"Okay Hun be good." I say kissing Tristan's forehead. He kisses my cheek, just like his dad, and runs off into the daycare. I've found a job in the 2weeks we've been staying at the motel, I'm a waitress at this local diner call Fords. It's actually really cool cause the theme of the diner is Star Wars, but it's noting special I still have to wear the uniform which is a button up dress, the normal waitress stuff.
Tristan came there every so often and helped with serving, the customers think he's absolutely adorable, which brings in good tips.
The owner works with us and he loves Tristan, so it's fine by him if he helps me at work. I haven't really though about Dean much but I still have my wedding ring around my finger, Sam calls every other day to check in.
Today Tristan is old enough to be three, the lovable munchkin. Of course today I'm planning on calling Dean but not talking to him, I'm trying to limit contact with him after.....
"Elena pancakes for table 3." Tim says handing me a plate of pancakes. He makes the best pancakes in Kansas.
I take the pancakes out to table three to a man in a suit.
"Thank you," he says as I place the pancakes down. As I walk away I can feel him eyeing me, creepy.
*****
"Mommy! Mommy!" Tristan squeals running into the diner.
"What is it sweets?" I say picking him up.
"Daddy picked me up." He says giggling, I know he's missed Dean and so have I, but I don't think it's the best idea.
"What." I say, letting him down. He takes my hand pulling me towards the door. People smile at me, I know them, Tristan knows them. There nice.
"I'm taking my break!" I yell to Tim. He nods as I'm pulled out of the diner by Tristan's little hand.
"Come on mommy!" He yells pulling me with all his might.
"I'm coming Tristan." I say laughing a little.
Suddenly I run into someone, I look up seeing the gruff, gentle face of Dean Winchester.
"Um...uh... Hi." I say looking down at my shoes. He lifts my chin up so out eyes meet.
"Hi." He smiles. I give him a gentle smile back, he encloses his arms around me burying me in his chest.
"I've missed you." He whispers.
***********
"Stop. Please just stop." I say trying to get away from Dean. He grabs my wrist pulling me back to him.
"Elena I'm sorry, just don't shut me out again, come back with me." He says brushing loose strands of hair from my eyes. He doesn't know this but I can't find Tristan and I'm really freaking out about it. I pull away trying to reach for the door.
He pulls me back this time his hands tightly around my waist. He lifts me up pulling me by my waist, I start to kick at his legs, hitting at his sides.
"Sammy!" I scream trying to get his attention from the connecting room next door.
"Sam!"
"Stop! Dean your hurting her!" Sam says rushing to my side getting me outta deans grip.
I hug Sam's chest softly crying, so many troubling memories from when Dean was a demon. How he shoved me against a wall just to kiss me. How he violated me, and choked me till I was on the brink of death.
"Elena..... I'm s-so sorry." Dean says head in his hands. I know he didn't mean to be that aggressive, he still has the mark and if he didn't he would have never done that.
"We'll leave tonight." Sam says hurrying me out the door. The cool air blows against me skin when I get a call.
"Hello." I answer.
"Elena, I found Tristan I'm havering him stay at the diner." Tim said, reassuring me.
"Thank you so much, I'll be right over." I say hurrying to the diner.
As I get there I burst through the doors. I don't even notice what's going on around me.
"Tim! Tristan where are you!" I say hurrying back to the kitchen. As I make my way back I see droplets of blood on the floor. No no no no no! This can't be happening.
I follow the drops of blood into the kitchen where I see Tim's head In the boiling oil.
I back up slowly, trying to get out of there. I find myself in a cascade of body's, some just children. Holes burnt into there sculls where their eyes are supposed to be, others with necks slit and sulfur smell sticking to them. Angels and Demons.
"Tristan!" I call trying to find my baby in the mess of body's. I pull up a little boy, blood oozing from his neck onto my hands. I recognize the boy as Tyler, Tristan's friend at the daycare.
I drop him, realizing my 'normal' life is over. I take out me phone my bloody hands fumbling for the keys.
"Hello darling."
I turn around seeing Crowley holding a burlap sack.
"So I hear your looking for your boy." Crowley says. I slowly get away from him having a mini panic attack. My breathing quickens and gets heavier. "Just..... S-stay away." I say hitting my back against the door.
"Really Elena there's no need for this." A different voice says. I look to me right seeing the guy from this morning.
"Y-you're an Angel." I stutter.
"Yes. The angel zobeil." He says coming closer to me. I quickly dial deans number.
"What.... Happened to Tristan?" I ask hoping he picks up.
"He's dead." Crowley holds out the sack for me to see, I don't want this to be real. Tristan lay in pieces in the bag, blood dripping from every exposed opening.
"Hello?" Dean answers. I can hear him loud and clear cursed speaker phone. By now they know, "Dean please I need yoooouu!" I scream the last word as zobeil grabs me covering my mouth with his hand.
"Elena! Baby where are you!?" Dean says.
"Squirrel, you best come quick she's at the diner seems it's about to go down." Crowley says hanging up. I see him pull out a gun pointing it directly at me. He pulls the trigger a bullet flying through my shoulder into the Angel. I get up still holding my shoulder this time tears running down my cheeks.
I get up swinging a punch at Crowley. He doges sending me face first into the wall. I pull back with a bloody nose, my shoulder throbbing.
Crowley comes up sticking his finger in the bullet hole.
I scream as blood stains my t-shirt.
"I could kill you now." Crowley says digging deeper into my wound. The roar of the impala comes up the headlights still on.
Crowley throws me to the floor before flashing out of there. The doors burst open, both Winchester boys coming into the diner.
"Elena! What happened, where's Tristan!?" Sam asks frantically looking around. I just sniffle reaching at the burlap sack. I start crying harder as dean comes over wrapping me up in his arms.
"D-de-an...." I stutter. He doesn't say a thing but I can hear him humming, humming the tune my mother used to sing to me, that I carried on to Tristan.
"O the summer time had come, And the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme grows around the bloomin' heather, Will ye go
Lassie
Go?" Dean whispers into my ear, he gently rubs my back as Sam looks through the sack.
"And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ya go
Lassie
Go?"
I cry softer into deans jacket, it's always worked this song, it reminds me of my mother.
"I will build my love a bower
By yon cool crystal fountain
And round it I will pile,
All the wild flowers o'the mountain
Will ye go
Lassie
Go?"
Dean grips me closer, knowing Tristan is dead. And I know he feels loss, and he blames this on himself, he shouldn't.
"I Will range through the wilds
And the deep glen saw dreamy
And return wi' their spoils
Tae the bower o' my dearie
Will ye go
Lassie
Go?"
I can feel the bullet hole in my shoulder throbbing harder and harder. The floor is no longer beneath me, Dean is carrying me to the impala. Still gently singing.
"If my true love she'll not come
Then I'll surely find another,
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will ye go
Lassie
Go?"
Dean finishes brushing the last strands of hair from my face, he gently kisses my forehead. He closes the door to the impala. I can see him talking to Sam, Dean looks sad but who wouldn't, our baby is dead.
A/N: So I know it took me forever and it has been taking me forever just to publish one but school is really tough right now, and I'm having quite a hard time. So bear with me.
Side note~ the little song at the end, the video is Jensen singing it. He actually sings it for JJ which is adorable!!!!!!! But here's the video so enjoy.
So I'll talk to ya later, hopefully I'll have a chapter by at least Saturday, and if I don't I'm sorry.
Peace out✌🏼️👋🏿