LJ awoke to the sound of a heart beating.
Realization told the Hunter that it belonged to none other than
herself. LJ soon realized that she had been kidnapped. A tug of the
hands behind the Hunter told her that there was no moving or escaping.
Cursing out loud, LJ began to think of a way to get out. Blood dripped
down the Hunter's face, a reminder of what went on the previous night.
She had been kidnapped by demons. They had ransacked her hiding place.
Who had given her away? LJ soon heard a voice outside the door
containing her. Taking deep breaths so she would not panic, the Hunter
again tugged at the ropes binding her to the pole. The harder she
pulled, but more raw her skin became. Within seconds her wrists were
bleeding from twisting and turning them. As the door loudly creaked
open, sudden silence told LJ that something big was about to go down. In
front of her crouched a man with black hair and not quite a beard, but not quite scruff. He was slightly chubby and spoke with a British accent.
"Hello Sunshine." He greeted the Hunter, pushing a cluster of black hair that had fallen on her face back.
"So, you're the famous LJ? I am surprised. I never expected-" He was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. He turned to see a man in a trench-coat standing there. He was slightly taller than the other guy.
"Biscuits." He exclaimed right before the man in the trench-coat punched him in the face. The guy with the British accent went flying backwards, hitting stacked crates. The noise alerted other demons to the room, making the strange man in the trench-coat begin to rush. He used a long silver blade to quickly cut the ropes that secured LJ's arms. He then proceeded to press his first two fingers against the forehead of LJ, making the Hunter appear in a small, dark room. Two men were sitting in chairs, looking at the man in shock.
"Cas, I thought you were going after LJ, not the girl we met yesterday." Dean asked the man while looking at the girl. "No offense." Cas gave his Hunter friend a look of confusion.
"This is LJ." He told the man who was holding a bag of ice on the back of his head. Sam's eyes widened in shock. The female Hunter offered them a small shy smile.
"Nice to see you boys are safe." The Hunter said.
"So you're LJ? But... But, you're a girl!" Dean exclaimed, clearly in shock that this famous Hunter that everybody has been talking about was not male. She snorted, completely un-ladylike. Sam's head was cocked slightly to the right.
"Why didn't you just tell us last night that you were LJ?" Her lips curled up in what was an attempt to smile, but turned into a snarl.
"I was getting to it when we were attacked by filthy demons. Get your hands off of me!" Cas had placed a hand on the Hunter, making her flinch. She had not put together the fact that this was an angel and he was healing her wounds. A look of hurt flashed through his bright blue eyes, but was gone as quickly as it had come. Dean slammed the bag of ice on the table.
"He's trying to help you, which in my opinion he should throw you back to where he got you." LJ rolled her eyes as she looked at her wrists to see that they were healed.
"What did you do? What are you?" She asked, looking back at the man in the trench-coat.
"Well, I would think the famous LJ would know an angel when she meets one." Dean said, walking to the other side of the room to the dirty refrigerator. It was the LJ's turn to cock her head to the side.
"Intriguing." She exclaimed, examining the man in the trench-coat. Cas turned his eyes towards Dean, unsure of what was going on. Dean let out a low chuckle, finding amusement from his friend.
"Castiel, how did you know where to find her?" Sam spoke up for the first time since they arrived.
"I'd like to know that too." The female Hunter replied, leaning back. Her head seemed felt as though it was going to pound right off her shoulders, but she did her best to ignore it. The angel took a seat and began to explain.
"I saw Crowley's minions surrounding an abandoned ware-house and went to see what he was up to. I found her, beaten and tied to a pole. He was had a knife behind his back when I showed up and rescued her." Sam leaned forward, interested in knowing what else had happened.
"I still don't understand how you know this is LJ." Dean began to rub his eyes as he sat back on the chair, now with a beer in his hands.
