The Sister They Never Had | By : WinchesterPrincess Category: Supernatural > Het - Male/Female Views: 5153 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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*~* I'm writing these in a notebook at work and then upload them when I have time, I do have a Valentines chapter I started and will be finishing later to post before I go to work tonight. I know it will be a day or so late. I had a fever while writing it so I didn't properly convey onto paper what I had in my head.. so it needs a few things added and some things tweeked besides finishing the chapter. If anyone is wondering when Mavi will tell Dean her feels... you will just have to wait to find out ^.~ *~*
*~* 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! *~*
Jo's call went to voicemail so Mavi figured she was with her girlfriend Charlie (yes that nerdy Charlie who helped against the Leviathans. Who would have figured Jo was bisexual, right??). She hung up the phone and called Castiel who answered on the second ring.
"Hello Mavi."
"Hey Castiel. How are you?"
"I'm alright. Is anything wrong?"
"Sammy is doing some research on a possible case for us to go check out in Alaska. Was wondering if you had heard anything on your angel heavenly waves about people disappearing for a few days and showing back up as stiffies."
"The angels have been quiet lately so I don't believe any of them know anything about it. Do you guys have any ideas?"
"Nope. Thats why I was calling you. I called Jo but it went to her voicemail. If Dean doesn't get anything from Bobby I will try Jo again."
"Ok. be careful and if you need anything just pray and I will hear it. Can I talk to Dean for a minute?"
"Sure, let me see if he is off the phone with Bobby. Hold on a minute Cas."
Mavi gets up from the stool, shaking her head at Sammy to answer his mental questioning of Cas knowing something. She walks to the porch and sticks her head out the screen door to see Dean putting his cellphone back in his pocket.
"Hey Dean, Cas would like to talk to you.", she holds her cellphone out to him and he takes it. She walks fully outside and leans against the railing of the porch and stares at the chipping paint of the lumber that makes up the floor of their front porch. She begins to wonder when was the last time her parents had done any upkeep to the house they had left to her, that she shared with Dean and Sam.
'Maybe we should start fixing it up when we aren't saving the human race...', she thinks to herself.
Well staring down the floor seems to start spinning, she white knuckles to the porch railing to keep herself steady. The board week from years of not being kept treated cracks as she falls to her knees and she beings to cough violently.
"Mavi!!", Dean yells in worry and runs to kneels beside her, telling Cas to hold on.
"What's wrong? What's happening??"
Between coughing fits she gets out she's dizzy and feels like she is dry heaving.
"Cas, I need to call you later. Somethings wrong with Mavi."
Dean hangs up and rubs her back through the dry heaving coughing fits. Mavi is so thankful she rarely throws up as the coughing subsides. She tries to push herself up but sinks back to her knees.
"Dean... I don't feel so hot..", she whispers.
Dean her up gently and supports her into the house and onto the sofa.
"Sammy, get me some ice water please!", Dean yells to Sam, "Lay down", he adds to Mavi.
When she is laying down he feels her forhead and cheeks that are hot to the touch.
"You have a fever... lets get some clear liquids in you. You stay here and rest, relax, watch TV."
Mavi nods taking the ice water from Sam and props herself up enough to take a couple tiny sips before setting it on the coffee table as Dean tells Sam what happened. Mavi had not felt good for a few days but she figured it was because her monthly was scheduled any day now. She coughs lightly earning a worrying glance from the brothers.
"My throat is itchy and achy. Maybe its just summer cold, flu, or bad allergy attack? I will be back to normal by tomorrow with rest and hydration."
"If you aren't..", Dean starts to say.
"You will be going to the doctor the next day", Sam finishes.
'Wow.. they must be really concerned... hunters rarely use doctors', her brain rambles on in her head as she just nods and closes her eyes. Its not long before she falls asleep with the background noise from the tv and the brothers discussing things quietly in the love seat to the right of the sofa. If only the nightmare would have stayed away.
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