Leaning against the cluttered counter I picked up my sandwich and nibbled on it. I was off in my own world as I ate mid chew of one of my last few bite's bobby walked in; a cup of whisky on the rocks in on hand and a sheet of paper in the other. I knew by the look on his face I had a mission to do that my brother's didn't want to which meant no action what's so ever for me.
"need you to go to you're dad's ol storage bin here in town he had box there with some information on the thing you're brother's are huntin can't find it in any of the dang books" Bobby told me as he handed me the papers
"I can handle that" I mumbled threw my food.
shoving the last bite of my sandwich into my mouth I walked out of the kitchen. I'll be honest I was a bit bummed about always getting stuck with the lame job's; I guess it was there way of protecting me. Walking into the living area I Sam was back on his laptop by the scrunching of his eye's brow's he had to be trying to find some shred of liable information; while Dean had his face crammed in a book while he choked back a piece of cherry pie. I shook my head If the saying you are what you eat was true Dean would be a giant thing of pie I swore he ate more pie then anything else.
"where are you going" Sam's voice was quiet almost distant sounding from being distracted
I turned to see him, he hadn't even lifted his eye's from the screen; What ever they were searching for wasn't something we had hunted before and I knew it.
"to save you're ass's yet again" I told him while I pulled on a sweater leaving the house
When I had gotten to the storage locker, it felt odd old storage unit he had always turned them into safe house's. The room was filled with boxes, crates and jar's of random thing's the ceiling and walls covered protection scripts and symbols in the far corner an old metal desk with a matching stool was covered in book's and scattered papers. I always noticed dad's work space's were never really clean a trait Dean had clearly picked up on.
Searching around the dimly lit room I noticed two shelf's side by side stacked with multiple boxes. The one on the right had wooden and metal boxes with inscriptions and symbols sketched and painted into them. I couldn't be sure what was in them but the markings were not just trying to keep thing's out, but in as well. I just had to assume they were cursed and dangerous object's. making sure not to set off any booby traps I made my way to the shelf on the left.
Pulling a couple boxes from the shelf then set them on the desk. Sitting down opening a box I placed the lid onto another box. I started looking threw the box's it was filled with paper's, drawings and picture's from when my brother's and I were kid's. I couldn't help but smile at them even though our life was always on the move dad always tried to take time out to get some good memories, Dean swore that Dad kept every picture and anything else we had made him growing up. It had always given me a reassuring feeling something I needed. Reaching into the box I pulled out a random picture,It was of me when I was around 6 years old. I was dressed up in a little angel's costume wing's and all memories started to flood back.
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A blanket of fog covered the ground the clouds a stormy grey a glisten of sunshine trying to break it's way threw dense clouds. A soft breeze came whispering down threw the tree's. We had changed town's again for my father's job. My older brother Dean was helping Dad unpack into the motel room we were staying in. while Sam kept an eye on me so I wouldn't wander off something I had a habit of doing. My eye's locked on the towering green tree's I swayed rhythmically with them as they danced in the wind; a smile spread a cross my face.
The sound of metal clattering against the rough cement broke echoing threw the parking lot my trance like state. Turning quickly my wing's whipped behind me and my dress lifted in the wind. Looking around I saw the source of the loud clattering sound It had came from a crow bar that had fallen off the trunk my father and Dean were carrying into the Motel.
"Sam can you get that for me son?" Father asked while walking backwards into the propped open door
Sam pushed him self off the cement ledge he had been sitting on landing with a light thud he walked over to me placing a hand on my shoulder and making sure to make eye contact with me.
"Stay by the car Char" He asked me.
I nodded as a response Sam turned away running he picked up the crow bar and trailed after Dean and our father. I stood there for a moment waiting for him to come back out. A faint whispering sound tickled my ears from behind I turned around facing the towering tree's across the highway. unknowingly I started to walk away from the car. It felt as if some source of power was pulling me towards it as I crossed the highway a comforting warmth surround me like a blanket as an odd feeling of safeness took over me.
Standing at the edge of the small over grown trail I turned my head back to the motel Sam hadn't come back yet. Curiosity over took me and stepped into the dense bushes. Fallowing the faint whisper's my dress muddied and tattered leaf's and twig's getting tangled in my hair as I made my way down the over grown trail.
The further I continued to walk the louder the whispers became but they still made no sense they were still to muttered for me to understand. Pushing my way passed two bushed that barley stood higher then me I made my way into a clearing a single large oak tree stood there proud and tall reaching for the sky. A think branch stretchered It's way out Two swing's hung down from it.
Walking over to them I ran my hands against the fraying rope with my back facing the seat each hand gripping a rope I lifted my self up I sat down on it swinging my self lightly. My eye's stared to wander as they made there way up I found myself staring off into the grey sky's above. Even though I had walked out of sight and out of ear range from my family and I was alone in the wood's the feeling of being safe and the warmth never left me.
