Daughters Of Hell

Chapter Four

Dianae's POV
"The ward on my arm is strictly for my father. I also made it, therefore it is as strong as I am. I passed out because didn't count on the fact that it would literally burn my arm. I passed out from the intense pain I experienced. Not the vessel, me. I didn't tell you guys I was.... going, because I didn't want you guys to get hurt. By either of your parents." a pained expression crossed Dianae's face. Her mood changed rapidly as she glared at Lynne and Nicole. "How dare you assume anything." She got up and walked out heading up to the kitchen in a heartbeat. She walked in, looking for her coffee. Really? she thought as she saw the black mug in Dean's hands. She stepped back out before she got noticed and fixed her makeup and hair. She started to braid it as she walked in once more. Both boys looked at her as she made her entrance, halting their conversation. She walked over to Dean and took back the mug, taking a long drink. He just looked at her.
"Good morning!" she chirped happily, hoping to hide the emotions she felt caused by her friends. Sam looked at her confused, trying to connect the Dianae he met earlier to this much more bubbly one. Dianae looked toward the doorway as her friends, Lynne and Nicole, came into to the picture. Her face fell as she took in the sight. Their hair was mildly disheveled and their makeup a tad bit runny. Although no one noticed the girl's intertwined fingers, No one but Sam that is. Dean noted Dianae's expression as he too, turned his head along with his younger brother. Dianae's face showed no emotion, as Lynne sniffled slightly, as if she had been crying. Nicole put her arm around her nearest friend trying to comfort her. She looked over at Dianae with a sad expression, her friend returning no sympathy. Dean and his brother looked between the girls, wary of what the emotions ment. Dianae saw the faces the Winchesters put on and she scoffed. Men.
"What are you guys?" Dean asked cautiously. Dianae turned her attention to him and smiled seductively, changing tactics completely. Lynne and Nicole stepped back slowly, worried about their own safety. Nothing could stop Dianae when she wanted something, except maybe the two of them, but they were in no mood to deal with it right now. Dianae leaned in close to Dean, her arms straddling his face. She emitted power and she leaned in close to his face. Sam was about to push her away from Dean, but she pushed him away with a hand on his chest. Dean gulped as Dianae's lips almost touched his as she whispered.
"Telling you wouldn't be any fun, now would it?" she stepped away and out the front door, but not before she heard Dean say one word to his brother.
"Damn." she chuckled softly and took a step from Bobby's to a field with a single cross in the middle, trees fallen in a starburst pattern. She looked around confused. When she escaped Hell from here it was just a clearing. Dean. she thought. This must be a gateway. The ground rumbled and Dianae looked around, a scared expression plastered on her face. Not taking any chances she vanished, leaving behind a clearing surrounded by fallen trees, and appearing inside a mall. Dianae ducked into the nearest clothing store and took some jeans t-shirts and headed to the dressing rooms. She went inside and empty one and tried on the clothes. Satisfied she gathered up the clothes and flashed to her room in Bobby's house. She had written a note on some mall stationary and dropped it on the kitchen table. She packed clothes in a small suitcase that was in the corner and sneaked out of the house. She went to a car that looked in okay condition and slipped into the drivers seat. She touched the ignition and the car purred to life. It was an old black Mustang. Dianae managed to peel out of the junkyard and and onto the highway. She pulled over at one of the mile markers and took out a map she got from a gas station a couple miles back. There was a small town a couple of highways over and she placed her delicate fingers over the map and traced her route. She looked behind her and sighed. The car started again and Dianae got back on the highway, headed for that small town.
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Nicole POV
Lynne stood up quickly, holding out a hand, trying to signal Dianae to stop. She sighed and looked over to Nicole, Lynne sat down again once it was obvious Dianae didn't notice her hand, or just plain didn't care.
"Well," Nicole's voice was shaky, "That was interesting." Lynne nodded, and closing her eyes, she silently cried as she leaned her head over onto Nicole's shoulder.
"I just wish..." Lynne trailed off, her mascara running as she realized that she may have just lost one of her best friends, "She had told us what she was doing, or that she had let us explain before she ran off like that."
"Shhh" Nicole breathed, lightly kissing the top of Lynne's blonde head, as she put her right arm around her friend's shoulders, trying to comfort her. Before she rested her chin on top of Lynne's head, closing her eyes and sighing lightly. A strand of her short red hair falling forward to rest lightly on the side of Lynne's head, and due to her hair's curly nature, they intertwined, a beautifully heart breaking scene. "I know," Nicole whispered as she tilted her head slightly forward, her hair coming loose from Lynne's as she kissed to top of her head once more. "I know." she said again before sighing and picking up her head from Lynne's. "That was hard for all of us, and I'm sorry for making you be the one to address her,"
"It's okay," Lynne mumbled into Nicole's shoulder, she had stopped crying, "You helped."
