"I'll have the bacon burger with a side of fries. My brother here will have a coffee"
"No problem"
"Thanks Sweetheart" says Dean while turning over the page of the newspaper to the obituaries while licking his lips, as they always seem to get dry after a long car ride. Dean stares at his brother Sam intently but Sam's eyes are glued to the computer. Dean looks around the practically empty diner, he was puzzled to see the lack of customers except for one maybe college girl reading a novel called East of Eden and an old man staring at his fruit cake with sad eyes while lightly scraping at the plate with his fork.
"Sammy, Explain to me why we drove all the way to Canada for a case. You haven't even told me what it's about yet." Sam looks up from his computer and looks at Dean with a "give me a second" look and continues to type away. After what seemed like hours to Dean, Sam closes his laptop and takes a sip of his newly arrived coffee.
"I'm not exactly sure yet but I know something in this town is not right. Completely random deaths all in the past week, fires, falling trees, electrical failures-" Sam can't finish his sentence as Dean puts his finger in the air to stop him.
"One sec, gotta take a leak" Dean gets up and heads to the bathroom. He looks outside to see a dark cloud covering the diner, which seems to have appeared in literally seconds. He must have been looking too long as he crashes into the college girl who was getting up from her table still with her face glued to her book.
"Oh god sorry. Always so clumsy when I'm into a book" The girl looks up at Dean with big blue shy eyes that catch him off guard. He coughs to cover up his stalling.
"No problem. As long as it's a good one"
"Not to judge you on first glance, but it seems that a "good one" for you is a car or maxim magazine. "
"You judge well my friend" The girl gives a quick laugh that makes Dean smile. She nods her head as a goodbye and makes her way to the front of the diner to order a coffee to go. Dean gives one more look back and makes his way to the bathroom.
Sam stares deep into his coffee, he can almost see his dad reflecting back in the warm liquid. It's been weeks since John even left them a message making it unclear if he was even alive. Sam sighs, full well knowing this feeling and that they just have to keep distracted. Sam chugs the now lukewarm coffee and starts to open his computer to do more research. Suddenly the lights start to flicker and the smell of rotten eggs begins to brush his nostrils.
"Damn" Sam looks around to see just the girl and the old man left in the diner. The girl is just about to leave when the door slams shut and the old man with unimaginable force pulls her back. Sam shoots up while pulling his gun out of his bag. He is only a few feet away when the "old man" throws him across the room.
" . .My. You have been making this difficult for us. Now you are hanging out in a diner filled with hunters…" The old man says with disgust abundant in his voice still clinging on to Emily but not causing too much harm. A knock in the head with a chair surprises the demon as Dean tries to grab Emily from the demon's grasp.
"What the HELL is going on!" Emily yells as she attempts to follow Dean out of the diner trying not to trip on her shoelace that came undone in her brawl with the old man hulk. When they are in the clear, she looks around for the other man she saw with him but doesn't see him outside.
"Wait, your friend! He's still inside!" Emily attempts to run back in, but Dean holds her back by pulling at her shoulder.
"Are you crazy? He is obviously targeting you! You are not going back in there. I'll get my brother!" Dean runs back in as Emily contemplates her situation. She came to Athens just a week prior and was having the worst of times. It seemed as though death was following her the whole week and what was that old man with possible rabies saying? He knew her name and what are hunters? Emily shivered at the thought of his blank black eyes that seemed darker than the night. A loud crash brings her attention to the extremely handsome boys in plaid running out of the diner, which seemed to now be on fire. Emily looked down at her leggings, Black Keys shirt and converse and felt out of place compared to these lumberjack models. The shorter one grabbed her by the hand and started pulling her towards the parking lot. Still in shock, it took awhile for Emily to realize that he was leading her to a slick black car, which the tall one was getting into the passenger seat.
"Woah, Woah. I'm not getting into a stranger's car, you learn that shit in elementary school." Emily backs away slowly as Dean turns to her with pleading eyes. It's hard for her not to notice his long eyelashes that framed his eyes so perfectly. "Shouldn't we be calling the cops or something? Somebody needs to bring that old man to a psychiatric ward asap".
"We don't have enough time to explain the whole shabang but all you need to know right now sweetheart, is that you are in trouble and we are the only guys who can help you. We can explain everything when we get somewhere safe." Dean puts out his hand as the sound of breaking glass erupts from the diner. Emily grabs his hand hastily getting prepared for her untimely death as she just walked into a kidnapping all your teachers warn you about, but she had no other choice and she felt instinctively that she could trust him. She takes his hand and he leads her to the back of the car as he hops into the drivers seat. He starts the engine and pulls out of the diner with Sam fidgeting beside him as he flips through dad's book.