Hey guys! This story has taken a while for me to get to. I apologize for that. School has been kicking my butt lately and I got sick. But I am doing better! Hope you guys enjoy this! Let me know, I love reviews!
Syrena looked around the room at all the faces looking at her. An angel? How could that be so?
"A-angels do not exist. I-I grew up in San Diego, California. I graduated from Granite Hills High School. I-I honestly…. You are crazy." She had gotten up while she was talking and backed herself toward the window. These people were insane. She did not know them. The one with the blue eyes captivated her attention, but there was something off about him.
"Syrena, listen. You-"
"NO! You listen! I work at a hospital as a nurse! I have for years!" Syrena was on the brink of becoming hysterical. She knew she was dehydrated.
"I have no clue as to how you guys got me where ever I am now, but I know that I am going to tell the police!" She had no idea how she was going to escape the psychopaths that surrounded her, but she was determined to leave.
"I know how this all may seem to you, Darlin. Just sit down and we can explain everything." The old man with the gruffy voice and the beard somewhat made her trust him, but she still would not listen. She began to shake her head furiously when there was a hand on her shoulder. She jumped, scared as to where the hand had come from. She followed the hand up the arm and saw black hair that led to the face of the girl who had found her.
"Listen, I promised I wouldn't let you get hurt. Now if you would like, I will take you to the bus station. But you have to listen to us first. Deal?" Her voice was soft but firm. She seemed really tired as if she had not slept in days. The way she looks says that she hasn't.
"I-I do not know…." Syrena was begin to falter. The look that this girl was giving her made Syrena feel safe.
"I promised. I keep my promises." This was when Syrena finally gave in.
"Okay…." She looked around. The girl who was holding a baby was no longer in the room. When had she left?
"Alright, Bobby…. You can-" The one Syrena knows as "Dean" begins. But he gets interrupted by the small girl with the blonde hair.
"No! I wanna do it!" Syrena did not recall meeting her yet. Dean looked cautiously at the girl.
"Crystal, I don't think-"
"Pleeeeeeaaaasssseee!" She begs, looking at the man with a look that reminded Syrena of a puppy begging for food. He gave in after a couple minutes. Crystal jumped up and kissed Dean on the cheek. She ran to Syrena and placed both hands on her shoulders.
"Don't worry, I'm an expert at this stuff." She said and guided Syrena out of the motel room.
Blair watched in fascination as everyone talked to this so called angel. She tried to keep Johnny entertained, but she was so intrigued with the interview that she never heard the wings behind her. One minute she was holding Johnny in her lap in a dirty motel room and the next she was holding a sleeping Johnny in what looked to be a holding cell. Standing in front of her was a male who was short and slightly chunky with hair that seemed unkempt but made him look attractive. He had a slight stubble around his face and yellow cat-like eyes. Blair got up from sitting on the floor, careful as to not wake the child in her arms.
"Hello Blair." His voice was low and soft. When he spoke, she had the feeling as though he was used to being listened to. She looked around her, but saw no means of escape.
"I will not hurt you." This man seemed so majestic to her, but also extremely dangerous.
"How do I know that?" She asked, surprised at how strong she sounded. Inside, she was terrified and screaming like a child. The man took a step forward, wanting to make her step back a step. She stood her ground and met the man with what she hoped was a straight face. He smiled at her.
"My name is Jabez." As he was speaking, the lights flickered revealing large, black, luminous wings. "And I am an angel of the Lord." Blair's heart felt as though it had leapt into her throat. In Hebrew, Jabez meant 'sorrow' or 'trouble.'
"No need to be frightened, my dear." He stepped closer, this time closing the distance between them. He reached out his hand and placed it on her cheek. Blair was so frightened she had no moved an inch.
"W-what do you want?" She asked, pulling away from the angel's touch. He gave her a half smile.
"Well, an angel has escaped from heaven. We believe that she is with you or the Winchesters. If you tell us now, we will spare the life of dear Johnny here." His gaze turned toward the child in her arms. Jabez now looked malicious, like a predator stalking his prey. Blair pulled Johnny to her chest, a fire now burning in her eyes. Nobody threatened her child.
"I have no idea what you are talking about! How dare you threaten me and my child!" She fumed. The angel seemed somewhat taken aback, but he quickly recovered and turned his back on her.
"I'd like to go home. Now." She commanded, not even thinking about how this was an angel and could kill her and Johnny with a snap of his fingers. Jabez turned back to her and smiled savagely.
"Your wish is my command." He taunted and snapped his fingers.