Chapter 2-
I woke with a startle. I looked around my bedroom to find that Jimmy was no where to be found. I can't say that it was all too surprising. I looked at my alarm clock.
"Shit," I looked on my night stand and grabbed my phone. I dialed Matt's number as I curled my knees to my chest. Matt picked up his phone with a gruff hello. "Matt?"
"Yes?" He huskily replied.
"Are you okay? What's wrong?" I asked. He sounded like shit.
"Yeah, I'm just swamped. Where are you at?" I could hear the clatter of dishes hitting one another; it was the sound of a tray full of plates being brought to a customer.
"I'm at home; I'm really sorry Matt. I didn't know my alarm went off, and just…a lot of things happened last night," I bit my lip. The clatter of glasses was silenced. I could hear cars going by. "Matt?"
"Yeah, I'm here." I could hear him take in a deep breath. I nervously tugged at my toes.
"Are you mad?" I sheepishly asked.
"No, I was just worried. Are you coming in today?" I imagined him rubbing his forehead in a fit of frustration, and him giving me the probing older brother look.
"Yeah, I can come in. Hell maybe I'll even tell you about last night." I smiled. He grunted an agreement that sounded more like a noise that would come from an angry child than one from a grown man. I hung up the phone whilst flipping the covers off of myself. I haphazardly got dressed in my work attire. I snatched my keys off my dresser and headed for my car.
Just as I pulled into my parking spot I caught sight of Jimmy, sitting in a black '67 impala with his partner just out of eyeshot. I got out of my car and walked over. I smiled and lightly tapped on the window. Jimmy jumped.
"Howdy there stranger." I smiled. He looked at me with a forged smile on his face.
"Hey…you?" He stretched out the words.
"What, did you forget my name?" I laughed; he didn't seem quite so amused. His partner Robert leaned forward to look at me.
"Get in the car, now." Robert commanded. His harsh comment sent me back.
"Did I do something Robert?" I gave him an innocent look as he stepped out of the car. He had an angry look strewn across his face. He walked toward me, he looked aggressive and pissed. I took a step back. "Did I do something?" I asked again. Jimmy got out of the car as well. They both started toward me, something inside me feared what was going to happen. I turned, and without any thought I ran. I ran as fast as I could into the tavern where Matt was catering to customers at the bar. I jumped over the bar and landed almost in Matt's lap. I huddled near the ground close to his feet. He looked down at me with a look of worry in his eyes.
"What in the hell are you doing?" he whispered frantically.
"Jimmy and Robert were chasing me. I have no idea why, and they wanted me to get into their car, and I just ran and I wasn't thinking and I don't know what to do Matt, please just help me." I frantically tried to hide. Matt walked with me. He grabbed me as we entered the back room and looked me in the eye.
"What did you do Et?" Worry covered his face. I looked down. "What did you do Et?" he shook me, his voice grew louder. I looked up at him.
"I don't know! Last night Jimmy and I were having a great time, and now he's trying to catch me. I honestly have no idea why they're after me!" I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Jimmy and Robert busted through the door.
"Step away from her." Robert commanded, both he and Jimmy had guns in their hands. Matt looked at them.
"No." For the first time I saw something that I never thought I would in Matt's eyes. Hate. Matt stood in front of me guarding me with his body. Robert and Jimmy stepped forward.
"Move!" Jimmy yelled, Robert pointed his gun at Matt. Matt stood, still determined to protect me. I grabbed onto Matt's shirt. I gently tugged on it.
"Matt, maybe I should go with them." I timidly looked around his shoulder. Robert pointed his gun at me.
"No." Matt grunted. Robert took a step closer. Mat stiffened and jutted his chest out in a protective manner.
"Dean, it attacked again." A man who had appeared spoke out. I didn't see him enter; I was more concerned with the gun pointed at my face. I looked at him. He had a worn khaki, calf length trench coat on. His tie was backward and he looked like he hadn't shaved in over a week. He looked at me. I hid behind Matt. "What are you doing?" he asked as he looked at Jimmy and Robert.
