The Hunter He Will Love
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Chapter 2: A first meeting is usually awkward
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"Sam, I'm back," the man yelled as he and Chris walked into a hotel room.
A younger man sat on a bed and nodded at Chris. Another man stood off to the side causing Chris to shiver in his presence.
"This person may be from the future," the man said.
Chris sighed and accepted the evitable, "I can't tell you about the future Dean."
Chris walked over to Sam and held out a hand.
"It's nice to finally meet you, I'm Chris Perry," Chris smiled remembering all of the stories he had heard about Samuel Winchester.
"Finally?" Sam asked shaking Chris's hand.
"We've never met. I heard about you from Sergeant Dean," Chris mumbled in embarrassment.
Sam nodded slowly and glanced at his older brother. Chris glanced at the man who had remained quiet, but was uneasy because of the feeling he got from the man.
"How did you time travel?" Sam asked.
Chris smiled slowly and said the words that the Charmed Ones hated the most, "Can't, future consequences."
"Then why say anything?" Sam asked.
"Because the people who know that I am from the future are hopeless at keeping it a secret," Chris said annoyed.
"You recognised me. How?" Dean demanded to know.
Chris wanted to lie, but he couldn't convince himself to do it, "After my family died Dean taught me almost everything I know from demonic research to beer consumption."
Dean laughed and held a hand out to Chris, "I'm Dean Winchester and this is my little brother Sammy. It's nice to meet you for the first time."
Chris chuckled and shook Dean's hand. He had not felt so happy since before Dean died. Chris's cheeks flushed at the contact of Dean's skin.
Dean frowned and sat on his bed. Chris followed his example and sat on the floor like a primary school student.
"Who were people that disappeared?" Dean asked.
Sam's head perked up, "Someone disappeared? How did they disappear?"
"They will be friends of yours. They are hunters with a very pure type of Wiccan magic, also known as good witches. One of them has a special a type of teleportation called orbing, because she is part whitelighter," Chris replied cautiously.
"How can witches be good and pure?" Sam asked.
"I am not supposed to say," Chris said staring at the ground.
"Witches are forces of good. You see people who perform dark magic are technically not witches, they are warlocks, even if they do not know the difference," the quiet man explained. "Good witches have protectors called whitelighters, which are similar to guardian angels. However they are a different classification than the angels of the bible."
Sam nodded slowly clearly trusting the man's explanation. Dean thought the man's answer over. Chris was surprised when the man disappeared.
"He does that," Dean laughed at Chris's expression.
Chris blushed, "Usually I know the person that disappears."
"One more question," Sam said.
Chris nodded hearing Piper call through his powers.
"You know Dean in the future and I noticed that you blush a lot around Dean. What is your relationship with Dean?" Sam asked.
Dean's eyes widened and Chris heard Paige call. Dean looked at Sam and then at Chris. Chris blushed, bright red, and looked at the floor.
"Future consequences," Chris muttered.
Chris heard Paige call again and was glad for the excuse to leave, "I should probably mention that I am a whitelighter."
Chris then orbed away.
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