Prophecy

A Supernatural Fanfiction

I don't own Supernatural

Prologue

Sam and Dean pulled up to the raggedy old and worn motel. They went in to see a young girl, no older than twenty at the desk. Her hair was in a messy bun on the top of her head. She wore an old tank top and sweat pants. She had headphones in her ears on an old laptop. SHe was typing and some music could be heard coming from the headphones. She looked anxious and distant, like she wasn't there in her head.

They paused when they saw a sign on the front desk stating this "Cash must be presented at time of check in." Sam looked at Dean warily.

"Dean, we don't have any cash and the car is out of gas." Sam said

Dean smiled a smirk and looked at the girl at the desk "Watch and learn Sammy."

He waltzed up to the desk and looked at the girl and cleared his throat expecting her to look up at him, but she didn't even briefly pause her avid typing.

"Excuse me miss." he said then. She didn't glance up. Sam laughed then. "Look lady!" he said sharply, irritated at Sam's chuckles. Dean snapped the laptop closed, shocking the girl and she finally glanced up at Dean. She pulled the headphones from her ears and looked at them.

"I'm so sorry!" she blabbered "Would you like a room. I must warn you we only accept cash up front."

"Yeah we were wondering about that miss…" he trailed off

"Oh! My name is Eleanor, Elly for short." she said

"Elly…" Dean said "We were wondering if we could…" he started a flirtatious face

"What is your name?" she asked "I ask first and last for the receipt."

"Uh… John Bonham*." he stats "Like I was saying before-" she cut him off

"That's not your name" she said dreamily "It's… Winchester… Dean Winchester…" she looked at Sam. "And your Sam Winchester…"

"How do you know that?" Dean asked, a scared look on his face.

"I see you, in my dreams. I know all your thoughts, all your fears. I know your past…" she trailed

Dean pulled a knife from his pocket. "You listen here, how do you know all that?" he grabbed her and put a knife to her throat

"DEAN!" a voice boomed. Appearing before them was Castiel, a furious look on his face.

"What is it Cas?!" Dean asked

"That girl is under my protection."

"And why is that?" Sam asked

"She is a prophet of the Lord. And she is my future mate." He glowered

This is a prompt. I want to see how it does. FYI all my fics are on a current hiatus.

*- Alias used in Season One and is a former drummer