The Artist and the Hunter

Lillia Abbott was a bookaholic and musician (but only sang at coffee shops), and was seemingly normal, but when a series or murders begin, Lillia encounters the Winchesters, and demanding answers, causing her whole mundane life to change. (SamxOC)


3. Chapter 3: Snow Day

The snow fell steadily, sticking itself to my window pane and the roads, while I ate Chicken in a Biskit crackers straight from the box.

I had loaded up on food and drinks, ready for the oncoming storm. I had also bought a few more blankets and pillows. My bedroom doesn’t get much heat to it, which is great, because I can’t sleep when it’s too hot, but in the winter, it’s brutal, so I usually sleep in the living room with the fireplace on and the heat cranked up when we have storm warnings like this. It was also a nice change of scenery.

I rented all three of the Lord of the Rings movies to watch, and was heating up some popcorn, so when Sam got here, we wouldn’t have to wait awkwardly.

Sam and I had gone to do something every night whenever he and his brother weren’t working, but tonight, we decided to rent some movies and stay in. I asked what he wanted to watch, but he said he didn’t care, meaning I got to pick.

It was chaos…in my mind at least. I wasn’t about to choose a chick-flick because 1) I am not too fond of them and 2) I wasn’t going to put a man through that, even if it is just Sam, who I doubt would mind a bit, knowing him.

After a whole afternoon of searching my DVD cabinet, and calling Cassie for advice (who only suggested chick-flicks and scary movies, saying that a horror film would be great for obvious reasons) I settled on the Lord of the Rings, showing how geeky I really am.

I went to pull the popcorn out of the microwave and I had just put it in bowls, when I heard someone knock in the door. I ran to answer it, but only found Cassie and her sister, holding movies galore.

“We brought some, just in case.” Her sister said, pushing her way inside.

I never really liked Cassie’s sister, Carly. She was nice, at times, but we never saw eye-to-eye on anything. She was spoiled rotten-you could tell just by looking at her perfect hair and clothes, and super awesome sports car that still looked brand new. I always felt underdressed and a bit like a slob next to Carly, even in my nicest outfit.

Cassie, on the other hand, was the opposite. While she was kind of like her sister, she was still down to earth and wasn’t as snobbish. While Carly’s voice was so high and nasally you couldn’t stand to listen to her talk (I feel bad for the kinds who had to listen to her oral reports in high school), Cassie’s was like wind chimes, light and clear, and pleasing to listen too. Her clothes and hair weren’t perfect all the time, and she wasn’t rotten. She was a normal human being with Barbie for a sister.

“I already have a movie picked out.” I said, following the two into the kitchen. Carly looked at me, eye brows raised.

“What movie? The Notebook? 27 Dresses? The Other Woman?”

“Lord of the Rings.” I responded, looking down at my feet. Carly made a face.

“Oh. Really? Are you sure?” she asked. I nodded. Cassie smiled.

“I think it’s an okay choice.” She smiled at me. I smiled back, looking at Carly, who was obviously not in agreement.

“I don’t. Why don’t you watch one of these?” She spread the movies out on the counter. I tried telling her no, but it was no use. She wasn’t giving up easily, and I gave in, choosing one from the top of the pile. I don’t even remember the name of it.

“You’ll love it.” Carly assured me. I smiled and nodded, not to make her feel better, but to make Cassie feel better. While the two sisters hated each other, Cassie got a bit defensive over Carly. She didn’t like it and always felt bad when Carly and I got into a disagreement. She felt like she had to choose a side and being her friend, I didn’t want to do that to her, so I put on a smile, while Cassie was there, and let it roll of my back.

Carly and Cassie left soon after, and I put Lord of the Rings back on the shelf, and set the new movie beside the DVD player, suddenly not so excited about Sam coming over. I liked him….a LOT. I just didn’t like the movie.

After five minutes of sitting on my couch, I heard Sam pull up, and I ran to the door, grabbing my jacket before I opened it. I had just pushed my arm through the second sleeve when he knocked.

“Hey.” I opened the door. Sam, who towered over me, smiled down at me, and pulled something from behind his back. I looked in his hands to find a heart shaped box of chocolate.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.” He said, nervously shuffling from one foot to the other, looking down.

“You really didn’t have to get me anything, but thank you.” I blushed, and hugged his torso, since I couldn’t reach his neck. He chuckled and smiled, and I pulled away, and took the box from his hands.

