So-li-va-gant ~Latin
Someone who wanders or travels the world alone; a solitary adventurer.
Following seasons 1-3 of Supernatural.
Book One of the Solivagant series.
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"Eleanor! How do we get Dean out of his own head!"
"No! Don't panic. If you start to panic I'll start to panic and I can't panic."
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Dedicated to AuroraVelez for the comments and votes which have been the shizzle to my nizzle. It's taken a second to write because I wanted to do this chapter right and punch a few individuals in the feels. This ones for you xx
"Congratulations El", Sam speaks up from his laptop. Looking over the back of the sofa I send Sam a quizzical look. Turning his laptop screen around I see three photos of me displayed behind a news anchor- one from the police station when I posed as Sam and Dean's lawyer, another from when I drove the Impala in Milwaukee to the bank and lastly in a guards uniform entering the prison the Winchesters only just escaped from. Below is a news banner reads 'Eleanor Alexander a wanted accomplice of the Winchester Brothers.' My jaw must've been hitting the floor because Sam smugly jokes "You just made the ten o'clock news."
Groaning I duck my head into the old lore book Sam and I borrowed from the library "Just the mariachi band I didn't want to be apart of."
"Admit it", Sam taunts from the other side of the motel room "You felt left out."
"Left out as a free woman?" I question Sam, throwing him a sarcastic smile "Yeah I was all shades of green."
I see Sam about to comment right back at me but he's distracted red and blue lights flash against out motel window. Sliding off the sofa I edge over to Sam and I's bed and carefully pick up my gun. Sam rushes to the window, already dialing Dean despite me urging him not to. Phone on speaker I hear Dean answer after the second ring. "There's a cop outside", Sam tells him lowly, peeking out the curtain. Wide-eyed I snap for Sam to get out of the windows way but he only waves me off.
