The Moonlight cab

Part 10

He couldn't have been serious,  yes it was a theory of yours, but for once you thought that they would actually stay dead because ever since they killed death, Billy's been on their back so you just assumed that they had stayed dead. you miss those boys but why couldn't  they come and see me? And for all,  you know that the demon has lied. It was hard to take it in but you knew you had to let it be a possibility, you hated it, and loved it. You had missed, of course. Finding out they could be alive with a demon, you hated that. You had all these thoughts running through your mind, why had they not come to find you? But you knew you had to suck it up. You pulled the knife out of the demon and slipped in your boot with all your other small knives. You had to go back to the motel and make a solid plan that you knew, but what would that plan consist of? They were, our family! you can't just go in guns blazing. You began walking to your car when you realized it wasn't there.

"ah son of a bitch, are you kidding me?" you yelled out, how could somebody have stolen it, you parked it in a back alley, where nobody could find it, yet somebody did. You knew you had to call a cab, Ali had probably left thinking you needed to handle this alone, and she was right. This was your family, you couldn't let this go on any longer, you had to know... you had the right. You slipped your phone out of your back pocket looking up local cab numbers. 

"Mhm, the moonlight cab company? sounds familiar" You whispered,  realizing that you had heard that name before, long ago from your mother. You left the thought in the back of your mind for later, you just wanted to get back to the motel out of the freezing cold. Sometimes you forgot to wear layers even though the boys would never stop bugging you about it. Memories... And before you knew it the cab was there. At it's finest, a small moonlight painted on it with the words in white cursive: The moonlight cab. You were excited, it looked nice, it was inexpensive and it could take you back to the motel, and in the morning you could look for the boys.

"Where are you headed, ma'am?" The man asked in a deep, almost distorted voice.

"Blackbird motel please" you replied, his voice hadn't bothered you at all, like the whole cab it felt familiar, leather seats with food and drink on the sides. You had realized just how thirsty you were, but little did you know what was in the water you had just taken a giant swig of. You felt incredibly light and carefree like you could sleep forever. You could feel your eyelids getting heavy, not wanting to give into sleep. But you knew sooner or later you would have to, so you wanted sooner rather than later. And before the cab had even started heading in the right direction you had passed out. Not knowing that what was going to await you when you woke up was certainly not going to be the blackbird hotel. This would reach a whole different kind of level. A whole different perspective of a place to stay, one that you hadn't been back returned to since the accident. You didn't know a thing about this cab, except for what your mother had told you, but that was something long forgotten.

Your dream

My teeth began chattering from the frosty weather outside, I hadn't hunted since the incident that makes my heart skip a beat every time the memory enters my mind. My world burned down. I lost the biggest part of my life. I lost the love of my life and my best friend. I called a cab to take me home, little did I know what home meant. Memories flashed back to when my mom would tell me about the urban legend of the cab when I was little. The one that wouldn't take you where you wanted to go, but instead took you where you needed to go. I thought it wasn't real. Until the night I stepped into that cab. The moonlight cab.

That's when you had realized, this stupid cab wasn't going to take you to the motel. But where? there was nowhere that you truly wanted to go to. At least you didn't think so... Where the hell was this guy going to take you. There was honesty nowhere that you needed to go, there were places you, of course, wanted to go to but this cab wasn't about wanting, it was all about needing. You were a hunter though, you learned not to have such a pull to things that made you feel like you need things. You had to learn to put away everything that you felt, emotions, needing things. So, of course, this guy couldn't be taking you anywhere if there was nowhere to go in the first place. You weren't even going to question him, he had to think that you were still sleeping in the meantime so that you could think of a plan, in case something would happen or maybe you would go to the place that you never wanted to go back to. The one where everything had changed.

The Bunker.

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