Second Generation (Supernatural Sam x OC)

Chapter 21: Oh Brother

Healing from healing Dean was a pain in the ass. Elliott was still unable to hunt when Sam and Dean had found a case that needed working. So the brothers left her at Bobby's to rest up while they worked a couple cases. It was extra frustrating because the last one involved a comic book store that the missing person visited. Elliott hadn't been to a comic book store since she was a teenager. knowing how bummed out she was missing the case Sam was sweet enough to promise to bring her back some x-men comics.

When the case was finished and she got a call with an update. It sounded like a crazy one. Apparently, a man named Chuck was protected by an archangel because he was a modern day prophet. Of course, her clever Sam and Dean had used that to their advantage when they had a run in with a couple of demons. It wasn't until they had gotten back to Bobby's did, she find out that it wasn't just a couple of demons. It was Ramiel and Lilith. Elliott wasn't sure if she should yell at them or hug them. Ramiel and Lilith were dangerous on their own. It was amazing in her eyes that they both came back unscathed. Sam had been on edge and a little clingy when he got back, like he was afraid she would disappear. It wasn't surprising she thought. With Lilith being the demon that sent Dean to Hell and Ramiel still after her, she couldn't blame him at all. No matter how much she begged for more details both Sam and Dean had nothing else to give. They were keeping something out but she couldn't figure out why.

The Winchesters finally agreed she could work a simple salt and burn with them. The case was too easy and they were done in no time. Before they could even look for another case Dean got one of the strangest phone calls of his life.

"Wow another Winchester." Elliott sighed lost in thought as they stepped into the little diner.

"No." Dean barked. "He's not a Winchester." Dean looked around the tiny diner before leading the way to the very back of the restaurant. Elliott was about to sit down at the table when he stopped her. "Uhhn, Uhha." The older Winchester took the chair that she had been about to sit in and dragged it to the other end of the table. She fixed him with a bitch face that was almost too similar to his brothers. "Anders you're there." He gestured to the seat in the middle of the now row of three.

Dean ignored her sighing. He didn't care she was annoyed at the seating arrangement blocked in by both men. Then let Sam by to sit in the far seat against the wall with her following. Once both were seated, he plopped down in the chair he had dragged over. Doing little to hide his agitation.

"Dean I'm telling you, it checks out." Sam sighed adjusting in the seat Dean had annoyingly assigned him.

"Fine. He's an actual person on the planet earth. Sucks he's got a demon in him. This is a trap." Dean ranted on, anxious and angry.

The waitress came over then. She smiled and was about to give her spiel but Dean rudely interrupted her. Asking for waters and waved her off. Sam tried to give her an apologetic smile but she huffed, dropping their menus at their table before turning to quickly leave them.

"Dean." Elliott scolded, jabbing her elbow into his side.

"Hey!" He growled rubbing at his sore ribs.

"Come on Dean, this is exciting. You could have another brother-"

"Butt out!" Dean snapped. "It's my family this douche is messing with, okay?"

Elliott winced. It felt like she had just been punched in the gut, but she closed her parted lips and looked away. Now wishing she wasn't blocked in by two strong men so she could leave, or that she had stayed back at the motel. He was right she thought painfully. She should stay out of it. She didn't have a family any more. It was just her. No matter how much she felt like she belonged with them she wasn't one of them. She wasn't a Winchester. She needed to get use to that.