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"You're real!" Chuck exclaimed seeing Eve.
"Do you know her?" Both Sam and Dean asked at the same time.
"Yeah…" Chuck said still confused. "I mean no…I mean I saw her but didn't know she's real."
..
"You looked different than my visions." Chuck said.
"You saw me in your visions? But why? Are you sure it was me?" Eve wondered.
"Sure as hell" He confirmed. "You're Eve Blake, the one who killed the devil's son, right? And now he's coming back and if you didn't kill him first he'll rip your head off. Am I right?" Eve's stomach sank and her face went pale, she nodded.
Chapter 8: The Prophecy.
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"Hi Sam," Eve said as she walked downstairs.
"Hey, you're up early, I'm shocked." Sam laughed. Eve nodded and snatched Sam's coffee mug from his hand.
"Yeah, I went to bed early, couldn't handle your brother's Western movie marathon." She rolled her eyes taking a zip. "Your coffee rocks,"
"Oh yeah, he told me about it but I skipped." Sam said.
"Lucky you, he said I'm going to like it but hell, it was torture, Western movies dude, I hate them." Eve said handing Sam his empty mug. "Lets talk in the kitchen; you finished all the coffee Sam, I only drank a little."
"Sorry for drinking from MY mug." Sam rolled his eyes as he stood up walking after Eve to the kitchen.
"Apology accepted." She teased him smirking, grabbing two clean mugs from the cupboard. "I'll make you a nice cup grumpy."
"Thank you," Sam smiled sitting at the kitchen table. "So, how far you could handle?"
"Not much, I couldn't bring myself to watch a whole movie, I love your brother but man, these old stuff are really crappy." Eve said. "And Dean was watching with a cowboy hat on his head Sam, a hat." She laughed shaking her head as she poured some coffee for her and Sam. "He looked really hot, but, he kept quoting ever single line, he wouldn't shut up."
"Hat, pie, lots of beer, I'm familiar with the process." Sam laughed and Eve nodded handing him the coffee.
"Yeah, I ate some pie, and then headed to bed; he didn't even notice I was gone." She laughed.
"Of course he wouldn't, Clint Eastwood, or you?" Sam teased.
"Yeah, I know, Clint won." She laughed sitting at the table in front of him. "I felt him crawling into bed around 6am, but I was too tired to talk to him. Its good he had a nice time, he has been grumpy for a while now,"
"The dreams?" Sam asked and Eve nodded with a sigh. "He didn't want to talk to me about it, and when I asked he snapped and asked me to buzz off."
"Same here, last time he did the same and we had a small fight, I didn't ask him about it but I sleep next to him everyday Sam, I can feel it." Eve said.
"Any word from the angels?"
"No, almost three weeks now, and nothing, like nothing, nothing, no weird dreams, no stupid visions, no sudden freaky appearances, I wonder if they died or something."
"You didn't try to call Arial or Cas?"
"No, I know if they had something they will show up, and to be honest, I just wanted to have some time to myself, it won't last long." Eve admitted. "They aren't shy, they will show up when they need something or they have something new to tell us."
"That is true," Sam said getting up. "Okay, I'm going out for a while, you need something?"
"What? I don't want to stay here all day on my own dude, and Dean won't wake up now." Eve said.
"I didn't say you can't come," Sam smiled.
"Yay, cool, I'll go change and we can go together, I will buy you some ice cream too." Eve giggled.
"Sounds good to me, as long as you don't smite someone." Sam said, half teasing, half serious.
"Smite someone? Sam, I don't walk around hurting people!" Eve said snapping a little. Sam stared at her silently. "If there is something you want to say, grow a pair and say it, Sam."
"You know what I mean Eve, you're changing and," He paused sighing. "Can't say I like it, and don't say the powers, its part but not all. I hate to say it, but sometimes you scare me."
"Scare you? Wow." Eve said looking surprised.
"I didn't mean it like that, Eve, I'm," Sam started but Eve shook her head cutting him off.
"Doesn't matter Sam, I don't really want to talk about that, you wouldn't understand anyway," Eve huffed looking the other way.
"Try me, you just said Dean is driving you crazy because he isn't talking, don't be the same." Sam told her, earning a glare.
"I hate you, you know that?"
"You know I'm right."
"Look, I just can't control it, I don't know, something is going on inside of me and," she paused sighing. "I just don't know Sam, its not only powers, I admit, but when I get angry it ticks off, I burst and it's hard to stop me, and its getting worse. It's been a while now since my powers were released and I still can't control them, not like I hoped I would." Sam took a deep breath staring at her. "Great, now you think I'm a freak who's gonna get all Hulky and kill you."
