A/N: I'm back and if I'm honest, I should be still studying like crazy, but you know how it is when the fanfictions are like a magnet.. Anyway, here's another chapter, which won't be the ending just yet. Sorry again for the long wait. -Many thanks to all the followers for sticking to this challenge.- Enjoy reading ;)
I'm really here, in the Impala with these two guys. Not just any guys, the best hunters around and I didn't act like a school girl, huh; I guess my poker face is on now. What can I ask them? 'Is it the apocalypse over yet? How's Cas? How much do you hate the Trickster? Are you ready for more pain?' No way, Dean will send my ass straight to Crowley.
I closed my eyes for a minute, took in the smell of leather, when Sam's voice interrupted my thoughts. ''Hey, you alright back there?'' I just recovered from this time travel, I'll live. ''Yes. The dizziness went away, I'm good.'' I sighed like I didn't convince myself either. The brothers turned around in sync and I'm sure that Dean wanted to say something, but his stomach made a growling noise at which Sam chuckled. ''That was short-lived.'' You are not alone Dean. Hungry stomach number two reported missing food. Looks like solidarity won today, guys. No Hunger Games any time soon, merci beaucoup. I'm hungry as hell.
''Same here.'' I swear I'm grinning like an idiot right now. Sam laughed; his head leaning back, while Dean showed his real smile and exclaimed: ''We worked so hard today, it's time to eat!'' Sam huffed in humor and disbelief. ''Yeah, you were hardworkingly snoring an hour ago, jerk.'' I definitely don't regret being here, not after this. ''True that, bitch.'' I smiled, unclasped my hair clamp out, ruffled my hair a little and returned the eye contact with the brothers. My self-confidence is back in town.
''Wait, we are forgetting something!'' thought Dean out loud. Haha, you mean Adam or the one thing that I have a name. Do I need to say it? Better not. Sam rolled down the window, noticing the slight lack of air. I prepared myself to say something, but what. I'm so ridiculous. ''Guys, we don't know who put me here or the reason of this. I'm not even from America. '' Keep calm, you did it. At that, Dean got the message. ''Right. About that, Sammy, do we call Bobby or you have something better?'' Sam nodded. ''Bobby sounds good. It's a plan. I mean, it's something at least.'' Are these two shifters? Dean seemed to come back to himself. ''Oh! I know what's missing! Your name. Sorry, sweetheart.'' He looked so ashamed, that even Sam eyed him cautiously.
''I'm Kate, nice to meet you in person.'' I need to know who is manipulating all this, because ugh, wrong way to stay under. Sam nodded again, Dean shifted in his seat to ask what his stomach has been rumbling about ''Okay, Kate. Diner or take out?'' I sighed heavily, almost fidgeting in the back seat. ''Diner sounds good. No. Honestly, I don't know. Unless I find a shirt without your face on it.'' Kid me not, I winked at him. Am I alone if I say that their behavior is different, strange actually? Same goes with mine.
''Some people will stare, but I don't think that's a problem. Diner it is then.'' The green-eyed hunter started the engine. The Impala glided through the air the same way as shown in the show. Awesome, Baby is really purring, wow! ''Well, your pajama also looks like a normal long sleeved shirt with shorts, I guess you look fine.'' tried Sam. Way to be subtle Sammy. After a five minute drive, we arrived at a nice looking diner. It looks normal, but knowing this world there could be werewolves working in it.
Notes: I hope you liked it. I managed to correct the mistakes I've found in the first two parts, feel free to check them. Thanks for reading :D More coming soon..