After a long night's drive, Dipper and Mabel had rented a room at a hotel in Boston at morning. Even though a lot had been through everything went back to normal, they continued their jobs as Hunters once more.
Dipper was busy fixing the back door of his car, his arm went up and down as he worked on the wrench. The Cadillac was parked in front of the hotel parking lot, along with the other renters. He wiped his brow as a sweat was flowing down his forehead, he looked on the broken latch plate and unbend it with his wrench. Once it looked nice and rectangular he moved to the deadbolt.
"I thought you were going to fix it?" Dipper turned to his sister Mabel, who were sitting cross legged on top of the car.
"Shut up! I'm meditating." Mabel snapped, she continued to close her eyes and put both arms on top of her hips in a meditating pose.
Dipper sighed, he turned to the driver's seat and dropped the window. He smirked as his hand pressed the horn, which made Mabel jumped and suddenly slid forward to the car hood.
Dipper leaned over her face laughing silently "Aww, I'm sorry. Did I startled you?"
Mabel crossed her brows and slapped his face with her hand.
Dipper sniggered as he rubbed his cheek "Alright, back door still could not be locked. I'm leaving that to you!" He pointed his finger sharply at Mabel "While I take a nice bubbly bath."
Mabel was lend a wrench, she took it half-heartedly "Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine!" She frowned.
Mabel watched as Dipper made a satisfied look while walking back to the hotel, she slid down to the hoof and to the ground and lazily walked to the open back door. She kneeled down and stared deeply to the bended deadbolt, she made a long sigh.
She looked at the wrench, not knowing what to do with it. Until she decided to hit the lock once, there was no effect so she hit it twice harder, she grunted and started hitting it more often with the wrench. Making a several people to walk quickly past her.
"Dang it! Fix you stupid lock!" Mabel jumped back angrily, throwing the wrench at the door but it bounced back and hit her forehead. She rubbed the pain with her arm gently, she groaned in pain as she felt another pain at her shoulder.
She hurried to roll her sweater sleeve, the hand burn mark was hurting like it was being close to a fire. Mabel scratched it madly, but after a few second it disappeared "Aw come on, burn mark! Don't give me more hard time than it is."
"Hello Mabel." A feminine voice said behind her.
Mabel turned around in a blink, looking at a red haired woman in her early 20s wearing a light brown denim jacket, a white shirt, and a tight jeans. Mabel walked back and kept cautious "Who. The heck are you?"
"I am Anna." The woman walked closer to her slowly, she turned to the bended deadbolt. She touched it with two fingers and unbend it, Mabel stared in amazement.
"Are you like, a superhero?" Mabel said sheepishly.
Anna smirked "Better." She stopped at her tracks right a few steps from Mabel "We need to talk..."
Dipper felt his chest being showered by warm water as he turned the knob to the shower head, he grab a handful of soap and washed his body gently. He accidentally touched his shoulder, the bullet hole had not been stitched up and even though the bullet had been removed he would rather have it to fix itself.
"Well that was a bad idea..." Dipper said to himself, watching the little hole bleeding once more. He sighed, he had to stitch it or it would never heal properly "Where do I get a suture line, anyway?"
Dipper turned the shower off, he grabbed the towel which is hanging on the glass panel next to him and dry himself from toe to head. He walked on the steamy bathroom searching for the door, next to the toilet he saw his clothes awaiting on the hook of the door.
He puts on his underwear first then his jeans, he buckled his belt and looked to the mirror. It was covered in haze, he quickly wiped the outline and saw himself.
"Dang, I look good." Dipper muttered to himself again, admiring himself as he flex his arms. Then his shoulder began to hurt, he cursed as he took a toilet paper and clean off the dripping blood.
He turned to the door again, then he grabbed his orange shirt and put it on. Then he covered the back of his neck with towel and rubbed it gently, he cleaned his hair then opened the bathroom door. While he walked out to the living room humming, Dipper saw Mabel had already sat in the couch in front of the TV.
"Did you fix the car?" Dipper asked suspiciously.
"Sure did." Mabel replied without looking at him.
Dipper raised his eyebrow "That was fast, too fast."
"You can judge me all you want but look at your car, it's FIXED!" Mabel said strictly, she raised both feet to the table in front of her and continue to watch the television.
