Epilogue

Lynne groaned in annoyance when she heard her tire go flat. "Great." she muttered, pulling her car over to the side of the road. She got out and walked around the car to see which tire had gone flat. It was the right, rear tire. Kneeling down, Lynne felt around the tire. It wasn't punctured, the air had simply been let out.

Standing up, Lynne looked around her. She was in the middle of no where, not a person or building in sight. "Just great." she muttered.

Pulling out her cell phone, Lynne checked the signal. The battery was dead. She knew that it had been fully charged when she had left Bobby's house.

"Okay!" Lynne called out, raising her voice. "Does someone want to talk to me? Because I know that my tires were full of air, when I left Bobby's house and my cell phone was charged!"

There was no response.

"Come on!" Lynne yelled at the empty air. "If you want to talk to me about something then get your ascended ass down here."

"You seem fairly certain that I'm and angel." A male voice said from behind Lynne.

Lynne turned around and saw a man in a pair of jeans, boots, a black t-shirt and a gray sweatshirt. He was around 5'11", with tan skin and sharp brown eyes. He had black hair that was trimmed close to his head and stubble on his cheeks and chin. All in all, he was not what Lynne would picture as a typical angel's host.

"Am I wrong?" Lynne asked, crossing her arms.

"No." the angel admitted.

"Who are you?" Lynne asked.

"My am called Nathaniel." the angel said.

"Nice to meet you, I guess." Lynne said, holding out her hand. "I'm Lynne."

"I know." Nathaniel said calmly. He didn't shake her hand.

"Okay..." Lynne said, lowering her hand. "so you got me off the road. I assume that you want something."

"You healed Bobby Singer's wounds." Nathaniel said.

"Yes I did." Lynne replied.

"You defied a divine decree."

"No," Lynne said. "I defied an angelic decree. A divine decree means that God made it. This was just a decision made by a group of angels that were cranky because they didn't get their way. Not the same thing."

"We have God's full support." Nathaniel said.

"Does it hurt when you lie?" Lynne asked, tilting her head slightly.

"What makes you believe that I am lying?" Nathaniel asked.

"Because God is missing." Lynne said. "He isn't backing any decision that anyone is making."

Nathaniel didn't say anything.

"Was there something else?" Lynne asked after a while.

"You should not have healed Bobby Singer." Nathaniel said.

"Why not?" Lynne asked. "He was suffering. I could help him. Why shouldn't I? Because it annoys you?"

"It is dangerous for mortals to defy angels." Nathaniel warned her. "Angels have a way of punishing those who defy them."

"You can't do anything to me." Lynne said. "I'm outside your jurisdiction."

"But your friends and family are not." Nathaniel said. "We can go after them. It would make you suffer, to see them suffering."

"Is that why you decreed that Bobby would never walk again?" Lynne wanted to know. "Because you and your friends knew that it would make Sam and Dean suffer to know how much Bobby was suffering?"

"The brothers need to accept their destiny."Nathaniel said. "It is the only way for this to end."

"Then it will not end." Lynne said simply. "Because no matter what you do, or who you hurt, those boys will never give in the Lucifer and Michael. They're just too dang stubborn."

A ghost of a smile crossed Nathaniel's face.

"Did I say something funny?" Lynne asked.

"No." Nathaniel said.

"Was there anything else that you wanted?" Lynne asked. "Because I am expected back at the hotel, and Derek gets cranky if I'm late."

"You know that and your kind are allowed to exist." Nathaniel said. "You exist by the grace of the God alone."

"So do angels, so do demons." Lynne countered. "We're all God's children. He oversaw the creation of all of us. I don't see why you seem to think we're so special."

"Because you don't fit, Lynne." Nathaniel said. "You and your brethren, you don't fit in the plan. You upset the balance."

"Maybe we fit in a way that you and your kind aren't meant to see." Lynne said. "It seems to me that if God allowed something to be created that was outside his power, then he must've had a use for it. A tiny bit of chaos to make things interesting."

"God would not do that" Nathaniel said.

"And you know this how?" Lynne asked. "From what I've heard, not all angels are on a first name basis with their creator."

Nathaniel did not have anything to say to that.

"Look," Lynne said after a moment's silence. "I get it. I healed Bobby, and according to you I wasn't supposed to. My bad. Message received and all that. Don't go against an angelic decree because it makes the other angels cranky. Can I go now? I really do need to get back to the hotel before Derek has a conniption fit."

Nathaniel reached out and touched Lynne's face. The touch was gentle but, almost impersonal. "You are rare, Lynne." he said. "I would hate to see you come to harm."

"Thank you" Lynne said. "but, I'm not about to let you and your kind get away with treating people like pawns just so you can end the world. Humanity deserves better than that."

"Are you humanity's champion?" Nathaniel asked.

"No." Lynne laughed. "Just someone meant to keep the world on its toes."

Nathaniel lowered his hand. "Be careful that your toes do not get stepped on."

"Thank you for your concern." Lynne nodded.

The two stood in silence for several moments, then Nathaniel nodded slightly.

"Your cell phone battery is charged." he said. "You can use it to call your brother for a tow."

"Thank you." Lynne said, reaching into her jacket pocket to pull out her phone.

"Farewell Lynne." Nathaniel said. "I have a feeling that we will meet again."

"You're welcome at the Hideaway Hotel anytime you want to visit." Lynne nodded.

Suddenly Nathaniel was gone and Lynne was standing alone by the side of the road. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed her brother's number.

Author's Note:

Okay, I know that I didn't explain who or what Lynne is although I did leave you with some clues. Everything (well almost everything) will be explained in my next story. As soon as I get past the beginning. (I know the rest of the story but the beginning is hard to right. For once I disagree with Chuck/God. A beginning is not always an easy thing to write!)