Chapter Twenty Nine- The Psychic

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Sam barely had a chance to comprehend my words. Almost when I had finished speaking them, feet clambered down the wooden stairs close by. He stared at me for a few moments before trying to act normal.

"Rox" Dean gave me a playful slap on my back along with brown paper bag, "double cheese burger"

"Thanks" I sighed and noticed that there was a woman stood slightly behind him.

She was about the same height as me but I noticed that she was wearing a pair of high heeled boots. Jeez she was short. Her hair was curly and there was a pair of dark sunglasses sat on her face. But there was something about her. She seemed wiser than her years could've allowed. She looked so open minded. She smiled at me, nearly all of her pearly white teeth were showing.

"Hey" she grinned then her body shifted towards Sam, "is that Sam over there?"

"Yeah, Pam, it's good to see you" he hugged her tightly.

She chuckled, "Huh, is that a blind joke?"

I couldn't help but smile as Sam shifted from foot to foot. He was clearly awkward.

"Ah I was joking," she smiled again and flirted with the two brothers, "eyes off my rack while I'm working guys"

Ruby and Anna shuffled down the stairs to join us all. I caught a flicker of the wings, for a moment I thought I saw scrapes of flesh hanging off the interconnecting bones.

Pam touched Anna's arm sympathetically, "it's okay, I'll be down there in a few minutes"

She moved away then, over into the panic room. When she passed I had to stop myself from retching, I swore I actually smelt rotting flesh. The brothers eyed me warily as I clenched my jaw tight and looked away. I noticed that the hell bitch hovered around outside still keeping an eye on the not-so-human-girl.

Pam turned to me, "so you're Roxanne"

It wasn't a question, just a statement.

I nodded, "it's Rox, and you're the psychic"

"Not as dumb as you look" she chuckled and lifted her glasses down a little. Her eyes were bright white, Alistair white. But there was no evil underneath them. They were plastic.

"What happened?" I fumbled with the paper bag.

She shrugged, "an angel happened…"

I glanced quickly at Sam. He knew what I was getting at. Could this woman see and smell what I did? Could she sense the same things?

"Umm, Pam?" he started.

"Yeah, Hun?" her grin returned.

He gulped, "Can you see anything strange about Anna?"

Pam's face crumpled a little, "no, all I know is something isn't right. Take Rox for example, if Pecs over here," she jammed her thumb over at Dean, "hadn't had told me about her all I'd know is that something isn't quite right"

"Huh" I pondered.

The brothers went off to join the others in the panic room leaving me and Pam to ourselves for a little while.

I sighed. Sometimes all of this was just too much to take in.

"Kid" Pam glanced at me, "I know about the blood binding between you and feathers"

"You do?" I clutched at the rosary. It was warm but dulled by the hex bag that I was carrying in my back pocket.

She nodded, "it'll cause a lot of trouble, I know that much"

"Trouble seems to be my only constant at the moment" I looked down the corridor and decided to tell her, "I see what she is…"

"What's that?" she asked me.

"Fallen" I whispered the word and she grasped what I meant immediately.

"She doesn't know?" she considered. There was wariness in her now. At least I wasn't the only one.

I relaxed a little, "she doesn't remember"

Dean's head appeared at the iron door, "you guys coming or what?"


Little more than ten minutes later I was perched on top of the desk eating my cheese burger. I had actually forgotten the last time I had the chance to eat one of these things. Ruby was outside as always, Sam stood nearby and then there was Dean sat on the rickety old chair. Pam was currently forcing Anna into a trance. She was a little more reserved than she had been with her before.

"Okay, I want you to think back, to when you were really young. Only a couple of years old" she soothed.

The comatose woman shook her head, "no, no, I don't want to"

"That's okay" she pondered, "all I need is one little look, just one look"

After a few seconds she started screaming and withering on the bed. Dean nearly launched himself on her.

"Anna! Are you okay?" he shouted.

"No!" Pam warned.

I lashed out with my hand and caught him by the arm before he could touch her skin. He gave me a bizarre look. I merely shrugged.

She continued to wither.

"Anna! When I count to five, you'll awake. One. Two, three, four, five" she counted quickly.

Her screams stopped and she opened her eyes. Really opened them. She remembered. Anna quickly sat up and regarded us all.

No one said anything.

"It's okay, I'm an angel" she smiled gently.

"A fallen angel" I corrected.


Not long later we were all upstairs, Dean was currently driving Pamela home. I couldn't blame her for wanting to get out of this. A part of me wished that I could've gone with her. Anna was pacing the room and I couldn't go too close to her. The smell of those wings nearly knocked me out when I followed her up the stairs. I huddled close to the wall and kept peering out of the window every so often. Ruby was being her usual self. Annoying. She kept sliding remarks in whenever possible and whispering in Sam's ear.

"So, Cas and Uriel wanna kill you?" I reiterated still trying to get my head around the whole situation.

She stopped pacing and looked up, "Yeah"

"Any idea why?" Sam questioned.

"Look at what the last fallen angel turned into" Ruby quipped.

Anna shrugged, "same hymn sheet, different verse I guess"

"So what happened?" I asked with a sigh.

"Umm" she started to bit her lower lip, "I just wanted to feel. I was sick of being a statue, sick of having to obey a father that I had never met and wasn't even sure existed-"

"What?" I broke her off, "wait, I thought that angels had to believe in God. It's sorta a given"

She looked ashamed, "we do…if we don't we die"

"What?" Sam gaped.

"Only four angels have seen God's face and there are thousands of us. I lost my faith and I fell" she explained simply.

"Like literally fell?" he asked.

She nodded.

Ruby turned the conversation back towards more practical matters, "so how are we gonna fight both heaven and hell? It's like Mothera and Godzilla"

After a moments silence Anna perked up, "I could get my Grace back"

"Grace?" I eyed her warily.

"Its energy" she started then added, "that shimmery stuff under an angel's eyes"

"Ah" I gulped. How the hell did she know what I could see?

The other two looked at me and I merely shook my head. It was too difficult to explain to myself let alone anyone else.

"So this Grace" Sam pondered, "can it be seen like a meteor or something? By humans I mean."

She had to take a moment to think about it, "Yeah I guess so"

I saw a pair of headlights come up the drive. I glanced quickly at my watch. It was past three in the morning. I wondered whether Zach would drop back early.