The Huntress ❂

I want to meet them. I want to be their sister and build a relationship with them. I still believe what John said. Even if they didn’t know I exist, they were keeping me safe all along.

“–Do you want me to pretend I didn’t just see that?”

Artemis grinned sheepishly as she looked up from the now broken mug. “That... would be appreciated. I’m Artemis.” She held out her hand.

“You’re….what?” The youngest Winchester simply stared at the woman. She shared some of his facial features, more so than his full brother did.  Evidence of her claim was there, but what that claim meant was almost surreal. 

“I’m your sister.” Artemis took a slow step closer, biting her lip. She probably shouldn’t have jumped right in. “Do you know where you are? Are you okay?” He seemed terrified; oh God she should not have dropped that bomb. “I am so sorry Sam. One thing at a time. Are you okay?”

“Lydia,” She introduced. “And you?”

“Artemis”

“Uhm… I have a crush.” Schuyler admits blushing terribly.

“Definitely is amazing, I’m glad that we’ve finally met. Honestly never dreamed of this opportunity, but I guess the dream is now becoming a reality,” Jeremy softly remarked. “I do have something to warn you about up front though…I’m not exactly an ordinary hunter.”

Artemis blinked slowly. “You... How so?” she asked gently. Neither was she. She couldn’t help but feel hopeful that maybe he was supernatural himself, maybe they had that in common. But... The odds of that were slim, she was sure. “Me too,” she said softly. “If that’s any comfort.”

Sam’s feet pounded against the pavement. As far as he was concerned, the pavement was still dirt. His shoes kicked up dirt as he ran from the heard of leviathans on his trail. It didn’t take long until he smacked into another Purgatory dweller. Assuming it was another leviathan, Sam drew his angel blade. He stared the figure down, with fear evident in his hazel gaze. “Don’t make me do this. I’m tired of fighting, you’re tired of fighting, walk away.”

Artemis threw her hands up. “Whoa! Hey! Hey! It’s- I’m not a threat.” She stared at him, her brain racing as she placed him with a picture her father had given her years ago a picture of one of her half brothers. “Sam?” she asked slowly. “Sam Winchester? I’m not a threat. I’m Artemis. Artemis Winchester. I’m John’s daughter.”

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Artemis sat on a bar stool, staring around the room. She wanted to leave, wanted to bolt, but... Something was holding her in place. Maybe it was fear of being caught but.. Why should she be afraid? Maybe it was still ingrained from her last home. Someone said stay and, well, you better stay. She looked around the room again and stopped as she saw sight of a girl a few years younger than her, a kid really, younger than Schuyler even. “What do you want?” she asked, voice lined with coldness.

No, thankfully... But... I mean, if I had to... Depending on the circumstances... Maybe I would... But it would be really hard for me to come back from