Dean

To be fair, I never should have reached for anything in my pants pocket while having a gun directed at me, because the next thing I know, white hot pain exploded in my shoulder and all hell broke loose. I fell backwards, causing my head to smack the hard, tiled floor. Another shot sounded in the empty house and I could hear the girl who shot me yell to another "Evie! What did you do to her?" A war cry sounded and then everything went black.

My head was pressed against my chest and there was a dull ache in my shoulder. I felt it again, a small slap to my face. Opening my eyes, I blinked rapidly, trying to clear my vision. Getting my eyes to focus enough, I could see two of the three girls standing around me. As I sighed, I felt the ropes and realized I had been taken. A muffled voice to my right told me that Sam had also been captured…and gagged.

"Dean?" Cas questioned. I looked over to him and could see he had been trapped in holy fire. "We should prepare better next time."

Fighting the urge to roll my eyes, I replied, sarcastically, "Yeah. Thanks for the advice, Cas." I twisted to look back at our capturers. As I did, the one who shot me was in my face. She had very green eyes to compliment her freckles, I noted. And those same beautiful eyes were filled with worry.

"How are you feeling? Are you ok? I really didn't mean to shoot you, but I mean, you scared me. So, I patched you up the best way I know how, but if there is any-hey!" the other girl standing behind her, grabbed her shoulder and pulled her away from his face, leaving a coconut fragrance.

"Get out of his face, Dee."

"Dee" stood up and clenched her hand. "Stop calling me 'Dee'!"

"'Lydia' is a mouthful. Dee is better." The other responded.

"Yeah, well me putting my fist down your throat is also a mouthful."

Whatever the other girls retort was going to be was cut off by the third girl swinging an angel sword as she skipped over to join the rest of the group. She had a ripped jean skirt over black leggings, a black ACDC shirt, and purple converse. Her dirty blonde hair has streaks of purple, bringing out her sapphire blue eyes. I recognized her as the girl who had her gun on Sammy. "Well," she said, "I was able to put the wards up. There are a few I can't do, though." She passed the angel sword to Lydia. "Help?" She asked.

Throwing a dirty look over her shoulder, Lydia snatched up the sword and stalked out of the room. Everyone watched her as she exited. The new one, who just walked in, looked at everyone. "This is the army they sent out to retrieve something? Pathetic. Evie, you and I could have done a better job with our eyes closed, hands tied behind our backs." She smirked at Dean. "And we would have made it out unharmed."

Evie grinned at her companion. "Too true, my friend." She tucked her light brown hair behind her ear, where Dean could be a bruise on the side of her forehead, then walked over to her bags and pulled out a gun. Checking to see if there was ammo, she held it out to the other girl. "Honors?" she asked.

The other girl rubbed her hands together. "Lace likey!" She snatched it out of Evie's hands, cocked the gun, and aimed it at Sam. "All right, pretty boy, what were you and the other two musketeers looking for?"

"Seeing as he is gagged, lady, I don't think he can answer you," I told her in my snarkiest voice.

She sighed and turned the gun on me. "I know, dude. I was going for ironic, but now that the moment is ruined…Evelyn? Can you please be a dear and ungag this peasant for me?"

"Excuse me? You can't go over there yourself and do it? What do I look like? I do not cater to you, bitch." With being said, she reached into her bag again and pulled out a PowerBar. Ripping it open, she took a large bite.

Rolling her eyes, Lace walked over to Sam and pulled the cloth from his mouth. Stepping away a few feet, she turned the gun back on him. "Ok. Now, now you can tell me what you were looking for."

Sam looked over at me and I moved my head slightly, left and right, to indicate that there was no chance in hell we were telling these bitches anything.

"We were looking for a book," Sam lied. The girl raised an eyebrow.

"A book? You come in here, with an angel nonetheless, looking for a fucking book?"

"Language!" Evelyn told Lace, half the PowerBar already scarfed down.

Lace looked over her shoulder. "Bite me. I am a grown woman of 22 and if I want to say 'fuck', I will say 'fuck'. If I want to say 'suck my balls, bitch, I will say 'suck my balls, bitch'. Hell, should I feel the need to say-"

"Whoa, ladies. Calm down, now. No need to fight over us," I laughed. Apparently, neither of them was amused.

"Can I just, I don't know, shoot him this time? Lydia got a chance, why can't we all take turns?" Lace asked her friend.

Evelyn shook her head. "Dee would kill us if we shot and killed him now. She just patched him up. You know she hates wasting supplies. Wait until he is a little better. Then, I give you my blessing to shoot him."

"But I would not give you mine," Lydia replied, coming through the doorway. "And, besides, these guys could be useful to us. If we play it right, naturally." She set the angel sword on a sleeping bag. "They tell us what they were here for?"

Lace sighed. "Not exactly. Pretty boy," –pointing to Sam- "said that they were looking for a book. However, I never trust anyone, so I think he is lying. Besides, we do not have any book that anyone would kill for."

Lydia nodded as she took it all in. Making eye contact with me, she walked over and knelt down. "How is the shoulder?" she asked softly.

Oddly, I felt a misplaced sense of trust with this Lydia girl. Sure, she shot me, but if the roles were reversed, wouldn't I have done the same?

"It tweaks a bit, but nothing I can't handle."

Her shoulders relaxed a bit. "Good. I stitched people up a few times, but nothing this bad. I was worried I did something wrong. Guess we will find out when you're deformed." She laughed. Hoisting herself off the floor, she stood with the other girls. "Ok, guys. Now, let us be truthful. What were you really here for?"

"The Angel Tablet," Cas told her. I would have freaked out on him, but his next line threw me off. "But you already knew that, because your demon friend here already told you," he finished and indicated to Lace.