"We're hunting Cas." Jimmy shouted as the one he named as Cas stepped toward me. Matt looked at the man and then relaxed.
"Castiel?" Matt asked. The man looked at Matt. A perplexed look riddled his features.
"Mathieu?" The man asked. Matt smiled warmly. He stepped forward and the two hugged.
"Castiel, I thought I'd never see you again." Matt chimed. Jimmy and Robert looked as confused as I was.
"Cas what is going on?" Jimmy asked. Cas looked at him.
"This is one of my brothers Dean." Cas looked at Jimmy.
"Who's Dean?" I looked at them both. "Matt what's going on?!" I pulled on Matt's shirt. He turned around and smiled at me.
"Castiel, this is my 'sister' Et." He smiled and pulled me to his front. I grasped tight on to Matt's arm. Castiel looked at me.
"Hello." He stated, from what I could tell he didn't speak normally, he seemed to be void of emotions (or something along those lines). He stepped toward Jimmy and Robert. Jimmy put his gun in his pants.
"Cas, what do you mean 'she's not the one were hunting'?" Jimmy asked. Robert cautiously put his gun away. Cas looked at the two.
"You're hunting a Ghoul, Dean. She is not a Ghoul." Cas looked at Jimmy.
"Wait, you thought I was a what, Jimmy?" I asked angrily. Jimmy looked at me with some sort of sympathy. Cas looked at me.
"Jimmy? Who is Jimmy?" Cas looked at us both. Jimmy sighed.
"I'm Jimmy, Cas. I was supposed to be undercover." Jimmy looked at Cas. Cas cocked his head to the left.
"Oh," Cas said plainly. "Well then, are you done being undercover, or should I call you Jimmy?" He looked at Jimmy and narrowed his eyes.
"Dean, Cas." He gave Cas a dirty look. Cas looked at Matt.
"So, your real name is Dean?" I piped up from behind Matt's arms. I huddled back into Matt after he looked at me. He sighed.
"Yeah, my real name is Dean Winchester, and this is my brother Sam." He gestured to his brother.
"Oh," I whispered. I looked down. Matt hugged me tightly. Suddenly something crashed through the dock door. Crates and boxes that had been stacked high to the ceiling were now scattered along the ground. Dean and Sam grabbed their guns.
"What in the hell was that?" Dean spouted. Cas looked at the pile of crates.
"It's the ghoul." Cas said. Dean and Sam edged toward the pile. A loud shriek came from beneath it. The two jumped back. A small figure emerged from under the crates. I realized who it was.
"Lilah?" I shrieked. She moved forward. Dean looked at me.
"Lilah?" He repeated. I nodded. "You mean like the mayors daughter, Lilah?" He shouted. I nodded again. He pointed his gun at her head. I jumped toward him.
"You can't hurt her!" I yelled. Dean looked at me with a weird look.
"What do you mean I can't hurt her?" He yelled. He looked at me out of the corner of his eye. I rushed to his side.
"She's not normal Dean," I grabbed his shirt. "Dean, please…just let her go." I pleaded. Matt and Cas looked over at me. Dean looked at me with an awkward gaze.
"You don't say that she's not normal!" He snapped. I sarcastically looked at him.
"She's not just what ever you said she is Dean, she's odd. She's different." I pleaded to him. He lowered his gun a fraction.
"What do you say we do then?" He looked at me. I shrugged. We both looked at her.
"Funny you figured me out girl. I can't wait to eat you; the smart ones always taste the best," She gave a sly smirk before darting toward Dean. I jumped in front of him to deflect her. She hit me like a car. She knocked me backward onto the floor. She tried pinning my arms down to the ground. I grabbed her arms and broke them. She wailed and screamed out in pain. I flipped her off of me and sat on her. "Get off of me girl!" she spat. I laughed.
