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Dean raised one eye brow and laughed bitterly. "Yeah I've had just about as much of God as I can handle. If you're a gift from Him can we send you back?"
Amelia giggled and finished her beer, signaling Bill for another at the same time. "I didn't say God I said The Gods, big difference Dean."
Sam leaned forward and folded his arms on the table. "Gods? Which ones?" He questioned.
"Ever heard of Zeus? Apollo? Hades? Ringing any bells?" She asked.
"Greek Gods?" Sam asked and received a nod from Amelia as she started her second beer, drinking it down in long gulps.
"Wait you mean like Mount Olympus and horses with wings and stuff?" Dean asked skeptically.
"Those would be the ones." She confirmed. "Pegasus by the way, the horse with wings, his name is Pegasus." She continued.
"Ok let's say we believe you. Why would the Greek Gods want to send us a gift? And what kind of a gift is a girl. I mean with you being that hot I can think of a few things I'd like to do with you, but I don't think any of those would help Sammy out." Dean asked and gave Amelia an appreciative glance up and down.
Amelia threw back her head and laughed and then stood up and gave the boys a small twirl. "I know right? Yeah they did a good job with this body. I mean look how hot I am!" She giggled.
Sam and Dean exchanged a glance. Sam could see a small smile playing at the edges of Dean's mouth and felt himself smiling as well. It was hard to be in Amelia's presence and not want to smile.
"So you didn't answer my question. What kind of a gift are you?" Dean asked again.
"I'm the kind of gift that's going to help you hunt. And I'm going to make you both more powerful than you could have imagined." She answered smugly as she took her seat again.
Dean looked impatient for some actual concrete answers. Sam decided it would be a good idea for him to ask the questions for awhile.
"Amelia maybe you should start at the beginning and tell us exactly what's going on." He suggested.
Amelia nodded in agreement. "Ok that's probably a good idea." She finished her second beer and Bill immediately brought her a third. She opened that one and downed about half of it in a few seconds.
Sam noted that although she'd had almost three beers in less than five minutes she didn't seem to be getting drunk at all. She was a really petite girl, he doubted she was taller than five four at the most and weighed at most one fifteen soaking wet. Three beers that quickly should have hit her like a Mack truck, but so far she seemed to be just as sober as she'd been before the alcohol.
"I'm not really sure where to begin. So like I said I'm a gift from The Gods. Basically they are impressed with the things you've done, the evil you've fought, and the way that you're working to try and stop Lucifer now. They want to help. Hence they sent me." She began proudly.
"And what exactly are you?" Sam prodded.
Amelia looked thoughtful, "Hmm well that's kind of hard to explain. I guess you could call me a Demi-God. But I'm not really that, it's just the closest thing to what I am. See Zeus wanted to send you a full God, they talked about sending Ares himself to help, but that probably would have been a bad idea. Sure the god of war gets the job done, but man the body count is always outrageous with him. Anyway so Athena pointed out that sending a full-fledged God was probably a bad idea all around, so they made me."
"They made you?" Dean asked.
Amelia nodded and finished her third beer and then started on her fourth. Sam hadn't even seen that one delivered.
"Yep basically they used their powers to create a vessel and then each of them put a portion of their powers and abilities into the vessel. After adding in their powers they took humanity and personality traits from the half gods and other non God beings. They put those into the vessel too and poof you get me." She finished with a flourish, holding her hands above her head like a magician.
"So you're telling us that The Greek Gods got together and they made us a woman out of all of them?" Dean simplified.
"Well I'm a lot more than just a woman but that's about the gist of it yes." She replied and then downed the fourth beer from start to finish without stopping for breath.
Dean's eyes bulged out as he watched her chug the beer. "Damn, I appreciate a woman who can drink like that!" He complimented.
Amelia set the empty bottle down on the table and let out a very un-girly belch. "Yeah I love beer. And rum and wine and well… I think maybe that's the Dionysus in me coming out."
Sam laughed and Dean looked slightly confused. "Dionysus is the Greek God of wine and parties." Sam explained to his brother.
"A god of war and a god of parties? Those are the gods I could be down with." Dean agreed.
"How do we know this isn't a trick? You could just be some crazy psychic. I mean really for all we know you could be a demon." Sam argued.
Amelia nodded and patted Sam's hand making his heart race. "You're right I could be a demon, I'm not, but it's better for you guys to be safe than sorry right? I'll do whatever you want to prove I'm not a demon. You want me to cut myself with a silver blade? Take a bath in holy water? "
Without a word Dean pulled a flask from his back pocket and splashed holy water into Amelia's face. She sputtered and spit out a small mouth full of water and then grabbed a napkin to wipe away the mascara which was running down her face. Other than that she had no reaction to the holy water.
"You know you could warn a girl before you do that. Or at least not throw it in my face, I mean you totally ruined my makeup." She complained as she used the napkins to dry off.
"So do I pass the test?" She asked.
