Little time had passed, but it felt like ages. "Explain this again?" Dean asked, which caused Allyson to sigh with frustration. "I can't see them, not exactly. I hear them, feel them. It's hard to see them." Dean looked to the invisible void which Cas stood. It was an invisible void to Allyson, because she couldn't see him. She could only hear him, feel him—because that totally made sense.
"So, what? You are disabled or something?" She snorted at Dean's half-witted response.
"I wish, darlin'. Now, look—it's early. Let me do ya'll a favor and cook ya'll breakfast." She tried her best to smile, but she had heard plenty of the Winchester brothers, and she knew all too well that in their 'line of work' that they weren't given home cooked meals in a long while.
"That's unnecessary," was what Cas had to say. This made Allyson roll her eyes.
"Oh please Castiel, you should know by now that I cook breakfast every morning. This morning is no exception." She stood up without another word, and left the Winchesters by themselves with the seemingly invisible Cas.
"Cas, did any of that make sense to you?"
"It makes sense to me only because it was how she was created. She isn't meant to be like you, but she's on her way to being just that."
"And what is that exactly?" Tensions between Castiel and Dean were high, but neither of them thought that a girl who was blind to the supernatural creatures she tended after would make it worse.
"She's becoming more…what's the word? She's becoming more—"
"Like a hunter, like one of us." Sam interjected.
"Yes, I suppose that is fitting to her situation."
"But, why is she blind to angels and demons in the first place?"
"It's a precaution, she's slightly invisible to us as well. She's harder to find, and she's harder to deal with." How much trouble could a twenty-six year old girl cause a bunch of angels? That thought ran through both the Winchesters, as they would think that a twenty-six year old would have nothing on these ancient beings.
"She's quite unpredictable, and she's becoming stronger. Things in heaven aren't getting any better, especially now that Allyson has been discovered." They remained silent as Castiel couldn't speak anymore of the situation at hand, and the brothers needed time to process, to think. Dean was struggling with the processing part of the situation when he heard Allyson humming a tune from the kitchen.
"Does she always hum when she cooks?" He asked, almost out of annoyance, but more out of curiosity.
"I suppose she does, yes." Was the angels reply. It wasn't much time that had passed then when they heard a whistle from the kitchen, and the sounds of ceramic plates clanking together.
"Breakfast! Come get it before I eat it all myself!" Allyson shouted, causing the boys to rush into the kitchen, their noses soon filled with the aroma of her cooking.
"What all did you cook?" Sam asked, chuckling lightly.
"Pancakes, Belgian Waffles—I wasn't sure which ya'll preferred. Bacon, eggs, sausage and of course hash browns." She filled up all the plates with a bit of everything, and soon enough the boys started to chow down.
"Now, I need to shower, I can suspect you two won't get into any sort of trouble while I'm away." They looked at her as if she was crazy, because she was acting like their mother, not someone they were trying so desperately to figure out.
"Look, this house is special—and ridden with things that go bump in the night. I know all about you and you're antics, so please, for the love of all things good, keep it together until I can come take care of things myself."
This seemed like a tall order to them, but they partially wanted to see how she managed to get rid of the things that go bump in the night.
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It took her at least thirty minutes to shower, dress, and do herself up like she would on any normal day. When she came downstairs, she noticed another invisible presence. It was obvious that someone other than Castiel and the two Winchester boys were there, simply because the brothers were whispering in harsh, hushed tones.
"Another demon, don't worry about it—I'll take care of it." She could hear the snickering from the demon at hand, and she just rolled her eyes.
"You know, for a girl who can't see what she's dealing with, I'm surprised to see you rollin' your eyes when it just so happens to laugh." Dean was the one who said this to her, but she shook it off.
"I know when something unwelcome is in my presence, and they know that I am aware. I'll deal with it, don't mess with him before I get my chance." She was stern, something Dean didn't appreciate.
"I can tell you don't like me very much right now," She started.
"But I could care less, I didn't ask for your help, you came looking for me on your own terms. I'm just doing what I'm told." Sam shook his head, and looked up to the girl.
"And what is it exactly that you're being told?"
"If you're so curious, why don't you ask the angel yourself? Surely, he could provide better answers. As for the rest of things I have prior engagements, so I must be leaving." She left without another word, but the boys followed her just as the demon did. They could almost hear her talking, and they could definitely hear and see the reactions from the demon afoot.
"She's getting a rise outta him," Sam whispered. It was obvious, but soon things took a quick turn for the worst.
"I dare you, go ahead, try it." She turned briskly, as if to face the brothers, but instead her eyes were dead set on the demon. He grabbed her by the throat and once his hand touched her skin he reacted violently. It was as if her skin was coated in holy water, because he wanted to repel like a bug; only she took ahold of his grip against her neck with a grit teeth snarl as he stared at her.
"You piece of shit, now you know. And now you'll—"
"Stop, Allyson. He's the least of your worries. Don't waste your energy on him." With a growl she released him, and the demon wen track from which it came.
"What in sam's hell—" Dean stared at the previously innocent girl with the utmost curiosity, and a new sense of fear.
"Chick, what are you?" He asked without thinking. She only laughed and replied, "I wish I knew."
Authors' Note: Hi everyone! This is Freya, the author and creator of Shudder! I'm sorry for the long wait on this chapter, but I was just trying to see how wide my audience would be based on the first chapter! I hope you're enjoying this fan fiction so far, and if you are please don't hesitate to leave comments or a review! The more feedback I get, the sooner I'll update!
Xoxo, Freya.