Beyond the Supernatural ( Winchesters' Fanfic!)

Chapter 14

Harley's pov:

I rushed up from the table when I saw Viper exit the diner. Sam and Dean followed shortly after. I walked out to find her leaned against her Impala.

"So," I said, grabbing her attention. "What was that?" I asked, leaning next to her.

"What was what?"

"You just went all Rambo on that bitch," I stated, laughing a tad. I saw a small smirk play on her lips but it soon faded.

"She said something about dad and I lost it." She stated through uneven breaths, looking down. "I was pissed about her giving Dean her number at first, but then she said she overheard us talking about dad and wasn't at all surprised that he ditched me." She said, swallowing the present lump in her throat. "Maybe she's right." She looked down again.

"Viper, that's bullshit and you know it." I said sternly, pissed off at the waitress and contemplating whether I should beat her ass a second time.

"I think I need some sleep." She sighed, wiping her eyes and standing up. I grabbed her shoulder when she went to walk away.

"It's not true." I stated again. She nodded and walked over to Dean's Impala. I could tell he questioned her lightly without intention of aggravating her.

Sam soon joined me at Vi's car and gave me a concerned look.

"She's alright, just a little pissed but she'll be okay." I answered his unspoken question. He shook his head and sat in the drivers side. The rest of the ride was pretty silent, I had fallen asleep by the time we pulled into the motel. Without asking Sam picked me up and started to carry me through the parking lot. I wanted to tell him that I could walk on my own but I enjoyed it too much to refuse. So I laid back and let Sam carry me inside, smiling to myself silently.

Viper's POV:

*the next morning*

I woke up in a better mood than the one I fell asleep in. I looked over and noticed Dean was still asleep so I got up and took a shower, wearing my hole filled jeans, Foreigner shirt, blue flannel, and my leather jacket as usual. I was brushing my teeth and looked over to see Dean sitting up in the bed.

"Mornin'." I mumbled through the toothpaste.

"How's your hand?" He questioned, motioning to the hand that had connected to that chick's face last night. The bad mood started to fill me once again and I pushed it aside.

"It's fine, how'd you sleep?"

"Eh, alright. I'm a little hungry." He replied. I chuckled as I walked out of the bathroom.

"When are you not hungry?" I asked.

"Very good point." He added, standing up.

"Go get dressed tiger, I'mma go see if Beauty and The Beast are up and ready to head out." I laughed.

I exited the room and made my way the Harley and Sam's. I went to knock when I heard a giggle and someone say "shh!" I rolled my eyes and knocked anyways. Loud shuffling of feet could be heard before Harley opened the door.

"Oh, Vi. Hey." She laughed, her face red.

"Were you two?" I questioned with my eyebrows raised.

"What? No, we were researching the witch-"

"Harley, your shirts on backwards." I pointed out. She looked down and her face turned bright red.

"I-I-uh-" she stuttered.

"Yeah, research." I stated. "We're heading out in 20, be ready." I started walking away, smirking. "Oh," I said, turning around. "And fix your shirt." She rolled her eyes and shut the door without replying. I laughed to myself and made my way back to Dean and I's room.

"You ready?" I asked, opening the door. Dean looked up from his shoes and tied the left one before standing up.

"Yeah, let's go." He smiled at me.

After about an hour of driving we ended up at the edge of the woods.

"So this is the place kids find desirable?" I crinkle my nose at the woods before me.

"I guess so," Harley chirped in.

"Not exactly a vacation spot," Sam agreed.

I chuckled and tapped Dean on the shoulder. "Guess we better get to that graveyard." I told him. He nodded and said his goodbyes.

"Be. Careful." I told Harley, hugging her quickly before leaving with Dean.

Harley's pov:

Sam and I walked for a while without seeing anything.

"Are we sure this is the place?" He asked me.

"Are you doubting my abilities?" I said in a sassy tone.

"No, of course not." He laughed.

"Good because if you were then I'd have to-" I went to say before I felt a low vibrating feeling on the bottom of my feet. I looked down, as did Sam. "You feel that?" I asked him. He nodded and the vibrating got stronger. Soon enough the ground started to move and Sam and I went behind a tree to stand and watch. After a few seconds a house literally sprouted from the ground before us.

"Well I guess we found it." I stated. Sam looked at me for a second and walked towards the house. I grabbed my pistol and brought it in front of me. Sam walked in before me.

"See anything?" I asked him.

"No I think we're-" he went to reply when the door slammed behind us. "alone." He finished. "Guess not." He corrected himself.

"You watch the upstairs, I'll go downstairs to the cellar." I told him.

"Let's go together." He told me. I smiled a little.

"I got it Sammy, I'll be alright." I assured him. He gave in and shook his head. I made my way down the stairs with my pistol still out. I saw a little girl in the very corner of the cellar and I immediately put my pistol away and ran to her side. "Hey, hey it's alright, okay? I'm gonna get you out." I told her, messing with the ties around her wrists. She got one of her hands out and started to mumble something hysterically. She pointed behind her and I turned around to see something swinging towards my face and then everything went black.