I had gotten the call from Bobby two days ago. I was a hunter and he was like a . . .uncle to me, calling me and asking me to help the infamous Winchesters.
Everyone knew that Dean had been raised from Hell, but that's all they knew so here I was, making my way to the brothers who were currently in Phoenix.
When I found them, Sam and Dean both just stared at me.
"I'm Sherrie, the hunter Bobby sent, told me something serious was going down and he wanted me to help. I'm the best hunter, after you two of course," I told them.
"And modest," Dean snuffed.
"I'm not modest, it's just what I've been told. So, what's the something serious?" I asked.
"You know that I got-"
"Pulled out of Hell? Yeah," I cut Dean off.
"Yeah, well, getting pulled out of Hell by an angel apparently broke the first of the 66 seals," Dean told me.
"The 66 seals? What's that? Some show at Sea World?"
"Ha, funny. No, there are 66 seals that need to be broken to free Lucifer from the cage and I broke the first of them, bringing on the apocalypse," Dean explained to me.
"Okay, first of all, the apocalypse? Are you kidding? And second, Lucifer? Lucifer as in Satan, the guy with the horns?" I raised my eyebrow and started laughing. "You expect me to believe that? Lucifer isn't real, angels aren't real, none of the bible is real."
"I didn't believe any of it either until I met Castiel . . .err, the angel that raised Dean," Sam spoke up.
I looked past Dean to Sam, taking in his dark, shoulder-length hair and good looks, and crossed my arms.
"So, you're buying into this too? You don't think Castiel could be some schizo pretending to be an angel?"
"When you see the guy show you his wings, it kind of convinces you," Dean said, shortly.
"Dean, you know what we have to do. We need to get Castiel to prove it," Sam told his brother.
"You mentioned my name? You need me to prove something?" A deep, gravely voice said from behind me and I spun round, letting out a squeak.
"Where the hell did you just come from?"
"I came from heaven. What do you need me to prove, Sam?"
"This is Sherrie, she is a hunter sent to help us with the err-with the apocalypse. It's a bit hard though when she doesn't believe it, doesn't believe in angels or Lucifer," Sam told to 'supposed' angel.
Every time Lucifer was mentioned, I felt something inside me that I couldn't describe or explain.
"So you would like me to prove that angels exist and the apocalypse is going to happen?"
"Yeah, something like that," Dean said.
Castiel didn't say anything but a bright light filled the room and dark shadows in the shape of wings spread out on the wall behind him.
I took a step back and gasped. "It's true, you're . . .you're an-but I thought angels had fluffy wings, halos, you know, that type of thing."
"Read the bible. Angels are warriors of god. I'm a soldier," Castiel told me.
"Okay, so you're real and-and-"
"And you'll have to start fighting you fair share of demons if you're going to hunt with us. We'll teach you how to exorcise them, the devil's trap and everything else you need to know," Dean said.
Castiel stopped looking from Dean to Sam and focused on me, tilting his head to the side and frowning. "You have a dark side."
"A dark side? What's that supposed to mean? You're pretty prejudiced for an angel. Yeah, so I have tattoos and like heavy metal music and know who Charlie Manson is but that don't mean I have a 'dark side'," I rolled my eyes.
"I am just telling you what you already know."
"I seriously don't know what you are talking about," I shook my head confused.
"Castiel, ease up on her a bit, yeah? She just got here and just learnt about the apocalypse and angels and demons and Lucifer," Dean said to Castiel and that unknown feeling stirred inside me again.
"Listen guys, I'm going to go out to the vending machine and get a drink, do you want anything?"
"No, we're good," Sam smiled at me and I walked out of the motel door.
"You know the seals cannot be broken and that Lucifer cannot be freed and you also know why, but now there is another reason why Lucifer must be kept in the cage," Castiel told Sam and Dean sternly.
"Oh yay, more good news," Dean said sarcastically.
"I do not understand your definition of good news."
"Castiel, what's the other reason?" Sam asked.
"The girl that just left this room is Lucifer's true mate, just as Sam is Lucifer's true vessel. If he should be freed and they should meet, then they will unite and the bond will be too strong that nothing will be able to break it. She will take her place by his side and together they shall rule. Lucifer ruling alone will be dangerous and tragic but with another beside him . . ." Castiel explained. "You need to stop this from happening. Now. And you must keep her away from demons as much as possible."
Sam and Dean looked at each other and both groaned, internally.
Great! As if they didn't have enough on their plates!