Chapter 2
As it turned out, John did end up losing what breakfast he had eaten that morning. As soon as the world had stopped rushing past him at the speed of light, he turned around, staggered a few steps before dropping to his knees and vomiting noisily on a nearby bush. Sherlock watched him with a slightly bemused expression, while Gabriel made a face and unwrapped a lollipop.
"Are you guys ready?" Gabriel asked.
John groaned and sat up, "One moment."
Sherlock sighed and glanced at Gabriel, frowning, "Won't they recognize you?" He asked quietly.
"Oh, right." Gabriel muttered.
He snapped his fingers, changing his hair coulor to a light blond and making it shorter,
"Better?" he asked John, smirking softly.
John coughed and stood up, checking his cloths for any traces of mud or vomit, thankfully finding none.
"What's the plan?" He asked Gabriel.
"Well, we can tell Dean that were hunters, this is John, I'm Daniel and this is our angel, Sherlock. Hopefully, we can gain his trust. Sherlock will go first, and check for any other angels, then we will follow behind like humans."
John shrugged. "Sure… sounds fine." He muttered, sounding defeated.
Gabriel smirked. "This is going to be fantastic."
AN- okay, so I got sudden inspiration for this story. Its still on hiatus but there is this chapter.