"I know this is LJ same as I know that you are Sam, and you are Dean. I am a celestial being you know?" Dean shrugged his shoulders as Sam began to examine LJ. She shifted uncomfortably under his eyes, knowing what he was capable of. She still had the cut from under her chin and a bruise from where his arm kept her pressed against the wall. Hopefully he did not recognize her from that night in the alley. She hoped that neither Winchester knew it was her who tipped them off about herself. She just wished that she had expected the attack of the demons. Blood was clotted in her black hair. She felt dirty and disgusting and would give anything to take a shower. Lost in her own thoughts, she had not noticed that she was being talked to.
"Hello? Anyone in there?" She gasped as she snapped out of her thoughts only to come to with the face of Dean Winchester only inches away.
"What?" She asked, trying to move away from him being so close. He laughed at this and took a few steps back.
"I asked you if you would like to take a shower. I can see that having blood clotted in your hair is bothering you because of the way you keep picking at it. Do you often zone out like this?" The female Hunter ignore his second question.
"I'd love a shower, but it would do me no good without having clean clothes." LJ heard the sound of wind and feathers and Castiel disappeared in thin air. Having never witnessed this before, she gasped in shock. Both Winchester boys looked at the Hunter questioningly, making her avert her eyes from theirs. Again she heard the sound of wind and a loud thump only to be welcomed with the sight of Castiel holding a bag.
"Here are some clothes." He handed the bag to the girl. Shock was written all over her face.
"Th-Thank you." She stammered. She was not used to such kindness. Only Lizzie ever treated her kindly. This thought reminded her of her yellow cat-eyed partner.
"Where is Lizzie?" She questioned the Winchesters, remembering the fact that they had witnessed the demon attack. The brothers looked at each other, not knowing the name. LJ rolled her eyes.
"The girl with the cat-like yellow eyes?" She offered. She saw recognition flash through Dean's eyes. He looked away from her questioning eyes as he took another swig from his beer.
"Last I saw, she was passed out on the floor of the store." Sam glowered at his brother for being so inconsiderate.
"Dean!" He softened his gaze when he looked at the worried Hunter.
"We left her back at the store. She was still breathing if that makes you feel any better." It did not, but the girl smiled a thanks at the younger Winchester. She began headed towards the bathroom to get the dried blood from her skin and scalp. Before she got too far she turned around.
"Before you knew I was LJ, you guys weren't going to look for me, were you?" She asked, already knowing the answer. Dean was at a loss of words while Sam focused on whatever he was doing on his laptop. With a sigh, she turned back to the bathroom. "That's what I thought." She muttered.
"Hello Sunshine." He greeted the Hunter, pushing a cluster of black hair that had fallen on her face back.
"So, you're the famous LJ? I am surprised. I never expected-" He was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. He turned to see a man in a trench-coat standing there. He was slightly taller than the other guy.
"Biscuits." He exclaimed right before the man in the trench-coat punched him in the face. The guy with the British accent went flying backwards, hitting stacked crates. The noise alerted other demons to the room, making the strange man in the trench-coat begin to rush. He used a long silver blade to quickly cut the ropes that secured LJ's arms. He then proceeded to press his first two fingers against the forehead of LJ, making the Hunter appear in a small, dark room. Two men were sitting in chairs, looking at the man in shock.
"Cas, I thought you were going after LJ, not the girl we met yesterday." Dean asked the man while looking at the girl. "No offense." Cas gave his Hunter friend a look of confusion.
"This is LJ." He told the man who was holding a bag of ice on the back of his head. Sam's eyes widened in shock. The female Hunter offered them a small shy smile.
"Nice to see you boys are safe." The Hunter said.
"So you're LJ? But... But, you're a girl!" Dean exclaimed, clearly in shock that this famous Hunter that everybody has been talking about was not male. She snorted, completely un-ladylike. Sam's head was cocked slightly to the right.
"Why didn't you just tell us last night that you were LJ?" Her lips curled up in what was an attempt to smile, but turned into a snarl.
