Lia's POV
I woke up in the backseat of an unknown car. There's a pounding in my head, and when I place a hand on my temple, I feel dried blood.
"Shit.." I think, I look into the drivers seat, and see the most handsome man, I had ever seen. There was a nagging feeling in my head, but I shrug it off.
"Who are you, where am I, and why am in your car?" I ask, causing the man to nearly jump out of his skin.
"Um, well uh..wait, you don't know who I am?" He asks.
"Uh, no, if I did, why would I ask?"
"Well this is weird, Lia you don't remember me?" He asks again.
"How the hell do you know my name?" This time it is my turn to ask the question.
"I will explain everything when we get to the motel room."
"What if I want my answers now?"
"Well then you will just have to wait." He says, pulling out his phone and texting somebody named "Sam."
I climb over the seat, and join him in the front seat, and turn up the radio, because, I don't enjoy the silence.
ACDC's "Shook Me All Night Long." comes blaring through, and we both can't find the urge to sing along.
"You never told me your name." I point out when the song fades out.
"It's Dean, Dean Winchester."
My eyes widen with remembrance, I tell myself to calm down, that it's a common name, but I'm positive that whoever my "Dean" is, is the one who put the gorgeous ring on my finger. I couldn't have that handsome of a man, could I?
"So, you knew me before?" I ask, and I feel him tense up.
"Yes, um..my brother Sam, and I..and you, we hunted together." He says.
"Oh, I'm sorry I don't remember anything. Just a blue room, with a mirror, and a wedding dress. Then, nothing, just blank canvas. Then I was in hell." I shudder, and he puts a hesitant arm around my shoulders. I feel instantly better.
"Don't worry Lia, both of us have been there too." He says reassuringly.
I look at him. "Really?"
He nods. "So, you don't remember anything, anybody?"
I shake my head. "The only things I remember, is obviously I'm engaged." I show him the ring, and he looks pained. "A black Chevy Impala, and a name."
"What name?" He asks.
"Your name, Dean." I say hesitantly.
He looks straight ahead, no longer at me.
"Does the name, Jeff mean anything to you?" He asks, stil not looking at me.
"No, who is Jeff?" I ask.
"Your father."
I shake my head. "Dean, my father is Aegean, he is a..."
"He's a demon, yeah I know."
We fall silent after that, and I take his lead, and just stare out the window.
He pulls into a shady motel on the outskirts of town, and helps me out of the car. When I step outside, I notice the black sleekness of the car.
Stepping up on the sidewalk, I look back to the car before stepping inside the room.
It's a black Chevy Impala.
This is getting weird.
AN: I'm sorry it's so short. Or, at least I think it's so short. Let me know what you think :) and I promise a bit more "depth" in later chapters.
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Memories (A Supernatural Fanfiction)
Fanfiction**Sequel to "Scars"** Lia Bridgestone crawls out of hell, with only three clues as to who she used to be. An engagement ring on her finger, a Chevy Impala, and a name "Dean." She has no idea how they all connect, but she continues to hunt the monste...