And here is Chapter 4, all reviews are appreciated and spur me to write faster x
After she got checked in Willow showed her room number to him and bounced off with her laptop bag and backpack.
The clerk at the desk threw him a sleazy grin and Sam pushed down the urge to punch him in his sly mouth, instead he walked out of the reception and across the car park to the bar. Dean was already sitting at a table with three bottles of beer in front of him, one of which he offered to Sam when he sat in the booth opposite him.
"She's just dropping her bags off in the room and then she is joining us."
Dean nodded "so Sammy, what did you manage to get out of her in the car?"
Sam explained the story as Willow had told him before discussing what the British gentleman had told them down the phone. "You think its true then, all those girls we've been hearing about completing hunts before we even get there; you think that's because of her?"
Shrugging his shoulders Dean took a long drag off his beer. "I hope so Sam, I'm still not 100% on her with what Dad wrote, but I don't get any evil vibes from her, do you?"
"I don't no. She lost someone she loved and went off the rails, granted with her power it was more than your average bender, but I don't think it's in her anymore, at least I think she has dealt with it."
"Well let's be cautious, the guy from the Watchers Council seemed pretty sure of her and there's no way I know of she could have gotten out of the cuffs if she was using demonic magic but short of asking Cas to check her out I don't really know what else we can do."
"Why don't we call Cas then, let him know he butt text you and ask him to join us."
"Sounds like a plan Sammy." Dean fished his phone out of his pocket.
"Hey Cas, we're at the Steakhouse Bar and Grill in Ohio."
Before Dean could add anything else Sam saw Cas appear next to the door before making his way over to them. Thankfully no one else seemed to notice.
"You know Cas, it isn't polite to just hang up and port yourself here, a word or two of confirmation is appreciated." Dean sighed towards their angel friend.
"I don't understand why that is needed when I can be here before you would expect me to respond." Cas pulled up the chair between them and motioned towards the third beer, "for me?"
Dean threw him a weary stare, "no, do you want one though?"
"No, I do not require a beverage."
He leaned over the table slightly towards Cas, "we've run into someone we have been warned not to approach, a witch, we have it on authority that she I not evil but would you mind feeling her out for us?"
Cas glanced towards Dean for confirmation who nodded back at him. "Certainly Sam, I would be happy to do so, the safety of you both is imperative."
Willow dumped her bags on one of the beds and made her way to the suites bathroom to wash her face. Between the day she with the demons she had faced, and being accosted by the two brothers all she wanted was a shower and to sleep.
Right, pep talk time, Rosenberg! "Get your butt out the door, have a beer, collapse into bed for 12 hours. Start the next one tomorrow."
Grabbing her purse and phone and placing them in her jacket pocket she locked the door behind her and made her way across the car park to the bar.
On entering she quickly spotted the two brothers sitting in the corner but they had been joined by a third, a dark haired man in a tan trench coat.
She made her way over two them, smiled at the two brothers and held a hand out for the stranger who stood up.
"Hi, I'm Willow"
He awkwardly took her hand to shake it and she was almost knocked back by the light emanating from his touch, she steadied herself with her spare hand on the table.
"I am Castiel, it is nice to meet you Miss Rosenberg." He released her hand.
"I'm sorry, you've heard of me?"
"Yes, you are the witch, formally of Sunnydale and a vessel of the Powers that Be, I am glad to make your acquaintance."
Willow stared at him nonplussed for a few seconds before Dean tapped her on the arm to get her attention.
"Cas is an angel."
Willow took another look at the man opposite her and forced a small smile. "Wow, I mean I know an Angel, but I've never met, you know, an angel angel..."
"Ah yes, Angelus, I had forgotten you were comrades, I believe you were the one to return his soul?"
"Yes, twice now actually."
He moved his gaze away from her and settled on the older brother, Dean. "She is a fine companion to have; you need not concern yourself with any evil."
Willow sat down heavily on the chair next to her and she saw a beer slid along to her from Sam. Taking a sip she placed the bottle down on the table. "Don't get me wrong, I know you want to be sure but, you call an angel to do it? Surely he has more important things to do?"
Before either of the brothers could respond Castiel spoke, "I am friends with the Winchesters, and I believe they wanted to speak to me about something else?"
Willow saw Dean and Sam exchange a look, "oh it's nothing, just make sure to lock your phone before putting it in your pocket." Sam said with a boyish smile.
