Daughter of a Winchester

Chapter 24

Rachael's POV

I remember stabbing myself and the pain shooting through my body. I could still feel the blood choking me in my throats and the warmth of it trickling down my stomach. Everything went black and I screamed. I kept screaming until I felt something on my shoulder. I opened my eyes to find Dean. He was not alone. He had Sam, Castiel, and some man I had never met. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but I couldn't.

"It alright. Your okay." Dean said calmly and I felt angry fly up in my stomach for some reason.

"Get away from me!" I said shoving his hand off and running for the door. I didn't know where I was or what was out there but I didn't care. I just needed to get out. As I ran I found a bunch of rusty broken cars. I started wandering around to clear my head. I had only been walking for five minutes when I came to the opening of the place. There was a old beat up sign that read Singer's Auto Self Service Salvage Yard . The place must have been the man that I didn't know. I looked out of the junkyard and saw a deserted road. I didn't know how far a town was but I could maybe be lucky to hitch hike somewhere. Then I remembered my iPod in my pocket could tell my location. I quickly did my password and found out I was in South Dakota. I sighed and heard a flapping sound behind me.

"So how was inception?" asked Gabriel as I turned around. He had told me all about himself in the dream. His witness protection program was my favorite because he was the trickster and Loki and I kept imagining gold horns on his head.

"A great movie but a the experience did not go so well." I said smirking and then got a idea. "Could you get me a bike?"

"Sure." he answer and a Big Wheel appeared. He started laugh.

"A motorcycle not a kids toy!" I said frustrated. A few moments later the Big Wheel began to morph into 1978 Harley-Davidson Chopper. It was black with a green fire design. It had a helmet that looked kinda odd so I picked it up. I realized that it was a batman helmet.

"My own personal touch." Gabriel said laughing "So do you like it?"

"Yeah." I said "Thank again."

"Anything for a Winchester." He said and with that he vanished.

I walked up to Dean's car and noticed my stuff in the backseat. Sighing I put my headphones in and decided that this sucked. I grabbed a rock and smashed it through the back of cars window. The noise must have been loud because Dean, Sam, and the man came out. Their expressions where shocked mixed with angrier. I grabbed my stuff and ran. Dean stumbled down the stairs and started chasing after me. I quickly grabbed the handle bars and kept running. I finally got my foot over the bike and started to accelerate. I looked behind me and saw Dean getting the Impala.

I quickly rounded the corner and started going faster but Dean somehow managed to keep up. The a special announcement came over the radio in my ears.

"Here's to all daddy's little runways out there. Bon Jovi!" said a voice that sounded oddly like Gabriel. I smiled to myself and started to grip the gas with all my might. The bike sped up at a alarming rate and I started to loose control. I looked in the review mirror. Dean was still following me but was getting farther by the minute. I grabbed the batman helmet off the back and chucked at the threw it at him. He swerved to avoid and I smiled. I could see his knuckles started to turn white because the pressure he was putting on the wheel.

When I finally looked back at the road and realized a turn was coming up and fast. I turned the bike with all my might praying that I wouldn't go sliding off the edge. My leg hit the road and my wound reopened. I grunted in pain and tried to get the bike up right. I was finally able to get up start when I looked down at my leg. It was gushing blood all over the road and to make it worst it had cement rubble in it. It burned like hell but I lucky saw a town ahead. Dean rounded the corner pretty fast and started driving straight at me. I had slowed down at the turn so I sped up again. My knuckles became to turn white and I gridded my teeth. The town lights started to grow bigger but they where red, white, and blue.

I soon realized that it was the cops. They're were about twelve cop cars blocking the entrance to the town. The sherif I guessed, stood in front with a gun pointed at me. She must have been one of the strange man's friends. I veered left and started driving through straight into the woods. My cut was bleed like crazy and I could feel it getting numb but I didn't risk slowing down. They could easily be following me so I just kept riding. It was hard avoiding all the trees, rocks, and roots but I somehow mange to make it to a clearing. I stopped to rest for about an hour and stock up on water. With a few branches and leaves I was able to stop my leg from bleeding and wrapped it. I heard sirens and quickly wheeled my bike in the dense vegetation. I saw Dean, Sam, the man, and the sherif walk by and sit down on a large rock.

"Dean, we've been looking for hours. Just accept it she's gone." said the man

"No! She gotta be here. Please Bobby." Dean pleaded. His voice sounded worried and hopeless. 'Bobby' sighed and turned to the sherif.

"Jody, what do you think?" Bobby asked

"You have her cell number, right?" she asked and the boys nodded "Then call her."

Dean pulled out his cell phone and put it to his ear. I had taken my headphones out when I stopped to rest so Bullet with Butterfly Wings by The Smashing Pumpkins bursted through the speaker. I grabbed my stuff and ran completely leaving the bike. They followed and we ended up running for only minutes before reaching a bridge. We both stopped and he started to speak.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a quiet voice.

"You don't need a kid around and you'll just slow me down."  I said coldly and jumped into the river. It was freezing cold and I felt water start to burn my lungs. I sunk to the bottom and pushed myself up. I greedily started to gulp air and started to swim to the edge. The current was strong and had pushed me so far I couldn't see the bridge anymore. As I climbed on the shore I laughed. I had finally lost the Winchesters.