Hope is a Dangerous Thing [EDITING]

Chapter Twenty-Five

My own body shifted as I looked around and tried to figure out where the hell I was and what the hell I was doing. I sighed as I looked up into James' eyes. I moved in my own spot as I looked around us. I shivered as my own eyes landed on some of the words around me. It was about thirty years after this certain event but I was still scared of what this place meant. It was a little too close to home for me. I had grown up in an area where there were a shitload of Jewish people in the area. Both orthodox or otherwise. So being in Germany was not the best place for me to be. My own eyes drifted over to the others as I looked down a little bit.

    "You don't like this place, do you?" James asked as he looked me over a little bit.

    I shook my head as I tried to figure out how to get out of her. I sighed as I backed into the wall of a shop. All I wanted to do was get away. My whole body was tense and I wasn't even Jewish. I needed to get away now that was here. I really needed to get out of here not that I noticed who the hell we were chasing. There were people who were still hated Jewish people. I hated them as much as I could but I didn't actually think that I would want to punch a Nazi now that I was here. I jumped on my feet as I moved a little bit as I looked into James' eyes.

    James moved as he leaned his he'd on my shoulder and frowned. I moved in my spot as I looked over at him. He shifted in his spot as I looked into Dean's eyes as I moved over. I sighed more as I walked towards the other side of the street. James followed me. Dean moved along with me but Sam didn't seem to follow. I turned away from moving over to the back and looked over to him.

    "So what the hell are we going to do? You don't seem to want to do this particular death. Why don't we leave this one all alone. Let Elizabeth have the one win then we can keep moving along and give her a false sense of security then we can start to try and kill her. I mean, we can make sure she actually doesn't do anything more than what she's doing now."

    "No, we saw her get a little bit younger. At least I did. I don't want her to get more and more powerful now that she got that death. The only way that we can get her to die is to take away the fact that the deaths. I don't want her getting anything more than what the he'll she's going right now. I need her to die. If we even so much as touch the nineties we can fuck with out own timeline. I don't want either of you disappearing. I don't want any of us to go away."

    Dean nodded as he looked me over. As he shifted in his own seat as he looked me over. I sighed as I slid down on the wall I was leaning against with my head in my heads. I sighed more as tears came up to my eyes. James sat down on the street as well. I looked up at Dean and Sam as they slid down on the wall as well and we just sat there. Neither of us moved for us awhile. We got a few coins from people passing by. I tried to give them back to some people. But I didn't even want to do anything now that I was here. I was trapped in fear.

    The people who were children of Nazis were bow grown adults raised on their parents racist rhetoric. Either they rejected this rhetoric and went their own way. They were able to see past this rhetoric. I applauded them in that. But there were people who were able to believe those rhetoric. I didn't want to run into these people. I knew I would end up beating them up if I did. The second people were obviously the worst people I have ever met and they were honestly still existing generations after the collective trauma that happened to the Jewish people. I didn't want to even look at one of those fucking Nazi sympathizers.  

    I moved as I looked over at Sam. Sam sighed a little bit as I looked into his eyes. I didn't want to get up right now. I really didn't want to get up. I just wanted to sit here and wait for others to see what he'll we were going to do. I hated it here and I wanted to leave and not leave at the same time. I sighed a little bit as I twisted myself out of my seat and looked over at the others. I didn't want to get up and move but we had a mission to do. I didn't want to do it but it had to be done now that I was here. I never wanted to leave home now that I thought about it. I was too fucking terrified to. I just wanted to go home.