Chapter 2
"Koven? Koven wake up." An old voice said. Koven began to fade back into consciousness. No. This was a dream of some sorts. Her eyes opened and she was face down on the pavement. Around her the rain poured but not one drop touched her. And when it did, instead it went straight through her.
She sat up and nearly bumped heads with the same old lady she had met only hours before.
"Sonofabitch." She said. The lady smiled as she slowly began to de-age into the cashier from Hot Topic. Except the tattoos were all gone, her hair was long and straight with a dirty blond coloring and she had a single nose piercing.
"Hello Koven." She said. Koven punched her straight in the face, but her fist went right through. The girl frowned. "That happens every time."
"Who the hell are you?" Konor flared her nostrils.
"My name is Theodora Dallin. I am the child of Grace and Evil. Time and Travel. Here and Now. Then and There…"
"Okay shut up you crazy bitch." Koven said as she stood up. When she tried to walk through Theodora, she bumped into a full formed human and fell back onto her ass.
"And that happens also."
Meanwhile…
Bobby pawed at Koven's face. Sam had gotten her onto the bed and all Sam and Dean did was watch them. Koven was breathing softly and Bobby either pawed or licked her face, or stood or sit on her stomach.
Koven mumbled something. Then she mumbled it again. She kept repeating it over and over.
"Change the fate. Change the fate. Change the fate." Sam looked to Dean who stared at the girl. "Change the fate…" She stopped talking. Her eyes opened and she sat up, her eyes droopy.
She muttered a few curse words, running a hand through her hair. Dean went to reach for the gun, but Sam shook his head.
"It was just a dream…" She mumbled, but Sam put a hand on her shoulder and she jumped in surprise. She breathed heavily, hoping to fall back to sleep and wake up at home. But of course not! The world was just that cruel. "Not a dream."
Her eyes began to tear up.
"Um… Hi. Are you Koven Vermont?" Sam asked. She nodded quickly as Bobby barked. She turned to her dog and he climbed into her lap.
"I am." She looked up at Sam. "I'm guessing you checked my wallet and phone."
"Why would we need to do tha-" Koven cut Sam off.
"Because you're in the middle of a hunt. Is this before or after Castiel comes in? Theodora didn't say much about it… Do you know Crowley yet?" Bobby hopped off her lap to run off.
"What the hell are you talking about? Who the hell are Castiel and Crowley?" Dean crossed his arms. Koven sighed.
"Okay so you haven't met them yet. Look, I'm not sure how to word this, but… I'm from a world where you two are just characters in a TV show called Supernatural. I have no other way to explain it to you, sorry. I am seriously freaking out here." She sighed. She put her head in her hands and began to breathe deeply. "Just tell me what case you bastards are on so I know what I can and cannot say." She looked up as her eyes filled with tears that stained her cheeks. Sam looked at Dean who was going again for his gun.
She gasped and fell off the bed. "Please don't shoot! Please I'm only 27!" She says, hiding next to Sam's legs. Dean continues to point the gun at her and her eyes fill with more hot tears. Sam stood up.
"Dean put the gun down." He said as Koven hid behind him, standing up in the process. Dean looked at his brother.
"Sam, this girl knows. How the hell can she know? Why the hell does she know!?" Dean said. "She has to be another thing to hunt!"
"You saw my phone! The pictures. My lock screen. My lock screen had quotes from when you first began to hunt after your father went missing." Koven said, diving for her phone and falling onto the bed in front of Dean. He aimed the gun at her as she unlocked her phone.
"Look! Look!" She held her phone out to show a picture of a man who looked exactly like Dean. Except he was on a red carpet, dressed up and smiling. "This is the man who plays you in the TV show. Jensen Ackles." She said. Dean took the phone in one hand, the other hand holding the gun to her forehead. "Just let me help you." She said, her eyes wet with new forming tears and she put her head down onto the bed.
"Dean. Put the gun down." Sam said. Koven looked up to be met with her phones screen. She took it, her shaking hand making the contact with the phone so Dean knew how scared she was before he let go of the phone.
"First things first. Theodora told me to get rid of this." She said. She took in a deep breath before dropping her phone. It hit the ground, but didn't break. She walked over to Sam and dragged him over to the phone... She pointed to it and without hesitation said, "Stomp on it."
He looked at her confused and she sighed. "This is an IPhone five S. It doesn't get created for a while more so just stomp on the damn thing!" She hissed. Sam lifted his foot and brought his boot covered foot down onto the small devise, smashing it and the screen.
After it was done sparking, Koven picked it up and tossed it in the trash bin near the door. She ran a hand through her hair before turning to the boys who just stared at her. She let out an exaggerated sigh.
"Can you just tell me what hunt you're on already?" She asked. Sam looked to Dean who said and did nothing.
"We were just arguing about a hunter named Gordon and the nice vampires." Sam put an emphasis of the word 'nice'. She took in a sharp breath, and Dean looked at Sam like he just told a stranger that they were watching some gay porno.
"Gordon is on his way to kill the vampires, the vampires are the good guys, and you can still save the girl." She said.
"No way, why should we trust you?" Dean asked. Koven looked at him.
"Because you were dumb enough to trust Gordon." She said, picked up her dog. "I know a lot about your past Winchesters, don't push it." She said. Dean glared at her.
