Dean stared at the girl now- Lorran, she looked kinda frightened at the pair of them, eying their shotguns apprehensively, as if she thought they were going to shoot her.
But now she said curiously.
'Seriously-? Angels and demons are real?'
He frowned now, then surveyed her through deep green eyes and chuckled. 'You want proof? Ok, we'll give you proof-'
Sam scoffed now. 'You're wasting time.' Dean raised an eyebrow, then pulled out his phone and after a second, he looked up and nodded behind her. 'There's your proof.'
Lorran turned, then yelled in shock at the man stood behind her, frowning and going to Dean. 'Dean? Why did you call? You said it was important.'
Dean chuckled. 'Just pulling your wings. Or rather, could you show Loz here yours?' The man frowned, uncertain to Lorran it seemed, then he asked. 'Why? Who is she?'
Lorran stared at the man- he was pretty nondescript in his long tan trenchcoat and short dark hair. Dean sighed, and Lorran saw Sam; he looked bored more than anything the way he kept exaggerating a sigh and rolling his eyes.
'Cas...'
She turned now to the man (Cas?) then jumped in shock at the shadows of wide majestic wings stretching out behind him. Lorran shook her head in disbelief.
He-?
'You're an angel-?'
The man nodded, and the wings vanished. Lorran shook her head in disbelief. 'I may teach the subject... study it... but-? They- they're not real!'
The man frowned. 'But I am an angel. My name is Castiel.'
She'd heard that name from one of her studies- one of the angels that went down to Noah in event of the coming flood.
Lorran shook her head, then said quietly. 'Angels... demons... is everything I study real-?' Dean scoffed. 'Well... scholars get alot wring when they're not in the field studying the actual thing.'
That made Lorran frown, then a totally insane idea came into her head.
'Can I... tag along? Take notes-?'
Sam laughed now, then shook his head. 'Love... you wouldn't last five minuets out there.' Lorran scowled at the prick now, then said, matter of factly. 'I may be a teacher, but I'm not stupid thank you.'
He raised an eyebrow, then said in a voice that accompanied his smirk. 'How many demons have you killed? Screw that- met?'
Lorran shrugged. 'That one... with the big smoke thing...' Sam nodded, then folded his arms. 'Exactly. You're not coming.'
She scoffed now, then turned away, thinking, We'll see about that.
Here was evidence. Pure, real and true evidence...
She wasn't letting this chance pass her by now.
Lorran waited in her sleek red car for the brothers to come out of the college, eyes ready and waiting for the signal to follow them. Then, she saw them, both of them minus the "angel" heading towards a dark car- it's make and model indistinguishable in the dark. The headlights came on, and then car sped towards the gate; Lorran followed, not turning the lights on until she was past the dark green gate herself.
Dean looked in the rearview mirror now and chuckled. 'She just won't give up, will she?' Sam rolled his eyes, then said in a low voice. 'Let her document our "findings" that is a pretty insane idea.' Dean sighed, then said, rolling his own eyes. 'Give the girl a break!'
Sam smirked. 'Sure thing.'
Dean groaned, then said in a constricted voice. 'Man, the sooner we get your soul back, the better.'
'Good luck there (!)'
'Man you're such a dick.'
Sam scoffed now, then said matter of factly, 'Like you said before- not my fault.' but it came off in Deans eyes as arrogant.
'There's something different about Lorran.'
Dean jolted as Castiels voice suddenly spoke from the back. Sam didn't jump, but merely said in that same bored voice. 'Yeah. she has one nice ass.'
With a scowl, Dean ignored that comment, then said to Cas. 'Different how?' Castiel sighed. 'The name "Lorran Faulks" comes up on a list of prophets relating to you two. What she writes prepares the future; makes them more aware of the dangers in the shadows.'
Sam frowned. 'I thought that was Chucks job? Or has he been kicked out the job?'
Castiel sighed. 'Chuck provides the Gospels- Lorrans are the Journals.' Dean frowned. 'Journals? Like, diaries in a way? Are you saying we have to let her come with us-?'
Cas nodded, then said quietly. 'It's destiny, you all meeting. When she woke up, she slept for an extra ten minuets, then rushed to work, getting stuck in traffic and had an argument with another driver, which made her late for her class, then prompted her to stay behind- thus meeting you two. If her day had been in order, as it usually is, you wouldn't have ever met.'
Sam scoffed. 'Destiny? More like bullshit.' Castiel rolled his eyes at the soulless man, then said. 'Sam, you may not grasp the concept-'
'I may not have a soul, but I'm not dumb. So don't try that whole "destiny" crap with me. Look where it led me- hate sex with the devil (!)'
Dean snorted at the last five words, and got a filthy look from his brother, and his face immediately turned to a much more blank expression.
Despite it all, that was rather funny.
Dean sighed now, then groaned at Cas. 'Where does she live?' Cas immediately said. '8 Meadowacre Road.' Dean nodded, then sighed. 'Cas, how do-?'
But he swore when he had vanished, leaving them with the ultimatum-
She had to come with them... thus turning their lives into a wildlife documentary (!)
Lorran frowned as the car pulled in front of her house, then the two figures got out and walked over to the car. The one called Dean tapped on her window, and she rolled it down and heard him sigh.
'Fine. You're in.'
Ok! Let's get started now! Should be intersting on how she reacts to the "truth" Reviews very much loved, I'd love to hear your feedback on this new story(= next up later on!
