Chapter 2 - Better Than Everyone Imagined
Saint stumbled into the room at the crack of dawn.
"Up and atter Boys! Food and Coffee is here!" the curtains were closed, hiding her from them.
"I'm taking a shower.. so you gotta do your business get in there now" the guys just moved and sat up.
"Alright then" She hadn't showered since the night before she raided the rich people's auction she enjoyed every bit of it.
Saint came out with her makeup all done and wearing a black leather jacket with a purple wifebeater and black skinny jeans.
"Ok winchester where are we headed today?" dean looked at her a little shocked.
"What?"
"You heard me.." she smriked and put her hands on her hips.
"Back to the bar and see if they left any of their research. Did you find anything on the bar last night?" dean seized the opportunity
"I love it when you take control" she smirked making dean roll his eyes and sam laugh.
"No I didn't find anything... you prevented that!" as she walked past dean caught a whiff of her sweet shampoo. She pissed him off sometimes.. but he couldn't help but love it.
"Lets go then!" she called.
Saint knocked at the door and walked in.
"Sorry.. but I'm back!" dean and sam couldn't help but notice her smile.
"I thought you'd never leave! Tell me how are you feeling this morning?" He smiled back her and she blushed in embarassment.
"Like hammered shit!" a small laugh escaped her lips and she got serious.
"So anyway did the other hunters leave any research of theirs?" saint asked before Sam coughed catching her attention
"Uhh speaking of other hunters this is Sam and Dean Winchester the other two sent in for the job." saint motioned at them and the shook his hand.
"Guys this is "
"Please Saint.. Call me Joe." her head snapped towards him and her smile faded.
"So it is true.. I wasn't sure it was the end of the world but thanks for clearing it up."
"Who told you that name?" she asked but the boys could tell her anger was rising and fast.
"Doesn't matter.. What your doing is a good thing" he put the rag down on the counter and reached underneath to grab something.
"My name is AJ... not Saint"she growled. She was getting pretty sick of people calling her saint she was no saint in her mind. Joe threw his hands up a folder in one side
"I see I touched a nerve... but you outta get use to that... saint." he smiled looking threw the folder. Saint went to jump for him but sam held her back shaking his head and giving her the puppy eyes. she burst out laughing making dean ad joe turn.
"Aww Sammy you know I can't say no when you look at me like that" she kept laughing and sat down.
"This is everything I found. Exact same information everytime. Had to scoop it up before the cops got here." Saint grabbed at it picking threw the papers until something caught her eye. She stood up still reading and then gazed around the room but looking back at the paper for reference. She folded the paper and walked toward the bathroom the men watching her weird behavior.
"What was this place before it bacame a bar?" she hollered from the bathroom.
"It was a house or an apartment.. we knocked down a few walls and threw a few up." he replyed. Saint hurried towards them.
"There was a murder back in 85 they found the chick in the bathroom... This guy collected alot.. His theory was that a hunter chased a demon here.. once the thing was exorcised he was on his way out when he heard a noise in the bathroom.. thinking the demon was back he fired without investigating killing a women who was scared shitless." she read through more papers.
"Thats a pretty detailed theory.. how would he have known it was a demon if this happened 25 years before he got here?" Dean challenged
"In the crime scene report they found traces of sulpher everywhere they probably thought it was a ritual of some kind. If the bathroom is on your way out why would you leave in the middle of a hunt? The girl must have seen something and sought the bathroom for refuge... she died of one gunshot to the chest and the door was kicked in. I'd say his theory is pretty solid."
"So I guess we will be back for closing then!" sam told joe giving him a nodd and walking towards the door with his brother.
"Look " Saint whispered to the gruff man. He shook his head.
"It's Joe!" she smiled and shook hers..
"Not with me.. anyway I wanted to apologize for my behavior back there.. It was childish although I would prefer you call me AJ."
"Your daddy rasied you right ya know that. And with me.. it's Saint cause wether you like it or not.. you were made to save people.. this time its just on a bigger scale." He smiled showing off the gap in his front teeth. Saint nodded.
