Chapter 2
"Dean, wake up" Sam nudged Dean to wake up. Dean's eyes slowly opened and his arms stretched above his head.
"Oh, he's back" Dean commented, referring to Castiel who stood in a daze. "What's wrong with him?" Dean asked, now looking over to Sam.
"Not sure, just saw him standing outside on his own. He looked a bit weird, like he is now but worse. He doesn't seem to be with it." Sam said, looking over to the angel who had now collapsed on the settee. Dean sat up on the bed and yawned.
"Well, we better try and snap him out of it!" Dean exclaimed, sliding off the bed and walking over to the dazed angel. He gave the angel a slight nudge on the shoulder but it didn't seem to do anything.
"Cas! Snap out of it!" Dean shouted. After realising that the angel wasn't going to move Dean gave him a swift slap on the cheek. This time the angel looked up at Dean.
"You back with us buddy?" Dean asked, hovering over Castiel.
"Yes, I'm fine." Castiel replied. Standing up quickly, he looked around the room. "How did I get here?"
"Sam brought you in. You were just standing in the car park." Dean replied.
"I was talking to her, the woman. She said she's helped us out in the past but I don't remember her."
"Well I sure don't remember her!" Dean chuckled.
"Wait a minute, what woman?" Sam asked, puzzled at the conversation.
"Some woman named Megan. She came asking why Cas had followed her into the toilets at the bar" Dean replied, laying back down on the bed.
"Wait, what?! He followed her into the... what?!" Sam exclaimed, looking at both Dean and Cas with a shocked expression.
"Well, I'm going to sleep so whatever you decide to do about this woman, I'll leave you to it" Sam laid on his bed next to his brothers and closed his eyes. Dean, who had already fallen asleep, started snoring loudly and Cas disappeared to go to The Hutchman.
The Hutchman had become busier since the two left the bar earlier. The bar was full and drinks were being spilled everywhere. Cas walked slowly into the bar and slid onto the only free bar stool.
"You're back" Alison noticed, her brown eyes shining in the light that shone on her face. "You drinking anything?" She asked with a friendly grin. Cas gave a stern look at the woman then glanced around the room.
"Okay then." Said the brunette and with that she continued wiping the bar. Cas remained silent, his stern look lurked on his face and then, he noticed her. Her brunette hair flowed freely to her shoulders, her black mini puffball skirt swayed as she moved her hips back and forth. The music was loud and energetic but she seemed to be the only one dancing. The angel watched attentively as the girl continued to dance alone. Cas looked over to the barmaid who had made herself busy with drinking all of the Jack Daniels. Cas slid off the bar stool and headed over to the girl. He was a few feet away from her when she stopped and looked over to him.
"Well hello there stranger" She said cheekily before continuing to dance. Cas watched as she continued to dance and remained still for several minutes. Finally, the last song ended which signaled the closing of the bar for the night. The girl slipped past the angel and sat on the bar stool the angel had recently occupied.
"Better get out of here before they chuck us out." Megan commented before taking the last gulp of her vodka and lemonade. She stood up, grabbed the angel's hand and with a cheeky grin, led him out of the bar and to her car.
When they reached the car, Megan let go of Castiel's hand and jumped onto the bonnet.
"So, handsome." She chuckled. "What are we going to do now?" She smiled at him.
"Nothing. I better go." He replied, looking anywhere but at her.
"But surely you didn't just come here to sit around, doing nothing but staring at dancing girls?" She giggled.
"I'll go now." Cas replied, then disappeared back to the motel room.
"Bye, see you soon." The girl chuckled and leapt off her car before driving away.
It was now 10 am and Sam was already out interviewing Alison about her father's death. Dean woke up with a big yawn and stretched. He sat up on his bed and looked over to the angel who was watching T.V. again.
"Good, you're not watching porn." Dean commented before sitting on the edge of his bed to put on his shoes. Cas remained staring at the T.V. and Dean sighed and walked over to the table.
"What are these?" Dean asked, holding a pile of papers in his hands. On them were murder cases of people who have been murdered and were linked to animal abuse.
"I don't know." Cas replied, not taking his eyes off the television. "They were already there when I got back."