"Freak? Are you kidding me? I have been there Eve; I wouldn't call you a freak, or Hulky." Sam said. "Problem is your powers are much stronger now, you need to fight harder."
"Harder? Oh god, Sam," Eve laughed bitterly. "You have no idea how hard I'm trying, I try to show how cool things are and that it's all alright but it isn't, not really." She sighed, "It's getting worse with time, I'm getting tired from all the argues, the dreams, and the whispers, I see things, Sam, I," she stopped her sentence looking down, sighing.
"Why didn't you tell anyone, Eve? You know we would help you." Sam said seeing the look on her face; he was trying to make her feel better. Of all people, Sam knew exactly what she was going through, because one day he went through it too, and he thought the same, that he was a freak, no one would understand him or was able to help him, and such thoughts made him make the worst decisions in his life, now he was trying to help Eve, he didn't want her to see her in his position, not after all that, and not if he could help her, she was not only a friend now, she was practically family. Also Sam didn't forget that Eve was the one who helped him to get rid if the curse he carried since he was a child, the demon blood, Eve was the one who healed him.
"You guys have enough, since I walked into your lives and things got messy, I'm fine, only,"
"Don't lie; you just said you aren't fine." Sam cut her off.
"I'm fine, only when I use my powers, its like addiction, I use them I feel better, nothing hurts, no dreams, no nothing." She admitted. "But if I don't, I get tired, and…" She shrugged.
"I'm sorry. I hope there was anything I can do to help." Sam said feeling sorry for her, for the fact he couldn't help her.
"Don't tell Dean, please, he is going through enough now, can't add this too." She said and Sam looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Don't give me that look Winchester, just do what I tell you, please." She smirked. "Or I will make you."
"See, such a flip makes you scary." Sam said rolling his eyes.
"I love being scary, 'coz scary me is hot. Well, hotter." Eve smirked sticking her tongue out at him. "Okay, enough with the chick flick here, dude."
"Fine, but just for now," Sam said. "I don't need to say that I'm here anytime you want to talk, right?"
"I know Sammy, and for that, I love you." Eve smiled, leaning up to press a kiss to Sam's cheek. "Thank you."
"We are family." Sam said smiling.
"Yeah, we are." Eve said smiling back at him. "But hey, I will go get ready now, and since you made me talk, you're the one who's buying the ice cream."
"Hanging around Dean ruined you." Sam laughed.
"Yeah, bad influence. Blame it on him, totally." Eve laughed as she hurried upstairs to get dressed. "Give me ten minuets."
"I'll wait outside by the car." Sam informed on his way out.
"Awesome, I'll drive though." Eve said making Sam roll his eyes on her, walking out without answering her.
...
For the next few hours Eve and Sam wandered around the town aimlessly. Sam didn't have a certain plan to go, he only knew he didn't want to sit at home and do nothing, and having Eve with him was a good call. The two of them tried to forget all about the hunts, powers and dreams; they tried to act like two friends on a day out trying to have some fun. They even didn't take Dean's car like they planned; Eve's new idea was to walk, to do lots of walking, and talking too. It reminded them of the first time they went out together, when Eve was right out of her coma and just met Sam and Dean. And Sam offered to help her get new clothes and devices that will help her adjust being out of a long coma. And that day was just like it, they took it as a chance to bond, since the constant hunts, issues, and crap was getting in the way.
After getting the ice cream Eve demanded to eat, walking around in town stopping by every shop that sells clothes. Sam and Eve finally stopped by a book shop, and they thought they'd take a look, maybe they'd find something helpful to them or Bobby, or to get some comic books and Stephen King novels for Eve.
"Sam, heading there, they said there is a new thriller series out." Eve said looking excited, pointing at the posters that was scattered all around the shot once they got in.
"Careful, it could be a crappy thing." Sam said seeing her pout at him.
"Buzz killer. I'm only going to take a look." Eve said rolling her eyes. "Go, go Sam, go look for something boring to read."
Sam laughed. "Fine, try not to get lost." He teased.
"You try not to get lost." She teased back, giggling. Walking away from where she and Sam were standing, Eve went into the new arrival section, looking for the new series she heard about. "Excuse me, I heard about a new thriller,"
"Yeah, yeah, the second raw on the left," The older woman told her fast. Eve looked at her confused. "Everyone is asking about the same thing dear."
