Chapter Six- The Call

Isabella wouldn't exactly call it a Mary Sue story. The character was strong and smart as well as beautiful. She had written what she thought of as a compelling backstory for this young hunter that would have a run-in with the Winchesters.

This story was taking longer than usual. She kept smacking the desk and deleting the entire thing. Every direction she found herself going, felt stale. She cursed the overuse of female characters in the books. Every different hunt, almost every day with those boys there was a different girl introduced. All of them were beautiful, strong, smart, funny, and gone before they got boring. To the point where any fan story with a girl just felt silly.

Isabella viewed it as a challenge. A challenge that happened to be whupping her butt. This would take awhile.

"We will never, never, ever speak of this." Dean's voice held a menacing growl.

"That will not be an issue." Castiel looked resolutely out the window.

It was a very quiet drive. A very awkward drive. When they got back to Bobby's they were met with worried looks.

"What happened?" Bobby's question was innocent enough. Dean answered a little too quickly.

"Nothing, why would you think something happened?" Dean went directly to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle.

Sam couldn't get any information out of them, and Bobby decided he didn't want to. Both Dean and Cas spent the next hour drinking whiskey and avoiding each other.

Isabella was finally making headway. This wasn't going to be a horrendous Mary Sue after all. Suddenly her bedroom door burst open. Her roommate was nearly shaking with rage.

"What the fuck, bitch? What the flying fuck is your problem?" Her name was Mina, which made Isabella burn with jealousy. Apparently it was a family name, but she couldn't believe the luck of having a real classic horror movie name. Something had really pissed Mina off.

"What are you talking about? Jesus, calm down!"

"Where did you put my phone? Why were you messing with my purse?" She stepped menacingly into the room. She smelled like stale cigarettes. College assigned roommates sucked so much.

Isabella sighed, "What? I haven't even seen your purse."

"You are a fuckin' liar, Bella! Where is my phone?"

"Do NOT call me that! I refuse! I will NOT have anything in common with that sad excuse for a vampire movie!"

The two young ladies were rather riled up. The fight turned into a noise complaint, and a student housing representative showed up to ask questions. The whole process wasted most of the day. Eventually, Mina's phone rang from inside of her jacket. She found her purse by the front door and apologized to Isabella. It was all very stupid.

After Dean had consumed the appropriate amount of alcohol for his level of mortification, he walked resolutely up to Sam.

"Dude, we've still got nothing, right?" Sam nodded, and Dean continued, "I'm calling Chuck. Research isn't coming up with anything, and I'll be damned if we just sit here waiting for the next...whatever this is!"

No one argued with him. Cas had been killing time by allowing Bobby to show him the assembly and disassembly of a handgun. Sam had been enjoying the show. Cas could have been a good student, but he was quite tipsy.

Dean found Chuck's name in his phone and dialed. No answer. He swore loudly. He tried one last time, and it was picked up on the third ring. He was met by a very loud, very high pitch squeal.

Dean swore again. "Becky?"

"Oh My God!" The screech over the phone was audible by everyone in the room.