Secrets in the Hunt (Book 2)

Back in Black

Three months later     
     "You're getting a tattoo?" Stiles asks, our hands intertwined as we walk towards my locker. Somehow, we had managed to stay until the end of the school year. Sam and Dean still went on hunts and we all worked on looking for ways to save Dean, but I also managed to pass sophomore year.
      "Dean says I don't have a choice since I lost my anti-possession necklace." I reply with a huff. Stiles snorts and shakes his head as I stuff the random things from my locker into my bag.
      "Ya know, most of the time the adults insist on 16 year olds not getting a tattoo." He teases.
     "When will you learn that my family isn't like most families?" I ask, grinning as I shut my locker. Stiles just laughs, grabbing my hand and leading me outside. Scott had already left to go see Deaton at the animal clinic, so it was just me and Stiles for the first time in forever. Ever since Scott and Allison broke up, Scott has been everywhere Stiles and I go. Not that I mind, but I'd like to be able to go on an actual date....without Scott. Stiles rambles on about a case his dad is working on and I just grin, enjoying listening to him. Until we walk out the doors and I freeze.
     "Tori? You okay?" Stiles asks, but I'm not focused on him.
      "Bobby?" I say, quickly removing my hand from Stiles'. Bobby just grins.
      "Hey kid, long time no see." He says. I feel a huge smile break out onto my face as I run down the stairs and throw my arms around Bobby. He grunts and hesitates a second before wrapping his arms around me.
      "I've missed you." I mumble, blinking back the tears. He clears his throat and steps back.
      "Cut your hair?" Bobby asks, and I nod, tugging at the strand that fell in my face.
      "Needed a change." I say, and he nods. His eyes move to something behind me and his mouth turns into a deep frown.
      "Who're you?" He asks gruffly. I whirl around and my eyes widen when I realize I forgot about Stiles.
      "That's Stiles Stilinski. My friend." I rush out, knowing that Bobby is twelve times more protective than my brothers.
      "Nice to meet you." Stiles says with a weak salute. I wince at his attempt to "act natural".
      "Why are you here?" I ask, turning my attention back to Bobby.
      "Couldn't miss you getting a tattoo, now could I?" He asks and I roll my eyes.
      "Why are you actually here, Bobby?" I ask, and he glances at Stiles before focusing back on me.
      "I know how to find her." He says and my eyes widen.
      "I'm gonna say bye to my friend, I'll meet you at your car." I say, and Bobby nods, walking away after shooting Stiles a glare.
      "Is everything okay?" Stiles asks, the concern clear on his face.
      "Bobby knows how to find Lilith. This means we're gonna leave and I don't know when we'll be back. I'm not sure if-" I start to say, but Stiles shakes his head rapidly.
      "Don't say stuff like that. I'll see you again." Stiles says, and I purse my lips together, but nod. He leans down, gently pressing his lips to mine. I sigh into the kiss, hoping it's not our last.
     "Guess I'm gonna have to ask for a rain check for tonight." I say, pulling away. Stiles smiles, but I can see the worry hidden on his face.
      "When you get back to Beacon Hills, we'll have the best date night ever." He promises, and I nod, squeezing his hand before adjusting my backpack on my shoulder and rushing over to Bobby's car. Time to get a tattoo and save Dean.
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I wince as the rough fabric of my flannel scratches at my new tattoo. It didn't hurt while I got it, but now that I'm done with it, it doesn't feel the best. Apparently having a needle stabbed into your shoulder blade a million times in a row is a little painful. I walk out of the bathroom and into the run down living room. I have no clue how Bobby and my brothers always manage to find the worst houses to do research in. I walk towards the table where Sam, Bobby and Dean stand. A map of the US sits on top of the table, some weird tripod thing on top of that.
      "So you need a name, that's the whole kit and caboodle. With the right name, right ritual, ain't nothing you can't suss out." Bobby explains.
      "Like the town Lilith's in?" Sam asks.
