The One Who Sees in Black And White

Chapter 56

                                        5:55 am

The memories faded. Soon enough, there were new ones. His love for Bree was ever present. He watched as she vowed in her hometown to take down the Winchester brothers for letting Mel die on their watch. He wished she wouldn't feel this way. He wanted her to feel peace as he had in heaven.

He watched as the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months. It soon culminated into a year. He watched as she went cross country, into hiding from the demons as they kept chasing her. Her peace of mind was greatly disturbed due to the loss of her sister.

He watched as she was getting tired of running, her pink hair was matted to her forehead. He watched as she was quickly becoming regretful of the fact that during the last five days she decided to cut her bangs short. He watched her struggle to breathe.

He watched knowing he was scared for her as she was sweating heavily as she ran out of the house, she wanted to grab her gun on her shoulder and shoot the Demons that was behind her but she knew it wouldn't work.

He knew she was tired but the only thing left to do was run and she was quickly becoming tired of that, she'd been running her whole life ever since she turned twenty one years old with her twin.

He watched with fearful anticipation as Bree saw the road before her lighting up with a car's headlights. Seeing as the car stop before her, an actual inch from her, he breathed a sigh of relief at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief knowing she would live another day.

He watched with shock as she was summoning her courage to tell the driver to keep going and to leave her, Bree was in shock as the car doors opened and she saw two familiar figures in the dark.

"Sammy, we better get started!" A deep voice said on the right side of the car. Bree ducked as she recognised the voice. It was the voice of the man who had let her twin sister die. 

Shock alighted Zion's face as he saw Bree see as the younger brother grabbed salt from the compartment drawer and placed it around the car. Bree realized that it was Dean's Impala. She had not seen it since the brothers had drove off.

Sam Winchester had done his job, also grabbing a gun inside his side of the car, placing it above the car window. Bree covered her ears, she knew she would need them later.

The two demons who had been shot at by Sam and Dean were now on the ground but slowly coming back up, their black eyes fasting before turning to their vessel's eye colors. This was becoming very bad.

"Why aren't they going down, Dean?" Sam asked his brother. It was evident to Bree that he was becoming concerned about this situation rather quickly.

This had never happened before in the Winchesters hunting lives. That was when Bree grabbed her gun and shot at the Demons who were walking up to them.

They fell to the ground and they stayed there. Dean was already coming up to Bree's side. "Did you just--" He was about to ask her when he noticed her face.

He watched as Bree could see Dean's face change from seriousness to surprise. He recognized her full lips and her dark eyes. Out of the pair of twins—her and her sister—he deemed her closest to her mother's looks.

"Sam, you might wanna come here and see who we just nearly ran over." Bree heard him say partially. She didn't hear the rest because she is hard of hearing.

"What did you tell Sam?" She asked him, trying to keep the annoyed tone out of her voice.

"To come here... " Dean signed to her.