Post by CMEF Admin on Oct 16, 2008 21:15:32 GMT -6
Baby
I get so scared inside, and I don't really understand
Is it love that's on my mind, or is it fantasy?
Heaven
Is in the palm of my hand, and it's waiting here for you
What am I supposed to do with a childhood tragedy?
Dean Winchester walked out of Lisa Braeden's house, closing the door with a sigh. Ben wasn't his kid; he should have been feeling relieved, right? He tensed as his heart broke into thousands of jagged fragments. With only a year to live, the idea of being a father actually appealed to him. Why, he didn't know. Shaking his head, and bury his emotions, Dean started walking back to the hotel room.
If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain unchanged?
If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain the same?
Her name was Ruby and she was a hell of a lot smugger then he liked women to be. Even if she had saved his ass before, he wanted to know who she was and how she knew all this shit. He was sick of playing her stupid games. She closed her eyes and then opened them to stare back at Sam, showing the opaque blackness consuming her orbs. The bitch was a demon.
Sam would have wasted her right then and there, but she knew his weakness, what to get him to stop, and think. It was what he had been looking for, but it made him sick to even think about having to let her help him, as she put it.
"I can help you save your brother."
With those seven words, Sam agreed, with a condition. One wrong move by her and he would send her back to the pits of Hell. Ruby just smirked at him before agreeing. If working with her would help save Dean, Sam would do it. And maybe, just maybe he would find out the truth about himself and his mother...
Sometimes
It's hard to hold on
So hard to hold on to my dreams
It isn't always what it seems
When you're face to face with me
The Winchester brothers peeled out of Cicero, Indiana, heading down the road, and on to their next hunt. Neither telling the other his thoughts. Dean didn't need to know that Sam was working with a demon, and Sam didn't need to know Dean’s feelings on almost having a kid. It was better left unsaid. Or so they thought.
Isabel Berkeley missed the Winchesters by a week, but it wasn't a total loss she thought to herself. If she had gotten here two weeks ago, she might have caught up with John's sons, but she would have never been able to save Ben.
You're like a dagger
And stick me in the heart
And taste the blood from my blade
And when we sleep, would you shelter me
In your warm and darkened grave?
It was a chance meeting for them. He had walked up to her after checking out the hotel the Winchesters had stayed in. With the picture of Dean and Sam that she had dropped in his hand, he stared up at her.
"Hey, what are you doing with a picture of Dean?" he asked her with raised eyebrow.
"You know him?" Isabel had asked with surprise in her voice. One thing she knew about the Winchesters, they didn't give their real names.
The boy nodded his head, giving her picture back. "Yeah, I met him at my birthday party last week. He’s a friend of my mom's. So why do you have his picture?"
"He’s a friend of mine too," she lied. "My name is Isabel."
"I'm Ben."
If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain unchanged?
If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain the same?
The call had come at midnight, just as Isabel was about to get ready to head back to her hotel. She had decided to come back to watch the house in the morning. That was when her cell phone rang and all she heard was Ben screaming for help and that was all it took to get her running to the house.
She had gotten there in time to find Ben hiding in a closet and his mother dead in her room. And a note for Dean Winchester from Ben’s mother. Isabel read it slowly learning the hidden truth that Lisa almost took to her grave.
Will you ever take me?
No, I just can't take the pain
But would you ever trust me?
No, I'll never feel the same, Oh
Dear Dean,
This is one of the hardest letters that I have ever had to write and I would give anything if I didn't have to. But I have no choice. Since you were here, Ben hasn't been able to stop talking about you. He really looks up to you and thinks you are the greatest…
I lied to you, Dean; I looked you right in the face and lied…
I have been feeling guilty for it, but had been able to hide it. Then you showed up and watching you with Ben, it nearly broke my heart…
It’s been a week of pure hell. I have been trying to find you, but haven't been able to. I managed to find this address to a guy named Bobby and only hope he was able to get this letter to you. Well if you are reading it, I guess he did. I am really sorry Dean, I would beg for your forgiveness, but I thought I was doing the right thing. I know it is a weak argument, but it's the truth.
I am sorry, Dean. I hope to hear from you soon…
Sincerely,
Lisa
I know I've been so hard on you
I know I've told you lies
If I could have just one more wish
I'd wipe the cobwebs from my eyes
Isabel's eyes widen at the revelation in the letter and turned to Ben. "Did your Mom tell you anything important tonight?" she asked as she stuffed the letter into her pocket.
"Just that she loved me," he answered as the tears ran down his face. “What’s on the paper?”
”Nothing,” Isabel answered him. She had to find Dean. She had to tell him Lisa’s truth.
They had to leave Cicero that night and find another hotel a few cities away to stay in. They needed a cover story, something that would link Ben to Isabel’s family, so Ben became her young cousin, and hadn't been home when his mother was killed. And she hadn't even told Ben was in the letter; all he knew was that they were going to find Dean. Dean and Sam had the answers to what was going on, and what was happening to her, as well as someone very close to her.
Time was running out...
If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain unchanged?
If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain the same?
Dean sat up in the bed, his breathing heavy and harsh. Sam looked over at him from where he sat at the table in their hotel room, his eyebrow raised, before he glanced at his watch.
”Dude, you usually don’t get up before nine,” he said with a smirk, that soon faded as he saw the look on his brother’s face. Sam never saw Dean scared, it was such a rare thing, Sam wondered if Dean even had an expression for scared. Now, he knew his brother did. ”Dean?”
”She knows me, Sam,” Dean said, swallowing hard. ”The girl in my dream, she knows me, and is coming after me.”
”Some chick you hooked up with?”
He shook his head at Sam, moving to get out of the bed. ”No, man, I don’t know who she is. But she knows me… us, and she is coming.” Dean walked to the window and looked out the blinds. No one was there, but she was coming, and Dean had no idea what she wanted. Maybe that bitch demon decided she didn’t want to wait any longer for his soul. So much for living a life of fun…
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
You gotta close your eyes for me
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