„Good night, Sammy." Mary gave her son a kiss on the forehead, pulled the blankets up and left the room. She was relieved that the day was about to end, as it was quite stressful and she had had a bad feeling all day long. She walked back down again to continue talking to her guest. He went with her to school and was now teacher at same.
"Ah, Mary, we didn't see you coming back down again!" He turned around, the seemingly glowing, yellow eyes glued to hers. "I was just about to leave!"
"What? Already? Please, Azazel, stay! I was so glad when you visited!" Mary was disappointed to see her old classmate shake his head. They didn't really get along that well in school, but still, everything that reminded her of her times at school was welcomed happily. She gave everything up when she met John, who wasn't the type to understand her past life.
On the other hand she was a bit relieved about Azazels leaving. She was tired and watching over the conversation so that they wouldn't say something that could blow the whole secret was even more exhausting.
"Before I go… May I use the toilet? If you don't mind." Mary nodded and pointed at the direction. As Azazel disappeared, she sat down, sighing and rubbing her temples.
"Mary, is everything okay?" John was a bit worried, but she nodded and smiled. "Yeah, the last week was a bit too much. With all of the crying Sammy does at night and Dean's broken leg. Just need some rest." He returned the smile. "Just don't overdo it."
The mother felt the need to sigh. She would have to tell him soon. Some day Dean would start to use his powers and then she would have to explain it. So better sooner than later, right? Even if she didn't know how he would react.
As Azazel didn't come back after five minutes Mary started to get nervous. Normally it wouldn't have bothered her, but this strange feeling she had earlier returned and when her youngest son started to cry upstairs she went straight ahead.
John shook his head over his wife's strange behaviour. Sometimes there was something about her that he couldn't quite understand. Something mysterious and he liked that. But then there were times like this, where she was nervous and stressed out. Mostly because of the kids but there were incidents when John would say something about supernatural beings that he heard about and she would jump a little and deny their existence, even if he hadn't even claimed they would exist.
Deep in his thoughts he was about to walk to the living room, when loud noises and Mary's angry voice came from upstairs. Suddenly there was a blood curdling scream, a flash of green light and then silence. John turned around, sprinted the steps up to Sam's room and stopped in his tracks at the sight.
Hello!
Welcome to my new story! And my first crossover! Yay :D
This is going to be so much fun to write! I already have the plot written down and everything is planned! *excited*
I hope I didn't make too much mistakes ^-^
I will love you for comments so please be nice! x3