"I was getting to it when we were attacked by filthy demons. Get your hands off of me!" Cas had placed a hand on the Hunter, making her flinch. She had not put together the fact that this was an angel and he was healing her wounds. A look of hurt flashed through his bright blue eyes, but was gone as quickly as it had come. Dean slammed the bag of ice on the table.
"He's trying to help you, which in my opinion he should throw you back to where he got you." LJ rolled her eyes as she looked at her wrists to see that they were healed.
"What did you do? What are you?" She asked, looking back at the man in the trench-coat.
"Well, I would think the famous LJ would know an angel when she meets one." Dean said, walking to the other side of the room to the dirty refrigerator. It was the LJ's turn to cock her head to the side.
"Intriguing." She exclaimed, examining the man in the trench-coat. Cas turned his eyes towards Dean, unsure of what was going on. Dean let out a low chuckle, finding amusement from his friend.
"Castiel, how did you know where to find her?" Sam spoke up for the first time since they arrived.
"I'd like to know that too." The female Hunter replied, leaning back. Her head seemed felt as though it was going to pound right off her shoulders, but she did her best to ignore it. The angel took a seat and began to explain.
"I saw Crowley's minions surrounding an abandoned ware-house and went to see what he was up to. I found her, beaten and tied to a pole. He was had a knife behind his back when I showed up and rescued her." Sam leaned forward, interested in knowing what else had happened.
"I still don't understand how you know this is LJ." Dean began to rub his eyes as he sat back on the chair, now with a beer in his hands.
"I know this is LJ same as I know that you are Sam, and you are Dean. I am a celestial being you know?" Dean shrugged his shoulders as Sam began to examine LJ. She shifted uncomfortably under his eyes, knowing what he was capable of. She still had the cut from under her chin and a bruise from where his arm kept her pressed against the wall. Hopefully he did not recognize her from that night in the alley. She hoped that neither Winchester knew it was her who tipped them off about herself. She just wished that she had expected the attack of the demons. Blood was clotted in her black hair. She felt dirty and disgusting and would give anything to take a shower. Lost in her own thoughts, she had not noticed that she was being talked to.
"Hello? Anyone in there?" She gasped as she snapped out of her thoughts only to come to with the face of Dean Winchester only inches away.
"What?" She asked, trying to move away from him being so close. He laughed at this and took a few steps back.
"I asked you if you would like to take a shower. I can see that having blood clotted in your hair is bothering you because of the way you keep picking at it. Do you often zone out like this?" The female Hunter ignore his second question.
"I'd love a shower, but it would do me no good without having clean clothes." LJ heard the sound of wind and feathers and Castiel disappeared in thin air. Having never witnessed this before, she gasped in shock. Both Winchester boys looked at the Hunter questioningly, making her avert her eyes from theirs. Again she heard the sound of wind and a loud thump only to be welcomed with the sight of Castiel holding a bag.
"Here are some clothes." He handed the bag to the girl. Shock was written all over her face.
"Th-Thank you." She stammered. She was not used to such kindness. Only Lizzie ever treated her kindly. This thought reminded her of her yellow cat-eyed partner.
"Where is Lizzie?" She questioned the Winchesters, remembering the fact that they had witnessed the demon attack. The brothers looked at each other, not knowing the name. LJ rolled her eyes.
"The girl with the cat-like yellow eyes?" She offered. She saw recognition flash through Dean's eyes. He looked away from her questioning eyes as he took another swig from his beer.
"Last I saw, she was passed out on the floor of the store." Sam glowered at his brother for being so inconsiderate.
"Dean!" He softened his gaze when he looked at the worried Hunter.
"We left her back at the store. She was still breathing if that makes you feel any better." It did not, but the girl smiled a thanks at the younger Winchester. She began headed towards the bathroom to get the dried blood from her skin and scalp. Before she got too far she turned around.
"Before you knew I was LJ, you guys weren't going to look for me, were you?" She asked, already knowing the answer. Dean was at a loss of words while Sam focused on whatever he was doing on his laptop. With a sigh, she turned back to the bathroom. "That's what I thought." She muttered.
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