"Okay, thanks." Eve shrugged walking to where the woman told her, seeing the huge posters of the new series all over the bookstore. "Aftermath… interesting," she muttered scanning the place, looking around. "What the fu…" she gasped seeing the name of the writer. Carver Edlund. Checking out the paintings – posters again, Eve saw the massive main poster there, it had a three people posing, a sexy young brunette who was barely wearing clothes on her body, being only in a tight denim shorts, a revealing top and high leather boots, posing as she leaned against a red motorcycle, while two guys standing next to her leaning against an Impala, one of them was a tall guy with long hair, wearing nothing but a pair of jeans, the other was a tough looking guy who was wearing a leather biker jacket. The three were posing like models, looking like what a typical lame book cover would be. "Oh Chuck, this better be good or I will rip your head off." Eve muttered to herself.
"Can I help you miss?" A guy asked Eve, coming from behind startling her.
"Uh, yeah, um," Eve stuttered, still confused. "I heard about that series, Aftermath, but um, only a friend told me about. So I want more info, you know."
"Yeah, yeah, sure." The guy said grinning at Eve, as he reached for pamphlets handing her a couple. "Have you heard of the Supernatural series?" Eve nodded at him. "Then you know what to expect, it's the same writer, Carver Edlund, I've read his works, trust me, its awesome." The guy said trying to get Eve to buy the books, she wasn't sure if he was that excited for real or he was only trying to push her.
"Oh yeah, master piece." Eve commented smiling nervously.
"It is." The guy confirmed. "Thank god the series picked up,"
"What?" Eve exclaimed in shock.
"You didn't know?" the guy asked her in shock.
"No, I didn't." Eve answered feeling her anger building up. "Last thing I heard of was when Dean went to hell."
"Oh no, no, that was three years ago. They published again." The guy told her. "Crazy twists, angels, seals, Lucifer, the Apocalypse; you have to read it, we have a sale on it, since the new series is out, you know."
"Um, can you tell me more about the new series?" Eve asked, trying to control her anger.
"Yeah, sure." The guy said pointing at the pamphlets in Eve's hands. "All you need, just a basic info are in those pamphlets." He said smiling at her. "Would you like me to get you the Supernatural books? After Dean is back from hell?"
"Yeah, all of them, all of the books please." Eve replied. "Oh, when did Chu, I mean Edlund start publishing again?"
"Humm, about a year ago, he stopped for three years you know, and then he said he got his muse back, and he was going to make up for his fans by publishing more than a book at once. Before we used to wait for months for these books, but when he published again, we got like a book monthly." The guy said in excitement. "He finished the Supernatural series though, with the battle."
"The Michael and Lucifer battle, right?" Eve questioned and the guy nodding with a smirk.
"I thought you didn't read it?" He asked.
"Yeah, I didn't but my friend told me, she didn't hear of spoiler's alerts." Eve said laughing nervously. "So, he wrote Aftermath after Supernatural?"
"No, there was another series in between, it was a hit, even got more popular than Supernatural, Evanescence, it was like Supernatural but with a different main character, a girl named Eve, Evelyn, but everyone says Eve." The guy said and Eve's face dropped. "It had five books, and then he wrote Aftermath when Evanescence was over. It was more violent and smutty than the Supernatural, and comparing to Aftermath, both series were school books."
"That so?" Eve muttered and the guy nodded eagerly. "Is it in those pamphlets too?"
"Oh no, wait." The guy said taking a few steps away from her, to a desk near by looking through its drawer. "Here," He said picking up another pamphlet for the series he was talking about. "This is for Evanescence; the ones I gave you are for Aftermath, its collaboration, a crossover between Supernatural and Evanescence. When the brothers meet Eve, after she wakes up from her coma, but Aftermath isn't complete yet, only three books."
"Great, um, I want them all please, Supernatural, Evanescence, and Aftermath." Eve said.
"Great, I will get you Supernatural first, but you have to give me sometime, so many books."
"Sure, take your time. I'm going to take a closer look at the books." Eve said forcing a smile at the guy. He smiled back, nodding; he hurried to get her the books she asked for. "Chuck, what have you done?" She sighed checking out the pamphlets she had.
"A new series by Carver Edlund, the author of the Supernatural series…
Evanescence, The new thriller of Evelyn, angelic face, demonic powers, and a history of pain and betrayal, will she let love enter her world? Or she is going to live bitter for what she lost? Humans, angels, and even demons are seeking for her love. Will the new queen of hell choose a lover, or, her powers are her one and only love?
