so far from my home - SN fic - PG

[tigriswolf]

Title: so far from my home

Fandom: “Supernatural”

Disclaimer: not my characters. just for fun. Title from “Renegade” by Styx.

Warnings: spoilers for "Home," “The Usual Suspects,” and “Nightshifter”

Pairings: none

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 380
Point of view: third

 

 

           She never did get over Pete’s betrayal. She quit the force not long after, went back to school. She had more than enough money to live off of; Daddy’d left her quite the inheritance. The captain didn’t want to let her go, told her she was a good officer, but she was adamant.

            She’d been tired before Pete turned killer, and now she was just burnt out.

 

            She caught the news when Dean and Sam Winchester held up the bank. She didn’t quite know what to think. When the FBI pulled her in for questioning, she gave them half-truths and bald-faced lies; something about Agent Hendrickson just grated on her nerves.

            Maybe it was his attitude, thinking he knew everything. Even she could see, in the scant bit of time with Dean, he was no criminal. 

            Well, beyond the credit card fraud, breaking-and-entering, and grave desecration, but according to Sam, all that was necessary.

            But a killer? No. She knew killers, and if Dean murdered anyone, it’d probably be because they went after Sam.

 

            And then came the reports all over the news about psychics and the end of the world. 

            For some reason, Diana wasn’t the least bit surprised that Dean and Sam Winchester were at the forefront, were the leaders.  And when she learned where their home-base was, she couldn’t defy the need to see them, face-to-face.

            She just had to find out… could she really have been so wrong?

 

            Turned out… she could. 

            She laughed bitterly as the crotchety black woman showed her to the door. “The boys’re too busy to see you, Di,” she said. “They have a war to wage, after all.”

            “But how?” Diana asked. “Why? They weren’t like this in Baltimore.”

            The woman grinned and Diana shivered. “They were. Always have been, truth be told.” She shoved Diana out the door and added, “They just finally quit actin’.”

            And Diana had nowhere to go but home.

 

            She stopped watching the news. Stopped leaving the house. Stopped everything but breathing, pretty much.

            First Pete betrayed everything she thought she knew about him… and then those boys she let go did the same. 

            What was left to believe in?

            Nothing, she thought with a snort. Nothing at all.

            And wasn’t that just fucking right?

Comments

[logovo.livejournal.com]

Oh, I was intrigued and liked where this takes my imagination. I liked your Diana voice :)

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!