Supernatural meets Captain America - Bucky X OC

Chapter 5 - The Old Lady

I felt my own heart sink at his words. I'd felt a connection with him like no other. I wanted to see him again but I didn't exactly know how busy I would be with our case. I had a feeling it wasn't going to be easy and I always trusted my instincts...just like I'd trusted my instincts when I decided to hook up with Bucky.

"I would love that, really. I just don't know exactly when I'll be out on the job..."

He nodded.

"I don't even know how I could contact you when I'm actually free or if it's an appropriate time," I said sadly. He suddenly sat up and looked around as if he was looking for something. He opened the drawer in the bedside table and seemed to find whatever it was he was looking for. He took out a pen and paper and started scribbling down something. When he was done, he showed me the paper.
"This is the address to our base; this is the telephone number and these are my work times. We're usually at the bar downstairs after work, like we were today. Unless we're out on a mission that is, which will be soon," he explained. My eyes widened slightly as I looked at him. I pulled him in to kiss him and I felt myself drown in his kisses. He leaned back down on top of me. His hand gripped my thigh and I felt his cock twitch slightly.

"I'll do my best, because I want to see you again too before either of us leaves," I replied between kisses. His grip tightened and we were just taken over by a rush of emotions which led to another round of love-making. I say love-making because this wasn't just fucking and both of us knew it.

***

"Come on sunshine, we've got work to do!" yelled Dean as he almost knocked down the door to my room. I groaned and the figure lying behind me groaned as well.

"Want me to get rid of him?" asked Bucky, making me chuckle.

"No, it's fine. It's time to get up anyway...you've got work as well, I believe." I heard him groan again. I laughed and sat up. I looked around for something to cover myself and I grabbed the first thing that caught my eye, which was Bucky's army shirt. I pulled it on and buttoned it up before I went to the door to open it before the incessant knocking and yelling woke the whole motel up.

"Alright, alright, I'm up!" I croaked. Dean looked at me weirdly before giving me an annoyed look.

"Great, I just lost 40 bucks to you and Sam!" he groaned, "Alright, just get dressed. We've got a location."

"Okay, I'll be down soon."

With that, Dean left and I closed the door behind me. Bucky was sitting on the edge of the bed. He'd already started to gather his clothes.

"I need a shower," he said with a yawn. I smirked deviously.

"So do I," I said as I started to walk backwards towards the bathroom. Bucky looked up and saw the look I had on my face. He tilted his head and gave me that cute smile which I couldn't resist. He knew what I was up to and he quickly leapt over the bed and followed me into the bathroom.

It was about an hour later that I'd gone down to meet the brothers, with Bucky in tow. He kissed me sensually before he left to do his duties. I felt my heart flutter as I watched him leave. I then turned to the brothers and had to laugh when I saw the baffled look on Dean's face.

"Took you long enough!" he said once he'd regained his composure. They started making their way out of the bar.

"Hey don't take your frustrations out on me just because you didn't get any last night...or this morning..." I teased.

"Eww...Lily...TMI!"

***

Sam and Lily both laughed at his expression. He considered Lily to be a sister so he couldn't really imagine her with anyone and he didn't want to either. He stayed out of her business regarding this matter. It was easier for both of them and Lily was grateful. She returned the favour but that didn't mean they wouldn't tease each other about it sometimes.

"So, you said you have a location?" asked Lily. Dean nodded and Sam showed her the place on the map.

"Okay, let's go then," she said. The three of them drove to the house where the lady lived. Dean had hot-wired a car from somewhere. He didn't say where from. It was a nice Buick Sedan in a beautiful black colour, and one of the newest models of the time it seemed. Dean parked the car close to the old lady's house and we waited. They knew she would die that day and we wanted to make sure her body didn't escape our grasp. They also knew she lived on her own and her family never really visited that much so it would be very easy to think up a story that they were, or to be more precise, that Lily was a good friend of hers who visited her often.

The hour finally came when the old lady croaked and just as the history they'd read up on said, she was discovered by a neighbour. The woman called an ambulance despite it being too late to save her and Lily got out of the car. She ran to the scene as she saw the ambulance men bring out the old lady, covered in a sheet.

"What happened?" she cried out. Lily was a very good actress. The neighbour turned to her with tears in her eyes and replied.

"I found her like that...I think it was just her time to go. So sad and tragic..."

Lily faked tears and whispered, "No...she can't be dead!" The neighbour quickly rushed to her and put her arm around Lily in order to comfort her.

"Did you know her dear? Are you family?" she asked. Lily sniffed a little bit and nodded.

"I visited her once in a while whenever I was in town and she was such a nice lady. She was like the grandmother I never had," she lied. The neighbour bought it, hook, line and sinker.

"Oh you poor dear! I am so sorry for your loss. If you need anything, just let me know! I live right across the road, 3rd house further down," comforted the lady.

"Thank you..." answered Lily with small sobs, "I'd like to attend her funeral. Do you think you'll be able to find out when it will be?"

"Of course I will. Her family will probably be contacted first and then they will decide when and where they will hold the funeral. I'll be asking for the details; I'd like to go too, to pay my last respects. She was a dear old lady...it's a pity her family didn't visit her so often..."

"Thank you so much. This is where I'm staying at the moment," said Lily as she took out a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled the address and phone number, "Do you think you could give me a call or something?" The woman took the paper from Lily's hands and looked at it to read the information as she nodded.

"I will, my dear. Don't you fret! I will contact you as soon as I can."

"Really, thank you! Oh, and if I'm not there, please do leave a message," said Lily before she squeezed the woman's hand in thanks and left.

She turned around and signalled the okay to the brothers as she started walking back to the car.

***

"How the hell do you do that?!" asked Sam completely impressed.

"What? Cry out of nowhere?" she asked shrugging smugly, "I gots skillz!" They all laughed at her failed attempt at ghetto talk.

"So anyway, the lady said the family will be contacted and they'll be the ones who organise the funeral. She promised she'd let me know when and where," she said.

"Can we trust her?" asked Dean.

"Yeah, I sensed no lies from her, only truth." The brothers both nodded.

"So, I'm guessing that will be a couple more days until they're notified, get themselves here, get the preparations done and send the word out," she sighed.

"Great...more waiting. Maybe Sam and I can come back tomorrow and watch the place while you stay at the motel," suggested Dean. Both Sam and Lily nodded in agreement. It was early evening so they had the whole evening to themselves. Lily was secretly pleased that she wasn't busy - that meant that she could see Bucky again tonight.

Dean started the car and drove them all back to the bar. He parked the car somewhere hidden and walked to the bar. Lily had gone up to her room to change whilst Sam waited for Dean down at the bar where he was drinking a beer.

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to be continued...