I moved out of the way to let him in, and we both went to kitchen, grabbing the bowl of popcorn and some drinks.

I was the first one in the living room, since I was going to put the DVD in. I took a deep breath as I hit the ‘close’ button, and grabbed the remote.

Sam was already sitting on the end of the couch, and I sat beside him, grabbing one of my brand new throw blankets. I pressed ‘Play’.

I skipped all of the commercials, hit ‘play movie’ and zoned out, not caring about the movie. Sam’s arm was draped around my shoulders, and I was leaning against him, zoning in and out.

“You okay?” Sam asked. I looked up at him.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just enjoying the movie.” I said, giving him a fake smile. He didn’t look so convinced.

“Are you sure?”


“Okay. What’s going on in the film?” He asked. My eyes widened.

“Umm… I don’t know.” I looked towards the ground. He laughed.

“Your guess is as good as mine.”

I laughed. “You haven’t been paying attention either?” I asked him. He shook his head. “Why didn’t you say you didn’t want to watch it?” I asked. He shrugged.

“I thought you did. Obviously I was wrong?” he asked. I nodded.

“Yeah, just a little. So you don’t want to watch it.”

“Nope. Not unless you want to.”

“No.” I pressed ‘stop’ and it took me back to the DVD player’s home screen. “Well, that’s a relief.” I laughed. He did the same.

“So, now what?” I asked, leaning back against his shoulder. His arm wrapped around mine, and hugged me closer to him, almost like he wasn’t thinking about it, because as soon as he realized he was doing it, he stopped quickly.

“I don’t know.”

We sat in silence for a few minutes occasionally grabbed some popcorn, or sighing.

“We could go out again.” Sam suggested. I shrugged.

“Seems better than sitting here.” I got up to grab my coat, and Sam did the same, but as soon as we were about to walk out of the door, Sam stopped me.

“Are you sure you want to go out?”

“Yeah why wouldn’t I?” I asked, but then I looked outside.

Everything was covered in white.

There was no road, no driveway, no anything. It was just…white.

“Holy crow.” I said taking a step out. I walked to what I think was my front porch, but something hit my back. I turned around to find Sam standing behind me, looking around innocently. I looked at him feet, and found where his hands had dug in the snow and I smiled.

“Really?” I asked him.

“What?” He asked. I laughed.

“You are so childish. And a bit cliché.” I told him. He laughed.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.” He claimed.

“Uh huh. Alright, well, let’s go back inside.” I said, Sam turned around, and I bent down, grabbing a massive amount of snow. I chucked the handful I had at him, hitting him in the back of the head. I covered my mouth and laughed as he turned around.

“I have no idea where that came from.” I laughed. He stood there for a moment, thinking. I began backing up, slowly.

Sam reached down and grabbed some snow, suddenly, and I began to run, laughing the whole time.

I ran towards the back of the house, and looked behind me. Sam wasn’t there. I still watched, though, until cold snow was shoved into my hat, and I heard someone run away.

“Really?!” I screamed, shaking the snow from my hair.

We ran around and threw snow at each other until it got dark. Then we went inside and made hot chocolate, settling on the floor in front of the couch with blankets and pillows. I had grabbed some dry, clean cloths of mine, and some fuzzy socks, while Sam took some that my brother had left a while back, when he visited. The actually fit him, much to my surprise.

“So, why did you choose a movie you had zero interest in?” He asked, going back to the movie subject. I told him about Carly and Cassie, being completely honest. He nodded, understanding.

“What were we going to watch?” He asked, and eyebrow raised.

‘lordoftherings.” I said, quietly. Sam leaned forward.


“Lord of the Rings.” I said, a bit louder. He smiled.

“That’s not bad. I like Lord of the Rings.” I looked up at him, surprised.

“Really?” I asked him. He nodded.


“Soo,” I began, nervously, looking down. “Since we’re kinda, sorta snowed in…”

“We can watch it.” He said, smiling.

“Really?” I asked , like a child on Christmas morning.

“Yeah, go ahead.”

And I ran.

I ran faster than I ever had towards the DVD cabinet and almost pushed the DVD player closed, grabbing more blankets, adding to the pile that we were already covered in, and joined him back on the floor. We sat in the position we did during the first movie, leaning against the couch.

In the middle The Two Towers, I began to drift off. I tried tapping my finger against my leg to keep me awake, but it wasn’t working. I fell asleep on Sam’s shoulder. 



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