"Play nicely and I will," I hit her jaw and knocked her teeth together. I could feel she bit her tongue. She hissed and tried kicking. "Kick all you want, I'm not letting go." I retorted. Dean rushed over to me. Sam held her legs down and dean got me off of her.
"Are you insane?" Dean whispered he held my arms. I gave him a cautious look. Sam called over to him. He went to his brother's side and tied the girl up. Sam gagged her and took her out to his car. Dean stood up and looked at me. "You could have died you know that?" He angrily asked.
"Yes, but so could've you." I spat back. He grabbed my arms. He looked me square in the eyes.
"Don't you dare do that to me again." He hugged me tightly. I hugged him back. After he let me go I looked at the door.
"What are you going to do with her?" I asked. He looked at his brother.
"Do you want me to sugar coat it?" He looked back to me. I shook my head no. "We're going to kill her." He looked at Sam. I looked down.
"Oh," I whispered. I looked into his eyes. "What happened to her, the real her I mean?" I looked back to Sam. Dean sighed.
"She's dead." He looked at his brother who in turn looked down.
"Oh." I managed. Cas looked at Matt.
"We need to talk Mathieu." Cas gave Matt a stern look. Matt nodded. He looked at me with a sympathetic glance.
"Are you going to be ok Et?" He sweetly asked. I nodded and looked at Dean.
"Are you going to at least tell me the full story Dean?" I looked into his blue-green eyes. He smiled.
"Yeah, I can do that." Sam rolled his eyes. I looked at Sam.
"Do you two want to come over for dinner later, after you take care of her I mean?" I smiled and looked at Sam. His face reddened as he nodded. I smiled even wider and looked at Dean. "So 6:30 it is then?" I bounced. They both agreed, Sam waved bye to Matt and Cas as he walked out of the storage room. Dean looked at me.
"I'll call you when were done okay?" The corners of his mouth turned upward slightly.
"Okay." I smiled warmly. I bit my lip. He reached down and kissed me. I kissed him back, and we hugged as we parted ways.
I walked back to my car. I smiled at the boys and waved as I got in. I started her up and left the parking lot.
I showered as soon as I got back to my house. The hot water felt nice, my muscles ached. I toweled off and walked into my room. I found my favorite shirt in my drawer and slipped it on. I brushed out my hair and plaited it. I walked down to my kitchen and looked at the clock.
"Hmm," I murmured as I dialed Dean's number. I should probably change that to Dean. I thought as I chuckled. Dean picked up.
"Hello?" He greeted.
"Hey, when are you guys gonna get here?" I looked at my counter. I heard him sigh as if he had forgotten we had a date.
"Shit, I'm sorry. We'll be there soon ok?" I looked up.
"Okay," I disappointedly responded. I hung up the phone and walked to my fridge. I opened it up to look inside. I caught the reflection of Cas in one of the drawers. I jumped and turned around. "Jesus!" I tried to catch my breath. Cas gave me a sideways glance.
"No, I am not my father." He said as he squinted. I face palmed.
"What are you doing here Cas, and how did you get into my house?" I looked at him as I put my hands on my hips. He walked forward.
"I am an angel of the Lord," He plainly stated "I wanted to talk to you." He looked at me; he had a sweet look to him.
"Okay?" I stretched out my answer. He looked at me with sympathy. "So, what did you want to talk about?" I crossed my arms over my chest inquisitively. He smiled sheepishly.
"So, you are in the care of Mathieu?" He looked at my counter and touched it.
"Not exactly, Why?" I looked at him and squinted. "What are you implying?" I walked over to him. He shook his head.
"Nothing, I just wondered how you knew him." He looked up at me. I didn't like how he was staring at me. I narrowed my eyes.
"What do you mean?" I spat. He looked down.
"Do you know what you are?" His eyes darted to me.
