Evangeline Millie Winchester (Evie, to everyone who doesn't want to get shot) is the third Winchester sibling. She's the middle child, the one who keeps the brothers together. Or, she was. Until Sam bailed and left her and Dean to pick up the pieces...
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November 23, 2008
Atlanta, Georgia
The Camp
"Alright. Explain. Now." Andrea said harshly, but the woman beside her who we had been introduced to as Andrea's sister Amy, elbowed her in the gut. Andrea huffed out a breath and glared at her sister for a moment before looking back at us.
"Please." We were all sitting around the fire, we had been served frog legs for dinner, and now I guess Andrea had decided that since dinner was over, it's time now for the questioning.
I nodded, and looked at my brothers who were staring at me already, urging me to go ahead, which is kind of mean but whatever.
"Okay. So... before all of this, our job was to protect people from the things that go bump in the night. Ruby here... is a demon who before all of this, was helping us try and prevent the rising of the Devil. Basically, the other demons were trying to break the sixty-six seals required to release the devil from his cage. There were over six hundred different seals that they could choose to break, so it was an almost impossible task. We think... we think a demon was trying to break a seal, and they did this to the world. We don't know if they knew what was going to happen when they did it, but this happened. And we don't know how many seals are left, and we don't know if there are any demons left trying to break them. Are there any questions?" It was quiet for a long time before Shane broke the silence.
"You said... uh you said that you protect people from 'things that go bump in the night'? What does that mean... exactly?"
"Well... uh there's a lot of things. Demons, ghosts, black dogs, banshees, vampires, werewolves, witches, changelings, daeva, djinn, elves, fairies, skinwalkers, sirens, ghouls, vengeful spirits, wendigos, women in white, honestly the list goes on. All the weird things that you probably used to think were fake? They're real." I took a glance around at everyone and I couldn't tell if they were upset or surprised, or what, but they were all staring at me in something akin to shock.
"How do we know you're telling the truth?" One of the other men, Ed said rudely.
"Hey, Cas.... uhm Rick, he dropped a bag of guns on the street below the building we were on. Can you go get it please?" I asked, looking over my shoulder at Cas who had been standing there awkwardly all throughout dinner. He simply nodded at me, and blipped away. We all sat silent for a few very long minutes before he blipped back into place holding the large bag in his hands.
"Is this it Evangeline?" I rolled my eyes but nodded while Cas sat the bag down on the ground, and then I turned to look at Ed.
"So... that good enough for you?"
"Disoriented. I guess that comes closest. Disoriented. Fear, confusion... all those things but... Disoriented comes closest." Rick was saying. Lori had asked him what had happened to him, and so he was telling us all.
"Words can be meager things. Sometimes they fall short." Dale said, smiling wisely at Rick, it was a smile that I would imagine to be on a wise old father's face.
"I felt like I'd been ripped out of my life and put somewhere else. For a while I thought I was trapped in some coma dream, something I might not wake up from ever."
"Mom said you died." Carl said quietly from Rick's lap.
"She had every reason to believe that. Don't you ever doubt it."
"When things started to get really bad, they told me at the hospital that they were gonna med-evac you and the other patients to Atlanta, and it never happened." Lori explained, glancing over at Shane while she talked.
"Well, I'm not surprised after Atlanta fell." Rick said gently, wrapping his arm around her.
"Yeah." She mumbled, still staring at Shane.
"And from the look of that hospital, it got overrun." Rick said, and Shane nodded.
"Yeah, looks don't deceive. I barely got them out, you know?"
"I can't tell you how grateful I am to you Shane. I can't begin to express it." I glanced across the fire and locked eyes with Merle who shared a secret smirk with me and then we turned our attention back to Dale who was talking.
"There go those words falling short again. Paltry things." I heard a thud, and snapped my head over to where Ed was sitting with his wife, Carol and their daughter... Sophia I think. He had thrown another log onto his fire.
"Hey, Ed, you want to rethink that log?" Shane said in a strange weird... mean voice.
"It's cold man." Ed said, and Shane got up from his seat and moved over to where Ed was sitting, angrily flipping his shotgun up onto his shoulder.
"The cold doesn't change the rules, does it? Keep our fires low, just embers so we can't be seen from a distance, right?"
"I said it's cold. You should mind your own business for once."
"Hey, Ed... are you sure you want to have this conversation, man?" Shane growled out angrily, advancing on the large man. Ed glared angrily up at the officer, and then glared over at his wife.
"Go on. Pull the damn thing out. Go on!" Carol, shaking, jerked forward and pulled the burning log out of the fire with her bare hands. I watched, horrified, as she did it, knowing that she was definitely going to have burns on her hands.
"Christ." Shane growled out, stamping the flames that jumped up towards him when the logs shifted, and then he turned to Carol and Sophia.
"Hey, Carol, Sophia, how are y'all this evening?"
"Fine. We're just fine." Carol said calmly.
"Okay."
"I'm sorry about the fire."
"No no no. No apology needed. Y'all have a good night, okay?"
"Thank you." Carol whispered and Shane nodded.
"I appreciate the cooperation." Shane said, moving over to join the rest of us at the other fire, and I couldn't help but glare between him and Ed. They're such stupid men.
