Chole's life is turned upside down when her parents are murdered in the middle of the night. She's rescued my two total strangers named Sam and Dean Winchester. With no where else to go what will happen when she has to live in a bunker with two of t...
When I woke up I again I was in a beige room lined with different guns and blades. I wondered how I got there considering when I fell asleep I was in the back of a car. Or was that even real? Maybe I had been hit on the head or maybe I was dreaming. The sheets were plain and there was a picture on the nightstand, I rolled over to see who was in the picture. It was a young dirty blonde haired boy with who seemed to be his mother. The woman had long blonde hair and blue/green eyes. I pushed myself up and slung my legs over the edge of the bed. I forced myself up and walked toward the only door in the room. I grabbed the knob and twisted opening the door, I was beginning to freak out. Where the crap was I? The corridor seemed to stretch for miles and I realized why Dean and Sam had called it a bunker the night before. The walls were metal with very little decor. I had no clue which way to go so I started to yell out their names.
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"D...D..Dean?" I called, "S..S...Sam?" I heard loud foot steps running down the hallway from the right. It was Dean.
"Your awake," he said.
"Yes, yes I am," I replied still as confused as ever, "is this the bunker?"
"Yep sure is," Dean acknowledged, "you must be hungry or thirsty come on." We went to the left opposite of the way he came. He lead me to a kitchen that was actually quite nice. It was surprisingly modern and sleek. Sam was already sitting at the island a cup of steaming coffee in his hands. His bed head was unreal I had to stifle a laugh, "Hey Sam," I chimed trying to put a smile on his sleepy face.
"Hey..um um... whats your name again?"
I chuckled at his grogginess, "Its Chloe." He rubbed his face getting the sleep out of his eyes and smiled. HA! Finally.
"Yeah sorry so uh how are you doing since last night and uh everything," at that he waved his hands doing a circular motion.
"Well considering my parents were just murdered by some soul eater thing I guess I'm okay," I felt a stab of pain in my chest and thought a tear might slip through so I turned and wipe my eyes with my sleeve. Sam must have seen this because he got up and put his hand on my shoulder, "I'm so sorry Chloe," He began, "I wasn't even thinking."
"Its okay Sam,"I smiled up at him. He had the eyes of a cute little puppy. Sam lead me to a table in the corner and Dean made several trips carrying plates of eggs, toast, bacon, and a pot of freshly brewed coffee. "Dig in," he said. I happily agreed as I piled eggs and a piece of toast on my plate. For some reason I was totally starved. I was shoveling food into my mouth when Dean first spoke,
"So Chloe I was thinking I could show you around the bunker and you could pick out a room unless you would rather go live with some of your other family." He said the last bit cautiously like he did't really want me to leave.
"I don't have any family at least none I feel would protect me. Wait are you sure I can stay here? That I won't interfere with your 'work'," I rambled. Dean just sort of chuckled and shook his head a smile forming on his lips. I caught myself staring at his soft lips until his deep voice brought me out of my trance.
"Of course its fine, you can stay here as long as you like right Sammy?"
"Yeah of course, I wouldn't want to go back out there right now if I was you unless that uh thing comes back," Sam added tenderly. I could tell he didn't want to upset me and I was grateful for that. Dean stood up and I realized that he meant he would give me the tour now. I drank the last sip of my coffee and followed him out of the kitchen back the way we came,
"So the room you woke up in I'm sure you may have realized is mine I carried you there last night after you fell asleep and this one down here is Sammy's," he pointed to a room on the left and I couldn't help feeling a little happy that he carried me. It was kinda sweet, wait what am I doing I need to get ahold of myself, "If you'd like this one you can have it," and he lead me to a room beside his. The room was simple with black walls, a bed with white sheets and a black comforter was sitting in the middle of the room, there was also a wooden desk, and nightstand.
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"I LOVE IT! This is honestly the best room ever I love black." I was smiling so much I thought my face may get stuck in that position which was fine with me I needed some happiness. I walked right into my new room and Dean followed. I plopped onto the bed and sunk right in. It was so soft and plush.
"I take it you like it then," Dean laughed.
"I love it Dean thank you."
"I guess I'll leave alone so you can get adjusted and everything," and with that he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. I spent the rest of the day just sitting in my room and seeing if I wanted to move anything around. Everything stayed exactly the way it was cause to me it was absolutely perfect.
Announcement: I decided to post Chapter 2 early because I don't have school! Hope you like it let me know in the comments! Please vote, comment, and share. And please please please don't hate this is my first story.
