NEVER LOOK BACK
School Rules: Stealing From Angels Suck
P3
Sam enters the gym seeing Dean lining up children and having a whistle in his mouth looking menacing towards the children. Sam gets his brothers attention nods at his direction. Dean stops talking to the children and grabs the bag filled with red balls and throws them in the air. "Go nuts." He said before walking to Sam to find out the information he had on the case.
"Having fun?" Sam asked looking at Dean and his "new" uniform.
"The whistle makes me their god." Sam chuckles at his brother's idiocy and looks back seeing the door open from the gym.
Nevaeh inters and walks to the brothers with the smile on her face.
"Look at you and those daisy dukes you have on Dean, never new how sexy your legs were, and you called me a stripper." Nevaeh said taking in the sight of Dean wearing his white T-shirt and short red shorts with a crest of the 'Truman High bombers' printed on them.
Dean clears his throat in embarrassment and looks back at Sam.
"Find anything?"
"been over the School twice, no sulfur."
"No sulfur, no demon, no demon no case. " Dean spouted out to Sam while glancing at Nevaeh who is still chuckling at him. "Get off of the shorts Nev!" Nevaeh stopped giggling and mouths 'sorry' to Dean before standing up strait and acting serious.
"Maybe I was wrong." Sam states as he looks over Deans shoulder watching the neglected children play Dodge ball.
"I say lets hit the road huh, after lunch though it's sloppy jo day. "
Sam ignored his brothers blabbering and winces seeing a chubby Asian boy getting smashed in the face with a red ball. Nevaeh hears the sound and sighs as the boy runs towards the door behind them.
"Nice hustle Colby, walk it off!" Dean yelled at the boy as he passed them. Nevaeh shook her head at Dean and followed the boy.
"Come on honey, lets get you to the nurse to get you cleaned up." Nevaeh said to the boy as she walked him out of the gym.
Nevaeh sits in her temporary office and groans as she grips her abdomen. She takes a big breath which she regrets as the pain increased as she exhaled. Nevaeh grips a handle of one of the drawers, opens it taking out a bottle of pain reliever. She opens it and downs a couple of pills without the help of water.
"Where is your necklace?"
Nevaeh looks up to see a large black man in front of her. She throws the bottle of pain meds at him, which she missed.
"I left it in a safe place, don't worry." Nevaeh said with a groan.
"It would be safer with you, you're a vile creature now…you need that necklace, with out our aura you'll be intolerable. "
"Thanks Uriel, you know how to make a girl feel wanted." Nevaeh spat back in his face.
"You are not wanted, you are just being kept for your stupidity and being a pet to Castiel because of Jeremiah's grace you possess." Uriel said picking up the abandon bottle off of the floor and gently placing it on the desk with detests.
"I had to get the angels attention some how, you know because trying to get the demon that killed my family wasn't on you top priority list. I decided to scratch a couple names on it to get it to be. Jeremy was week and seemed to love the sin of the flesh, it was easy to steel grace from the poor soul." Nevaeh stated as she fiddled with a nick knack that was displayed on the desk.
Uriel glared down to Nevaeh making her pain increase ten times more as she clutched to her midsection and falling onto the floor.
"Don't you dare talk about our brother like you know us!" Uriel threatened. "It was just a child, noting more nothing less, but Jeremiah was a server of god and is now greatly missed."
Nevaeh gripped onto the desk and pulled herself up looking into Uriel's eyes. "Jeremy is still a server, just human." Nevaeh said finally standing up and ignoring the pain. "And he wasn't just a child you know that, and he's dead nothing will bring Bryson back."
Uriel scoffed at Nevaeh's words and backed away from her. "You better find your necklace, or I'll be back to put you down myself, and your keeper won't stop me." Uriel said before disappearing.
Nevaeh sighs having the office to herself again before hearing a scream of children and thunder of foot patterns running in the hallway.
Nevaeh runs into the Home Ec. room that the children were running out of to see Sam standing over a boy with blood splattered across his face and chest.
"What happened?" The boy said scared and obvious to what happened.
Before Sam could respond the Teacher came back with the police and took the child away in hand cuffs.
"What happened here Sam?" Nevaeh asked confused.
"The kid jabbed the a jocks hand into the blender." Sam said in a little dazed "He had ectoplasm coming out of his ear Nev."
"Spirit."
"Yeah and angry one at that, we need to find out why it's targeting people." Nevaeh was going to reply at Sam's comment but the principal called her over the intercom.
"We might be in luck, tell Dean to meet me by the principals office." Nevaeh stated as she walked out of the room.
"You needed me Mr. Walsh?" Nevaeh said as she walked into the Principals office.
The man standing in front of her was attractive for a older man, and seem to know it as well. He was very fit and pulled off the salt and pepper look very well.
"You hear what happened?" he said giving her a smirk, obviously thinking more about his needs then the child's.
"I heard screaming and seen the janitor taking care of the child that was covered in the other ones blood." Nevaeh said walking towards Mr. Walsh seductively. "But lets not talk about that."
"What should we talk about?" Mr. Walsh questioned.
Nevaeh giggled and sat on top of the desk suggestively and crosses her legs showing a little bit of her lace underwear in the process.
"I don't know, any suggestions?" Nevaeh said as she tucked a piece of Mr. Walsh's hair behind his ear.
