Supernatural for Millie Winchester - DISCONTINUED / UP FOR ADOPTION

Chapter Three

Something told me not to tell the police. But I had to tell Jason, I couldn't lie to him.

They dropped me off at the library where they kidnapped me from. Meaning I had my car, but I then realised my car was gone. Probably towed.

Great, just great. I survive a kidnapping murderer just to get fined.

My phone was long dead. I probably had a lot of missed calls and messages. Jason isn't going to be happy.

Looks like I'm walking.

They couldn't have dropped me at my house? Gosh.

We lived on the edge of town. And the library is in the middle. I'm glad I'm wearing my boots.

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"Millie!" A familiar voice rang out of the cop-infested house.

"Jason," I wheezed out, struggling to pant for breath. I am so out of shape, it's not even funny. Such. A. Long. Walk. Ugh.

"Oh thank God! Where were you?" He ran up to me, enclosing me in a tight squeeze-like bear hug.

"Uh, I don't know. Can I have a glass of water?" My raspy throat made me shiver.

"Sure, baby, it's gonna be okay," he soothed, practically carrying me inside, where a cop was standing at our breakfast bench, looking at folders.

"Detective, this is Millie, she's come home," Jason told the cop who had looked up as we entered the kitchen joined dining room joined lounge room.

"Mrs Winchester. Glad to see you're okay, do you need to go to a hospital?" The detective asked.

"No," I coughed. Jason handed me a glass he just finished pouring. I inhaled the water, giving him back an empty glass, asking for more.

"If you don't mind me asking, Mrs Winchester, where were you?"

"I don't know. I was at the library, looking up reference books for my assignment, some men in suits said someone important was here to see me. Immediately I was cautious, but I didn't know what else to do. And then, they knocked me out, I woke up tied to a chair."

"So you were kidnapped?" The detective was writing notes on what I had just told him. I knew to be careful. I couldn't explain what happened, and that was dangerous.

"Yes," I replied.

"Can you give me a description on your kidnapper?"

I paused. I could remember every detail. But what should I tell him?

"Mrs Winchester?"

"Yes?"

"We can do this later if you don't feel up to it."

"No, no, it's okay. Just remembering, is all."

"So, was it a male, a female, unsure...?"

"Male. Scottish. Black haired, expensive suit. Lots of help. Men, women, all sorts. All in suits. They called him Crowley."

"Crowley? Are you sure?"

"Yes, positive. He wanted something. Something bad. I don't know what it was though. He was using me as leverage. To two men, they talked on the phone."

"Can you tell me the names of these two men?"

Should I? No. "I'm sorry, I don't know. He didn't call them by name."

"That's quite all right, how did you get out?"

"Whoever was on the phone they didn't know me, I meant nothing to them. That's the only reason Crowley let me go."

"He let you go?" Jason asked sceptically.

"Yeah, I didn't think he would."

"Yeah," Jason still seemed shocked and unsure of the information he was given. "He doesn't sound like someone who would just let you go."

"No, but he promised he would. I just didn't think he'd keep that promise is all."

A/N: This is where I got up to in this story. I haven't written for it in ages and I honestly don't have the inspiration anymore. However, I still think it might have been a decent idea. I liked it.

So, this is where we part ways. I have declared this story Discontinued. If you are interested, please comment or PM me about adopting 'Supernatural for Millie Winchester'.

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