Yay, another chapter! I'm going to try my hardest and post a new chapter every other day. This is my summer goal and I hope that you can remind me of it via reviews... *hint hint* Review :)\
This chapter is where the two main characters meet with a little info about what has happened so far... This is a little short, but I'll get it there, just bear with me.
Chapter 2
Isabella sighs as she closes up after a long day at work in her bakery. As she locks up, she wonders if her tip to the Winchester clan happened already, but decides to dismiss it. It wasn't like the man she saw would ever come into contact with her or even be interested in girls at all. After all, most of the good-looking guys are either taken or gay.
She walks to her apartment building that has a black gate in front and is painted white with the window outlines painted in a slightly lighter than navy blue. She signs in and walks to her apartment, apartment 221B. Carefully removing her shoes and placing them next to the coat hanger, maintaining an air of cleanliness.
Shadow, her pet panther, (Yes she has a pet panther, Shadow had been with her since she was 5 years old; she has a permit), comes and greets her, rubbing against her legs. Isa bends down and scratches behind Shadow's ears, padding over to put some food, (the local zoo helped with providing the meat if Isa provided fresh bread for the stores and breakfast for the staff of over 200 people on weekends), in her bowl.
Plopping down on the couch with a small bowl of cereal, Isa stretches out and turns on the television, flipping the channels until she gets to Friends. Shadow joins her and flicks her tail back and forth, settling on her feet, huffing discontentedly at the television show.
Isabella rolls her eyes and says, "You could have just said if you didn't like it."
Shadow looks at her and huffs, settling back down.
"Fine, fine I'll change it." Isa changes the channel to the Ellen Show, Shadow purring slightly in approval. "Spoiled cat."
3 weeks later
"Hey, Odinsbeard, you have a job to go to." Bobby says gruffly, handing Loki a piece of paper with the information and leaving to answer the phone and get the keys to the company truck. A Pinch of Happy, South Broadwick Street, on the corner, is a bakery, the pivot rod on the main sink needs replacing.
"'A Pinch of Happy?' That doesn't even make any sense." Loki scoffs; coming out from under the car he is working on and accepting the information.
"Oh, but it does, Lexi." Dean says, pulling out as well and taking the card from Loki's hand; Loki rolling his eyes at the constant changing of his admittedly strange-by-human-standards name.
"She makes the best pie I've ever tasted, and I've tasted a lot of pies." Dean insists, Sam agreeing from his computer.
"Oh, then that totally forgives the cheesy title of her bakery." Loki scoffs, getting up and wiping his hands and forehead to get rid of grease.
"Now, idjit, don't you mess with her. She's been through enough as it is and you don't need to cause any more trouble for her, understand?" Bobby says sternly, looking Loki in the eyes and promising death.
Loki, who is by now slightly interested in to how this strange woman earned the hard-won loyalty of the Winchester clan, nods, laughing in surprise when Bobby says sheepishly as he rubs the back of his now-red neck, "And if you can get a couple pies sent over, that would be great."
Isabella walks into her bakery to see how everything is going and sees her female, and some male, customers and employees drooling over a lean, dark-haired man in a tight T-shirt that sticks to his body as he works on the sink to her main faucet.
"Isa, what are you doing here?! Didn't the doctor say you need to rest that leg?" Samantha, the female manager who is in charge of the bakery whenever Isa isn't there to run things, says worriedly and prepared to push her out of the door.
"Oh, don't worry about me. I'm fine, I promise." Isabella waves the concern away and sidesteps her, motioning toward the stranger. "Who's he and why are people staring at him like he's their last meal?"
"That's because he is." Samantha sasses, "And I don't know who he is, he just walked in, told me that he was here to work on the sink, sent from the Winchester's and just got to work. He's been working for about an hour and a half so far and looking great doing it. Hey, maybe you should ask him out; it's about time for you to find some handsome guy and get on the dating bandwagon again."
"Uh, no thank you, I've had my fill of good-looking guys after the last one; no more dating for me, period."
"Uh-huh, we'll see." Samantha says, nudging her boss with her shoulder and going to serve her table.
Rolling her eyes at Samantha's words, although drooling a little herself, she uses her crutches to limp over to the counter. Carefully sitting on top of it, mindful of her right-below-the-knee boot, she teases him in hopes of seeing the stranger's "handsome" face for herself, "I didn't know the Winchesters hired a new employee."
The stranger, startled, bangs his head on the edge of the sink. He comes out, rubbing the back of his head, his eyes meeting hers.
Oh dear, she thinks, her eyes widening in shock, it's him.
"I didn't know the Winchesters hired a new employee." Says the most angelic voice Loki had ever heard.
In his hurry to match a face to the voice, he cracks his head against the edge of the sink. Mumbling to himself as he soothes the bump, he looks up and sees the most beautiful pair of eyes he has ever see. They are filled with… recognition?
What?!
And to think, he thought nothing interesting happened on Midgard.
Ooh... the plot thickens! Stick around to see what happens next... I will be trying to post a new chapter every other day in case you didn't read the author's note at the top. I don't on some new stories, but then I go back and appreciate the notes. :)
