Dean/Anna - Gone Without Goodbye
Title: Gone Without Goodbye
Author: iluvroadrunner6
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Dean Winchester/Anna Scherlacker (OC), Maura "Mama" Shea (OC)
15_song_titles Prompt: Last Train Home
12_developments Prompt: 9. Spouse/Significant Other
Content Warning: N/A
Summary: Anna disappears and Dean tries to find her.
Author's Note: Part of my AUverse.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Supernatural. They're owned by the CW. However, any and all original characters are mine, so please don't use them without my permission.
She was gone when he woke up in the morning. He was a bit confused-usually he was the one sneaking out on her, or she would wake him up for another round. Either way, he at least got a good morning. He figured something must have come up, and he made his way downstairs, expecting to see her at the kitchen table. When Mama was the only one in the kitchen, he only became even more confused.
“Where’s Anna?” he asked, sitting down at the kitchen table. Mama glanced back at him over her shoulder before shrugging.
“Got some phone call at about two AM, took off like a bat out of hell.”
Dean blinked for a minute, before frowning, “She just left-didn’t say where she was going?”
“‘Fraid not, baby. She seemed pretty upset though, and didn’t say why. Probably a family thing.”
Dean’s frown deepened, “Thought she said you guys were her family.”
“Well, honey, you didn’t think she just popped into the world out of thin air, did you?” Mama smirked, and Dean laughed.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” he sighed. “Just thought she’d let me know if she was leaving. Maybe I’ll just give her a call.”
“Go ahead, honey. No reason she shouldn’t pick up.”
Dean nodded before moving outside and sitting on the porch, pulling out his phone and dialing a number he knew well. He waited while the phone rang, and then frowned when he got her voicemail. He snapped his phone closed, and then waited for a moment, before getting up and heading back into the kitchen.
“Hey, Mama-how far you think she’s goin’?”
***
She was sitting on the far end of the train, and didn’t even look up as he sat down next to her, keeping her eyes focused outside the window. She knew he was there, though, and she kne who was, but she didn’t acknowledge him, only rested her forehead against the window.
She had just disappeared. Mama said she had gotten some kind of phone call in the middle of the night, but she wasn’t able to give him any more information than that. When Dean woke up, she-and her stuff-were gone. He wasn’t sure whether he should go after her, try and find her and see what was going on, but when she didn’t pick up her phone, he knew he had no choice. Dean hated it when he got left behind, with no explanation as to why. He got enough of that from Sam, he didn’t need it from her too. When Mama suggested he try long distance travel, the trains were the first place he looked.
“Where you headed?” he asked, after waiting for that acknowledgement and not receiving it.
She shrugged slightly before responding, “Home.”
“Home,” he nodded, rubbing his hands over his thighs. “Great. Take off for home with no phone call, no note. Don’t answer when I pick up. Really stellar, Anna.”
Anna picked her head off the window, and gave him an incredulous look, “What?”
“Would’ve been nice if you just let me know where you’re going is all,” Dean replied, glaring slightly back at her.
“I’m sorry,” she said dryly. “Didn’t know I needed to let you in on every aspect of my life and every move I chose to make. I promise to be much more careful in the future.”
Dean looked like he had just been slapped, and her face softened slightly. She hadn’t meant to hurt him, but she didn’t understand why he was taking this so personally.
“I’m not your brother, Dean,” Anna replied. “Don’t expect me to adhere to the same rules.”
“I know that,” he replied softly. “But you-you take off in the middle of the night, you don’t answer your phone-you can’t expect me not to worry about you.”
“Yes, I can, Dean,” she replied. “Because we aren’t that serious. We’re not in a relationship.”
The tone in her voice was gentle, like she was letting him down easy, but it still made him uncomfortable, and the look on his face told her that he had gotten far more attached to her than she had realized. She closed her eyes before leaning back in the seat, relaxing her body slightly.
“I’m not your girlfriend, Dean,” she sighed. “I thought we were just having fun. No strings.”
“Yeah, I know,” he mumbled. “It’s just considerate, to let people know where you’re going and all.”
“Dean-” she hesitated for a minute, before reaching over and taking his hand. “Do you want something more out of this? Because I don’t mind, really-I just want to know what’s going on.”
“I don’t-I don’t know,” he said, a bitter smile crossing his lips before shrugging slightly. “Just thought we had been through enough that I’d deserve more of a goodbye.”
She smiled softly again, before leaning over, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, “I’m gonna be a few days. This is my battle, not yours. You better get off the train before you have to come with me.”
“Would that be a bad thing?” he asked, and she gave him a look, and he shook his head. “I know, I know. Not my fight.”
“Besides, you don’t want to go. Everybody hates me there. You might have to kick some ass.”
“And that’d be a problem?” he frowned, giving her a look. “Girls usually like it when guys kick ass for them.”
“Usually,” she sighed. “But they’re my family. And it wouldn’t go over well if you opened a can of whoop ass on my family.”
“What if I’ll be good?” he said, giving her a look. “And not kick any ass.”
“No, but I might want you to,” she sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. She felt him relax under her, and she gave his hand a squeeze. “You should go.”
“Yeah, I should.”
“You’re not going to, are you?”
“They’re going to have to forcibly remove me.”
She hesitated for a minute, before turning and kissing the side of his neck. “Thanks, Dean.”
