Chapter 5 – Kidnapped by an Angel
Melanie had been on the road with the Winchester's for about a week now. That week had probably been one of the most interesting she'd had in a while, even with Gabriel hanging around her all the time. Bugging the crap out of Dean had quickly become her favorite thing to do because it was just too easy. This also amused Sam, which made it that much better for Melanie.
"Get up shortie!" Dean shouted as he knocked on the top of his Impala.
Melanie stirred from her peaceful sleep to find that they'd pulled into another fleabag motel. She let out a sigh. Whenever she was on a hunt, she'd always stayed in the nicest hotels because Gabriel would never let her stay anywhere else. So this past week with the Winchesters was a completely different experience in more than one way. Melanie got out of the car, toting her bag with her.
"Great place." The hint of sarcasm dripped over her voice.
Dean just smiled and headed towards the room. Melanie walked in to find that Dean had already claimed one of the beds, which of course left Sam the couch. Again. Mostly because neither one of them would ever let her sleep on the couch when they worked together.
"Dean." He looked over at her. "Don't you think Sam deserves the bed tonight?"
"Well if you really want Sam to have a bed, you can share with me," he said as he winked at her.
"In your dreams, Dean."
Melanie decided she would pick this fight later. She looked out the window before drawing the blinds shut. They didn't need the other people around here to see the arsenal they were going to be keeping in their room. She flopped down on the couch and switched on the TV to find one of those horrible hospital shows was on. Melanie flipped it immediately settling on a sitcom. They were cheesy but entertaining.
"Where are we anyways?"
"Iowa." Dean flopped down onto the bed.
"All right. Why are we in Iowa?"
Sam sat down on the couch next to her and handed Melanie the laptop. She thumbed through all of the research he had open. Apparently some magician had escaped death and another guy died not long after. Definitely their kind of job.
"So I'm guessing we're going FBI on this one and asking around the convention?"
"Yeah, that seems like the best idea." Sam said as he took his laptop back to continue his research.
Melanie then heard the familiar flutter of wings that usually signaled that Gabriel was going to appear. She looked to the sound to see Cas. She should have known Gabriel wasn't going to show up her, but she couldn't help but hope. Melanie looked over at the other angel. His eyes were on her. She hadn't seen him since her birthday when Sam and Dean came to pick her up. Which meant she hadn't had a chance to talk to him yet about whatever it was that he wanted to talk about.
"Thought you couldn't find us."
"I called Dean." Castiel was still looking at Melanie. "We need to talk." He took a step towards her. "In private."
"You're gonna have to wait on that one Cassie. I'm watching TV right now and Sam and Dean are too busy to leave right now. Well Sam is." This resulted in her getting a pillow thrown at her head. "Well it's true!"
"This is more important than your TV."
"I doubt that…" she mumbled to herself.
Melanie turned back to the TV. She hadn't even noticed that Cas was now standing next to her. Before she knew it, his hand was on her shoulder and she felt the familiar pull in her stomach as she was transported somewhere else. She looked around the empty house. It was nicer than the motel they were staying in, but that didn't mean she wanted to be here. Melanie looked over at the angel, anger clearly written across her face.
"Seriously? You couldn't wait like ten minutes for me to agree to talking to you?"
"I'm sorry, but I really needed to talk with you about something."
"Something that couldn't wait ten minutes?"
Melanie watched as the angel hung his head slightly. She felt kind of bad for the way she'd talked to him, but she never liked being transported places with angel mojo. It always left a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach…and not a pleasant one either.
"What did you want to talk about that was so important?"
"I need you to call Gabriel."
"Why?"
"There is something I need to discuss with him."
Melanie let out a sigh. "Fine. I'll try to talk to him, but he's been quiet since that demon attacked me."
Melanie concentrated on the link, trying to get through to Gabriel. 'Gabe. Hey it's Mel. I need to talk to you about something.' Nothing. She tried once more, but still no answer.
"Like I said: quiet."
"Did you tell him it was important?"
"Cas, I have no idea what you want me to say to him. If he doesn't fell like I'm in danger, he's not going to answer."
Castiel opened his mouth to say something, but stopped short. Melanie gave the angel a perplexed look.
"I have to go. I'll be back soon. You'll be safe here." With that, the angel was gone.
"Really, Cas? Really?"
Melanie threw her hands up in defeat. She decided she might as well do something so she started to walk around the house. Better than doing nothing.
So I realize this one is a little bit shorter than the last few and kind of filler, but I needed this to get to what I'm planning for the next few chapters...one of which will include our favorite candy loving archangel. ;)