"I never looked at it that way..." she went to walk away but stopped.
"Did you know my father?" her eyes searched his for the truth and his smiled faded slightly.
"I knew him.. Amazing hunter.. loyal friend.." He trailed off drying more glasses.
"Shitty father..." saint added waiting for his reaction.
"I don't speak ill of the deceased.. but he wasn't the best he could be.. everyone who knew him knew that.. He more or less gave up.. but you turned out better than everyone imagined."
"Sorry I don't remember you " she added on sick of talking about her father.
"Nahh you were a tot the last time I saw ya.. but now you have no excuse not to come back and visit!" he revealed his teeth again. saint waved and walked out the thought of her father weighing heavy on her mind.
"What took you so long?" dean spat out at her.
"Don't get your panties in a bunch Winchester" she spun her keys on her finger and walked towards the charger. Saint spunn and her heels smiling at dean.
"What?" he asked
"We have a few hours to waste... it won't take long to get our weapons ready.. whatta ya say we have some fun." She winked his smile fell and he swallowed awkwardly.
"Not every chick you meet wants to see you naked Dean!" sam and saint snickered as his face changed again but this time he was annoyed.
"Lets Race.. unless your afraid my baby is going to smoke yours!"
"Your charger against my Impala? You serious?" he grinned.
"I just want to see who's car is better thats all." she challenged again.
"Fine.. and we both know you want to see me naked." dean said opening the car door.
"What makes you think I haven't?" Saint laughed as she got into the car. She might as well have some fun while she was on this hunt and its not like they had something better to do.
Saint waited on the side of the road for dean. Sam wanted nothing to do with their racing and their idea of fun so Dean dropped him off at the motel. Dean pulled up a few minutes later and she walked to the drivers side of the car. She leaned up against the side of the door while dean walked over.
"What's the prize and the Rules?" he asked her.
"No Rules and whoever wins gets whatever they want and a beer, Sound good to you?" she asked her hand sticking out.
"Sounds good" he shook her hand and headed back to the impala
The cars tires squealed and shot down the highway. Saint took the lead inching the spedometer higher and higher. Dean caught up unexpectedly they raced side by side for awhile before dean took the lead. Saint reved up taking it back for alittle bit before Dean took the lead for good. It was a close race the hood of her car was only 5 feet behind the hood of the impala.
She growled at herself as they pulled over.
"your car is a beauty.. but I'll stick with mine.."
"That wasn't to bad.." his focus turned to the car...
"1967 dodge charger... where'd you get it?"
"Wasn't my first choice... but i grew to love it.. dad gave it to me." she smiled proudly
"Guess I owe you a beer.. huh!"
"And?" he flashed his trademark grin
"And whatever else you want.." her voice sounded defeat.
"Lets get back to sammy and get this hunt finished before we settle the score. Beat you there winchester!" she flashed a devilish smiled.
The two walked in together. Sam didn't look happy
"What took so long?" he asked pacing the room.
"Did you look over the pictures?" saint asked sam nodded
"I can't find anything that she would have held onto.. nothing" he ran his fingers threw his hair agitated.
"Did you read over all the reports?" she questioned alot calmer than him.
"Yes I did.."
"Well if you'd have read over his notes.. they never found the necklace she was wearing. This hunter got ahold of her sister who said there was a necklace she never.. ever took off look at the picture!" saint pointed to the picture of the girl.
"no necklace.." he muttered quietly.
"It had to off fallen between the floorboards.." Saint smirked to herself and peeked out the window
"Lets head over now.. I owe your brother a beer." saint said walking to the door.
"And?" Dean added..
"And what ever you want.." Saint rolled her eyes and waked outside with dean and sam soon behind them. Dean smiled at his brother.
The trio found a table in a back corner to observe the place.
"Three beer please!" saint called out to the barmaid who nodded and went to fill the order. The band from the other nightshowed for there gig.
"Aww man" saint sighed.
