Begin again. (A spn fanfic)

Chapter Seven

Madisons POV

My head smashed into pillow of the motel room. Such a difference from the hard one in the cramped cell they had moved me too. I sighed and rolled over, officially dressed in short-shorts, a lace belly shirt, with my hair down. I had just gotten out of the shower, which I had been aloud to take after my brothers had taken the cuffs off.  Okay, so the whole bail me out of jail thing didn't go exactly to plan and after a while waiting for the judge to show up, Dean got antsy, and a bit mad, so we may have had to break me out. It wasn't that big of a deal but now Sam was worried that the police were on my tail as well as all the damn monsters.

"So explain how on earth do you expect me to dodge all the bad guys and hunt?" I asked into my pillow.

"Easy, fake ID's, new cellphones, credit cards, all that." Sam explained. The room was dark but I could tell he was leaning against the door frame to the bathroom.

"Like usual then?" I asked sitting up.
Sam mouthed ,"Yeah." just as a simple knock made me sit up, my wet hair pooling around my shoulders. 

"Wh-" I started but Dean was the first to grab his pistol and sneak up to the door. Me and Sam did the same, raising our guns as Dean pressed his to the door and opened to slowly. When he was able to see who it was, he looked back to me questioningly, said something to the person, and called to me, "Madi! You've got a visitor."

I glanced to Sam who lowered his gun, I did the same, and carefully tip-toed to the door. There he was. Button up plaid shirt, hair messily combed, cow-boy boots and all- Harrison. Oh joy, stalker boy was back. I gripped the frame of the door and blinked into the sunlight, taking his odd appearance in. I bit my lip, raised my eye-brows and asked, "Uh hi?"

"H-hi, I'm Harrison. I- I was won-wond... I was wondering if we could talk." He stuttered, and I noticed his fingers were trembling.

What the hell. I mean seriously. I didn't even know the guy. All I knew is he was new, his friends tried to ask me out sometimes, and that he had been following me around for the past few days. Seriously, what could he possibly want with me? 

I suddenly realized Dean was still  standing there and I turned to him. His eye-brows were furrows (confused) and I felt like some child who had just been asked on a date with her father looking over her shoulder. I turned back to Harrison and asked annoyed, "Um... why? I mean I hardly know you."

"I j-just have ask you something." He mumbled and looked away. I then realized I was wearing my lace belly shirt, short shorts, and a sweater cover up- exposing my stomach and a bit of cleavage. Awe, he was embarrassed. Dean snickered and I flicked him in the back of the head before replying, "Just give me a moment would ya?" I slammed the door and turned back to my brothers, who were about to die from laughing.

"Shut up would you!" I hissed and slid a gun into my waist-band. Sam put his hands up defensively and said, "Hey, your our half-sister, it's up to you what you want to do in your own time." 

"You can't blame us because damn, Madi you look hot." Dean laughed and sat down at the table. "I hear another word from either of you and I will shoot your ears off." I growled, slipped a knife down my boot and opened the door again to the crisp fall evening. Flipping my brothers off as I slammed the door.

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Harrisons POV

I had finally worked up the nerve to talk to her. I had to know what was going on. When her brother had first opened the door, I thought he was going to shoot me but then she came beside him. God she looked beautiful. Her hair was wet and dark, her sweater-cover-up hanging lazily over only one shoulder, and her pale skin exposed at her waist.

She had agreed to talk with me and we now sat on the sidewalk just outside her motel room. I could barely make out the impression of a tattoo along the back of her neck where her hair had been pushed to one side. It was strange shapes, looked like a word- but I couldn't read it.

"It's enochian." Madison piped up, noticing I had been staring, "The only other language I know. I've got a few others in the same language."

"Hmm. Interesting." I complied and looked to my feet. The fall air was cold and I was surprised that she could be wearing such a short shirt. 

"Alright, you said you needed to talk so talk." She prodded and stood up. I scrambled to my feet beside her and asked, "Okay straight to the point, are you a hooker?" That just came out.

She looked taken aback, her eyes widening and I stuttered an apology. "I-I didn't mean that it-" She stopped me and said, "First of all, you've been stalking me, next: no I'm not a hooker, and finally, you wanna tell me why you've been stalking me?"

"Right- It was an accident, I didn't actually mean to see you here. I was applying for a job and your brother threatened me and all that. Next: can you tell me why you stole a car and booked it out of this place?" She bit her lip, crossed her arms and asked, "You really don't want to know." 

"Believe, me. I'm just trying to figure you out because what ever it is- it is freaking me out." I whimpered. She sighed, closed her eyes for a moment and just stood there. She almost looked like she was praying. I watched her. The dim sun was hitting her face perfectly, the wind had dried her hair by now and it hung in spirals down her back. Madison then opened her eyes and just as she was about to speak, a low shout came from the parking lot. She spun around first, me next and honestly, I saw nothing. Just a blank parking lot with a few cars.

Madison obviously saw something because suddenly there was a sliver blade in her hand, a gun in the other and she fired. The bullet hit something, splashing deep red onto the ground. There was a whimper, a moan and then a furious barking. A sharp wind blew us both back, hitting my head into a railing while she was unaffected. She struck again at air, this time with the silver blade. It stuck hard in something the blade floating in mid-air till she pulled it out, breathing heavily.

Madison turn to me, her nose dripping blood, a smile on her face. She chuckled and whispered, "Now I have to tell you."

x A/N x

So I went back and changed a few things. You might want to read her back story over again just in case. I realized half-way through that the age differences didn't make any sense so I had to change it. It's all good now though, al back to normal. Basically, Harry is going to find out in the next chapter to be prepared. Also, I already wrote the ending for this book, don't worry there is going to be more than one soooo yep.. that's about it.

Angel blades and enochian,

Brook