"Well you pass that one." Dean replied and then pulled a silver dagger out from the strap on his calf. He did it nonchalantly so that no one in the bar alerted to the fact that he had a weapon. "But I still don't trust you."
Amelia sighed and laid her arm out on the table, her hand resting palm up so that Dean could make a slash in her skin. He brought the knife to her bare forearm and then hesitated in making the cut.
"What you can't tell me you're getting squeamish now? After all the things you've done?" Amelia teased.
"Well it's just that you're really hot. I'm not usually cutting on beautiful tiny girls while they sit patiently and wait for me to do it." He explained.
Amelia rolled her eyes. "Oh for cryin out loud!" She exclaimed and swiped the knife from his hand.
The brother's hands both went to the guns they had in the waistbands of their jeans. Amelia however simply drew the blade across her forearm and set the dagger back down in front of Dean. A thin line of red blood flowed out of the cut and dripped down her arm. She used more napkins to clean up the blood.
"Satisfied?" She asked.
Sam looked at Dean for confirmation and both brothers nodded. "Ok so you're not a demon. That still doesn't mean that we should trust you." Dean argued.
Amelia nodded and finished another beer. "Oh I agree, you guys have been double crossed too many times to trust anyone right off the bat. But the fact of the matter is, I was sent to help you two and I won't be going anywhere, so eventually you'll have to trust me."
"What do you mean going anywhere? You mean you plan on staying with us?" Sam asked.
Amelia nodded. "Of course I'll be staying with you guys. I mean I'm your gift, I'm supposed to help you. How can I do that if I'm not with you? By the way I call shotgun when we leave." She said to Sam.
Sam raised an eyebrow and tried to decide whether to be amused or angry at her gall. The twinkling smile and small wink she gave him turned his annoyance to happiness in less than a second.
"Sorry but you ain't coming with us. Even if you are what you say you are. Which I kind of doubt." Dean said firmly.
Amelia crossed her arms and pouted a little. "You guys just aren't going to buy this without some demonstration are you?" She asked and stood up from the table.
"You'd think with everything the two of you have seen and done you'd have a little more faith." She complained. "But if a big gesture is what you want then that's what you'll get." She continued.
Amelia waved her hand like she was batting away a fly and suddenly the entire room stopped. Every person froze in place. The balls on the pool table stopped mid-roll and even the cigarette smoke in the air ceased its swirling. The only things that still moved in the frozen room were Sam, Dean, and Amelia.
"So is that proof enough for you?" She asked smugly.
"What the hell did you do?" Dean asked as he stood and pulled out his gun.
"I just stopped time." She explained casually, like it was no big deal.
"You stopped time? Do you have any idea the kind of effects that could have on the world?" Sam shouted and stood up alongside his brother.
"Jeez relax. I just stopped time in this one room, it's not quite the catastrophe you're imagining." She whined. "Besides do you really want all these witnesses to see what I'm about to show you?"
"What are you going to do?" Dean asked suspiciously.
"Just show you my powers." She explained.
"You mean other than freezing time?" Sam asked.
She gave him a grin and another wink. "This little power came from Zeus." She explained and held her right arm straight out.
A line of lighting shot from her finger tips and hit a mirror which hung on the back wall. The mirror exploded into a shower of glass shards.
"You should see how that works on vampires." She bragged.
She waved her hand again and the glass fragments reassembled themselves in the frame, becoming a solid piece of glass once more.
"Ok we get it you have some impressive powers. You wanna unfreeze the room now, cause it's creeping me out seeing all these people frozen." Dean responded.
Amelia rolled her eyes and stuck her lower lip out in a pout, obviously let down that the brothers weren't blown away by her powers. She waved her hand again and the room once more became active, not one person seemed to know that they had been frozen.
Amelia walked to the bar and this time got her beer on her own. The bartender, Bill, gave her a big smile and a friendly punch in the arm when she walked by him. She sauntered back over to the Winchester's table, relishing in the appreciative looks she got from the bar patrons. She flopped back onto her chair, straddling it backwards once again and then lit another cigarette.
"How long have you been here? I mean in this body?" Sam asked.
"Oh since about half an hour before you guys came in." She replied.
"How's that possible? It seems like everyone in here has known you for years." Sam asked.
Amelia giggled, "Oh that's was no big deal, just a little memory placement. They think I've worked here for two years. It was fun making up a back story for myself. Kind of like being an actress or something."
"So do you guys want to get going now? I mean are we going to try and make some more miles tonight or get a hotel room?" She asked, continuing on without taking a breath, she seemed to have boundless energy.
"Well Sammy and I are going to get going, you however are staying here." Dean informed her sternly.
His statement seemed to take a little steam out of her. She stopped bouncing around the room and stood still looking at the brothers like they were crazy.
"But why don't you want me to go with you? I mean do you have any idea how much help I could be to you guys?" She asked and again stuck her bottom lip out in a pout.
