Ryder sat on the floor with Jenna in her room both listening to their own music. They didn't need to speak to each other to keep themselves entertained. They were the type to just need to be in each other's presence to be okay. It had been three years since they became friends, and they couldn't picture themselves without the other. They saved each other in more ways than one.
Jenna had her headphones on looking at the glow in the dark stars on her bedroom ceiling. Her mother had walked out on her and her dad when she was younger, which caused him to drink himself to oblivion every night. She hated living there alone with her father, because he just plain didn't like her. She never did understand why her father didn't love her, and when she asked him it didn't end well for her. She offered to leave if that's what he wanted and all he did was yell at her. She had no other place to go, and she was barely getting by with college. She didn't like it, but at least she had a roof over her head and food to eat.
Ryder listened to her earphones, and swaying to the music looking at nothing in particular. She turn to look at Jenna and couldn't help but smile sadly. She wouldn't be where she was if she didn't meet her at the Salute to Supernatural. She was in a dark place at the time living with her abusive ex. She hated herself for staying with him, but sadly she had nowhere else to go and no one else would help her; not even her parents. So when she met Jenna and learned about her home life, she had offered to stay the nights with her to keep her company.
Ryder checked her watch and saw that it was almost nine pm. She threw a pillow at Jenna who glared at her, and taps her watch. "It's almost time." Jenna sat up and turned on the TV. "Is your dad coming home tonight?" Jenna shakes her head no.
Ryder sighs in relief. Once she learned about how Jenna's father had beaten her whole life after her mother left, she never wanted to be in the same room as him. Not because she was scared of him, but because she was scared for him. After being mugged five years ago, she was taught to defend herself. Learning from two older brothers who were considered masters in various forms of fighting, she was very skilled, almost to the point to be considered dangerous with hand to hand combat so the last thing she needed was to get arrested for murder.
Jenna set the channel, while Ryder went to get the popcorn and soda. When coming in, both girls sat on the thin cot(Jenna's bed), and turned their attention to their favorite show: Supernatural and tonight was the premiere of season ten. They never spoke or commented during an episode for they had two rules when watching Supernatural. Rule one: Save the talking for the commercials. Rule two: Never leave the room, because you do not want to miss anything when the commercials end.
When the episode ended, they sat in silence thinking over the episode. It wasn't until Jenna decided to break the silence did their conversation start.
"I'm glad that Dean is finally the center of attention, but I don't like the fact that he just left Sam. It's not Supernatural with them not being together." Jenna signs.
Ryder nodded her head. "Yeah. It reminds me of the time Sam lost his soul when he came back from Hell. He was cold and heartless, and he didn't care about Dean."
"Yeah, I thought about that too.'' Jenna sighs. It was obvious from season one that Jenna had a thing for Dean, just as Ryder was in love with Sam.
To be in love with Dean and to see him the way he is, tugged at her heart. She was happy that Dean was alive, but she never wanted to see him act so cold and unfeeling especially when it came to Sam.
"I-" Ryder broke off when she heard crying from inside the house. They wouldn't have worried about it, if it wasn't for the fact that they were supposed to be there by themselves. They both shared a look. It was the sound of a...baby? Ryder took up the front, because she knew how to fight and she would defend both her and Jenna.
They walked out of her room and followed the crying to the living room. They didn't see anyone, so when they went around to face the sofa they see a baby. By what the baby was wearing, they could see it was a girl. Ryder went to the little girl, still looking around in case there was anyone else in the house, and saw that there was a note attached to her dress. It read:
Protect this child with your life. Her name is Lilith. She is your responsibility now.
Ryder stared at the note in confusion, then back at the little girl who had stopped crying. Who would give her a child? Lilith? She never did like the name ever since season four. She looked at Jenna who just shrugged her shoulders.
Ryder noticed that Lilith only came with one bag, which she checked had a few dresses(much to Ryder's dislike), diapers, a bottle, formula, and a baby carrier.
The front door burst open and both Ryder and Jenna gasped. Jenna's father wasn't supposed to be home that night. Henry Barnes was obviously drunk when he staggered in with a half drunken whiskey bottle.
"Hey bitch, I see you have your slut friend here with you." Ryder seriously wanted to punch the guy in the face, and if it wasn't for her lack of wanting to go to prison, she would have.
Jenna just stood there with her head bowed, almost on the brink of crying. Ryder looked as Henry walks up to his daughter and unexpectedly slaps her knocking her to the ground. He bends to slap her again, but Ryder pushes him and he trips over his own feet to the ground as well.
Ryder turned her attention to her best friend crying silently on the floor. She picks her up and hisses when she sees that her lip was bleeding. "Come on, we can't stay here." She sighs in relief when Jenna nods. "I'm going to get Lilith and we'll go. Can you grab the bag?" Jenna goes for the bag, while Ryder goes for the carrier and the baby. As they turn to go for the front door, they come face to face to an angry Henry with a gun.
"You ain't going nowhere bitch!"
"Henry, you need to let us go," Ryder tried to stay calm, but she was losing her patience with the drunk.
"Jenna get over here." She shakes her head. "Now!" he barks.
At the sound of his voice, Lilith starts to cry. Henry, in his drunken rage, turns his attention to the baby in Ryder's arms and points the gun ready to fire.
Jenna sees what he is about to do and grabs hold of the back of Ryder's tank top. Regardless if the baby wasn't hers, Ryder couldn't help but turn her body to protect Lilith.
Just as Henry pulls the trigger, a white light shoots throughout the room, leaving an unconscious Henry alone and no trace of anyone else ever being there.