Find out with us, the story behind Eve… Carver Edlund's new hit series.
OFFER, only for a day…Own the 5 books new books, with a signed poster from Edlund. Hurry!
*Books titles in order: Innocence. The Burdon. Bloodline. The Truth. The Beginning."
"Wow Chuck, like when you made my name longer I won't notice. So smart, mother fuc-" Eve cursed, pausing when someone passed near her. Huffing, she checked the other pamphlet she had.
"Carver Edlund's master piece, the moment we all waited for. Evanescence & Supernatural's crossover, when Evelyn meets Sam and Dean.
Don't miss the chance of finding out what will happen when Eve wakes up. New hot series, your two favorite works together in one. Aftermath.
ONE day offer, get Aftermath, the new series in 3 books, with a signed poster (Sam, Dean and Eve) and automatically register to get the 4 and 5th books – and the last in the series – with half the price… Hurry!
*Books titles in order: The Awakening. The Sacrifice. The Rise.
(Unpublished) The Darkness. The End."
"Hey miss," The same guy from before said as he arrived holding two bags of books in his hands. "I got you the whole package of Supernatural series, there is an offer today, forty percent off on them."
"Oh yeah, lucky me." Eve said. "Do you guys deliver?"
"Oh yeah, for such an amount, we deliver." The guy told her. "You still want the other two series, right?"
"Yeah, you said how many books?" Eve asked him.
"Eight books, five for Evanescence and three for Aftermath. Plus, if you got the three new books, you get the new ones with half the price, another offer today." The guy told her. "They will be out next year, January and February I guess."
"Wow, I feel so damn lucky today." Eve said sarcastically, but the guy didn't pick on her sarcasm and nodded at her.
"Oh yeah, but be careful, like I said, the series is very violent and very smutty, once Eve met with Sam and Dean, phew." The guy warned Eve.
"Oh, thanks, I'll put that in mind." She smiled. "Um, bring up all the books, its going to be a fun night."
...
"I thought you wanted to stay out the whole day?" Sam asked in confusion.
""I thought so too, but something came up, we really need to go home." Eve said as she walked in a hurry next to Sam, dragging him out of the bookstore.
"Is it a girl thing?" Sam asked her, when Eve stopped looking at him in confusion. "I don't know, you said something came up, I thought it might be, um, you know."
"No Sam, not that." She huffed starting to walk again. "It's about us, all of us."
"Eve," Sam said stopping her. She sighed releasing her arm from him.
"Its about Chuck, he published again."
"What?" Sam asked in shock. "I thought we were clear he shouldn't publish anything."
"Me too, I mean hell, I promised I will kill him if he did and now I feel like ripping his freaking head off and play football with it." Eve growled. "Sam, he wrote about me. I was clear with the son of a bitch that he can not write about me," she said giving Sam the pamphlets she got from the store. "Look how they draw me; I look like a prostitute for crying out loud."
"Eve, give me a chance," Sam said checking out the pamphlets as Eve rolled her eyes at him waiting impatiently for him to read. "He finished Supernatural, and started another two!"
"Oh yeah, and take that, the dude at the store said that I should be careful reading them, so smutty and violent. Chuck went crazy Sam," Eve said.
"We have to see these books." Sam said, sounding like Eve, irritated and about to snap.
"Already bought them, they will be delivered home this afternoon, all the shit he wrote about us." Eve told him. "I hope this time Dean won't stop me from killing this punk." She muttered walking in front of Sam.
"I'm sure Dean will pass this time." Sam said back. "If he didn't, I will."
...
As soon as Sam and Eve arrived at the house, they found the books there, since the two of them walked their way home, the delivery was faster than them. So, when they arrived, Dean was the one to greet them looking utterly confused about the massive amount of books he just got. And their content.
"What the hell is that? Chuck freaking published again!" Dean exclaimed. "When did this happen, where were we?"
"We were busy cleaning up my mess Dean, that's where we were!" Eve sighed taking a seat on the couch.
"Wasn't I clear when I said do not publish, it's our damn lives and we don't want it in public?" Dean rambled walking around the room nervously, holding one of the Supernatural books in his hand, with the title 'The End'. "I'm going to rip his heart off; I won't care about any angels this time."