"Back? Where did you go?" Dean asked, dropping the papers back on to the table.
"I went to the bar to see if I could get anymore information." Cas still hadn't taken his eyes off the television but wasn't paying much attention to what was going on in the show he was watching.
"Okay, what are you watching?" Dean asked, examining the papers again.
"I'm not sure." And with that, Cas got up and turned off the T.V. "What do you think they mean?" Cas asked, looking over the papers with Dean.
"I have no idea. They have nothing in common." Dean replied, flicking through the papers.
"Apart from the fact they were all fined for animal abuse." Cas noticed, his stern look hovered his face.
"Would that really be a reason for someone or something to go on a killing spree?" Dean and Cas both looked at each other and then to the door. The knock was gentle, the same as the night before. Dean looked at Cas and shrugged his shoulders, then headed to open the door. At the door stood a brunette wearing a red and white, checkered summer dress that fell to just above her knees. She wore red lipstick and her nails were painted pink and white. She was holding in her hand and picnic basket and the sun shone bright. It was boiling outside and the woman's skin shone from perspiration She smelt sweet like candy and was beautiful.
"Hello again" She grinned at Dean.
"Megan, right?" Dean asked. "What's the basket for? Going for a picnic?" Dean chuckled.
"Actually, I am and I was hoping you three..." Megan peered through the door. "Or you two, could join me." Her friendly grin remained on her face.
"We're a little busy right now, maybe some other time." Dean went to shut the door but was unable to when the brunette jammed her foot in the doorway.
"Come on, it'll be fun." She said, her grin still stuck on her face.
"We'd love to." Cas replied. Dean gave the angel a confused look.
"Great, we'll take my car!" And with that the girl turned on her heel and headed to the Lamborghini parked next to the Impala.
"What the hell Cas?" Dean whispered angrily to the determined angel.
"We have to go with her." Cas whispered back looking up at Dean.
"Why?"
"No time to explain, we have to go."
The Lamborghini parked outside a large and beautiful field. The daisies on the ground were brightly coloured and swayed along with the grass in the small breeze. The three stepped out of the car and the woman grabbed the basket, laid the red and white checkered picnic blanket on the ground and laid out all the food. She sat on her knees and smiled up at the angel and hunter. She gestured her hand to them, calling them to sit with her. They walked over to the blanket and with a sigh Dean sat down and the angel followed. There were ham and chicken sandwiches, assortments of fruit (including strawberries, blackberries and raspberries) and some chocolate cake.
"What would you like to eat?" Megan asked, picking up a strawberry and eating it slowly. Dean and Cas just watched her eating before she stopped and just stared smiling back at them.
"Are you staring at?" She chuckled and got up. She took off her shoes and started skipping and twirling around the field.
"What are you doing?" Dean called over.
"Isn't it beautiful? So care free and non-judgmental. Perfection isn't even close to describing it." The dancing girl replied as she stopped to look at the two sitting by the untouched sandwiches. "Eat!" She demanded.
"I'm not hungry" Dean replied.
"And I don't eat" Cas added.
"Fine, suit yourselves." Megan replied and continued to swirl and dance in the grassy field. She finally stopped when she got out of breath and went back to sit down. She had eaten all of the fruit by now and had started on the chocolate cake.
"You should try some of this. The baker who baked this has won loads of awards for his cooking, cost me a fortune for this cake." She chuckled and continued eating.
"Just tell us what you want and let us go." Dean said frustrated. The girl's smile faded and all signs of happiness and calm drained from her face.
"What makes you think I want anything from you?" She asked placing the piece of cake back where she took it. She looked serious and unnerving. "I want, nor need, anything from you, you silly little boy."
"Little boy? I'm older than you." Dean replied chuckling.
"I wouldn't bet on that." Megan whispered.
"Excuse me?" Dean asked, puzzled at what he heard. She sure looked younger than him.
"I said its probably time for you to go back, the other one is probably waiting for you." With that, the woman stood up and packed away the picnic. Dean and Cas both stood up and with Megan, headed to the car.
She drove them back to the hotel and without saying goodbye headed out of the motel car park.
"Why did you that for?" Cas asked Dean sternly.
"Do what?"