Mr. Walsh grabs Nevaeh's thighs and pulls her towards him. "I can think of a few…" He said wiggling his eyebrows at Nevaeh, which made her gag inwardly.
"Are you sure? You look a little tired." Nevaeh said cunningly.
Dean walks towards the principal's office seeing Nevaeh sitting on Mr. Walsh's desk and seeing him grab onto Nevaeh's thighs. Dean balls up his fist about to charge into the room when he sees Nevaeh raise her hand and places two fingers on his head. Mr. Walsh head lands in to Nevaeh's cleavage as he passes out. Dean opens the door in shock.
"You full on angel mojo'd that guy!" Dean said as he watch Nevaeh push the mans face away from her as she got up from the desk, letting Dr. Walsh fall onto the desk.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Nevaeh lied as she rummaged around the office looking through the files.
"Nevaeh, what the hell happened to you?" Nevaeh looked over to Dean and chuckled.
"Would you believe me if I said I was filled with the Holy Ghost?"
"Neva-"
"Lets not talk about it right now Dean, we have a case right now that needs to be solved." Dean was about to protest when the intercom in the office when off.
"Mr. Walsh?" the person on the intercom asked.
"He is- indispose at the moment, But I'm here at your service how may I help you?" Nevaeh said as she looked down at the sleeping principal.
"We need some one down to the gym, to have a nonviolent assembly."
"Well, that's what I'm here for, I'll be right there."
The intercom turned off and Nevaeh looked over to Dean.
"I have to go, try to find some thing and don't worry about him." Nevaeh said pointing at Mr. Walsh who was drooling onto the desk. "He'll be out for a while." Nevaeh chuckled and walked out leaving Dean in the office.
"So Barry was your friend?" Nevaeh asked Sam as they entered the motel room later that day.
"Yeah, I helped him when he was picked on by a bully in school." Sam said as he walks towards one of the bed and throws himself onto one.
"I'm sorry." was the only thing Nevaeh could reply seeing the hurt on Sam's face.
"Well I'm not, this means this case is going to be easy, salt and burn." Dean said walking into the room with a smile. Sam sits up and looks at dean with annoyance.
"so you guys are going to do it tonight?" Nevaeh asked.
"You guys?" Dean questioned Nevaeh, he didn't like what she was hiding from them and he was determined to find out what it was.
"Uh, yeah… I kinda have something to do tonight."
"What do you have to do that is so important?" Nevaeh looked over at Dean with irritation.
"Dean stop, it doesn't take three of us to burn and salt bones." Sam said tired of hearing Nevaeh and Dean bicker at each other.
"Sam you stay out of this, you didn't see wha-" Dean was interrupted by the pleading look on Nevaeh's face. "you know what, fine do what you wish!"
Dean threw his hands up in the air and sat down on the other bed with a grunt. He was tired, everyone around him seems to be lying to him and he was getting tiered of it. Dean was tired of being left out, like he never left hell. Nevaeh half smiles at Dean and puts her hand on his cheek making him look at her.
"We'll talk when you get back ok?" Nevaeh said giving Dean reassurance that she would let him in her little world. Dean nods his head and smiles back at Nevaeh.
Later that night when the boys were out on their mission, Nevaeh had a mission of her own. Nevaeh walks up the stairs towards the big church like school. She looks over towards the sign that read 'Saint Meredith Catholic School' and nods at herself before nocking on the door. She took a big breath as the door opens and reviles an older nun.
"Nevaeh, I was expecting you some time ago." The older Nun said before nodding at her before leading her into the building.
"I know, I just been caught up with things. You said you had something for me?" Nevaeh asked as she was led into an office.
The nun walks over to the desk in the middle of the room and retrieves a box that looked like it had been through hell and back. Nevaeh walked over to the nun who hands the box towards her.
"This was sent to us a couple months after you left, We thought we should keep it incase you came back." Nevaeh latches on to the box and holds it close as she smiles at the nun.
"Thank you." Nevaeh said through the tears that escaped her eyes. The nun nods and leads her back towards the door.
"You take care of yourself you hear, Angels are watching over you."
"I will, and I know." Nevaeh said with a hint of sarcasm as she said goodbye.
Nevaeh returned to the motel late that night seeing Dean waiting outside leaning against the impala.
"So are you going to talk to me about what happened today?" Dean asked in a smart-ass tone.
Nevaeh turns around and looks at Dean with tears still in her eyes. Dean gets off of the car and looks at Nevaeh with sympathy.
"What happened." Dean asked as he pulled her into a hug. He shifted uncomfortably as the box in her hands poked him in the chest. Dean lets her go and places the box in her hands onto the hood of the car.
"I know I said that I would talk to you bu… I ca-"
"Shh, Its ok we don't have to talk right now, its ok." Dean said as he holds Nevaeh closed to his chest letting her cry on his shoulder.
Dean looks down at the box he discarded from Nevaeh and felt a stab in his heart. The box was addressed to Nevaeh from a 'J.W.'. Dean was in shock; the only person he knows that signs anything with a 'J.W.' has been dead for the last two years. "What is in the box and why is it from Dad?" Dean thought to himself. He looked back at Nevaeh who held him tight and wondered what she is really hiding and what she got her self into.