Begin again. (A spn fanfic)

Chapter 10

Harrison's POV

I had only been gone for an hour. That's it, one hour. I went out for a walk, I needed a break from my mom and sister asking me what had happened. I was about to turn the knob on the door when I suddenly noticed, it was hanging open. Confused, I carefully pushed it open and asked, into the darkness, "Mom? Cynthia?" I instantly knew something was wrong when I noticed dirty footprints in the hallway leading upstairs.I pounded up the stairs as fast as I could, and burst into my sisters room.

Her room looked the same as ever, blankets nicely tucked under the mattress. Except now there was the mangled shadow of my sister. I choked back tears and stumbled to her side taking her head into my lap. I stroked back her hair and whispered, "Oh, please no." The tears came then and I hobbled to my mothers room only to find her in the same state as my sister.

With shaking hands, I dialed the police, barely being able to speak. I then called Madison, only to be answered with a voice mail.

I sat with my sister, cradling her limp body in my arms. I wept silently until the police officers pounded on the doors. When the knock came, I climbed back down the stairs and opened the doors to 3 officers. Later that night, I was sitting outside on the curb as officers filed in and out of my house. I had no more tears to cry, my eyes beet red.

"Hey darlin' I'm sorry hear about your mum and sis." I was my neighbor, Miss Stanner. She was old, 50 at least, and had brought over a basket of blueberry muffins when we had first moved in. "Hows about you come over for a bit of tea, okay?" She asked reached a gloved hand down to me.

I gladly took it, after making sure the police had no further questions, and followed her to her home.

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Madison's POV

My phone rang at 10:32, about 10 minutes after we had finished the job. Without even looking I knew it was Harrison. He was home. I held the claw between my fingers staring at it, till Sam noticed and asked, "Mads, you know there was nothing we could do, it was our job to kill 'em." I sighed and set it down on the table. "Yeah I know." I breathed and went to change into anything better than what I had just killed in. The most comfortable thing I had was a pair of short sweat-pants and a borrowed shirt of Sams.

I had to get my own room, there wasn't enough space for all of us in the same one. Packing up all my things, I moved down one door to my own room, similar to the last but with only one bed. After changing, I flopped onto my bed and was about to close my eyes when a storm struck, lighting flashing outside.

I knew then, that I would lay awake forever, trying to block out the sound of thunder and rain. The lighting I was fine with. I loved it. So I waited, holding the claw above my head, the lightning flashing over it every now and then revealing the dark colors. It barely curved at the end, cracks traveling up to bottom to about mid-way. I bit my lip, carefully placed the nail on the bedside table, and shut my eyes, praying for sleep. Anything to get away from this day.

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I remember being sucked back in. Like a vacuum. My soul being inserted back to my body by Cass. I had awoke, in my bedroom in the bunker. Sam and Dean standing at the end of my bed, Cass hovering over me, his palm raised over my body. I had sat straight up, gasping for breath. I could only imagine what I looked like, scars on my neck from the injections, my hair matted, and clothes dirty from falling. The first words I heard from the time I had been in heaven were from Dean, "Madi?"

Those words were the sweetest words I had ever heard. I had glanced around at them all and asked, "What the hell just happened."

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