——Our story starts a little differently than any other one of our backstories you read on this account———
Hannah sneaked into the bunker flickering off and on the lights as the brothers came back from a case guns blazing confused until they saw her with a clever smirked. “Hi boys” she said.
“Gabriella?! Y-you’re back! You left and skipped town 6 months ago!” Sam exclaimed running down the stairs in shocked.
Dean stepped in front of her, “Why are you here?”
“It’s Hannah now..and it’s time I tell you the full story.”
——Time skip to all of them sitting in the library of the bunker as it started——
Dean pacing back and forth a bit as he said, “Okay your real name is Gabriella Hortense. You love to play games and tricks, kinda annoying but mostly kind..You lived in Lawrence Kansas where you worked at a cafe and strip club which is where you met Sam when he was soulless. Oh and you’re parents were horrible losers who didn’t care about anything!”
“Correct and I was also living with harshly abusive boyfriend Ryan at the time..not pretty since he came home always pissed off and hit me more times than I count.” She explained, “Also my bosses were being horrible, keeping secrets from us and poorly used us until we were dropped dead on the floor. Never any good pay.”
“It was basically like Sucker Punch.” Dean commented as Sam rolled his eyes at his brother.
“Until one week, I had enough of everyone shit where something inside of me just snapped and like I do..I played a game and messed with him. Basically seduced him and killed him right then and there. Taking the money with me..”
“But it didn’t stop there! Since you told me once you loved—well love, the trilled of the games, the kills and the tricks. It made you feel alive.” Sam said adding onto the story that was being told, “Two weeks later you…”
“Two weeks later on that day I killed my bosses..which I left no trace of the bodies thanks to you, Samuel…I uhhhh, my abuse boyfriend came home from accusing me of something I didn’t do, beating me and basically mistreating me…and he found out from a coworker than I killed one of my bosses…so he ran into my knife six times.”
Hannah or should I say Gabriella exclaimed, that she was basically on the run. She’s lost it. She enjoyed the killing, the drinks, the mindless fun, the trill of race against the clock, stealing from others and not caring what happened next.
Playing the game and tricks that came along with the whole story of boardgame of life. Keeping it all under wraps, spying, and watching everyone around her.
Dean nodding as he said, “You went insane with a killing joke that felt too good to let go. You slowly went crazy..Playing in bars, winning at casinos, the shots, the money, the false advertising of it all.”
“Even staying at hotels and rundown apartments to hid since I knew someone was always after me..I even changed my name six times just for the sake of it. I even chose to live out of my car. It was a huge joke and I was basically on a high from it.” She added onto it and sighed chuckling, “Then he came…”
The brothers said in unison the name, “Gabriel.”
She had a devilish joyful look on her face and nodded, “I went though the trails. I said yes and became his archangel, his vessel cause he wanted someone as crazy and down on their luck at him. We both knew that we were the escape each other needed…but I fell for it all.”
Sam went over to her and leaned his back against the table looking at her with same look he always gave Gabriella. “You said yes and lied about your past every time, how you left and how you were..why? I understand the addiction to it all and how it can consume you. It makes you feel good and worthy of that power hungry taste in your mouth…” He said knowing it all too well.
She nodded listening. Her and Sam had a past both ways wanting to feel worth something or become better. It’s why they clicked in the first place. The addiction and pain you feel without it. “Baby you fought, you studied and you killed so much…you became something.”
Dean commented, “Hell you killed hellhounds, demons, angels, monsters, fought us and trapped us in your little games as well. Swapping with Gabriel into becoming different vessels too! It was kinda fun til you kicked me in the nuts that one time…you went on a ride and we were dragged into all of it. Sweetheart it was impressive.”
Gabriella/Hannah nodded and added onto the list, “You’re right, I did all of it. I went to jail almost 4 times but Gabriel got me out of it quicker than I ask him to. I just kept going and doing his duty work…”
She snickered remembering all of it like it was yesterday. Gabriel was the Joker and she became his Harley Quinn.
“Then you stopped and hid from us…from everyone…” Sam said crossing his arms slightly.
“Yeah I did. I regretted it! It was doing me no good so I skipped town…I stopped fighting and made a deal with Gabriel cause I missed his company…the deal was for he can whenever he wants and stay but he had to leave after 13 days…and we did just that…”
“Where did you go exactly?”
“I went to New Jersey for a bit which is where I decided to lay low and figure things out, I died my hair as well…until I moved to downtown New York which is where I changed my name to-”
Dean commented, “Hannah Morgan.”
“Exactly. I decided I needed a job and hell my boyfriend Ryan was a reporter and the pay was well worth it…so I did just that.” She replied.
“So you went blonde and cut your hair, blue—sometimes green contacts, changed her name, found a job…and what? Stopped training or fighting? All you are forgetting is relatable chill low cover personality, the boyfriend and your good!”
“I did that part too living there New York Apple Pie Life. Well not there yet with the boyfriend part…But I kept a low cover and made sure no one found out the truth or read my mind…”
———Another Time Skip as everyone talked and tried understanding the situation until it was asked——
Sam was sipping his beer and asked it, “Why are you here…? Why not come to us after 6 months?”
“I-I don’t know when I was lose it again and start with a nonexistent way of thinking…I willingly be brought back into not caring anything Sam…do something I might regret…” She replied sighing.
“You think your gonna go back and crave the attention or feeling on wanting more…? Well being the way you are, it might happen. Not offense!” Dean said sipping his beer.
She looked at the boys leaning against the wall, near the kitchen counter, “I will just need a plan to stay and lay low when it happens. I’m technically wanted or unwanted depending on who you asked…”
The brothers looked at each other having a non verbal conversation heading to the hallway to talk about it. Not knowing what to say or do. Hoping she was telling the truth. They came back into the kitchen saying in unison, “Alright, you can stay when it comes to down to that moment…”
——That was 6-8 months ago when she went and visited them. Telling them the whole story and reason. The question what happens now? Did she return? We will have to wait and see if she cracked———