"Okay... Are you ready to hunt?" Dipper threw his towel away.
Mabel looked at him, she hesitated at first "We... We need to talk..."
Dipper stopped as his hand halfway from reaching the journal on top of his bed "About what?"
"Well... Lots of things..." Mabel gasped, she said the sentence.
"Woah, what's wrong?" Dipper obviously saw her gasp.
Mabel shrug it off "Nothing, it's just that..."
"What?" Dipper said warily.
"You probably might think I'm crazy, but..." Mabel rubbed both of her hands madly.
Dipper snorted "You ARE crazy. Very crazy." He mumbled.
She took a gulp of air "I saw an angel, well not actually an angel, I mean it was but it is in a vessel, so I can't see it..." She said very quickly, and gasped for another breath. She waited for Dipper to react.
Dipper processed everything she obviously just said "Angel..."
"Er... Yes..."
"So this angel... It have wings?" Dipper asked.
"No, she was in a vessel."
"Wait a minute. She?"
Mabel realized she shouldn't have told this "Look, I don't really know who it really was under her vessel... But I'm telling you the truth! She bended your lock back to normal!"
"But you told me you fixed it?" Dipper asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, sorry about that..." Mabel smiled innocently.
Dipper rubbed his nose "Can I meet this angel?"
Mabel suddenly jumped up "You can't! I promised her not to tell anyone!"
Dipper backed away slowly "But is there any particular reason why she came to you?"
"Because she pulled me out, Dipper! From the black hole!" Mabel tried to explain as much as she can, but seeing Dipper's reaction she doubted if he even tried to believe her.
"Mabel that couldn't be possible!"
"BUT SHE DID! The mark on my shoulder proves it!" Mabel yelled.
Dipper held both her shoulders gently "Listen to me closely, are you a hundred percent sure that what you see when you know you are sane was a legitimate angel while it was inside a vessel?"
Mabel blinked "I. Am. Not. Drunk."
Dipper rubbed his chin "Alright, what did she want with you? She pulled you out. Why?"
"She got plans. For me." Mabel replied.
Dipper snorted again "So you're a prophet now?"
"N... Not really... But I might be though." Mabel hoped silently, then she continued "She didn't put any details. All I know that her name was Anna, she fixed your car, she told me she had plans, blah, blah, blah! She told me not to tell you."
Dipper was confused by how to react "Okay..." He sighed "So we got angels now, haha, that's normal."
"You don't believe me?" Mabel felt her mind had stopped, she made a disbelieved face.
"It's hard to believe, Mabel. I've got, I mean we've got too many on our plates right now." Dipper explained.
Mabel tried to argue, it was hopeless. She chose not to say another word, she tried her best and failed. Dipper looked at her in pity, he hoped that Mabel's eyes had searched his and not her feet. Mabel scuttled away trying not to look at her brother, but what exactly happened? He only did not understand, why does she had to make such a big deal out of it?
Mabel decided to sat on her side of the bed, she noticed Dipper looked as if trying to start a conversation "Look Dipper, I'm not feeling myself right now. Could you just, I don't know, hunt without me?"
Dipper made a confused look "Why? What's wrong? It's nothing we can't handle!"
"No. It's alright, I won't be in your way." Mabel cut him off.
"Since when have you been in MY way?" Dipper pointed his finger sharply at his heart.
"You seemed to be happy when I'm not! You didn't even tried to bring me out of the black hole. Did you?!" Mabel raised her voice, heating the argument.
Dipper noticed the contempt in her voice "That's not true, I tried! But I didn't know how! I prayed and prayed, and when you came back I had been trying to be a better brother!"
"I'm sorry but I can't!' Mabel begged "Just, leave me alone for a few hours, I'll be fine."
Dipper went beside her, not to sit with Mabel but to pick his journal and shove it to his vest pocket. He didn't look at her nor did Mabel, he continued to the door where he turned the knob but suddenly stop.
Dipper look at Mabel blankly "If anything happens, give me a call." And with that he disappeared to the other side of the door, closing the door behind him.
Mabel could hear his footsteps going smaller and smaller down the hallway before it disappeared, she stood up from the bed and strolled around the room. She waited while circling the dinner table near the kitchen then she noticed that Anna had appeared.
