Extraordinary (A Supernatural Fanfic)

Say Something

WARNING!! THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER IS VERY SHORT BUT CONTAINS CONFESSIONS THAT I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!

*Sam's P. O. V*

"So, you're saying that she just took off, for no reason?" I asked, trying my best not to yell.

"No, she left because we got into a fight." Tia said, walking into the room. "She got pissed and didn't want to hurt anyone."

"What do you mean by "not hurt anyone"? She doesn't have any demonic powers that we don't know about, does she?" Dean asked.

"No, but she's a lot stronger that she looks. She could easily snap your neck or rip a vampire's head off with her bare hands if she wanted to. I've seen her do it before. She can control it perfectly but she's still afraid to use it. Even a demon can't keep her up against a wall. She's terrified that she'll hurt someone." I explained. They all looked dumbfounded.

"And why didn't you tell us this?" I asked, a bit pissed about this new information.

"Look, we've only known you for about a month. Chess knew that you were hiding something big so she didn't want to tell you right away. She was actually planning on sitting you down, telling you, and ask what you were hiding today. Y'know, before shit hit the fan."

I stared at the redhead before me, not believing my ears. "So she has superhuman strength?" I inquired.

"No, it's all natural. She played a lot of sports when we were in high school, even wrestled. So she lifted a bunch and gained like fifty pounds of muscle over those four years. She was still made fun of but she never wanted to scare the shit out of everyone at the school. Only the guys on the wrestling team knew because they saw how strong she was during matches."

"That's how she pushed me against the door..." I accidentally said out loud.

"Wait, SHE pushed YOU against the door?" Dean asked, a smirk playing at his lips.

I must've turned red because the smirk grew. "Uh, yeah. I mean, I tried to be the one pushing her against the wall and all, but she beat me to it. I tried really hard too, guess I just ignored it. Caught up in the moment or something..." I mumbled the explanation and stared at my fairly large hands. Dean just snickered and turned back to Tia.

"Do you know where she's going?"

"No ide-" She stopped mid-sentence with a shocked look playing on her features. "L. A. That's where she went when she left for almost a year. She must've made some friends and found some other hunters around there."

"Did she tell you where she went?" I asked.

"Not exactly but do you know the story of the "Slayer" that surfaced a few years ago around Los Angeles?"

"Yeah, what does that have to anything?" Dean was confused at the sudden change of subject but I knew exactly what she meant.

"It's her." was all I said.

"What?! She's the badass that I had always wished was a girl. Holy shit. Not to mention I think I'm in love with her best friend." Dean paused. "Why the fuck am I saying this out loud?"

"I KNEW IT!!" I yelled. "I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!" I ran around the living room like a six-year-old.

It was the other two's turn to blush. "Knew what?" Dean asked.

I stopped running and looked at him like he was stupid, an idea that has yet to be proven otherwise. "That it was more than you liking her or thinking she's hot. I knew that your feelings for Tia went deeper than that." I smirked.

"Y-you love me? But why? I... I'm... me." she said with a frown, looking completely defeated.

"Yes, you're you and that's why I like you so much. You're unique and not afraid to be yourself and you're beautiful and the woman of my dreams. Dammit! Now I sound like a damn Hallmark card."

I laughed a bit but then remembered Chess and started to tear up. I feel so helpless and I hate it. I have to find her and make sure she's okay, make sure we're okay.

Tia noticed that I had almost broken down into a crying mess and quickly made her way to me. "Sweetheart, are you okay?"

"No Tia, I have to find her. She could be in a ditch for all I know. I feel so helpless and weak and I despise this feeling. I have to go."