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Chapter Thirteen

We had arrived in Okalahoma around midnight. I had slept most of the way so I was wide awake now. Dean pulled into a run down looking motel. I didn't complain about it. I've kinda gotten used to it. Sam was asleep in the passenger seat. I told Dean I would stay with Sam while he got a room.

A few minutes later he came back to the car and informed me we were in room 118. He shook Sam awake and we all grabbed our bags. As soon as Sam entered the room he flopped on the bed and was snoring again.

"I don't know how he does that." I said laughing. I swear Sam could sleep like a rock. "So what exactly is this hunt?" I asked Dean who was sitting at the table by the window.

"Not for sure. Sam said there were three people who have went missing in the past week. They all have been seen at this museum down the road. They go home and the next morning their gone."

"So their not getting napped at the museum, so whatever this is, is following them home. I say tomorrow we visit this museum."

"Sounds good. For now we should get some sleep."

I grabbed my duffle. "First I'm going to shower." I said then disappeared into the bathroom. I stuck my head back out to ask Dean to reach me my small bag by the table that had my shampoos and stuff in it. Only when I looked at him it was like he was frozen. I noticed him and Sam neither one were breathing or moving at all.

I slowly made my way out of the bathroom. I didn't have any weapon's on me so hopefully whatever this was I could fight it.

"McKinley Matthews." I spun around to see who spoke. Out of the shadows stepped Zachariah.

"Why am I not surprised? What do you want asshat?"

"Your father would be upset to hear what a mouth you have on you now. I don't think he would appreciate the effect Dean has on you."

"You didn't come here to complain about my mouth. What do you want?"

"Dean to say yes."

"Not going to happen." He ignored my comment and kept going.

" Michael to kill Lucifer, You away from the Winchesters."

"Well sorry about that, but I aint going anywhere."

"That's what you think." Before I could move away Zachariah grabbed me and touched my forehead with two fingers.

I hated when Cass would zap me somewhere with me knowing he was going to do it. Not knowing is a whole lot worse. It was like being stuck on a roller coaster unable to get off. I was ready to throw up.

I looked around the room. Zachariah was no where to be found. The room was empty except for the table sitting in the middle of the room.

"Isn't this just great. I go to take a shower and get zapped to god knows where."

"No God doesn't know where you are." A female voice said.

"And who might you be?"

"I am the angel of destiny."

"Let me guess, your working with Zachariah to bring on the apocalypse? To let Michael and Lucifer fight out this stupid family feud and destroy the world while their at it?"

"I believe in what Zachariah is doing. It's part of the plan."

"What plan? To destroy the world?"

"It's up to you McKinley to save them. You save the brothers and you can stop it. You have the power to stop all of this. This is a lesson your father is trying to teach you."

"Do you know where he is?"

"On earth."

"Why did Zachariah bring me here?"

"To get you out of the way."

"The way of what?"

All of a sudden there was a bright light causing me to shut my eyes. I opened them to find myself in the middle of a forest.