Mabel was speechless "I'm sorry, but I need to tell him. You can trust Dipper!"
Anna crossed her arms and looked at the door "But yet he did not care, so I didn't bother to stop you."
Mabel crossed her eyebrow "He does cares! How could you say that?"
"Not about me. He cares about you. Do you notice the look he made when you told the impossible tale?" Anna took a chair and sat beside the dinner table.
"Yeah, he scoffed." Mabel spat coldly.
"No, he's worried."
"That I am crazy? That I am nuts?" Mabel raised her voice.
"That I would do something to you." Anna cut Mabel off "He isn't very grateful that I held you tight and carried you out of the black hole. But he did tried Mabel, you should be a little soft on him."
"What do you exactly want?" Mabel demanded.
"I want you to be prepared." Anna said casually "The apocalypse is coming, the end of the world is about to start as we know it."
Mabel seemed not to care "Can't you do it? You're the angel."
"It's complicated." Anna kept her voice in a straight way.
"You do know what 'complicated' means, right?" Mabel mocked.
"This is serious Mabel. Waves of destruction is coming, you need to stop it." Anna said strictly.
"Then what's causing it? Why do I have to care so badly about it?"
Anna didn't answer at once "It hasn't happened. Yet."
"Then why do I need to know squat about it?!"
"Because it will. Because I've seen it happened slowly, I've seen Lucifer broke free out of damnation. I've seen the earth itself engulf in flames a thousand times. Because no matter how hard I tried to go back in time, do every possible thing to stop it I failed. I always do."
"And now you need my why? How many times have you gone back from the future?" Mabel asked, even she was amazed by how she successfully scanned all that. How she reacted when Anna said the apocalypse was going to happen.
"More times that you can imagine."
Mabel stared "Infinity?"
"That's not important, what's important that I know more chance now I have you." Anna explained.
Mabel nodded "So if the apocalypse came, Lucifer walk free? We're talking about the same Lucifer right? Not the FOX cheap version of sassy Lucifer?"
Anna nodded "It is very important that we cannot let that happen."
"What about Dipper, does he have a part in this too? Honestly if I told him he would freak out" Mabel said.
"He does, but not yet. The plan has to be perfect. I cannot have another setback." Anna said coldly.
Mabel noticed her to be intimidating, she shook it off and blinked. When she opened her eyes again Anna was gone.
Meanwhile Dipper drove down the road with his red Cadillac on Tremont Street. On his right window was the park where his next case was, he was informed that five people went missing only to be found mutilated on a different areas of the park. There was no similarities of the victims which means it was a random killing, Dipper had a lot of ideas but he need to make sure before going to action.
Dipper saw the traffic light went green, he stepped on the gas and drove right on the crossing, when he entered Boylston he sped faster and went passed a couple of stores and restaurants on his left. He tilted his head right and left looking for the right parking spot meanwhile with two hands on the steering wheel, he took another right turn to Charles Street where it lies in splitting the two parks. Dipper kept observing his surroundings and finally found an empty space between two cars.
He slowly parallel parked right beside the sidewalk and lift his handbrake down, Dipper opened his seatbelt while his other hand searched the bottom of his seat, once his fingers felt a grab he pulled out journal number 1.
He shove it to his vest pocket and quickly got out of the car, Dipper stood on the sidewalk as he observed the nearest people he could see. Joggers, tourists, and common pedestrians.
Dipper walked to the back of his car, he looked around and waited until the coast was clear then he opened the trunks. Dipper groaned as his shoulder made another sting. The cramped weapons made a mess, Dipper made a sour look and decided he needs to clean all this up. He looked around again as he grabbed a green golf bag with golf clubs on it, a cylinder salt box, a cross, a pump action shotgun, and a couple shotgun shells.
His cover was perfect, Dipper only need one more thing, he reached out to the far back of the trunk and took out his pine tree baseball cap. He took it in both hands, he felt the cotton made headwear on his fingers, he wiped off the dust on the top and smiled at the little blue pine tree at the front. He adjusted the size at the back and put it on his head.
He carried the golf bag around his shoulder and walked away from the Cadillac.
Alright, I obviously don't have any experience writing a story which exceeded people's expectations... So critics and comments is very much accepted in the review... Always...
