Contagious Chemistry

"If I could have a minute please,

then I'll bring you to your knees.

This contagious chemistry is killing me.

Oh you'll never dissapear,

until I give permission dear.

'Cause you're always gonna, always be knee deep.

So please."

-You Me At Six- Contagious Chemistry

'Ok class, that's a wrap. See you on Monday- and don't forget your essays on Necromancy and their origins! Yes, that means you too Gerrard! No homework, detention. You know the rules mister.'

Lorran Faulks was sat at her desk now, straightening out her papers to be marked on witch burnings in the 17th century. Lorran had always been fascinated from a very young age about the supernatural- angels and demons in particular, and her interest soon turned into a line of work teaching Angelology and Demonology at the local community college. Sure, night classes could get... annoying at times. She could be home, snuggled under a duvet and a horror film on the TV, a nice cup of hot chocolate at hand.

She sighed now, running a hand through her long deep ebony hair, dark blue eyes fixed on the paper in front of her, the lights low, making her feel sleepy. Lorran groaned, then picked up a pen, lowering it to the students paper and scribbling out a word.

Silly girl... they didn't have Ipods in the 17th century.

Lorran felt her dark sapphire eyes close for a second as she put her face in her hands, dropping the pen onto Chris Gores paper, then groaned- she had been working way too hard lately, and it was catching up to her.

She got up now, the hard wooden chair scraping on the floor as she did so, then headed into the corridor, hearing her high heeled boots clack loudly against the stone floor as she walked to the cafeteria, stopping in front of a half beaten vending machine and put a bit of money in, watching her Twix move towards the front, then stop dead before it dropped.

Lorran scowled, then hit the machine hard, going in a growl. 'Give me my candy then you bastard!' She hit it again, and the lights in the cafeteria flickered for a second. Lorran frowned, then turned, her eyes sweeping the rows of tables- there was no one there, so she reached behind the annoying vending machine and switched it off so the alarm didn't blare, then kicked the damn thing a few times til her Twix fell down into the tray.

She sighed, then bent down to claim her hard won prize- someone seriously needed to sort these things out before the glass was smashed and hello hyper students at lunch.

Lorran walked back to her classroom now, biting into the biscuit, caramel and chocolate bar- it tasted so much better knowing she had worked for it.

She yawned now, throwing the wrapper into the bin, and yawned, rumpling up her hair. But Lorran stopped dead outside the door as she heard a clattering coming from inside. She frowned, then slowly walked to the doorway, peering in.

Lorran saw a man in her classroom, going through her draws, growling under his breath. She gasped quietly, then backed off, tripping a little, causing her shoes to clack loudly. The man turned... and she saw pure black eyes.

She just ran down the corridor, heading for the exit- what the hell was that... thing-? It looked like a... it couldn't be... they weren't real-? Lorran hid behind a corner now, her heart in her mouth, chest heaving and eyes wide. Then she heard footsteps coming towards her and backed away, hitting something both soft and solid. She was just about to scream, when a hand was clamped over her mouth, silencing her instantly.

Lorran saw that it was another man now, a pretty tall and well built one at that. While one hand was over her mouth, the other had a shotgun. He removed his hand now, then raised a finger to his lips. She nodded, then he moved off around the corner, raising the gun.

Lorran was in a state of shock- was he police or something-? He exuded an air of being pissed off more than anything. She flinched when she heard shots fired, then another; it sounded like he wasn't alone.

A figure came around the corner now, then said in concern to her. 'Are you ok?' Lorran nodded, then the man with short dark brown hair suddenly looked around and hurried back down the corridor, and Lorran looked around to see the tall man from before slamming the guy from her classroom into the wall by his jacket, then backed quickly and shot him. What made Lorran ever more scared, was when a jet of smoke as black as her hair erupt out of the man, then he crashed to the floor.

Lorran jolted away now, then screamed, running for the exit, but the tall one grabbed her and pushed her against the wall. Not for long, as the other scowled and hissed. 'Let her go now!'

The tall one let her go and turned away, heading back towards the cafeteria.

Lorran shook her head, then said to the other man in a scared voice. 'Please do-don't hurt me-!' He sighed, then said. 'Hey, we're the good guys ok? What's your name?'

'Lorran.'

'Ok Lorran, just go home and forget this happened ok?'

She frowned now, then asked. 'What was that thing-?' The man sighed. 'A demon.'

Ok. What the hell-?

'Demon-? They're real-?'

The man nodded, then said. 'Mmhmm. Us two- me and my brother, we hunt them.' Lorran chuckled weakly. 'I'm a professor in Angelology and Demonology.'

He chuckled now, then said in amusement. 'Now you've met the real thing. Sneaky little bastards some of them are as well.' Lorran just stared as he walked off towards the body, then heard a frustrated banging from the cafeteria- no doubt the "other brother" was trying to use the vending machine.

She walked into the cafeteria to see him scowling at the thing, then she sighed and walked over, saying. 'Hang on-' then smacked it in the correct place, making the item he wanted fall down.

'Cheers.' he said in a low voice, then turned away and walked back to his brother.

Lorran walked back to the pair, not knowing why. But she watched the tall one walk into her classroom and she followed. The shorter one was chuckling through her studies, then picked it up and dropped it into the bin. 'All wrong love. Sorry.'

Lorran scowled, the retrieved it and said in defiance. 'Oh yeah?' He nodded, then lent back, rumpling up his hair and said nonchalantly. 'You wanna see real demons? You just met one.'

She shook her head. 'Angels and demons don't exist!'

The tall one snorted now as he sat on one of the tables. 'Oh yes they are. I assure you Lorran.' She scowled. 'Whoever you are-'

'Sam.'

'Sam. What the hell are you both talking about? These are myths and legends! There are no evidence supporting the matter of their existence.'

Sam raised an eyebrow now, then smirked. He cocked his head and said to his brother. 'Oh Dean-?'

'What are you suggesting? Take her on a hunt for the fun of it?'

'Couldn't have phrased it better.'

Lorran just stared now. What did they mean-?

A hunt-?

Ok, with the end of Broken Man in sight, hello new soulless Sammy fic! Tooootally different, yet still the same, dark, sexy and upbet edge to it! Hope you like! Reviews much loved! X Nic