Had this idea and had to write. It involves two bi girls, Anna, the Winchesters and an angel called Uncle Cassie. Yeah, fun times.
I don't own. If Kripke sees this and wants to use Salem and Lyra, please contact me and my friends Catinindyanna for their roles. Thanks! REVIEW!
Two girls stood outside of a motel room. The motel was in a smal town known as Hell, Michagan. Yes, the town was called Hell. A girl was fiddling with the lock as the other kept guard. The lockpicker was around 5'8'' and had short brownish blonde hair and bright green eyes. She wore a brown leather jacket and gray skinny jeans, her shoes were old and worn black converse. The other girl had longer red hair and brown eyes. The redhead wore jeans and a tan trenchcoat. She kept an intent watch and then turned to the other.
"Can you even pick a lock?" the redhead asked. The blonde shushed and her and kept working. "You could just zap us in there."
"I told you no mojoing up. They can find me if I do," she told the redhead. She nodded and a few minutes past.
"Are you almost done? I mean, do you ever know this is their room?" the redhead asked. She had a southern accent, like from Georgia. The other girl paid no mind to her. "Lyra. Hello, Lyra. Lyriel," the girl sing-songed. Lyriel turned to the other and pushed the door. It swung in and the girls entered.
"Told ya so, Salem. I am a master," Lyriel laughed. She was Irish, and I mean very. The other girl shot her a look and they heard the rumbling of an impala in the parking lot. They dove for a small closet, and shut the door. They heard the room's door open and two voices.
"So, another hunt over. We should call Cas," one said. The other agreed and the first spoke again. "Hey, Cas. It's us. Are you busy?" A ruffling filled the room. Lyra cursed under her breath.
"Hello Dean, Sam," a gruff voice answered. Lyra cursed again, this time Salem did as well. They knew the newcomer well.
"I thought that he couldn't find you if you didn't mojo up?" Salem hissed. Lyra covered her mouth and kept listening. The men had gone silent. Heavy footsteps echoed towards the closet. Both girls watched in horror as the doorknob turned. As the door opened, they both tumbled out. Lyra looked up at the three angry men.
"Hi," she managed to wave before Cas grabbed her. She looked at the angry angel and smiled sheepishly. "Sup, Uncle Cassie." The other two men stared at her while Salem tried not to laugh.
Lyra's POV
So thinking about it. Maybe finding the infamous Winchesters wasn't the smartest. I mean, my mom helped them, and then turned on them, but I'm fun and not evil. Weell, maybe a little, but like teenage evil, not I'm gonna kill you parents to keep you from being born evil. Anyway, Uncle Cas did not look happy.
"Lyriel, Salem, what are you doing here?" Cas said. He let me go and I stepped back to join Salem. She grabbed my right hand and squeezed it. I smiled at her and then my uncle.
"Well, I can tell you we weren't kissing," Castiel raised an eyebrow, "Well, we haven't been yet, but if you want we can," I turned to Salem and kissed her. Sam looked slightly shocked and Dean's eyes bugged out of his head.
"Great, so we have two lesbo stalkers," Dean said. I glared at him. Salem did as well. Cas looked between us and laughed.
"No, I'm bi. I would kiss you, but-," I shuddered at the thought. It was wrong on so many levels. "Never mind, Cas, umm, I kinda got myself in a bit of a pickle. So angels wanna give me a beating." Cas shook his head and looked at me. "What!? I didn't start it this time. It's not my fault."
"So, you have other people to watch. I'm sorry we call you so often," Sam said. I clapped a hand over my mouth and Salem looked like she was about to pee. "What?" Sam asked. Cas looked like he was about to laugh as well.
"Did we miss something?" Dean asked. I nodded and Salem patted my back. Cas looked between Dean and I and back. Salem did the same. "Never mind, let's figure out who you are. I'm Dean Winchester and this is my brother Sam." I nodded again.
"I'm Salem Adams. The incredibly weird chick next to me is my girlfriend Lyriel or Lyra. That's her Uncle Cas. Oh, and I love the Supernatural books," Salem introduced. I glared at her and Cas looked weirded out. The Winchesters did as well.
"Love ya too, sweetie," I shot at her. She smiled and I looked at the Winchesters.
"So, Lyra, got a last name? And who is your parents?" Sam asked. I smiled and looked at Cas. He nodded slowly and I looked at the boys.
"I'm nephilim. My mother was an angel, my father is human," I said slowly.
"I thought nephilim were extinct," Sam said. Cas nodded and looked at me.
"They were. Until about 5 years ago," I told them.
"Okay, so wait, you look like your fourteen," Dean said. I nodded.
"My mother was called Anna." Both Winchesters stared at me.
"I'm sorry about your mother. What about your father? Wouldn't you have his last name?" Sam asked. I rolled my eyes and finished. I started by turning to Dean.
"Winchester. My last name is Winchester."