Chapter 7

"I don't like this one bit," Dean cussed when, true to my promise, I told him I'd made a hunter friend. "This is far too much of a coincidence for my liking."

"Maybe it's weird but that doesn't mean he's dangerous," I couldn't tell you why if my life depended on it, but Michael's presence at school finally gave me a reason to stay in a place. For once in my life I didn't want to leave. "I know for sure I could take him down in a fight, but I won't need to."

"Let say he isn't dangerous," Cas suggested. "Why is he here? It's not like there are any monsters in town or we'd know."

"And where are his parents anyway?" Dean, looking tired, asked.

"Mike doesn't have parents. They're probably dead considering." Hunter kids always seem to lose at least one parent to the job. "And he's only here because of me." Realizing how bad that sounded I tried to rectify the situation before Dean made up his unwavering mind. "He was just passing through last night when I saw him. He's the kid I met last night that you went to look for Cas. He saw me, a hunter, and was curious so he stayed. I get the feeling he hasn't met many other hunters."

"But all we found when we went out looking for the kid was angelic grace," Dean reminded me with a frown. "What if this Michael kid is a bit more than he seems?"

"He's not an angel," Castiel said firmly. "No angel would dare go by that name except for Michael himself and he's in hell."

"Are we actually sure of that?" Sam interrupted looking a bit nervous. "I mean are we 100% sure he hasn't gotten free in all these years."

"Oh my Chuck he is not the archangel Michael!" I cried exasperated. "You're all being ridiculous! He's human. He's a hunter. End. Of. Story. If you really don't trust other hunters enough to stay then fine, I'll go pack my bags now, but if we're really leaving because for the first time in my life someone is interested in being my friend then… then…" Unable to think of a good threat I cut myself off eyes burning, but Sam only started laughing from his side of the room.

"What's so funny?" I asked him scowling.

"Nothing," he answered biting his lip to stop. "I just forget sometimes that you really are quite the teenage girl. Dean, Cas, you're going to have a hell of a time getting Meg to leave because she has quite a crush on Michael."

I wanted to yell at him that I didn't, but my lungs had suddenly stopped giving off oxygen.

"Well I think he was kidding, but she's speechless for the first time in her life so I think you might have hit the nail on the head Sammy," an amused Dean concluded. "He tried to sleep with you yet?"

"No she's still a virgin," Ever knowing Cas concluded.

"You guys are all children!" I yelled at them slamming the door to my room more embarrassed than mad. At least them turning the conversation from leaving was good, but sheesh can't they at least pretend not to be all up in my business?"

"We were just kidding," Cas, who seemed to have pulled the short straw, told me upon stepping into my room. "And I can't smell virginity either."

"I know you were," but that didn't make it any less humiliating to have your parents making sex jokes. "But I just get frustrated that you wouldn't care if I'd slept with every man or women in the world, but if I'm friends with a hunter and suddenly it's a huge deal which is stupid because WE ARE HUNTERS!"

"Meg. Your father and I just worry about you," Cas reminded me as if that was some sort of excuse. "Not all hunters are good. Not all hunters are bad. Not all humans are good. Not all humans are bad. Not all angels are good. Not all angels are bad. And someone who's good one day can be bad the next and vice versa. We're afraid you're going to get hurt."

"Michael's not going to hurt me." Sure I barely knew the kid, but I knew, in my heart, that Michael did not want me hurt… he wanted me happy.

"There are more than one way to hurt someone," Cas reminded me while gently running his fingers through my tangled hair. "Sometimes people we love aren't who they seem to be and they betray us. Sam loved Ruby and swore she'd never hurt him, but in the end she did."

"She was also a demon working for Lucifer though," I reminded him. "I don't think she's exactly the best example."

Cas chuckled. "Maybe she isn't, but that's all I've got. We're not going to be moving before the year ends, but when it does we are going to move and you'll have to leave Michael. Are you sure a relationship is what you want when you know there is an end in sight."

"When Dean was a demon you still loved him," I whispered unsure what I was going to say until I did. "If love can survive that I think it can survive anything."

"But you don't love Michael. You just met him." Cas reminded me as if I could possibly been that stupid not to know that.

"Of course I don't love Michael yet," I might be crazy, but I'm not nuts. "But I do like him and I think that maybe, someday I could love him. Maybe as a friend, but maybe as more."

Cas, clearly perplexed by my perplexing teenage emotions, just shook his head and lightly patted my knee. Before shutting the door, however, he chuckled and spoke, "I might not be able to smell virginity, but I do care if you sleep with everyone on the block and I will know."

Laughing, I fell back in bed. Yeah. He probably would.