"That's my man." Eve smirked. "And baby, this isn't all of it." She said taking another book out of the bag. "There are two other series, not only he picked up with Supernatural, he wrote two more. The first one is dealing with my damn life before I got into the coma, since I met Adam back at school, until I killed him. And the other one is after I woke up from the coma, when I met you and Sam, the last book ends with Adam's birth."
Dean looked at her speechless. "And Dean, I only scanned the books; Chuck really is out of his damn mind. The shit he wrote ain't real man." Sam said.
"Yeah, totally not true. He is making me look like a freaking whore, except for Bobby; I literally banged everyone, humans, angels, and even Adam dude." Eve growled. "And I didn't even read yet, only checked a book or two, Dean, I'm so going to kill Chuck."
"But he said he doesn't get any visions anymore, or whatever he used to get." Dean said. "How could he write that?"
"He already saw me Dean, when we where there he said he saw dreams about me, until I woke up from the coma." Eve replied.
"Yeah, but then he said he didn't dream of anything once you did."
"Maybe he is now," Sam told them. "I mean who knows how this whole thing works?"
"The angels!" Dean and Eve said at once. "Yeah, the angels, and we should call one." Eve trailed off glancing at Dean. "You cool with it, right?"
"We need help about this shit, so," Dean sighed. "But, we always can call Cas."
"Or Arial, he might know something too," Eve said. "Like you said, we need help to know more about this shit."
"Guys, we can call both. As usual." Sam told them feeling the tension, knowing how sensitive things were now when it comes to Arial and Dean. "One of them might not be available."
"Or doesn't want to answer." Dean muttered.
"You are one pain in the ass, you know that? I told you it wasn't like that." Eve snapped at Dean.
"Yeah, you still didn't tell me what was it, Eve." He said.
"Bite me, I won't say anything. Ain't your freaking business." She said turning around giving him her back. "Arial, please, we need your help." Eve called. In a matter of seconds, the three of them felt a light gust of wind followed by the sound of wings fluttering. When Arial showed up in the middle of the room.
"I believe you called for me." He said calmly looking at Eve. He looked different than usual, the way he talked, the way he looked, and the way he acted, not to mention he didn't show up for more than three weeks now.
"Wow, that's not cold." Eve scoffed raising an eyebrow, she checked Arial out he looked with his rock-metal outfit.
"Well, Eve, I was in England, in a concert. So, can you hurry?" Arial said looking impatient and a little bit annoyed.
"Wasn't three weeks of concerts enough for you, Arial?" Eve asked glaring at him.
"Eve, why did you call?" He asked her, cutting it short. "I need to go, soon."
"I thought I was the priority." Eve said, with more anger in her voice.
"You are, but I don't see any one wants to kill, eat, or shoot you, so, hurry." Arial said coldly, and even with Eve's anger and annoyance, she was speechless glaring at him in silence.
"Well Arial, you can go if you want, I told them to call for Cas, but," Dean said, smirking a little.
"I'm already here, so someone better start talking." Arial said with the same emotionless tone.
"Jerk!" Eve muttered sitting back on the couch next to Dean, who let out a small laugh enjoying the small fight between Eve and Arial. "Don't be so happy Dean, wait until you see how Chuck made Arial look and do in the books." She said. Dean wasn't laughing anymore.
"Well," Sam started as he rolled his eyes on all of them. "Arial, do you have any idea if Chuck is receiving any visions or whatever like he used to see us?"
"Chuck? I don't think so, no. He doesn't, not anymore." Arial answered. "Nothing since I woke Eve up from her coma. Why?"
"Simple, read this." Eve said throwing one of the Aftermath books at him; it was the first book, The Awakening. "You're an angel; you sure can mange to read it all in a second or something."
Arial caught the book looking confusingly at it. "I thought Chuck was over with this." He said and the rest nodded at him.
"We thought so too." Eve huffed. "Check out chapter five."
Arial opened the book looking through it until he reached chapter five like Eve asked.
(*Arial wrapped his arms around Eve's waist as she clung to him, when she felt a cold breathe, before both of them vanished right after the Winchesters left.
"Woah!" Eve said clutching tightly to Arial once they landed to a solid land. "That was weird man!" She said still hanging to him.
"You can let go now Eve!" Arial chuckled a little assuring her it was okay to let go now.")
"That's us," Arial said and Eve nodded at him.
"Keep reading, gets better." She said sarcastically.
("Rise and shine Eve!" Arial said waking Eve up shaking her shoulder.
