He sat before a desk and a bowl in a very dimly lit room. There was a single lamp beside the mahogany desk, which was turned on a low beam. The man brushed his hair out of his face and began to speak in a foreign, dead language, as if to summon something. There was a sudden change of atmosphere in the room, more malevolent and menacing. Just standing outside of the metal, well locked door was enough to make your skin crawl with dark thoughts. His words ended with an eery ring and he sat before the bowl, staring into it like he was talking to the love of his life. His hazel eyes seemed to soften and he tilted his head slightly, as if listening to someone speak from a distance away.
"I think she's starting to suspect us, but she'll be dispatching to Flat Lick soon, so be prepared." He stopped speaking and blinked, waiting a few moments as if in a deep conversation that could be risked as his own death.
"No, I can't go with her, she doesn't trust that. . . Dean will be good to handle right now." He shifted in his seat and his young face took on a mournful look.
"She convinced that she can save Dean. I don't blame her, she seems to be the most powerful thing alive." The young man stared into the blood filled bowl, running his fingers through his hair again as he listened to the voice that seemed to emanate from the bubbling surface of his own sacrifice.
"The plan is coming along just fine then?" He paused, listening to a short word or two the voice from within the bowl.
"No, no one else suspects." He stood up now, his immense height hanging over the desk he once sat before.
"You'll tell me when you have her and Castiel? Make sure you don't leave anything behind. You know how Sam is when he loses someone close to him. Well I- what about Crowley? He doesn't seem to care, he just wants a rogue demon out of the way. I'll keep a close eye on him. Yes. . . Yes, of course. I'll keep a close eye on her too, Lilly can get really nosy and suspicious. I'm sure if she assumes something she won't say anything." He exchanged a few more words with the bowl of blood, then he stopped talking. They both seemed to "hang up" and the man grasped the bowl of blood, carrying it gingerly to the bathroom where he could pour it safely down the sink. He turned the faucet on, rinsing the sink out and getting rid of any trace that he made a "call" with someone. He was just leaving the bathroom when footsteps echoed down the hallway. His body jerked with the sudden realization that it could be Lilly, and he rushed to unlock the locks on the door without causing suspicion. The person was still a ways off, so he pulled open the closet and stripped his t-shirt off, picking through the other clothes that were hung up, trying to act as normal as he could. He was vaguely aware of the door opening.
"Didn't you already change your shirt today?" He turned to look at the girl with freckles and auburn hair, one that he'd known forever.
"Yeah, this one was just uncomfortable. Is it against the law to change my shirt twice in one day?" He pulled his cute half smile, causing Lilly's cheeks to rise with her own smile.
"I guess not." He turned back around, pulling a new t-shirt off a hanger. It was a little big on him, no, scratch that, everything was big on him. He turned to face the girl again and she moved closer to him. They hugged each other, and a barely audible 'I love you' was heard. Lilly suddenly tensed, as if it was a problem.
"You okay?" He asked her, noticing her tenseness. She pulled away from him, blinking several times and looking at the floor.
"Yeah, it's just- you've never said that." She looked up to see that his lips were pulled into a tight, almost forced, smile. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""There comes a time in a relationship when you should say it." She nodded and they both stood in silence for a few seconds. It wasn't awkward, it was an appreciated silence.
"So. . . ?" Lilly jumped a little, a bright smile lighting up her eyes.
"Oh, since Summer and Castiel already left, Sam asked me if me and you would wanna go try out the shooting range. He said it'll be good practice, since, you know, we're in all of this now." Lilly was excited, not because she was going go with him, but because she got to try something new, she could start over.
"Well, what are we waiting for?" She grinned and bounced out the door, disappearing for a few seconds before popping her head back in.
"Come on, Tyler! Don't be such a slow poke!"