Chapter One the News
Lindsay
I woke up and noticed a new kind of strength rushing through my body. I heard a familiar engine coming down the driveway of my home. I jumped out of bed and grabbed a tight skinny blue jean and a nice blue tank top with "Bobby's Auto salvage" written in white across my chest. I went to my dresser and pulled a comb through my hair. I noticed that my blues eyes looked brighter than before, but I brushed it off and went down stairs in my bare feet and into the kitchen. "Dad what do you want for breakfast?" I called out to him. "I don't know anything, just make enough for the two idjots and us ok?" he called back from his study. "Roger, dad." I replied pulling out some eggs and bacon from the fridge.
The door opened and there was some low murmurs coming from the front. Someone wrapped their arms around me from behind. "You know it's been a long time since me and Sammy have had a home cooked meal." Dean said into my ear. A smile appeared across my face. "I bet it has, how about this; if I ever come on a hunt with you two I'll cook for the three of us, ok?" I asked turning my head to look at him. "You got a deal." Dean said giving me a quick peck on the cheek. When Dean left Sam came in and smiled. "Well look at you. You grew since the last time we were here." He said. I laughed. "And that was what two years ago? Before the whole end of the world thing?" I asked. He chuckled. "Come here and give me a hug!" I demanded. He smiled and pulled me into his arms.
When we pulled away I stepped over to the shelf and pulled out four plates, cups, and forks. "Go grab your brother and set the table." I told him turning back to the eggs and bacon on the stove top. Sam left and when he came back with Dean I had the food already on the plates, they each took two and went into the dining room; I grabbed the orange juice and placed it on the counter and went to grab my father from his study. "Come on dad breakfast is ready, the boys have set the table, and we're just waiting for you now." "Cas is coming too." He told me. "You should have told me, I would have gone to the store to grab more bacon and eggs." I said while I tried to think of something to feed Cas. "Why you know Angels don't eat anything" "it's for his vessel, dad." I told him rolling my eyes at him. I walk around him and push him away from his desk and towards the dining room, where the boys are stuffing their faces.
"Nice, couldn't wait for us?" I asked raising an eyebrow at them. I rolled my eyes when they looked at me confused and closed my eyes. "Castile, Come to breakfast." I prayed. I heard a fluttering of wings and I opened my eyes again, there was Cas standing before us. "I thought I was coming after you all have eaten." He said. I shook my head and went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass, walking back into the dining room Cas was sitting in a chair. I poured him a glass of juice knowing that he would decline any food that I would have offered, but I knew he would drink the juice that I put in front of him.
Dean
Lindsay has grown in the last two years, and she's a great cook! I looked her body over; her willow frame has grown into a very pleasing shapely body. Her hips are wide and they sway when she walks. She has a slim waist but it's well toned by years of working on cars and possible some solo hunting assignments. Her B cup bra was replaced with a generous C cup one, her lips are full and bow shaped, that just scream to be kissed. High cheek bones leads up to her sparkling blue eyes that have always been able to entrap me, her brown bangs frame her beautiful face with a nice color that complements her skin tone beautifully.
When she left the room again Sam hit my arm. "Ouch. What was that for?" I asked him rubbing my arm. "You know exactly what that was for. That is Bobby's daughter. He will not hesitate to harm you if he catches you looking at her like that again." Sam said quietly. "Relax Sammy. I'm not going to touch her, I was just admiring her beauty." I said shrugging it off. "You were checking her out and you know it." He said then he returned to eating his breakfast. Cas sipped at his orange juice beside me. He put his glass down and turned to us. "Lindsay is very appealing in the physical way but it is not what God made her look like on the outside that shows her true self, it's what he put in her soul that truly is herself." He said.
Lindsay came back and sat down on the other side of Sam. She pulls her food towards her and eats. She has the same amount as me and Sam. I have never seen a girl pack so much food away. Once the food as done Lindsay picks up all the dishes and we all walk into the study, Cas fallowed behind pushing Bobby along. "Now there's something you both need to know while Cas goes and talks to Lin. But before that happens Cas will close the door so that we are separated and safe from what's about to happen." Bobby said. He nodded to Cas. He nodded back and left the room closing the door behind him tightly. I looked over at Sam, who had the same look on his face as I did.
Sam
"Bobby, what's going on? Is Lindsay ok?" I asked a little more than just worried for my childhood friend. "Yes, she's going to be just fine. What going on is that Lindsay is Gabriel. You know Michel's twin sister" Bobby told us. "So, what you're saying is, Lindsay is a weapon of mass destruction?" Dean asked. "No but she can take Michel's Place in beating Lucifer, which means the demons will be looking for her to kill her. So I want you two to look after her. She's not safe here anymore." Bobby said. I shared another look with Dean.
Lindsay
I heard the door open then close again. "Lindsay. It's time for you to meet your fate. Come forth Gabriel." Cas said from behind me. The room went fuzzy and everything went black. A voice appeared in my head "Do not be afraid of me, Lindsay Singers. For I am you and you are me, my name is Gabriel." "Gabriel? As in Michel's twin sister?" "Yes." Then her voice disappeared, but her presents stayed with me. The room came back into view and I was on the floor. Sam, Dean, Castile and my father were all looming over me. "What the hell was that about?" I asked.