Avery Davis, huntress, found the Winchesters while on the hunt for whatever killed her mother 22 years ago. She and Sam instantly connect, finding a kindred spirit in one another. But she never thought that she'd fall head first for his jerk of an o...
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CHAPTER ONE: The Jerkiest Hunters Ever
PAIRING: Dean x Avery (OC) x Sam (Unrequited)
WARNINGS: language, violence
EPISODE FEATURED:Something Wicked This Way Comes (Season 1 Episode 18)
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PRESENT
LOCATION: FITCHBURG, WISCONSIN
The sounds of Thin Lizzy's 'The Boys Are Back In Town' played softly on the radio in the old red pick up truck. Avery Davis' boot clad foot rested against the dashboard comfortably, as she sat idly in the passenger seat, her golden brown eyes quietly studying the man sitting next to her in the driver's seat. He looked to be in his late forties, graying hair, pale skin, and yellow teeth. The thought of this man being anywhere near her, made her sick to her stomach. But she couldn't let him know that. She had to pretend to be appreciative for the ride to her next, most likely unknown, destination.
Avery continued to watched as her driver drummed his greasy, oil stained fingers on the steering wheel, humming softly to the music. To distract herself from watching the old man further, she began to pick at the growing hole in the knee of her jeans.
This was Avery's life. And it was a wonderful fucking life. Hitchhiking, being picked up by strange old men on the side of the road and riding with them for miles to the nearest city looking for work. After her work was done, she was headed to the next city, starting all over again. A repeated cycle. A drifter in the wind.
Most people would be scared of the life she lived, but not her. Then again, most had no idea just what kind of life she lived, the kind of things she'd done or even seen. Her life was far from the normal "apple-pie" life. No husband. No shitty white picket fence. No 2.5 children and a dog. Nope, just her, heading from town to town, state to state, hunting and ganking creatures of the night. The Family Business as her dad would say.