"Not that we don't appreciate hearing from you, but a message composed of punctuation and numbers doesn't really tell us anything." Dean added with a cheeky grin at her. Boy, he was putting on the charm.
"Certainly, I will be more careful in the future." With that he disappeared from in front of her.
All three of them stared at the now empty space before Sam let out a bark of laughter, "he can be pretty annoying when he zaps out without saying goodbye." Sam paused before lifting his beer and motioning it towards her, "can you forgive us for the cuffs and kidnapping?"
Willow laughed and clinked her beer against his before motioning to Dean who reluctantly did the same. "Of course, as I said, I understand you were going off old information and you wanted to be sure." She threw a wink towards Sam, "as long as any cuffs you bring to the party in the future are used for pleasurable pursuits it's fine with me."
From her side she could see Dean do a double take at her words, but just continued to smile at Sam. He was kind of cute, a little like Xander, boyish smile and whatnot, and she thought it would be funny to get Dean's back up considering he had been the one to cuff her so firmly.
"So tell me, you guys working a case at the moment? I know your dad always had one lined up to follow the previous one, when I met him he seemed to be constantly on the move."
She saw the mirth in Sam's eyes at her teasing his brother dim at the mention of his father, "actually we just finished one up, we were going to check the online papers for anything unusual in the morning."
"Yeah, we were just planning on taking the night off, having a few beers and kicking back tonight" Dean re-entered the conversation and tried to draw the focus back to himself, but Willow was having too much fun winding him up to let him draw her in, so she smiled at him and focused her gaze back on Sam.
"Oh, well, I was planning on finishing this beer" she took a long drag from the bottle, "going to my room, having a hot shower and then collapsing into bed."
God, what had gotten into her, two beers, two brothers and a meeting with an angel and she was all thrown sideways. She hadn't been this confident in speaking to someone interested in her since Kennedy, not that that had ended well. She shrugged internally, what the hell, it was nice to have some fun for a change and took another drag from the beer.
"So when did you meet out dad?" Sam asked her.
"Hmn, it was just after I got back from England the second time, we we're setting up the Watchers Council for all the new Slayers and were looking for people with experience in dealing with the weird to help. Anyway, Buffy, my friend, the original Slayer, she didn't want to deal with Hunters, but after Giles put the feelers out we got the names of a few reliable ones from a guy in Sioux Falls called Bobby and he put me in touch with your dad."
"So how come, according to my dad's journal you are to be avoided? Something about a hunter called Cain?"
Willow racked her brain to think of when she had met a hunter called Cain, and suddenly it came back to her and she laughed out loud. "Sorry, yeah, that was years ago, my boyfriend at the time, Oz, well he had just been bitten by his cousin who was a werewolf and yeah, he became one too, not that he knew what was happening mind. Anyway Buffy had knocked him out with tranquilizer but then this idiot turned up and said a load of horrible things to Buffy, that she was weak, a woman couldn't kill monsters, blah blah, so she took his rifle from him, bent it with her bare hands and basically kicked him out of Sunnydale. Anyway after that we avoided Hunters for a long time, they didn't trust us and we had didn't trust them." She paused to take a further sip of her beer before continuing. "So I met your dad briefly a few years ago out at Harvelle's Roadhouse, he was pretty wary of us I must say, but he wanted to help out once the business with the demon who killed your mom was dealt with. Anyway, we talked about my past and whatnot, as well as the Slayers and the Council, but before we could discuss him having a role down the line he went to deal with some trouble in Jericho and I never heard from him again."
"That, was a lot to get out in two breaths." Dean looked over at Sam, "must be why he never put anything else in the journal, Jericho was when I came and got you from Stamford and he left us the journal."
Sam nodded, and turned back to her, "so you know Bobby Singer then?"
"Yeah we've met a few times, he cut me, chucked holy water at me and said 'Cristo' a bunch of times to try and get a reaction before he decided I wasn't a demon."
"You know Ellen too?" Dean chipped in.
"From Harvelle's? Not really, we've met, said hi, I think she knows Giles from back when but I've only been there the once."
Dean nodded and motioned to the bartender for another round and before she knew what was happening another beer was placed in front of her.
Sam nudged it closer to her, "please, least we can do to make it up to you."
Willow smiled, and finished her first beer before moving the empty bottle towards the middle of the table, "actually, I could do with some muscle for my next stop if you boys can spare a few days?"
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