Burnt [Supernatural] #Wattys2015

No Good in Goodbye

Song for the chapter: No Good in Goodbye by The Script

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After the Winchester story was told, I was left in shock... They lie about being apart of the federal agency. They play the part so well...

"I Uh- I need to get some rest... Or try." I sat on the mini couch across from the beds.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Sleeping on the couch..."

Dean laughed at his brother's questions, but let Sam speak, "Take the bed. I got couch."

I shook my head, "Nope. You're not taking the couch."

Dean rolled his eyes and groaned at the same time, "Sweetheart, take a damn bed, or you're sharing one with one of us."

My eyes widened. I mean, I wouldn't mind sharing one with Dean... The amazing looks on his wondeful- Stop. Nope. Not going there. Nope.

As if he read my thoughts, Dean grabbed me by my thin waist, and put me on his bed. Soon, he was only in his boxers, and lying next to me. In an awkward movement, I moved as close to the edge of the bed as possible. Soon enough, I heard light snoring next to me, and another snore from the other bed.

Soon enough, my eyes grew heavy, and darkness followed.

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"Coraline?" I asked, seeing my sister standing in front of me.

She nodded. Her once bloody clothing was clean again, and she seemed happy. I looked behind her, and saw another woman.

"Elizabeth... Sweetheart. How are you?"

"Mom... I-I'm okay... Aside from the deaths in the past two weeks, I've been okay." I replied. I walked slowly to the two people in front of me, "How are you guys alive?"

"You're dreaming, Lizzie." Coraline replied, wrapping her arms around me.

I held her back, wishing it wasn't a dream. My mother stood by, a small smile on her face.

"Too bad it's all your fault we're dead." Mother sneeed at me.

My eyes widened, and I let go of Coraline. When I looked at the eyes of the two people I loved most, their eyes were black. Like the demon that killed them both.

I tuned to run, but a stinging pain eupted in my stomach. Coraline-black eyes- stood with a sinister smirk on her face, "Feel the pain we felt."

A scream erupted in my throat. My body started to shake, and I felt hands holding my shoulders.

"Dammit, Elizabeth! Wake up!" Dean's rough voice was in my ears.

My scream stopped, and my body started to shake by itself. My body snapped up, and almost head butted Dean. Dean got up from on top of me, and sat. He pulled me into his lap and cradled me until the tears stopped flowing, and the shaking stopped. When I could speak again, I told him about my nightmare. He only held me closer.

He whispered, "It wasn't your fault."

I nodded, holding on to his shoulder. In a few more seconds, I crawled off of him, and sat next to him, "Go back to sleep... I'll be okay."

Dean nodded, lying down, but he stayed with his eyes open. I urged him to close his eyes, and soon he fell asleep.

I got up slowly trying not to wake the boys. I was surprised Sam didn't wake up. I don't know how loud I screamed, but I would've been sure Sam would've woken up...

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Since it was only 3 AM when I got up, I stayed up by myself for the few hours until the boys really did wake up. Dean rolled out of bed, and rubbed his eyes. Sam just got up and left to get coffee.

Dean just walked over to me when Sam left. His large muscles engulfed my shoulders, "You didn't get more sleep, did you?"

"I- no." I mumbled, letting my head fall on his chest. He was at least eight inches taller than I was, so I couldn't exactly rest my head on his shoulder.

He gave me a little squeeze, and moved away. I instantly missed the warmth his embrace gave off.

"Why am I thinking that?" I whispered, looking down.

I heard Dean chuckle, "Thinking about what?"

My face flushed, and I looked away. How did he hear that? He's like a ninja... Psychic person. It took a second, but I looked up, "Nothing..."

Dean walked over to me, his callused hands cupping my cheeks. The almost perfect lips came close to mine.. I closed my eyes, but he spoke, "You're a liar."

Our faces stayed a few inches apart. I saw his eyes flick to my lips, and he slowly got closer. All I could think about was-

"I got the coffee," Sam said, opening the door.

I heard a profanity come from Dean's mouth, and we quickly split apart. Sighing, I walked over to the bag Sam had brought in for me, and rummaged for clothing.

I felt Sam's eyes on my back, "Did I interrupt something?"

Before I could answer, I heard a whisper from Dean-who was standing over his bed- " Of course," but louder, "No, Sammy. No you didn't."

Sam laughed, and I turned, holding my clothes, "You really didn't."

"Sure I didn't."

I rolled my eyes, and walked to the bathroom, " You don't mind-?"

Both boys shook their heads. I quickly showered and got into my ripped skinny jeans, and Guns 'N Roses tank top. Walking out, I heard them talking while I towel dried my hair. Both boys were out of their comfies, and ready to leave.

Dean stopped mid-sentence, "Hello, georgous."

I blushed, and walked back to my bag. I grabbed a hair tie, and braided my long brown hair.

"Dean, she's eighteen," I heard Sam whisper, and skin colliding with skin.

"Shaddup Sam."

I laughed, and sat next to the brothers. They continued their talk, and I picked up a something. There was something murdering people in Dearborn, Michigan. I sighed. This is where I get dropped off at some place, and they forget about me because my case is dealt with. I sighed, and started to think about some things. Where would I go? I have a job, but I have no family, and I have nobody to talk to.

"You up for it, Elizabeth?" Sam asked.

"Huh- what?" I asked, snapping from my train of thought.

Both of them raised their eyebrows, "Do you wanna go with us? I mean, if you do, things could happen." Dean answered my questions.

I cocked my head, "I didn't exactly think you'd ask. I thought you'd just drop me off or leave me at the motel... But, I would really like to go."

Dean looked at his brother, and at me, "Are you sure? I mean, once you're associated with us, or you start hunting, there's no apple pie life. No pickett fence. None of that."

Sam sighed, "It's totally up to you. We're not all that bad to be around." .

I nodded, "I would be okay with that. I have no one else to associate myslef with, so why not?"

Dean gave a chuckle, "Get ready. We've got a long drive, Kid."

I rolled my eyes, and got back up.

I suppose it will be a long drive.

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