"Uh? Human?" I looked at him. A confused look spread across his face.
"He didn't tell you?" I looked at him with just as a confused look as he was giving me.
"Tell me what?" I asked. He smirked. Car doors slammed. We heard footsteps on the porch. We looked to the front door as it opened. Dean smiled as he entered. When I went back to look at Cas, and he was gone. I looked at Dean. "Your friend is weird as hell." I nervously laughed. He gave me a sideways glance.
"Who?" He looked around.
"Cas, he just showed up asking weird ass questions and left." I looked at him. He squinted.
"Cas was here?" he looked at me inquisitively. I nodded.
"He just left, vanished." I looked around. Dean walked over and hugged me.
"Oh, well then. What's for dinner?" He asked as he saw Sam enter the house.
"Steak and potatoes," I smiled. "Is that okay?" I looked at them. Sam smiled.
"Yeah, that sounds great." They sat down at the table and waited as I cooked.
After dinner we sat talking. My phone rang, it was my sister Kyra.
"Hey Kyra, What's up?" I smiled. Dean gave me a funny look as he mouthed 'who is it?'. I laughed and heard her ask me a question.
"What are you up to?" She rustled with something. I looked around the room as I replied.
"I just got done eating dinner. What about you?" I looked at Dean who was still making awkward faces as he ate steak. Sam looked at him with a mix of horror and laughter. I chuckled.
"What's so funny?" She asked. I rolled my eyes at the two and continued looking around.
"I have a couple friends over." I smiled. She got quiet for a moment.
"Is Matty there?" She sounded concerned. I looked down.
"No, his brother is in town I guess." I sighed. She got quiet again.
"Are they men?" Her words had acid strewn in them. I laughed.
"Yes, though they're acting like five year olds right about now." I looked back at the two. They stopped and looked up at me. I laughed even harder. She clicked her tongue.
"Uh huh. Friends. Right." I looked at Dean.
"Yeah," I blankly stated. He smiled at me. "When are you going to come visit me?" I looked at my feet. She paused a moment and replied.
"Soon, I promise. Work sucks right now. I'll try to come see you as soon as I can." She sounded angry. I looked at the boys who had resumed goofing off. I smiled.
"Okay, I want you to meet my friends; I think you'll like them," I looked at my door. "Matty misses you, ya know." I looked down. She sighed.
"Yeah, I know. I'll call you when I'm on my way." We said our goodbyes and hung up. I looked at Dean and Sam.
"So, did you like dinner?" I smiled. Both nodded and smiled. Dean looked at me with a stern look. I cocked my head.
"Do you have any pie?" He asked. I looked at him blankly for a moment and began to laugh.
"Yeah, I've got pie. Let me get it," I smiled and walked to my fridge. I pulled out a cherry pie and sliced into it. I dished out a piece and gave it to Dean. I looked at Sam. "Would you like a piece?" I smiled. He looked at me with surprise. He nodded and I dished out another piece. We sat there for some time eating pie and talking about our day.
Sam sat on the couch as we watched a black and white movie. I cuddled up next to Dean as we watched. I looked over to Sam, who had passed out some time ago. He blissfully snored away. I laughed. Dean looked down at me and smiled. I reached up and kissed him. He looked at me with a look of surprise. I smiled.
"What?" I laughed. He smiled and kissed me again.
"Nothing," He whispered. "Why don't we leave him to sleep and go upstairs?" I looked at him; his eyes sparkled. I smiled and kissed him again.
As we got into the bedroom, we began kissing furiously. He took off my shirt and kissed my chest. I swooned with excitement. We undressed and laid in the bed. I gingerly kissed him as he rubbed my back. As our lips parted he smiled at me.
"I missed this." He whispered as he swept a strand of hair behind my ear. I smiled and kissed him.
"I missed this too." I looked into his eyes. He kissed my forehead and I laid down next to him. We curled up together and fell asleep.