"Dean, she's the only thing we have right now, if she's lying or not." Sam said. Bobby barked and then growled at Dean.
"Bobby shush." Koven tried to shush her dog.
"Bobby?" Dean asked.
"Fine, I'll call him Bob." She pouted for a moment. "You guys better go now, or you'll be too late. To early, not a problem, too late, and you're screwed." She fixed her night shirt. "I've got to go." Bobby barked and wiggled in her arms.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, you can't just leave." Dean said. She looked up at him.
"Just call." She shrugged. He frowned.
"Even if I did trust you, you don't have a phone anymore." Koven suddenly felt a weight in the pocket slit of her pajama pants. She reached into the oversized and linty pocket and grasped around a small devise, she pulled it out and looked at a small, dark grey flip phone.
"Guess Theo did that one." She flipped it open as Bobby tried to bite it.
She grabbed the closest pen and paper and scribbled something down on it. She threw the pad of paper at Dean.
"I'll be seeing you." She smiled before stepping out of the motel room. The cold afternoon air hit her in the face.
She wasn't from here, but she was determined to save this world.
Three months later…
Arff! Arff! Koven groaned at the sound of her Bob barking as he hopped onto her bed.
"Bob… shut up." She mumbled. He barked, and then licked her nose. "What is it Bob…" She groaned before sitting up.
Her brown hair had been cut about a half inch above her shoulders with a dark blue color on her tips, except her bangs which had silver instead.
Bob barked again. She looked at the clock and nearly screamed at the top of her lungs. She was going to be late for work again. She threw her covers off, and they landed on Bob. She stood up as her dog shook the sheets off.
She rushed to her closet and threw her nigh clothing, a white tank top and a pair of short shorts, and slipped into a pair of black legging, a dark colored skirt, a white collared shirt, and a grey apron.
She grabbed her dark blue plaid over shirt and her car keys.
The car wasn't hers though. She was loaning it from a… friend. In other words, she stole it from a drunk woman from a bar.
She began to walk from her apartment, when something vibrated in her pocket.
She quickly answered her phone. "Hello?" She asked.
"Beatrix where are you! You're running late and the boss is asking where you are. I told him you were using the bathroom, hurry up!" Her co-worker, Liz exclaimed.
"Sorry Liz, I woke up late and Bob failed to wake me up earlier." Koven sighed, running a hand threw her hair. After they hung up, Koven quickly drove to her work at the nearby diner.
She parked her cat at the closest spot to the entrance and turned the engine off. Once she was out, she spotted Liz, tall with her long silver stained blond hair and bright blue eyes, standing by the entrance, wearing the same outfit as Koven, except with red converse and red rimmed thick glasses and her hair pulled into a high pony tail.
She rushed over, making sure not to be seen by the people inside, and slipped through the back door.
"You are an ass." Liz muttered, and Koven smiled.
"Love you two Liz." She said. Liz rolled her eyes and walked into the kitchen, Koven fallowing.
"Well, get washed up. You have to start serving now. We're behind on orders right now." She said. Koven nodded and rushed to wash her hands with soap. Once she was washed up, she was handed a tray of familiar orders.
She smiled and walked from the door, walking towards a plump man and woman who sat on the stools at the counter.
"Morning Mr. Gardener, Mrs. Gardener." She set the two plates of pancakes down in front of them. "Can I get you more coffee sir?" She smiled at Mr. Gardener as she slid a plate of eggs towards a skinny kid at the end.
"Oh no thank you Bee." He shook his head. "Just a water thanks." He said.
"Yes sir." She smiled and set the empty tray down, turning towards the drink dispenser thingy.
She grabbed one of the glass cups and began to fill it with ice. Once it was about a sixth full of ice, she put it under the sprayer thingy labeled 'water' and the clear drink poured into the cup, making the ice melt together into one clump of deformed ice.
"Here you are Mr. Gardener." She said, setting the glass next to the full plate of pancakes.
"Thank you." He nodded. She picked up the tray and walked to the skinny kid.
"Hey Gorge, you okay kid?" She set the try so it was between her hip and her arm, her hand hanging low.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm just fine." He muttered. She frowned.
"You read the book?" She asked. His eyes teared up and he nodded. "Sorry mate, I warned you." She smiled slightly before walking back into the kitchen. The try was snatched from her and she was handed another try full of more food and drinks.
"God Jacob." Koven hissed. The tall, red headed boy rolled his grey eyes and turned back to his station to clean. Koven walked from the kitchen, back outside. She grabbed the orders and began to pass them out, smiling at a six year old girl who tried to grab her hair when Koven had bent down to get a straw she dropped.
Once she was finished, a man in a tan suit called her over.
"How can I help you sir?" She asked with a smile.
"Can I get a coffee, black?" He asked.
"Of course." She said. She walked over to the coffee machine and began to make the man's black coffee. Once that was finished, she worked for about two more hours before her phone vibrated again. She took a moment off to the side to answer.
"Hello?" She said.
"Koven." She took in a sharp breath. It was Dean Winchester. It's been three damn months, and it too him this long to call for help.
"What? I'm sort of busy here." She said.
"I know." He mumbled into the phone.
"What do you mean you know?" She asked.
"Look at the far left corner of the diner." She turned slowly and her eyes widened. Sitting at the far left corner, was Sam and Dean Winchester, wearing their FBI suites.
"Balls..."