"Charity!" my father's voice yelled with relief from behind me.
Turning in the swing I saw my father stepping out from the two small bushes, I smiled at him as he ran over to me; Sam and Dean close behind him. My father ran over to me stopping in front of me he pulled me off the swing and into his arm's tightly just holding me to him for a minute running his hand down my head to my back. Gently he put me down as he did Dean and Sam both hugged me worry plastered on there faces.
"what happened Charity why did you run off" my father asked.
"I told you to stay by the car!" Sam's voice piped in.
"I'm sorry" I said quietly.
"what were you doing here?" my father question looking into my eye's.
I stood there an pounded for a minute before looking into the sky with a smile. my father looked up as well then back at me a look of confusion on his face while his eyebrow's crinkled.
"waiting" I said with a giggle and a smile.
Turning around I skipped over to Sam I took his hand firmly. my father chuckled walking over to us he took my other hand and we headed into the trail but before I did I turned back to the swing's and smiled as I turned back to the trail I noticed Dean watching me intensely a look of suspicion in his eye's. We all headed back to the motel.
Getting back to reality I continued searching threw the boxes piling them all on the floor till I found a small metal box inside another. Checking to make sure there were no markings or warning on it I opened he box. Inside sheet's of paper filled with creature's that were barley heard of leaving the box on the desk. I packed them all back onto the shelf before heading back to Bobby's as I pulled into the drive way; Sam slammed the trunk of them Impala shut.
Shutting the engine of my little beater car Bobby and patched together with different car part's from the junkyard It wasn't the most reliable of thing's and I wouldn't be out running anyone or anything in it that's for sure but it got me around town easily enough. Getting out of the car I walked over to Sam who just by looking in his eye's I could tell his mind was racing.
"what's up new leads?" I asked him curiously
watching him I could tell by Sam's face it took a few moment's to register that he was being spoken to, slowly his attention went to me
" four dead girl's upstate all killed in there home's family member's in house no signs of forced entry's all reports say animal attack another girl's in the hospital her names Amy Caalt" his voice was flat at first.
He was to busy trying to piece things together in his mind to see what we were up against to have any emotion. But has he said her name his voice changed to worry as his eye's met with mine. I stood there for a minute repeating the name in my head It sounded so familiar to me.
" I swear I know that name I just cant think why" I said to him biting my lip still trying to remember
" You knew em all Charlie, you all went to the same boarding school and graduated the same year" Dean's told interrupting before Sam could conjuror a voice.
A flicker of sadness rumbled with in me, I wasn't sure who the other girls were but I knew Amy. Weren't friends in school, I mostly stuck to my self there but she was in my science class and English we had been partners many times, she was a sweet girl, raised right Two little sister and older brother, she was to sweet for anyone to want to hurt her and to afraid to get into anything that could cause this.
The feeling of curiosity and needing to redeem them and find the others took over me something was up something more then just the average creature or demon I could feel it. With out saying a word or asking another question I got into the back of the impala and slammed the door
"well I take it you're coming with us then" said Sam a chuckle in his voice trying to make light of the heavy mood that had blanketed us all
Once they had finished packing and I had given the box to Bobby we headed off. Not long after we headed onto the highway I slipped on my head phone's and started listening to music I fell asleep listening to Enter sandman by Metallica.
I started singing along to the lyrics my eye's closed I bobbed my head lightly a head phone slipped out of my ear while I did
"Take my handWe're off to never never-land now I lay me down to sleep Pray the lord my soul to keep And if I die before I wakePray the lord my soul to take" I sang rather quietly to myself
a static suddenly filled the air sending chill's down my spine I shivered slightly. I felt a presence that wasn't there previously
"hello" I heard Cas's deep voice ring threw my ear I opened my eye's jumping slightly with a sharp breath I turned my head to see Cass sitting next to me an almost half smile playing at his lips
"did I startle you?" he asked slightly concerned
"yes you freaking startled me popping out of thin air! I swear to god i'm going to sew bell's onto you're trench coat one of these day's" I told him shaking my head
"My apologies" he told me with a slight nod
"so what can I help you with" I asked him knowing he needed something like always
"I just came to say hello" he told me
I leaned back slightly looking over him and eyebrow raised shocked.
"what?, no I need you to do this, or find this or kill that?" I was still in a slight state of shock
"No nothing of the sort just wondered how you were doing" he said his voice sounding almost pleasant
"uhm.. I'm uh fine I guess... are you feeling okay... this is not normal Castiel behaviour" I said slightly
"you told me you didn't like how I was so I changed" Cas admitted his voice flat his eye's locked on mine
"But-" I tried to speak
Before I could say another word a warmth took over me as I felt myself being pulled towards Cass with in an instant his lip's crashed down onto mine. A sensation of light and warmth surrounded me it felt like cluster of butterfly's and appropriated into my stomach. A tingle sensation starting to fill me from head to toe.
{Author's note.}
Chapter not editied ATM srry