      "Kid, when I get done, we'll know the street." Bobby says matter-of-factly. I grin. We may actually be able to save Dean. Bobby starts chanting and the pendulum on the bottom of the tripod starts swaying back and forth. It stops suddenly and I lean towards the map. Indiana.
      "New Harmony, Indiana." Bobby starts. "And we have a winner."
      "Alright." Sam says, pushing the weird contraption away.
     "Let's go." I step away from the table, ready to grab my duffle and hit the road.
      "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on. Let's all shut up there, Tex." Dean says and I frown at him.
      "What do you mean hold on? What's the problem?" I ask, crossing my arms.
      "What's the problem? Come on, where do I begin? I mean, first of all, we don't even know if Lilith holds my deal. We're going off of Bela's intel? Now when that bitch breathes, the air comes out crooked. Okay. Second, even if we could get to Lilith, we have no way to gank her. And third, isn't this the Same Lilith that wants Sam's giant head on a pike? Should I continue?" Dean rambles, frowning.
      "Ain't you just bringing down the room." Bobby scoffs.
      "Yeah well it's a gift." Dean mutters. I shake my head, so are we not helping Dean now?
      "I'm sorry, so then what are we supposed to do, Dean?" Sam asks with a fake smile.
      "Just 'cause I gotta die doesn't mean you have to, okay. Either of you." Dean says, looking between me and Sam. "Either we go in smart or we don't go in at all."
     "Okay, fine. If that's the case I have the answer." Sam counters and I remember that he said he knew a demon that wanted to help. If it's the only way to get Dean to let us save him, I'd ask a million demons for help.
      "You do?" Dean asks, quirking an eyebrow up.
      "Yeah. A sure-fire way to confirm it's Lilith and a way to get us a bona fide demon-killing ginsu." Sam says and Dean shakes his head.
      "Damn it Sam, no." He says.
      "Dean, he has to. If you're not gonna go after Lilith without a weapon or proof, then whatever. Sam is going to summon Ruby." I argue and Dean throws his arms up.
      "The hell he is! We have enough problems as it is." Dean argues.
      "Exactly. And we've got no time and no choice either." Sam argues back, stepping closer to Dean. Why do they always have to fight like this? Why can't we focus on what's important here?
     "Come on man, she is the Miss Universe of lying skanks, okay. She told you that she could save me, huh – lie. She seems to know everything about Lilith but forgot to mention, oh right – Lilith owns my soul!" Dean snaps.
      "Okay, fine. She's a liar. She's still got that knife." Sam counters, trying to talk over Dean.
      "Dean." Bobby says, his voice masked by Sam and Dean's arguing.
      "For all we know, she works for Lilith." Dean argues.
      "Then give me another option, Dean. I mean, tell me what else." Sam says.
     "Sam's right." Bobby adds and Dean shakes his head.
      "NO! DAMN IT!" He yells, and everyone stops, shocked that Dean just yelled like that.
     "Just no. We are not gonna make the same mistakes all over again. You guys wanna save me, find something else." Dean says, calmer this time. He shakes his head and walks away, back to his little set-up in the corner with his books. I frown. Bobby shrugs into his jacket and I furrow my eyebrows together.
      "Where ya going?" I ask and he sighs.
      "I guess to find something else, kid." He says before walking away.
      "We're gonna save him, right Sam?" I ask quietly, suddenly having trouble breathing. He ruffles my hair and nods.
      "Yeah, Tori. We're gonna fix this." He says before walking away. I stand alone, watching my brothers drift away from each other. God I hope we can fix this.
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Okay so you guys should get a bit of an explanation. Obviously, this book is more Teen Wolf than supernatural (which makes sense, since the love interest is Stiles). For the plot in the 3rd book to progress the way I have planned, I needed season three of Supernatural to go a little faster. If you know Supernatural, you know what's gonna happen in the next couple of chapters. If you don't, buckle down and get ready for a roller-coaster of emotions. As always, please comment and vote! 

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