Huntress

Part 20- It's Cold

"So that Super Mario power up thing last night, what was that?" Uncle Dean asked. He was pacing the room as he tried to grasp a hold of what had happened. When you passed out thankfully you also woke before them so no questions were asked. "I mean," Uncle Dean continued when no one answered, "I don't know who that was, but it sure as hell wasn't Cas. What was it he said? That he had faith in Lucifer Junior? What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
You shared an unsure look with your Dad. "I don't know." You shrugged.
"Look," your Dad sighed, "this doesn't make any sense to me either, Dean. I mean I guess we just have to think like him."
"I don't know how anymore, Sam." Dean threw his hands up in the air with frustration.
The three of you fell silent in thought, turning your attention to your Dad as he unwrapped the colt. It was in pieces, singed and burnt and by the looks of things never to be used again. "Can you fix it?" Uncle Dean asked.
To your surprise, Dad gave a little nod, "Maybe."

Just then a vibration cut off whatever Uncle Dean was going to retort with. "It's not me." Dad said, feeling his pockets to double check. Without even looking at his phone, Uncle Dean shrugged, "Not me."
"Not me, either." You added, looking around the room. You got up and headed towards where the noise was coming from. Under a few books scattered on the side table lay a silver grey phone, buzzing against their spines and pages. You held it up in question.
"Must be one of Moms." Your Dad said to his brother.
You didn't want to answer it so you just held it out for them to take. Dad took it from you, "Hello?...Uh Alicia, hey..." he put it on loud speaker and you all leaned in, Alicia was one of the Hunters at that guys funeral a few weeks ago.
"Hey so uh our Mom went on a Hunt a few days ago and she usually contacts us by now. We're a little worried so we thought-"
"Woah," Her brother interrupted, "no we didn't."
"-Okay, I thought that maybe you guys could help."
"You're over reacting! Mom's fine." The brother continued to object.
Dad cleared his throat, "Hey uh why don't you text us your address. We'll come and help."

"What the hell are you doing?" Uncle Dean said the moment Dad hung up. For once, you had to agree with him, the spawn of Satan was probably the priority for now.
"Yeah, Dad, we should probably find Cas..."
"Jodie has people looking. There's not really much we can do so we might as well help Alicia."
He had a point so you nodded, not wanting an argument. Only, you couldn't help but worry. All these pains you kept getting were getting worse and worse very day...what if something happened whilst on a hunt? You knew you probably should have told Dad, but you knew they had worse things to worry about. Besides, you were handling it. An overprotective parent is almost worse than an under-protective one.

You all parted ways to pack your things and get ready for the trip out, however you noticed Uncle Dean was hanging back. When your Dad turned the corner to his room you crept back and saw Uncle Dean hold his phone to his ear:
"Hey Mom, uh I just wanted to tell you that me and Sam are heading out to help those Witch twins, Max and Alicia, if you can help that'd be great, but uh...I get that the Brits have sorta got your work covered. Maybe just at least...call me back?", his voice broke just a little and you found your shoulders dropping in sympathy, "It's just some stuff...it'd be good to talk to you." He hung up and you hurried back to your room, grabbing supplies and stuffing them in a bag.

Your head swayed a little, making you stumble and shoot your hand out for the desk to steady yourself. "No...not now..." You hissed at nothing, staying still as thought that would help whatever this was go away. Thankfully, it didn't come to anything.

"Hey guys." Dad called out at the twins who were staring off into the distance. You smiled at their dramatic stance and how happy your Dad was to be working with other hunters. But, glancing over to Uncle Dean, you could see the hurt in his eyes and you knew Mary hadn't called back. "What have we got?" Uncle Dean asked bluntly. You tore your eyes away from him and tied your hair back from the wind. Wrapping the hair-tie around your pony tail, you felt it. Just for a split second, not even that. A little blackout in your mind where your body felt like it was about to shut down. It wasn't long enough even for you to react, but it was just long enough that you noticed it. Alicia explained that their Mum was hunting a Borrower Witch, the ones that have their power because of a deal.