“Anytime, Anna.”
Author: iluvroadrunner6
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Dean Winchester/Anna Scherlacker (OC), Maura "Mama" Shea (OC)
15_song_titles Prompt: Last Train Home
12_developments Prompt: 9. Spouse/Significant Other
Content Warning: N/A
Summary: Anna disappears and Dean tries to find her.
Author's Note: Part of my AUverse.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Supernatural. They're owned by the CW. However, any and all original characters are mine, so please don't use them without my permission.
She was gone when he woke up in the morning. He was a bit confused-usually he was the one sneaking out on her, or she would wake him up for another round. Either way, he at least got a good morning. He figured something must have come up, and he made his way downstairs, expecting to see her at the kitchen table. When Mama was the only one in the kitchen, he only became even more confused.
“Where’s Anna?” he asked, sitting down at the kitchen table. Mama glanced back at him over her shoulder before shrugging.
“Got some phone call at about two AM, took off like a bat out of hell.”
Dean blinked for a minute, before frowning, “She just left-didn’t say where she was going?”
“‘Fraid not, baby. She seemed pretty upset though, and didn’t say why. Probably a family thing.”
Dean’s frown deepened, “Thought she said you guys were her family.”
“Well, honey, you didn’t think she just popped into the world out of thin air, did you?” Mama smirked, and Dean laughed.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” he sighed. “Just thought she’d let me know if she was leaving. Maybe I’ll just give her a call.”
“Go ahead, honey. No reason she shouldn’t pick up.”
Dean nodded before moving outside and sitting on the porch, pulling out his phone and dialing a number he knew well. He waited while the phone rang, and then frowned when he got her voicemail. He snapped his phone closed, and then waited for a moment, before getting up and heading back into the kitchen.
“Hey, Mama-how far you think she’s goin’?”
***
She was sitting on the far end of the train, and didn’t even look up as he sat down next to her, keeping her eyes focused outside the window. She knew he was there, though, and she kne who was, but she didn’t acknowledge him, only rested her forehead against the window.
She had just disappeared. Mama said she had gotten some kind of phone call in the middle of the night, but she wasn’t able to give him any more information than that. When Dean woke up, she-and her stuff-were gone. He wasn’t sure whether he should go after her, try and find her and see what was going on, but when she didn’t pick up her phone, he knew he had no choice. Dean hated it when he got left behind, with no explanation as to why. He got enough of that from Sam, he didn’t need it from her too. When Mama suggested he try long distance travel, the trains were the first place he looked.
“Where you headed?” he asked, after waiting for that acknowledgement and not receiving it.
She shrugged slightly before responding, “Home.”
“Home,” he nodded, rubbing his hands over his thighs. “Great. Take off for home with no phone call, no note. Don’t answer when I pick up. Really stellar, Anna.”
Anna picked her head off the window, and gave him an incredulous look, “What?”
“Would’ve been nice if you just let me know where you’re going is all,” Dean replied, glaring slightly back at her.
“I’m sorry,” she said dryly. “Didn’t know I needed to let you in on every aspect of my life and every move I chose to make. I promise to be much more careful in the future.”
Dean looked like he had just been slapped, and her face softened slightly. She hadn’t meant to hurt him, but she didn’t understand why he was taking this so personally.
“I’m not your brother, Dean,” Anna replied. “Don’t expect me to adhere to the same rules.”
“I know that,” he replied softly. “But you-you take off in the middle of the night, you don’t answer your phone-you can’t expect me not to worry about you.”
“Yes, I can, Dean,” she replied. “Because we aren’t that serious. We’re not in a relationship.”
The tone in her voice was gentle, like she was letting him down easy, but it still made him uncomfortable, and the look on his face told her that he had gotten far more attached to her than she had realized. She closed her eyes before leaning back in the seat, relaxing her body slightly.
“I’m not your girlfriend, Dean,” she sighed. “I thought we were just having fun. No strings.”
“Yeah, I know,” he mumbled. “It’s just considerate, to let people know where you’re going and all.”
“Dean-” she hesitated for a minute, before reaching over and taking his hand. “Do you want something more out of this? Because I don’t mind, really-I just want to know what’s going on.”
“I don’t-I don’t know,” he said, a bitter smile crossing his lips before shrugging slightly. “Just thought we had been through enough that I’d deserve more of a goodbye.”
She smiled softly again, before leaning over, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, “I’m gonna be a few days. This is my battle, not yours. You better get off the train before you have to come with me.”
“Would that be a bad thing?” he asked, and she gave him a look, and he shook his head. “I know, I know. Not my fight.”
“Besides, you don’t want to go. Everybody hates me there. You might have to kick some ass.”
“And that’d be a problem?” he frowned, giving her a look. “Girls usually like it when guys kick ass for them.”
“Usually,” she sighed. “But they’re my family. And it wouldn’t go over well if you opened a can of whoop ass on my family.”
“What if I’ll be good?” he said, giving her a look. “And not kick any ass.”
“No, but I might want you to,” she sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. She felt him relax under her, and she gave his hand a squeeze. “You should go.”
“Yeah, I should.”
“You’re not going to, are you?”
“They’re going to have to forcibly remove me.”
She hesitated for a minute, before turning and kissing the side of his neck. “Thanks, Dean.”
“Anytime, Anna.”