he was completely right, I get up to see Dean's face completely indifferent as if I just asked him if he wanted fries with that, I walk out of the room before he has a chance to respond to my little outburst. I  walk down the hall of the bunker which is polished concrete, the bunker is quiet because Sam is reading and Ashley is in her room I presume and I don't care enough to find out. I get into my room and shut the door behind me as I plop myself onto my freshly made queen sized bed, i sit there and think about what I had said to Dean then all of a sudden that night comes back like it was just yesterday. Tears threaten to fall, and I let them and they mix with the sweat I have on my face, I quickly wipe the tears refusing to let the sadness consume me. I get off of my ass and grab my towel to go to the bathroom after I take my shoes off, I walk down the hall with my towel on my arm and I pass Dean not saying a word to him. I get into the bathroom and I shut and lock the door before I start to get undressed, I turn the water on after I get in but it's too cold which makes me jump into a corner where the water can't reach me before I slowly extend and arm being careful to miss the bone chilling water so I could turn on the hot water, after I do so it's a perfectly balanced temperature for my sore achy muscles. I stand there looking at my feet and watching as the water goes down the drain, and I can't help but feel guilty for yelling at Dean and ignoring him in the hallway he's just trying to help me, hell they all are. After about fifteen minutes I get out of the shower, and damn we got some good water pressure, I wrap my towel around me then I pick up my clothes off of the ground. When I walk out of the bathroom I realize how cold the ground is when I plant my bare feet onto it, I walk to my room dropping my towel once the door is closed, I put some lotion on before I put on a huge black t-shirt that reads 'Rollin Hills' then I put on my neon pink running shorts. I debate on whether it's worth going to the kitchen to get food AND get grilled by Dean or Sam, Or just waiting for everyone to go to sleep then going to the kitchen, I debate with myself for a minute then i decide to just wait.

***5 hours later***

By now my stomach is making whale noises, Ashley came in to check on me a couple of hours ago to make sure I was okay, i lied and said I was fine but I was just dying of hunger. By now I'm sure everyone is asleep so I can safely go to the kitchen. I throw my comforter off of me leaving the warmth of my bed I slowly open my door checking to make sure the coast was clear before I started to tip toe down the hall making sure I was being as quiet as humanly possible. I rounded the corner into the kitchen, I was dark so I made sure to walk slow so I wouldn't trip over anything, I run my hand against the wall looking for the fridge the I suddenly feel the oh-so familiar smooth cool exterior of the two door fridge, I open it up ad the light from the fridge is so bright that its makes my eyes hurt causing me to temporarily squint. After my eyes get used to the light I examine the fridge to see if there is anything good inside, there's just beer and some cheese but I see that Ashley had done a little grocery shopping so there's a gallon of milk that is half full which probably means she bought some cereal as well "That's why we're best friends" I say to no one while still directing it to Ashley. I grab the milk out of the fridge then I open the cabinet next to the fridge and surely there is a box of Lucky charms waiting to be eaten, I see that the box is still pretty full because Sam and Dean aren't really cereal eaters. I pour the cereal into a bowl then I douse the cereal with some milk I grab a spoon eager to eat it, after the first mouthful I release I breath I wasn't even aware I was holding, I put the cereal away then I grab the milk with the bowl in my other hand.