Family Don't End In Blood. - A supernatural fanfiction.

Chapter Three

My eyes flickered open to the same scene I saw just before everything went black. There was one difference though. There was a man in a trench coat standing above me.

"Are you alright? We have to move, the fire fighters have arrived." Sam said quickly.

I felt 100% better. How was that possible? I looked up at the stranger in the room who was still glancing back down at me. He was smaller than the other two with short-ish brunette hair. His eyes were the brightest blue I had ever seen and was dressed in a white shirt and dark blue tie with a blazer and pale trench coat.

"Lacey, this is Castiel." Dean introduced the stranger to me.

"Hi," I said to Castiel who had move slightly away from me.

"Hello Lacey," He replied. His voice was gravely and gruff but not quite as deep as Deans.

“Okay, so now everyone’s had met, we have to go." Dean was getting agitated.

"Where are we going?" I inquired as I got up from the floor.

"Away from here." Dean replied.

"Why?" I asked.

"Would you stop asking so many damn questions? We have to go." Dean had a very short temper, I discovered.

We walked away from the flames, to which I was thankful for, and went into one of the classrooms only to walk out of the emergency exit that was in that room. I followed the three to the car park where Dean climbed into the driver’s seat of a sleak black 67 Chevy Impala. It was a nice looking car, and obviously well looked after.

"Get in." Dean ordered me. I clambered into the back seat along with Castiel, and Sam joined dean in the passenger seat in the front. I put my seat belt on and Dean quickly drove off. I looked back at the school. There were fire men everywhere. I now understood why we had to leave. If they found us all around a dead body; my little sister Daisy. A tear slid down my cheek and from then I couldn’t stop. The tears didn’t stop.

"Err... Are you....alright?" Castiel asked awkwardly.

"No," Was my reply. And not another word was spoken till we got to a hidden door in the middle of nowhere.

"Where are we?" I questioned anyone who would answer me through tears.

"Home." Is all Dean said.

Everyone got out of the car and walked to the random door in the hill side. I was confused, but followed them all. I entered through the door and was speechless. I stopped crying and took in my surroundings. It was a cross between a home and a work place. It had metal railings down to a wooden floor where there were millions of books on shelves everywhere. In the middle of the room there was a huge table with open books on it.

"So this is 'home'." I examined.

"Yep," Dean said.

I walked down the steel stair case to the main area where the three of them stood.

"So…” I started. But then something happened. Castiel had just vanished. Completely gone.

"What just happened?!" I was so shocked. "Is no one going to tell me what the hell is going on around here? Why did my sister have black eyes!? Why did you...you....Kill her?!" Tears were threatening in my eyes. “And why....Why did that guy just vanish?!"

Dean walked away from me and out of the room, so I looked at Sam requesting answers. He went to sit down at the huge table and gestured for me to sit opposite him.

"Look Lacey, you want to know the truth? Well here it is...Me and my brother Dean, we hunt and kill 'things that go bump in the night'. Basically; what was in your sister, was a demon. It was possessing her. You saw her eyes turned black. By the time we got to her she was already dead. The demon was just wearing her as a 'meat suit'." He gave me a minute to take all that in.

“So it’s all real?" I enquired. Finding it all hard to believe.

"Yes. Vampires, werewolves, ghosts, demons, angels. Everything from witches to Dragons." Sam explained.

"Wow. That’s a lot to take in." I said as I tried to gather my thoughts once again.

"So what is Castiel?" I asked after some time.

"He is...An angel of the Lord." The corner of Sam’s mouth twitched up as if he found his own words amusing.

"Okay." Was all I said for at least 10 minutes. In the end Sam decided to make himself a sandwich.

"Do you want one?" he asked me. I nodded in response.

Sam returned 5 minutes later with two plates of cheese sandwiches.

"Hope that is okay for you. Would you like a drink?" Sam was being kind to me, but why I was just an ordinary girl.

"Water please." I responded. As Sam Left, Dean walked into the room wearing a towel around his waist and noticed the sandwiches. He took the plate and left to where he had entered the room. Sam returned with two bottles of water.

"Here." he said before noticing that his sandwiches and plate had gone. "DEAN!" He shouted agitated.

Dean popped his head round the corner. "Yeah," he mumbled through the food in his mouth.

"Did you eat my sandwich?"  Sam questioned knowingly.

"No." Dean mumbled. He swallowed the food and walked back to where ever he came from.

I smiled as Sam went to go make another sandwich, mumbling swear words as he went.

I wish I had a family like this.