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The Sister They Never Had	By : WinchesterPrincess Category: Supernatural > Het - Male/Female Views: 5153 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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*~* ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER!!!! I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL, any of the characters related to the show nor any songs and/or refences to any books, movies, songs, tv shows, or food/beverage labels mentioned with the chapters of this fic. I make no profite from this writing. This is written for pure enjoyment only. Mavi is the only thing that I own and I do not give anyone permission to use her before contacting me to get my approval. Thank you :) Now onto the chapter! *~*
Mavi lay sprawled out on the bed she was sharing with Dean. She had semi made the bed up after the boys had left the hotel room so she would be more comfortable. The moment they walked out she snatched Sams laptop and started to scroll through pet ads on Craigslist. She was bound and determined to make this the only hunting trip she had to tag along on. Knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Housekeeping."

"One moment!", she sets the laptop down and opens the door to allow the middle aged house keeper in who changes the linens on the beds, and places fresh towels in the bathroom.

"Thank you.", she tells her from the spot she had taken up in the corner at the table after she had let the lady in. Housekeeper leaves, shutting the door behind her as Mavi keeps scrolling through pet ads, looking for local humane societies or animal shelters, and even going as far as opening up the newspapers for the area in PDF format on the laptop. Once the boys come back she will try to sneak out to take a quick trip to the few places she found. Getting out of her pajamas and into jeans, sneakers, a tshirt with a hoodie over it, she pulls the winter jacket she brought just in case as its already snowing in Maine and pulls it on. There is a gas station on the corner of the road and that is her destination to pick up some OTC pm medicine. She knows she won't be able to sneak out easily, so if she picks up some beers and puts some of the pills crushed up into the beer.. the boys will sleep like babies and if it keeps them asleep long enough, she can act like the dog, if she finds one, magically showed up at the door. Giggling as she leaves the hotel and speed walks to the gas station because its freezing to her, even with the upper layers on. Walking around the little gas station, she picks up two six packs of beer, the girly beer she likes, a travel size bottle of Advil PM, a pie, and a few candy bars for herself. As she is paying, she looks up at the window just in time to see orange glowing eyes in the video camera coming from the guy in the back corner of the store who is looking through the beer fridge.

'Great...', she thinks to herself. Just what they need around, a shapeshifter. She pays and quickly leaves and goes back to the hotel looking behind her to make sure she isn't being followed. She doesn't look like a hunter and she doesn't give it away, so she was left alone and she bolts the door behind her once back in the warmth and safety of the hotel room. Placing the beer in the mini fridge, the pie on the table, and tossing the candy bars on the bed, she pulls out her cellphone before sitting on the bed after removing the jacket. Crossing her legs she text Dean to tell him she went to the gas station on the corner and there was a shapeshifter, she brought no weapons and she wasn't followed and for good measure she asks if thats why they are there. Dean texts back almost immediately. The text starts out with the usual 'you were suppose to stay there, you are in deep shit' before it gets to the point that it is one of the reasons they are there.

"One..?", she thinks out loud.

Text alert on the phone again, Dean letting you know they are on the way back now. Rolling your eyes at the end of the "I am serious, you are in deep shit", at the end of that text, she eats the candy bars and watches TV.
The door clicks as the card is slipped into the slot, Dean opens the door and strolls into the hotel room as Sam follows him in. Mavi is sitting on the bed and the room is back the way it was when they got there, except the pie on the table and the candy bar wrappers on the bedside table.

"Did you let house keeping in too?", Dean asks in irritation.

"Duh. We needed more towels. I got you two beer, and me my girlish beer and I got you a pie Dean.", she smiles.

"Still in trouble."

She rolls her eyes as Dean gets him and Sam a beer from the fridge. She had crushed the pills up and spread the powder evenally between the 12 bottoms and then forced the covers back on so it was back to perfection. Dean settles down into one of the cushion chairs of the table and Sam sets down on the bed he sleeps in.

"Oh yes. I was bored earlier, so I was using your laptop Sammy.", unplugging it from the spot she plugged the charger into her by her, she hands it to him over the space between the two beds.

"That is okay. Thanks sweetie."

"So if the shape shifter is 'one' of the reasons we are here, whats the other?"

"Don't know if its one, two, or something else."

"Well I saw a shapeshifter. Who knows, could be one that doesn't do anything bad.. it wouldn't be the first time we've had a good one on our hands.", she shrugs, "He was looking at beer."

"If you saw him again, would you recognize him?"

"Yup, but I would still need the camera to tell if the eyes do the glowing..."

"Maybe we will go back to the gas station tomorrow.", Dean says as he opens a fork and digs into the pie while Sam gets some more beer from the fridge. Mavi leans back on the bed and waits for the sleeping aid to take effect.
Three beers in and half a pie later, Dean is nodding off in the chair at the table and Sam has fallen asleep when he laid down after the third beer. Quickly and quietly, Mavi goes over and removes the keys to the impala from Deans front pant pocket of the suit he is wearing for his FBI cover. Grabbing her jacket and her hotel key, she quietly leaves and shuts the door behind her. Running down the stairs, careful to not slide on the ice that has stuck to them over the past few hours from the temperature dropping and the sky opening up to pour out more snow.