"Thanks for the thought but not really" Nicole laughed, although there was no humor in it. She took Lynne's hand and intertwined their fingers. Once Lynne had picked her head up off of her shoulder Nicole reached forward and wiped away Lynne's tears with her free hand, doing her best to fix Lynne's smudged make-up. The two girls laughed lightly, realizing it was hopeless they stood up and made their way upstairs, completely forgetting their still intertwined hands.
They came up to see an annoyed and oddly cheery Dianae, especially considering how worked up and upset she was not five minutes before, now holding her empty black coffee cup. Lynne sniffed at the sight and Nicole put her arm around Lynne, almost as if on instinct. What also met their eyes was a shocked and offended looking Dean as he just glared at Dianae's coffee cup, his mouth still hanging open slightly, and Sam, he looked shifty, he kept looking at them, glancing at their intertwined hands and how Nicole had her arm wrapped protectively around Lynne's waist, Nicole couldn't understand why, but before she had a chance to ask Sam, or to try and apologize to Dianae, Dean decided to be fuckface and beat her too it.
"What are you guys?" he asked. Nicole was about to rise up and sass the shit out of his impudent ass until she saw Dianae turn towards him seductively. That's when Nicole and Lynne exchanged a glance before they both simultaneously backed away, they knew Dianae, they both knew all too well that she would stop at absolutely nothing to get what she wanted, and the only thing, or rather person that could ever control her were Nicole and Lynne, but frankly, neither of the girls had the energy or the desire to deal with her right now.
Dianae leaned in close to Dean, her arms straddling his face. She emitted power and she leaned in close to his face. Sam was about to push her away from Dean, but she pushed him away with a hand on his chest. Dean gulped as Dianae's lips almost touched his as she whispered.
"Telling you wouldn't be any fun, now would it?" she stepped away and out the front door, but not before she heard Dean say one word to his brother.
"Damn." Nicole glared at him, before slowly, intimidatingly she let go of Lynne's hand and her arm fell from Lynne's waist. She walked forward, Her big black combat boots thudding quietly on the tile of the kitchen floor and her leather jacket flaring out slightly as she walked before she came to a stop in front of Dean.
"I would suggest," She hissed angrily, "That you stay out of her way, and ours, and don't ask those kinds of questions, that is, unless of course you actually WANT to find out who we are. Not What" She spat the word. Nicole was inches away from his face before she leaned back cheerily and bopped him on his nose, a grin now firmly planted across her features as Lynne stalked up behind her, equally angry as Nicole was before she decided to go complete schizo and bipolar and have a mood swing. Lynne grabbed Nicole's outstretched hand, both Dean and Sam looked at this small action, clearly surprised. Lynne's face only darkened when she caught their looks, she moved to stand behind Nicole, she let go of Nicole's hand and wrapped both her arms around Nicole's waist, hugging her, but instead of pulling away she rested her head on Nicole's shoulder, she had to bend over slightly though considering the height difference, she stayed there with her arms firmly wrapped protectively around Nicole. Nicole lifted her hands automatically, almost as if they had done this a hundred times before, she lifted her hands and placed them over Lynne's, their hands fitting perfectly together, like an old, much loved, glove. Both Sam and Dean's jaws nearly hit the floor in surprise. The girls both decided to turn their combined glare over to Dean though, as he was the one to offend them most recently, with his stupid 'What are you?' question.
"Problem?" Lynne asked, smirking as she turned her head and quickly pecked her lips against Nicole's cheek. Nicole tried to hide her smile at this small action so she could continue glaring at Dean, she failed miserably and beamed happily, totally ruining the threatening affect. Dean immediately looked less scared and Lynne groaned at his expression, shuffling awkwardly she turned her head to look at Nicole,
"You smiled didn't you?" Nicole blushed and nodded, embarrassed. "Oh well." Lynne chuckled and, letting go of Nicole she stood up straight, immediately towering over Dean and being eye level with Sam. She sidestepped and moved up so she was standing next to Nicole once again, giving Dean the once over she muttered, "Nowww I see why he calls you Moose." Nicole laughed and really gave Dean a good hard look.
"And him Squirrel." Nicole said, smiling. A laugh that had resonated around the room startled Nicole, looking around she saw that it came from a new man that had just entered the room, a slightly older looking, in a baseball hat.