"What?" sam asked looking where she was stareing last.
"We all know waiting to start a hunt is boring... well this band sucks!" she turned irritated as the waitress brang thier drinks. The band started up with Acdc - Girls Got Rhythm. Dean realized what she was talking about."This is going to be a long night" he thought to himself.
Finally the bar shut down letting them get to work.
" is going to hate us for pulling up the floor boards!" saint yelled while pulling one after the other up.
"Do you always call people Mr or Mrs?" dean asked as another board cracked
"Yupp It's the way my father raised me.. anyone older than me is Mr. Or Mrs... Thats just the way it is" she mimicked his tone of voice and regretted telling them and for bringing up her father.
"How did you get into hunting anyway?" sam questioned.
"Uhh... I don't..."she paused something was gleaming through the dust. Saint picked it up and dusted it off.
"Guys!!! I got it.." right as saint finshed and was heading for the door it slammed in her face.
"Guys?" she called Saint turned quickly and lit the necklace on fire making it turn a bright blue. There was a bit of banging around on the other side of the door but after she lit the necklace it stopped. The door popped open and she ran out
"You guys ok?" they both sat up and nodded. Saint packed up the equipment she had and they left out for the cars. It was still dark outside considering it was still early in the morning."That hunt was way to easy" saint thought to herself. "Why would Bobby need us to hunt together?"
"You alright?" sam asked her ready to get in the passenger side.
"Yeah I'm fine.. I'll meet you guys there I have an errand to run ok!" sam just nodded and got in the car. 20 minutes passed and the boys were starting to wonder were she was.
"Beer anyone?" she called kicking the door shut and placing the paper bag on the table. They sat up
for a while talking about hunts and other things. Saint successfuly managed to avoid questions about her "Situation" and her past. Then they headed for bed.
Saint tossed and turned in her sleep and jolted awake with a gasp waking Dean up along with her.
"Son of a bitch.." she whispered
"Whats going on?" he asked sleep evident in his voice
"Nothing go back to sleep!" her voice was gentle which he found weird.
Saint threw the blankets off her and went to the door.
"Where are you going?" he asked his words some what smothered in the pillow
"For some air... Go back to sleep Winchester" she warned making him even more interested in her actions.
She closed the door behind her
"What do you want.. another status update? Yeah I met the Winchesters big deal.." she snapped Dean listened through a crack in the door. Castiel's spoke calmly to her.
"It's not your time for a while... You'll need to stay with them until your time comes." Dean guessed they were talking about her dieing.
"No!..No Cas I told you I wasn't going to get to know them.. the less we know about each other and the further we are the better... I don't know how many times I have to tell people that. If they don't know me.. and they don't like me.. they won't care about when I die or what circumstances I die under!" keeping her voice low but harsh..
"The prophet will tell them sooner or later if you do not." castiels eyes were glued to saint.
"Who chuck? HA!" she burst out laughing. "I have two colt 45's.. he won't say shit."
"The archangels are protecting him.. you will be killed for threating him!" castiel spoke as if it were the worst idea she had ever come up with. "If only he knew about my night in Tampa." she thought shielding her laughter.
"Correction!" she stated Dean's curiosty caught the best of him and he listened intently.
"It is written that I Saint shall meet my demise for the sword of micheal.. Dean Winchester eventually leading to millions of others being saved. Chuck wrote it.. and it'll happen" she raised her arms mocking the angels that told her, her fate.
"Until then I can't die. Look Cas I met the guys.. I wen on a hunt with them.. but after this I am done until Im sacrificial meat alright.. the more they know about me.. the more they like me.. the harder it'll be for us to just let go of what needs to be let go of." her pause made Dean aware that the conversation was just about over so he headed back to bed with heavy thoughts.
"Cas Just let me do my thing.. I was only told my fate a week ago.. I don't need to cooperate just yet!" Saint knew she proved a good point but the angels were just soo damn bull headed. Castiel only nodded and left while Saint headed back for the room.