"Finish eating," she murmured to her, "I started hunting with my sister when I was fourteen," she told him then crossed her arms over her chest, ' my parents were hunters, I knew about the things in the night but never went on trips with them - they died saving my sister and I." she told him then looked down.
"Your dad helped us refine our skills, but I think he just liked my sister a bit too much - she was twenty two when they first met, and twenty four when she left me to graduate high school and came back pregnant," the memory of her sister still hurt; she missed her.
Lacey looked at them, "I met him a lot, he helped us out on a few hunts and taught us a few things here and there, btu she's never met him; where is he?" she asked, "it's.. I'm not asking for anything okay I've got it covered but, I thought he should know,"
Sam looked at Dean, he could tell she missed her sister then looked down a little, "He's been dead for a while now," he said as he looked at her and he swore he saw her eyes fill with tears.
"sorry he was us.. he was kind of like a weird uncle I guess, I .. how didn't I hear about this?" she murmured gently, "I asked so many hunters but they just said; haven't seen'em," it was frustrating, "
February 3rd, 2018 at 10:30pm