My name....my name is Charlotte Maryland Winchester. I'm the product of a drunk night between Dean Winchester and Sarah Marks. I saved the world once or twice. I've killed Lucifer, and I'm dying.
My name is Charlotte Maryland Winchester. I'm the...
" Wake up goddammit!" I shake the comatose girl. " Piper, wake up. Come on, it's not real whatever it is, no matter how much it seems. You gotta wake up." I clutch her hand. " Is she okay?" I look up to see her eyes opened weakly.
" Who?" I say. " The girl, I was with her, I went to save her. " I shake my head grimacing. " No Pipes, she was a skeleton when we got there." She sits up. " Lay back down, you need to take it easy." She gets out of the motel bed. " Son of a bitch." She starts pacing leaning on the bed for support.
" Piper , sit." I demand but she still ignored me. " Son of a bitch. Son of a bitch. Son of a fucking bitch!" She gradually got louder and threw the metal trash can against the wall. She started throwing papers and other object that were laying. I grab her fighting arms. " Piper. Piper! Stop! Please!" She collapses in my lap in tears. " I should of saved her, I could have saved her." I rub my hand up and down her back, kissing her forehead. I'd never seen her cry, not ever. I didn't think she could. But like always, I was wrong.
An hour had Passed, she'd been asleep for two days after we killed the djinn. Sam and Sarah were in Maryland dealing with monster mobs and I decided to stay here.
She sat on the bed, calm down from before. " What'd you dream about? " I finally ask. " Family, a life that I'll never have." She chuckles bitterly. " I wanted to stay ,you know? I wanted to stay so fucking bad and yet I took a gun to my head anyway. Maybe dying was worth it, maybe I'd get to stay there forever. At least she gets that." I shake my head.
" Don't talk like that. " I lay next to her staring at the ceiling. I think back to when that was me, seems like forever ago. I wanted to stay too, but I didn't and I'm glad I didn't.
" I swear I almost stayed." She sighs entwining our fingers. " Why'd you come back then?" Curious, sometimes life is too much. I get that. " I'm on a mission, remember?" She smiles sadly. " How'd you know it wasn't real?" Her eyes fill with water but she doesn't dare let a tear fall.
" It was too good to be true, in the end I really didn't though. I just took a chance." How could she care so little about her self? " So you were willing to die, for what a drunk father and a shitty life?" She smiles nodding her head. " Yeah. Yeah I was. For all the times he wasn't drunk, for when we went to the park. When I used to spend all night with him and my family. That's what I was willing to die for."
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" I'm sorry." She shakes her head at me. " Don't be. Don't ever be sorry for nothing." She kisses my forehead this time. I fall asleep with her next to me. Her frail body sat next to mine. A small girl who had so much ahead of her.
Gabriel's POV
I look down at the sleeping girl, beaten and drained. The girl I have come to love over the past year, from her saving my ass to her kicking it. I sit on the bed next to her feet careful not to wake Dean.
