So-li-va-gant ~Latin
Someone who wanders or travels the world alone; a solitary adventurer.
Following seasons 1-3 of Supernatural.
Book One of the Solivagant series.
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"I'm not getting that drink... am I?"
"You live in Hunter's bar Ash. You should've known better."
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As Dean undoubtably goes to try and pick up Jo I remain with Sam as Ellen hands him over a file. Apparently she'd been saving it for another Hunter but considering we've rolled into her Roadhouse with nothing better to do why not pawn it off. Leaning over Sam's shoulder I read through the scrapes of newspapers on the cover. A child claiming a clown killed her parents and vanished. A cursed object would be my guess. An item the spirit has bound itself to instead of a body.
"Sounds like a case for you and Dean", I agreeably admit to Sam "It's not far from here from the looks of it."
Sending me a curious look, Sam wonders "Why just Dean and I?"
"Well for starters it'll get your mind off John and Azazel", I retort with a knowing look. When Sam continues to watch me unmoved and hesitant, I assure him "I'll be here when you guys get back. Keep an eye on things."
I can see the reluctance in Sam to leave me alone here with these guys. Yet I don't feel like they're a danger. I'm sure if they wanted us dead they would've pulled the triggers on the guns when they had the chance. After a moment, Sam warns "Call if anything goes south-"
"You got it" I assure Sam. Saying a quick goodbye, I wave a small farewell to Dean, confusion etched into his features as he follows Sam out the door.
"Aint you going with them?" Ellen hums from across the bar. Peering over to Ellen I see her watching me full of curiosity and skepticism "From what I heard the four of you use to be a squad of hunting legend."
Rolling my lip, I explain to Ellen "Well... that squad turned into a trio... then I gave it up."
Wiping down the bar Ellen disagrees with a knowing look "Honey if you'd given it up then you wouldn't be in this bar with those Winchester's." I remain quiet knowing she isn't entirely wrong on that. After a moment of unspoken silence Ellen pauses what she is doing. Hand on her hip Ellen leans a little closer to me. She watches me for a moment before confirming "It's a boy isn't it?" Furrowing my eyebrows I part my lips to respond only for Ellen to wave it off "I'm good at people lovie. Besides, you Hunters always go waltzing around with a particular cloud of angst."
