Mask- a Supernatural fanfiction

Chapter 6: I'm Okay, I Swear

I had just returned home from college. It was Christmas break, and I was excited to spend it with my family. I took the bags out from the cab I had taken to my childhood home. I had thanked the cab driver and given him his money.

"Have a great Christmas," he said with a smile.

"Thank you, you too," I returned giving him a wave. He drove off and I pulled my suitcase to the front door of my parents' house. I knocked on the wooden door and waited with a smile for its owners to let me in. The door opened and my mother stood with a smile clear as day on her face.

"Darling! Welcome home!" she exclaimed pulling me into her warm embrace. She was the same height as me with short brown hair, and blue eyes. I hugged her back. I had missed her. My college was in another state and I barely had time to see her. "Hey, mommy," I said snuggling into her neck.

"Is that my little girl?" I heard my father say from inside the house. He came into view. He was a tall man with dark hair and bright green eyes. His hair was dark but had a few grey hairs in it because of his age. He didn't act old though; he was a child at heart. I let my mother go and walked to my father giving him a big hug and him returning one to me. "Hey, daddy," I said as I rested my head on his chest. "Hey, baby girl," he said back, kissing me on the forehead.

            "Is that my little sis I hear?" I heard a deep voice say. Around the corner, my brother, Joe, came into view. He was a firmly built man in his late twenties. His hair was dirty blonde and short. His eyes were like my mother's.

            "Joey!" I exclaimed, running into his arms. He chuckled as I hugged him tight. He was my best friend and my only sibling.

            "I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow?" I asked him, breaking from the embrace.

            He shrugged. "I thought I would surprise my little sis. Plus, showing up on your birthday? Please!" he said, messing up my hair. Tomorrow- the 21st of December- was my 23rd birthday. I laughed, happy we were finally all together.

            I opened my eyes, restricting the dream, or memory, to finish. I was in my room lying down with the blanket covering me. I saw two bodies sitting on chairs in front of me. I sat up, my head throbbing from the movement.

            "Where are we?" I asked the Boys as I rubbed my head.

            They both looked up, surprised I was awake. "Hey, you're awake," Dean said with a smile.

            "We're at the bunker," Sam answered with a gentle voice as if he were talking to someone who didn't know what was happening. Of course we were at the bunker, why did it not register with me when I woke up? They both leaned forward, resting their elbows on their knees.

            "The bunker?" I asked as I tried to figure out how I got here, or even what happened.

            "Yeah, after you passed out, Cas healed you, but said you needed some rest. We took you here so you'll be safer." Sam tried to tell me. Another perk of being an angel: your powers could heal any wound. In this case, it was my head. All he needed to do was touch my head, and, BOOM! Healed.

            I thought of Jess and Max. Did they leave them at the motel?

            "What about Jess, and my car?" I asked.

            "Jess and Cas are out getting some food and your noble stead is in the garage," Dean assured me.

            I shifted my weight to sit up. I rubbed my eyes and turned to the Boys, who were watching my face for any signs of pain.