Efforts and courage are not enough without purpose and direction.
John F. Kennedy
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I wake up to find myself in my room back at the bunker.
I walk into the kitchen to look for something to drink.
"Hey kiddo, how you feelin' ?" Dean says as I walk into the kitchen and sit at the table with him. I attempt a smile, "Aces"
"How's that black eye?" Dean asks.
I lift my hand up to feel it, "Hurts like hell but it's gettin' there."
He nods, "That's good."
"Where's everyone at?" I ask Dean, "Sam and Cas went to get breakfast, and Jack should be in his room."
I nod my head, "Is this kidnapping thing going to happen often?"
"I hope not, nearly gave me a heart attack." He tells me.
I smile at that, "I'm not a kid you know, you don't have to worry about me."
"I'll always worry about you kiddo." He gets up and puts his coffee cup in the sink.
"I'll go see if Jack's awake," I mutter getting up.
I walk all the way to Jack's room only to find him still asleep.
I sit on the bed and study him.
Even in his sleep he looks like a happy ray of sunshine.
Lucky him, how good it must be to still have innocence.
I brush a piece of hair out of his face, "Good morning Jay," I whisper softly. He stirs a little.
"Wake up." I shake him slightly.
His eyes slowly open, "You hungry?" I ask him.
He nods, "Morning Nov."
We both walk into the kitchen and we see all the boys.
"Morning Sam, Cas, where's the food?" I ask them, Sam points to a bag on the counter.
I make a plate and sit at the table, the boys soon follow.
We all talk about random things throughout breakfast.
"What the fuck Cas?" I hiss in pain.
"Anger, that's good, now focus on channeling that into your powers," He baits.
"Of course I'm mad you just slapped me in the face for fucks sake," I yell at him.
"Good," Is all he responds with.
I stare at him, this power control thing is really getting on my nerves.
He gives me a look, in response I roll my eyes.
I try and channel my anger into my powers like Cas said.
I focus on my anger and picture it red hot. I picture it running through me.
I look at Cas and try to move him like Jack does but nothing happens.
I sigh, still angry at him, "It's not working."
"Try again," He tells me patiently.
I close my eyes and focus on the anger again I open my eyes and see a bright white light coming from my body.
After a couple of seconds the light goes away and the entire room is singed and covered with black.
I look to see Cas on the floor with his hands over his head.
I run to him, "Cas you okay?"
His face was burned, "You are very powerful, like Micheal."
"Dammit Cas, I'm so sorry." I hug him to my chest and close my eyes, "You idiot, you shouldn't have made me mad."
"Your eyes glow green, like Jack's glow yellow and mine glow blue?" He informs me, still not concerned that he's been burned very badly.
"Dean! Sam!" I yell.
One tear rolls down my face, "I'm so sorry Cas."
I feel warmth coming from my hand, I open my eyes to see it glowing.
I let go of Cas to see his face is perfectly fine, "What the he-" I start.
"What's wrong?!" Dean yells, running into the room with Sam on his heels.
I looked at Cas then to Sam and Dean.
I smirked and said, "I'm Batwoman."
Hey, long time no talk.
Question: What's your favorite vine?
Answer: I personally can't pick one, I literally love too many.
I mean of course I love all the originals.
Song: "In the summertime" Mungo Jerry