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Half-Hearted Promises	By : Erinlindsay97 Category: 1 through F > 1-800-MISSING Views: 50 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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As the clock struck eleven, Brooke strolled homeward, reluctant to disturb Jamie, who was likely lost in dreams by now. Her fingers nestled deep within her coat pockets, the first flakes of snow began their delicate descent around her.
Sam's earlier inquiry about the string of murders haunting the city echoed in her mind, leaving her bewildered—especially when he ventured into the realm of the supernatural.
“There’s no such thing as the supernatural,” she murmured, her breath clouding in the chill as she braved the snowy embrace. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, grateful that she and Jamie lived a mere stone's throw from the diner.
The frosty gusts bit at her cheeks, a sensation she both loathed and adored. She couldn't shake the thought of Felix; if he were still here, he'd be hurling snowballs in delight at every opportunity.
Wiping away tears as thoughts of her brother flooded her mind, Brooke shook her head and ascended the porch steps. Once she arrived home, she fished out her keys and quietly let herself in, the door clicking softly behind her to avoid waking Jamie.
She placed her keys in the bowl, her heart warming as Athena trotted over, tail wagging, and gave her hand a gentle lick. "Hello, Athena," she greeted, her smile widening as she reveled in the softness of the dog’s fur.
( Dean and Desirey)
Dean was on his way to the store to gather supplies for Sam’s upcoming needs. He had been probing for information about the recent murders, yet every inquiry yielded the same unhelpful answers.
The brown-haired man sighed, suspecting that the culprit behind these acts might be an ordinary individual rather than something supernatural.
Just as he was contemplating this, a chilling scream pierced the air nearby. Instinctively, Dean mind changed from getting things from the store and dashed toward the source of the turmoil, sensing that someone was in dire danger.
Dean dashed toward the piercing cry, his hurried footsteps imprinting the snow beneath him. The shriek grew nearer, followed by a chilling mix of growls and sinister laughter.
Arriving at the source of the commotion, the elder Winchester halted, eyes widening at the sight of two wolf-like beasts, their forms reminiscent of nightmares. His gaze was drawn to a lifeless body near one creature, while the other gripped its own grim prize.
With swift precision, Dean drew his firearm, unleashing a volley that struck both beasts in the arm, compelling one to relinquish its victim.
“Why you little—” one of the creatures snarled, fixing an intense glare on Dean. “You’ll pay for that!” Ignoring the crimson trickling from its shoulder, it lunged at him, but Dean stood his ground, unwavering.
Without flinching, he took aim once more, sending a bullet straight into the heart of the attacking beast, whose life extinguished in an instant. He then pivoted to face the remaining creature, still cloaked over the fallen body, and fired again.
Desirey released a startled cry as she collided with the glistening snow, her body sinking into the soft white surface. Panic surged through her as she shut her eyes tight, listening to the approach of footsteps.
A gentle pressure settled on her back, prompting her to cautiously crack open an eye. Before her stood a newcomer: a man with tousled, spiky hair.
Fear gripped the blonde as uncertainty rippled through her. What if this stranger harbored ill intentions? Yet, if he meant harm, why had he chosen to slay the creatures that threatened her? Her eyes drifted to Adam's lifeless form, and a heavy lump lodged in her throat at the sight of his stillness.
Desirey remained frozen as she was gently scooped up and carried away from the grim scene. She caught a murmur of words from the man, but soon found herself drifting into slumber within his embrace.
Meanwhile, Sam was ensconced in the hotel, sprawled on the couch and scrolling through his laptop, unable to resist the pull of recent killings, desperately trying to stave off thoughts of Brooke.
His concentration broke as the door creaked open, and he looked up to see Dean striding in, cradling a woman in his arms.
Sam observed as his brother gently settled the woman onto one of their beds, tucking her in with careful precision. Curiosity pulled the younger sibling from the couch, prompting him to approach the unfolding scene.
“Dean, what happened?” Sam inquired, capturing his brother's gaze just as he finished covering the woman.
“I intervened just in time to stop two werewolves from ending her life,” Dean replied, his voice steady though his eyes revealed a flicker of urgency.
“I took them down, but I was too late; they had already claimed her boyfriend,” he lamented, moving towards the fridge to retrieve a cold beer. “So, what’s to become of her?” Sam pressed, concern creasing his brow.
Dean sipped his drink and shrugged, “Not sure yet. We’ll devise a plan when she stirs come morning.” He caught Sam’s frown and added, “On the bright side, the werewolf threat is eliminated.”
Sam nodded, a glimmer of agreement in his eyes. “That’s true, but we need to figure out her living situation when she wakes up. It wouldn’t be wise for her to stay here,” he replied, gliding towards his bed and settling down, his mind racing with possibilities.
Dean gave a nod as he settled onto the couch. "So, how was your time with this new friend of yours?" he inquired, glancing at Sam, who peeked out from his cocoon of blankets.
"Actually, we never got to meet up," Sam replied, disappointment lacing his voice as he lamented his missed chance to connect with Brooke. "Oh really? What happened?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. "Something came up, and she couldn’t make it," Sam shrugged, a hint of regret in his demeanor.
A groan escaped Sam’s lips as Dean started to poke fun. "So, it's a girl, huh?" Dean chuckled, a gleam of mischief in his eyes. "What’s your plan? Are you going to give it another shot?"
"No, not really, since once we find a place for this woman, we're on our way," Sam replied, turning his back to his brother. "Oh, come on, we can stick around for a few more days. It might take some time to track down where she lives," Dean said, sighing contentedly as he closed his eyes.
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