"I hate driving in snow... but if I take it slow, I should be alright.", she gets into the impala and starts the engine and slowly pulls out of the parking spot and back on the road. Her phone is on GPS mode as it directs her to the humane society not too far away. Plows are already out plowing and salting/sanding the roads so she is able to calm herself down, but still drives slower then the posted speed limit. She goes to each humane society and animal shelters she found on the list, by the time it comes to going to the last one of the five she found, her hopes are pretty dim. She walks in and tells the front desk person she is there to look at dogs and she has come from the South with her family for a visit and has had no luck there, so was hoping for something here. Lady at the desk points her in the direction of the dog kennels. Half way through the walk of the kennel she stops as her eyes set onto a gorgeous german shephard husky mix with its bright blue eyes and the curved tail of the husky and its german shephard build and coloring.

'Oh my...', glancing at the card she sees its a male and his name is Hunter. Giggling she kneels down by the kennel.

"Hey there Hunter.. you are a pretty boy and I believe what I've been looking for.", she places her hand against the kennel and the dog walks up to it slowly, sniffing at her hand through the gate before licking it.

"Thats a good boy. Do you want to come home with me boy?"

A bark with his tail wagging.

"I will be right back.", she tells Hunter as she gets up and goes out to the front desk as her phone goes off in her back pocket. Ignoring it she tells the lady she has found the dog she wants to adopt. She would like to take Hunter home. Making out the paper work, she ignores the phone as it goes off continiously in her pocket between ringing and texting.

"Cool your damn jets Dean.. I will get back to you when I can.", she mutters as she finishes up the paper work and pays the fee. She is handed a 'Welcome Home' bag that comes with a collar and leash, a small bag of food, a small dog toy, and a trial bag of treats.

One of the shelter workers brings Hunter out to her and she removes the collar that is shredded and old, placing the new one on him with the leash.

"Lets go meet the rest of the family Hunter."

A bark with the tail wagging at 100 miles a minute as she leads him out to the car and into the front seat of the impala.

Unlocking her cellphone once she is in the car and its started she sees the 10 missed calles and at least 20 text messages, mostly from Dean. Punching the keys, she tells Dean she will be back shortly and to get his panties out of a twist. She drives back to the hotel very slowly as the snow is falling worse, the plows must have given up as the road is covered once again so she is having to make her own path, each time she hits ice the impala likes to fish tail. Hunter has laid down on the seat and each time the car starts to slide, he whimpers.

"Its okay boy. We are almost back to the hotel... I hope."

It takes her two hours to get back from the 45 minute drive. She lost count of how many times the impala had thrown her and poor Hunter around as it slipped and slides all over the roads. Parking the impala with a greatful sigh of getting there in one piece, herself and the impala. She pats Hunter on the head.

"Good boy. No more wicked car rides for a while. And I think I am going to have a panic attack now that I am stopped..", Hunter moves and lays across her lap as she text Dean.

'In parking lot, Impala didn't like roads, now that I am stopped, I can't move. Panic attack coming on.' and she hits the send button as she hugs on to Hunter and buries her face into his fur as she tries to calm herself down and make sure her breathing doesn't get hysterical.

Not a moment later the door of the drive side is opened, Hunter begins to growl.

"Don't growl at me mutt.", Dean tells Hunter who continues to growl.

"Hunter. Calm.", she tells the dog and he stops growling.

"I see you found a friend."

Nodding her head, she keeps her face buried into his fur.

"Do you want to go inside now?"

"Yes..."

Dean helps her out of the impala and up the stairs with Hunter following them. Dean kicks the door fully open. She peels the heavy winter jacket off herself and the hoodie before sitting on the bed to remove her sneakers and socks.

"Ah hell.. I left the bag the shelter gave me in the car. Can you get it babe, please?", Dean grummbles but goes out to ge the bag, Hunter follows him to the impala and back into the room where Mavi has settled herself against the head board with her eyes closed. He sets the bag down on the bed and glances at Sam.

'She is trying to stay calm', Sam mouths to Dean.

"Soooo.... the impala gave you issues on the road?"

"It threw us around, a lot, but I got your baby back in one piece. No scratches, dents, or damage."

"This is Hunter by the way. He is perfect and he is mine. I am going to take a hot shower now. Please feed him and give him water. There are bowls down in the lobby by the breakfast bar probably.", quickly getting up she goes into the bathroom and shuts the door where she removes her clothes and turns the hot water on, she sits in the shower, curled up, allowing the hot water to fully calm her down as Dean and Sam tend to the new addition to their family and bicker over what to do about her stealing the impala, going out on her own, and why they fell asleep so easily.
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