Eve was deep asleep but she slowly opened her eyes seeing Arial in front of her she grunted stretching a little in order to wake up, then she realized something, that she was naked and in front of Arial.
"Son of a bitch!" Eve snapped covering herself with the sheets. "What the hell man? Don't you ever knock?" She yelled. "And come on perv, since when you been here?"
"Woah, chill, I just got here!" Arial said laughing, "And I didn't see much, only your boobs!" He said winking at her giving her the 'thumbs up' teasing.
"Asshole!" Eve yelled throwing a pillow at Arial but he vanished showing on the other side of the bed and stood there grinning.)
"Who said I wanted to share this with the world?" Arial grunted, now losing the cold tone he had earlier.
"Well, makes two of us." Eve said. "Plus, this Chuck bastard didn't write what really happened, well, not all of it, he," she paused sighing, looking at Dean then back at Arial. "Keep reading, skip to the end of this chapter, last two pages." She told him, and Arial knew what she was talking about.
("Do it!" Eve said softly, her heart pounding hard in her chest. "I said," she started but couldn't finish as Arial cut her off pressing a soft kiss to her lips, Eve put her hands on his head keeping him down, deepening the kiss.
"We can't do this!" Arial said pulling away, still so close to Eve.
"And who said I care about the rules?" She told him. "Oh, no one said, because I don't care about the rules!"
"Eve," Arial started but it was Eve's turn to cut him off leaning up to brush her lips over his.
"Rules were made to be broken," She chuckled pulling back. "But I do know we can't do this," Eve smiled. "It was nice though, I was kissed by an angel, literally!"
Arial smiled back at her looking her in the eyes. "You're crazy!" He chuckled.
"Been said!" Eve shrugged winking, "So, what now?"
"This," Arial said and leaned to kiss her one last time, this kiss was longer than the ones before it, and more passionate. He felt Eve smiling against his lips. "Screw the rules." He said backing up, sitting on the couch, as he took off his shirt, and then he helped Eve to sit down.
"I thought angels don't do this." Eve said straddling his lap, also taking off her small top. But Arial didn't answer; he smirked at her before pulling her into a heated kiss, his hands starting to work their on her body.
"Well, you need to reconsider changing your sources of knowledge." He said smirking at her. "You know, we need to get to a comfier place." He said placing his hands on her naked back, as the two of them vanished from the living room and appeared in Eve's bed room, on her bed.
"Shit Arial." Eve gasped. She was now lying on her back, while Arial on the top of her. He smirked at her before his hands started to work on her clothes, striping her down completely enjoying every second of it. "Should I have high expectations?" She asked teasing a little, feeling her body burning up, yearning for his touch.
"Evelyn, I'm an angel. Nothing better than that." Arial smirked before he leaned down pressing another kiss to her lips, his hands stroking her body heading down to…)
"Arial, are you ever gonna finish reading?" Sam asked snapping Arial out of his thoughts, and readings.
"Um, no, no." Arial said looking like he was dreaming.
"That's a reaction; guess you liked what you read!" Eve said sarcastically. "You get my point now?"
"Yeah, I get it. Shame it didn't happen like that." He said smirking, as Eve's face went red, getting up to snatch the book from his hands.
"Show me that!" Dean said taking it from her.
"No, not now, we need to talk to Chuck, not read the books, trust me Dean, you don't want to read any of this, especially the books he wrote about me." Eve huffed taking the book back from Dean.
"We are going to Chuck for sure," Dean said taking the book from her again. "But first, we have to check the books."
"Well, I better go now," Arial said but Eve stood up again looking angry.
"Really?" She growled. "We are going to Chuck; you read the damn book, what you don't feel like coming?"
"No, not really. That's your issue now Eve, he only wrote some books, not a big deal." Arial told her simply, letting out a small shrug. "I just want to go back to my concert."
"Son of a bitch!" Dean said catching their attention.
"What the hell dude?" Sam exclaimed, while Eve and Arial knew why Dean snapped.
"Chuck is dead meat." Dean said angrily throwing the book on the floor storming out of the room. "We are leaving tomorrow morning." He informed on his way out.
"I should go too." Arial said vanishing, ignoring what Eve was saying.
"Dick!" Eve muttered looking at the spot he was standing in.
"We better start reading." Sam huffed.
"Yeah, we better, because when I beat the shit out of Chuck, I'll do it for every word I read." Eve said sitting back on the couch, taking another book out of the bag.
*Most of the Arial/Eve parts are taken from the one shot I posted earlier 'The Missing Weeks'…
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