Faith walked back to the motel, snapping her cell phone shut so hard it broke in two, her anger practically radiating off her body. She seethed silently, feeling her hands clench into fists involuntarily, and she shook with rage.
As she got back to the motel, she realised that she'd crushed her cell phone in her hands, and she opened the door, barely able to keep herself from ripping the door off the hinges.
She walked through the door, heading straight for the bathroom, too afraid of exploding if she didn't get in the shower to try and unwind.
Priestly glanced at Sam.
"Uh... Dad?"
Sam
"Just leave her," Sam put his hand up insistantly.
"She needs a moment."
Priestly and Faith
"Ok," Priestly nodded, settling back down on the bed, but keeping an eye on the bathroom door.
Faith stepped into the shower, and tilted her head back under the water. She slapped her hand against the wall, taking deep breaths. She hit the wall again, hard enough to crack the tiles, and feeling them break under her fists, she lost her temper and punched them angrily, until the concrete started to break and her knuckles were bleeding.
Sam & Dean
Sam closed his eyes as he listened to the splinters, then opened them and looked at Dean.
Dean shook his head and Sam siged.
Faith and Priestly
Faith choked back a sob, and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She turned the water off, and reached for a towel.
Priestly looked between the two Winchesters.
Sam
Sam stood as the shower turned off, and cautiously made his way to the bathroom.
He hesitated at the door, before knocking gently.
"Faith?"
Faith and Priestly
Faith reached over and opened the door for Sam, before leaning against the basin. She breathed deeply, just trying to hold herself together.
Priestly looked over at Dean. "What...?"
Dean & Sam
Dean shook his head and waved him off.
"They'll either have a fist fight or some shower sex. Don't mind them," he insisted.
Sam walked in and closed the door behind him.
"You ok to talk yet?" he asked softly.
Faith and Priestly
Faith nodded. "Yeah, I'm ok. Sorry."
Priestly just made a face.
Sam
"Anything you want to share?" Sam offered, slipping his left hand into his jeans pocket.
Faith
"I found out who Jack Harper was working for," Faith said, rubbing her eyes.
She felt the first tears start to run down her cheeks.
Sam
"Ok..." Sam indicated for her to continue.
Faith
"It's my father," Faith said, her voice cold.
"My own father killed Tru."
Sam
"What?" Sam's voice instantly lowered.
Faith
"And he sent that vampire to kill me," Faith continued.
"He's behind it all."
Sam
"But why?" Sam demanded.
"Why would he kill his own blood?!"
Faith
"Because of what Tru could do, my Mom did it too," Faith said, her body literally shaking in anger. "That was why she was the way she was. It drove her insane."
She took another deep breath.
"He works on the other side. The side that doesn't believe people should get that second chance. He doesn't need to worry. He won't get that second chance."
Sam
"Do you know where he is?" Sam asked darkly, veins rippling in his arms.
Faith
Faith nodded.
"Yeah. I do."
Sam & Dean
"Then what are we waiting for?" Sam turned to the door.
He walked out into the room and pulled a jacket over his shoulders.
"We're leaving for a while," he announced.
"LA?" Dean raised an eyebrow.
"Not quite."
Faith and Priestly
Faith threw some clothes on, and followed Sam out.
"Mom?" Priestly asked.
Faith smiled weakly at him. "We won't be gone long, Zeph. Back before the other thing."
He bit his lip nervously. "Promise?"
"Promise."
Sam & Dean
"We'll need the car," Sam insisted.
"My ass," Dean scowled.
"If we're not back in three days, head to LA. We'll meet you there," Sam insisted.
Dean grunted, before handing over the impala keys.
Sam didn't even stop to pack his laptop, jus grabbed a bag of clothes and walked out.
Priestly and Faith
Priestly watched as his mother grabbed a bag of her weapons and then followed Sam out the door.
"I have weird parents," he said, flopping back down on the bed.