Epilogue

The Next morning everything went back to normal. Samantha went through newspapers and the Internet looking for their next job. Deana was taking a shower and then going to brush her teeth in the bathroom, and Castielle was in the kitchen trying to find something to eat, she was desperately trying to figure out how to use the can opener. "I do not understand these contraptions." Castielle whined. Sam and Deana laughed simultaneously out loud. "I am an intelligent person. I was an angel of the lord, and I will open this can." What do they make these out of melted down angel blades? Castielle tried to open the can with her teeth but that didn't work either. She spotted spotted Deana's gun on the counter and shot the can three times. Castielle grabbed the can and sat down at the table, pulling the pears out of the hole she made.

Deana heard the gunshots coming from the kitchen; she quickly spit out the toothpaste and bolted into the other room. "What the hell was that?"

"It came from the kitchen." Sam said standing up. "CAS!" Deana and Sam said in unison. They ran into the kitchen to find Castielle sitting at the table with the can of pears in her hand. There was pear juice on the counter and the wall where they were guessing Castielle had shot the can.

Castielle just sat there with a huge grin on her face. "I finally got the can to give me its food, and they are quite delicious." Deana and Sam both burst out laughing for a good five minutes.

"Cas, you could have asked for some help." Deana picked up the can opener and another can and demonstrated to Castielle how to attach it and use it to open a can. "There. That's all you do. Next time use the can opener it is much easier-and quieter."

"Thank you. I'll make sure to remember that." Castielle replied walking over to Deana and put the can opener back in the drawer.

"Well I have found a possible job." Samantha piped up. " I think it's a shapeshifter. There's been weird stuff happening in Utah, I think it's worth checking out." Samantha finished with showing Deana and Castielle the pages she printed out.

"Sounds like a plan to me. You know, all this driving around and we've never been to Utah, this should be fun." Deana replied with a smile, then left to pack her things, and put them in the car.

"Cas, how's your side?" Samantha asked, handing her another bandage off the kitchen counter.

"It is healing, I will be fine I have definitely had worse." Cas replied as she accepted the bandage and replaced the old one with the new. "There. As good as new."

"Alright then. Let's go." Samantha smiled as she and Castielle join Deana outside, and soon they were back on the road, on their way to Utah. Deana at the wheel, Samantha letting Cas sit shotgun. Castielle felt she deserved it, at least until they stopped for food and knowing Deana, that would be soon.