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21 December 2008 @ 08:41 pm
24 Gifts Of 2008 - #21 - Should Have Known Better (The OC/OTH/SPN, Ryan/Brooke)  
Same universe as The 3 Little Winchesters, but taking place when Ryan is about 20.

This is what happens when I watch the first 4 eps of Supernatural in a row... lol...



Ryan Winchester's first memory, or at least the one that he thinks is the earliest he has, is of almost falling off of Uncle Bobby's front porch only to be caught at the last second by his brother Dean. At least that's what he would tell anyone he asks.

He's never told a soul about the nightmares of his mother on the ceiling, dripping blood onto him before she burst into flames. He's not suppose to know how she died, above his crib in flames and screaming. He's not suppose to remember the man with glowing eyes who'd leaned over his crib moments before his mom came in and the man killed her.

He also never told anyone about the fact that everytime he had that dream, something bad happened to someone he loved. Dad broke his leg. Sammy got a concussion. Dean was thrown through a wall and lost feeling in his legs for a week. And now, just when his life was finally approaching normal, he was having the dream again.

"Let's go somewhere," Ryan said out of the blue one morning as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom and watched Brooke dry off after her shower.

"Like where?" Brooke replied.

"I don't know," Ryan said, shrugging. "Maybe... North Dakota or somewhere like that," Ryan said. "Far away, quiet... you could meet my Uncle Bobby. He loves girls who are spitfires...."

"What's wrong?" Brooke asked, wrapping the towel around herself and moving closer to Ryan, her hands raising to cradle his face.

"I just wanna gert away for a while," Ryan said. "What about we drive down the coast, hanging out by the water for a while? I've got enough saved up to rent us a little beach house..."

"Ryan, you sound desperate. What's going on?"

"I... I have a really bad feeling that something bad is going to happen, and I want to get you far away from it."

"I never saw you as the type to believe in 'feelings' Brooke said, laughing slightly.

"Only bad ones," Ryan said. "And good ones. I had a good feeling about you, listened to it, and look how great that turned out?"

"We've got finals," Brooke pointed out. "After our last ones on Friday, we can go see your uncle if you want."

Ryan nodded reluctantly. He'd rather leave immediately, but... Friday was better than nothing.

~~~

He should have known better.

Thursday night, he woke up from the nightmare and found himself alone in bed. "Brooke?" he called, slowly getting up. He headed into the living room and saw the light on in the bathroom. As he approached, he saw Brooke standing facing the shower, her body completely rigid as one hand still rested on the door frame. "Brooke?" he called again. She didn't turn, but tremors began to run through her body, and that was enough to send Ryan scrambling the rest of the short distance to the bathroom.

He slid to a stop behind Brooke, first taking in her wide and terrified eyes and her mouth frozen open in a silent scream, then he followed her gaze to the mirror, where bloody lines formed the words You can never hide from me.

"Ry?" Brooke said, her voice cracking.

Ryan grabbed his girlfriend and pulled her out of the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind them. "Are you hurt?" he asked, forcing himself into Hunter mode.

Brooke shook her head. "I had to... I had a midnight snack and I heard a noise, and I looked... and..."

"Come on," Ryan said, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into the bedroom. He yanked his always half packed duffled out of the closet, and held Brooke's gym bag out to her. "Pack only what you absolutely need," he told her.

"Ry?"

"Brooke, please," Ryan said.

Brooke nodded and started grabbing things from the dresser and closet. "Where are we going?"

"Bobby's," Ryan said. He hesitated a moment, then yanked the trunk he kept firmly padlocked under the bed out and unlocked it, revealing a small arsenal of weapons.

"Ryan?" Brooke questioned, shocked.

"There's a reason I'm scared of the dark, Brooke," Ryan said, glancing up. "It's because all those monsters that kids know to fear and grownups say aren't real? They are real. And they are out there, and... And one of them just came into our home."

"How do you know this?"

"That's what my family does. We hunt down the things that go bump in the night and stop them from hurting anyone else. And they... they don't really like that."

"But you... you haven't been..."

"I know, that's why we have to get out of here. We'll be safe at Bobby's."

Brooke nodded, still shoving things into a bag. "Okay," she whispered.

"I should have told you, I know that. I just... I hoped it wouldn't touch us."

"It's a long drive to North Dakota, we have time for you to tell me everything," Brooke said firmly.

Ryan nodded, then grabbed the amulet he had around his neck and put it over her neck. "It'll protect you," he said.

"And who'll protect you?" Brooke replied.

Ryan smiled and kissed her forehead. "The 18 years of training my dad gave me and my brothers," he whispered. "You got what you need?"

"Yeah," Brooke said.

"Then let's go."

The End
 
 
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jujuberry136jujuberry136 on December 22nd, 2008 01:00 pm (UTC)
Oh Ryan. You do know Dean's going to kick your ass when he realizes you've been hiding this big secret, right?

Brooke lives! Yay :D

Still loving the 3 brothers, thanks for the update!
Maramissmara on December 22nd, 2008 05:57 pm (UTC)
Oh yeah, Dean will totally kick his ass...

How could I kill Brooke? Then I couldn't have the fun of her meeting Bobby, Dean, Sam... I couldn't have her mock Sam's bitchface, or tell Dean he's not quite as charming as he thinks he is, or teasing Bobby that he's like a big gruff teddy bear! lol

I will admit, though, that the 1st draft of this one... well... Brooke was staring at the mutilated body of Flapjacks in the shower... but then i found myself having Flapjacks mysteriously alive but still a mutilated body in the shower and that just seemed... odd... besides, I didn't wanna kill Flapjacks! So I switched to the message on the mirror...