"Made her mad. I needed time to figure out who she was, or at least get her to trust us enough to tell us." Cas replied.
"Dude, chill out. We'll figure it out on our own." The two headed back into the motel room where Sam was working on his laptop.
"Where have you two been?" Sam asked, looking at Dean or at the time, looked exhausted.
"No where" The tired hunter replied.
"We were on a picnic" Cas replied. Both Sam and Dean looked at Cas with confused expressions.
"Okay. Did you two lovebirds have fun?" Sam chuckled.
"We were with that woman. She came back and insisted on a picnic, Cas here was stupid and said yes." Dean answered.
"I wasn't stupid, we need to know who she is" Cas added.
"And why is that?" Sam asked again.
"I'm not sure yet, but she is important. I feel human around her and that, I know for certain, isn't normal for an angel." Cas went and sat by the T.V.
"I have no idea what he's talking about. What did you find out?" Dean looked over to Sam who was searching his laptop.
"Nothing out of the ordinary. A lazy 'hillbilly' as the daughter puts it. What are these?" Sam referred to the pile of papers left on the table.
"I'm not sure, they were there when I woke up."
"And when I came back last night." Cas added, now watching T.V. again.
"Whatever they are, they are important. All cases have been involved in animal abuse, all different forms of it too but nevertheless, animal abuse." Sam concluded.
"So you're telling me, we are looking for an animal loving murderer." Dean implied.
"Not just animal loving, all these people have been somehow involved in destroying the environment." Sam added.
"Someone who loves nature perhaps?" Dean asked Sam who looked up to him.
"Yeah, maybe."
"Someone who thinks nature is more than perfect perhaps." Dean and Cas both looked at each other.
"You think it might be.." Cas began.
"Megan, the woman from earlier. She started dancing in the field and talking about how nature is perfect and so on. Its probably her." Dean told Sam.
"Wait, you don't mean Megan Dante?" Sam looked startled.
"Megan who?" Dean ask puzzled.
"Brunette? Blue eyes? She's a friend of Alison's and currently staying with her."
"That's her, we better get over there. God knows how dangerous she is." Dean grabbed his jacket and rushed out the motel room. Sam followed, as well as Cas.
Alison lived not far from The Hutchman. Her house was a small, old fashioned looking building with boarded windows at the front. Dean got out of the Impala and rushed to the door. Alison answered after a few minutes.
"Hello agent, is there a problem?" Alison asked.
"Actually there is." By now Cas and Sam were standing behind him. "Is Megan here by any chance?"
"No, she just left."
"Did she say where she was going?" Dean asked frustrated.
"Just that she had to leave town for a couple of days. Is she in trouble agent?" Alison asked worriedly.
"Actually, yes. She's a suspect for your father's murder." Sam interrupted.
"But she would never..."
"I know it seems that way and we haven't confirmed anything yet but is there anything that could help us finding her?"
"Just that, she mentioned at some point, going to an old cabin just out of town. It was her father's and he used to go there fishing with her when she was younger."
"Thank you that's all we need. And if you ever feel scared or remember something..." Sam handed her a card. "Just give us a call."
"Thank you agent, I will."
The cabin was old and was covered in ivy. The door was slightly crooked and the wind blew it open then closed.
"This must be the place" Sam commented. "Lets go in" Inside the cabin, the walls were covered in newspaper reports and cases the hunters and angel had previously worked on. On one newspaper was the story of the missing Dick Roman and there were pictures of people surrounding him.
"What the hell is all this?" Dean asked rhetorically.
"Looks like she's been following the same cases as you. Maybe that's why she says she says she's helped us before." Cas pulled a newspaper clipping off the wall and looked at it. "Look at this one." The newspaper clipping had a bright red circle drawn around the picture. It was the story of the light from when Lucifer had risen from hell.
"Why is it circled?" Same asked, looking both at Dean and Cas.
"I don't know, but it may mean this story is more important."
"But why?" Dean looked over the rest of the stories on the wall. "Maybe she knew what happened? But how would she know about that?"
"She told me she knew a lot more than just demons, maybe this is what she meant." The sound of a car outside the cabin alerted the three men.
"We better get out of here" Dean and Sam said together. The three both headed out the back door and went back to the motel.