"Yeah but like I've said I've had enough of Gods to last me a lifetime. Sorry but I'm not going to be accepting a gift from any gods, even one that happens to come in a package like that." Dean said and gestured towards Amelia's gorgeous body.
She stomped her foot a little and balled her hands into fists. "Sammy you don't agree with him do you?" She asked, turning to the younger Winchester.
"Actually I do and don't call me Sammy." He snapped.
"Don't worry eventually you're going to love it when I call you Sammy." She assured him with a knowing look.
Sam looked to his older brother, a questioning look on his face. Dean subtly shook his head from side to side, obviously not willing to bend on the idea of taking the Greek Goddess, or whatever she was, with them. Without another word Dean turned and headed from the bar, pulling his keys from his pocket as he went.
"It was nice to meet you Amelia but we've got to go." Sam said politely with a nod of his head and followed Dean out into the snow.
They drove in silence for nearly fifteen minutes through the increasingly bad weather. Sam could tell Dean was brooding about their encounter with Amelia, but he didn't bother to try and talk with him about it. He knew that Dean wouldn't want to talk about it until he'd had a chance to sort it all out in his head first. Letting Dean sort things out was usually a long process. So instead of talking about what had happened they simply drove in silence.
"If you boys aren't going to talk could you at least put on some music?" Amelia suddenly asked from the back seat.
Both brothers jumped in their seats and Dean actually let out a shrill very unmanly shriek, nearly driving the Impala off the road. Sam whipped around in his seat to see Amelia stretched out in the back seat with her legs propped up on the back of his head rest.
"How the hell did you get in here?" He and Dean both shouted at the same time.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" She teased and smiled brightly, letting out that same giggle they'd been hearing all night, small and tinkling like bells
Her smile faded when she saw the look on Sam's face. She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Fine, I can freeze time remember? It was easy to freeze the Impala and just slide right into the back."
"You froze us? Don't do that again." Dean ordered.
"Why not? You didn't know it happened." She asked innocently.
"Because it's creepy and weird and just don't do it." He insisted.
"Alright alright, jeez like I said high strung. You're gonna have a stroke someday if you don't calm down." She teased in a sing-song type voice.
"Oh that's it." Dean grumbled and pulled the car to the side of the road. "Out!" He ordered.
"No." She retorted.
"What do you mean no? You can't just say no. It's my car, I decide who rides in it. Plus I'm in charge and I decide who hunts with us and I say you aren't going to be one of them." Dean responded, getting more annoyed by the second.
"Well what do you expect me to do Dean? I was made especially for you two. You're kind of my whole reason for being. I mean what am I gonna do? Stay in Wyoming and serve drinks in a crappy bar? I don't think so." She whined.
"Hey if you want to hunt I won't stop you. Go kill evil. I encourage you to. You're just not doing it with us. Now get the hell outta my car." He ordered and pointed out the passenger side window.
"Fine." She grumbled and pushed at Sam's seat so that he would move it and she could slip out. She stood in the blizzard on the side of the road in her tiny shorts and tank top, looking cold and forlorn. She put her hands on her hips and pouted again, trying to look as pathetic as possible. Dean wasn't buying it however and took off with a squeal of the tires, leaving her behind. Sam watched her in the side mirror as she grew small as they sped away.
"Maybe we shouldn't just leave her Dean. I mean it's freezing outside and she wasn't exactly dressed for cold weather." Sam worried as they drove.
"The girl's not human Sam. If she can freeze time and shoot lightening out of her fingers then I think she can handle some snow." Dean grumbled.
"You know I did call shotgun earlier." Amelia suddenly said from the backseat, again making them jump.
"Son of a bitch! You did it again, I said no more freezing us! " Dean shouted.
"Well then let me come with you." She said reasonably.
"God you're like the freakin Great Gazoo. Is there anything I can do to get you to leave us alone?" Dean asked.
Amelia looked up at the roof of the car like she was seriously considering his question. "Hmmm. Nope sorry."
Dean groaned and gripped the steering wheel tighter. "Fine, but you have to pay for your own hotel room. I'm not sharing a room with a girl unless I'm boning her. I mean unless you're up for it, then we can just make Sammy sleep in the car."
"Sorry Dean but you and I having sex together is a monumentally bad idea." Amelia replied.
"Why? Demi-gods aren't allowed to have sex?" Dean asked curiously.
"Oh no we can have sex all we want. I'm really looking forward to trying it out, it seems like fun. But you and I just shouldn't do it because someday Sam and I are going to get married." She revealed.
Sam and Dean turned to look at each other, matching faces of shock plastering both their faces, neither of them could seem to find their voices.
Amelia however didn't have that problem. "Hey can I smoke in here?"
A/N- So I hope you guys are enjoying this story so far. I've never written Supernatural fanfics before and I hope I'm capturing the brothers ok so far. Thanks for reading and extra special thanks to the people who review. Hint hint. The buttons right down there!!