SOOOOO SOORRRRYYY that it has been so long since I have updated! School's been busy (SATs Tomorrow) and I was away in Ireland for a week and a half. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and if not, the next one will be Amazing! I promise!
Snap. That was it. It was coming.
Katie's heart skipped a beat and the muscles in her legs tensed, readying for the chase. Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of movement. It was too dark to really see anything but the looming shadows of the tall trees and the moonbeams that barely showed in patches through the dense branches overhead.
A swoosh of leaves caught her attention and she snapped her head in the general direction, straining to see something, anything besides the tree trunks. Nothing. It was toying with her now. Katie's senses were peaked; her skin prickled. It was silent now and the woods itself seemed dead.
She heard what sounded like the groaning of old wooden floor boards about twenty or so feet ahead of her, as she estimated. A tree, of course, stood there. It was an ordinary tree in the midst of equally ordinary trees in the midst of an ordinary forest in the very ordinary, very green, very small town of Dunsmuir, California. It took Katie a few seconds to realize that she wasn't looking at just the tree. Within the shadow of the wide trunk was the shadow of a young woman. Katie noticed that the shadow was shifting, although just barely, into the solitary beam of moon that shown the wood grain of bark. The shadow stopped moving, and in the moon beam Katie noticed tangled blond hair, riddled with leaves, falling on the bare, pale shoulder of her opponent. Katie remained still but her muscles tensed and her heart began pounding. Red eyes flicked open and the shadow made a sudden dash towards Katie.
This was it!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Sam, Dean, Bobby, or Cas. Nor a Monte Cristo sandwich, nor "Born to be Wild."
It started raining after an hour of driving. Luna was bored. The boys had passed her at a gas station a while ago and she had been staring at the back end of the impala for a while now.
Luna glanced at the neon blue numbers on the radio, 3:39, it read, though it looked more like the dead of the night. Her eyes flicked to her Ipod and the stereo hook up, and then the long stretch of empty road, then to the impala. A smirk grew wickedly upon her face.
At sixteen she had won so many drag races with Rodolfo. She wondered if hr still had it in him. Well, there's one way to find out, she thought. Luna hooked up her iPod and highlighted "Born to be Wild." She pulled up alongside the impala and rolled down the window. Sam did the same.
"Wanna race?" she asked and revved the engine.
"You're on Shorty!" Dean yelled from the driver's seat and took off. Luna could barely hear Sam yell at him as they drove off. Luna pressed play and gunned it.
She switched gears and quickly not only caught up, but passed the boys completely. She shifted to the middle of the road. She could see Dean's frustrated face through the rearview mirror and Sam laughing hysterically. She slowly came to a stop and put the car in park. Luna got out of Rodolfo and ran over to the impala. Dean rolled down the window.
"How the hell did you learn to drive like that?" Dean asked impressed.
"Growing up in a junk yard with scrap cars," Luna said, "Let's stop at the next diner, I'm hungry."
"Sounds good to me," Dean said and Sam nodded in agreement.
"Okay, Bobby called me about an hour or so ago saying to wait for him because somebody called and asked him to help with a job. So he probably won't be back 'til tomorrow. I'm getting soaked. We can talk more when we stop for food.
"Sounds good," Luna ran back to the car. Her shirt was soaked through. She moved out of the way so Sam and Dean could get by. She stopped momentarily to pull her drenched shirt off and turn the heat on.
"Dude!" Dean said and hit Sam square in the chest.
"What the hell Dean?" Sam asked angrily at the undeserved hit.
"Luna's stripping."
"What?" Sam spun around. You couldn't see anything but Luna's bare shoulders and bra straps. "What the hell is she doing?"
"Giving you a preview for tonight. Now we know she's not a virgin."
"Dean come on, her shirt was probably wet and uncomfortable."
"Seriously Sam? Do you honestly think that Bobby got called by accident? Next thing you know she's gonna be legs up on a motel bed."
"Dean!"
"Come on Sammy, you know you want to-." Sam's cell phone went off. Never had Sam been so happy.
"Hi Luna," he said and gave Dean a look that said 'keep quiet'. "Yeah of course. Yup, I see it. Okay, see ya in a few."
"What was that about?" Dean asked suggestively.
"She wants to stop at that diner ahead," Sam explained nodding his head to the lit sign just ahead.
"Oh, so she's a parking lot type of chick." Dena loved to annoy his little brother. Sam pouted in the passenger seat. "Aw, c'mon Sammy you know I'm just joking."
The blue Hemicuda barreled past the impala causing Dean to get distracted from teasing Sam. Luna honked and spun her wheels causing water and mud to fling all over the impala.
She had had enough visions to know that Dean would be livid. It was for the best though. Dean would be so mad at her and would want to clean the impala to make it shiny again, that she and Sam could have some time to themselves. Luna had heard what
Bobby said about castration and if she knew Bobby, which she did, he wouldn't hesitate. Luna just wanted to make sure that Sam was still willing to try and go out tonight. She had called Jo to have her call Bobby and make sure that he wouldn't be home tonight. She just hoped that Sam wouldn't cancel, but if he did, whatever. It just wasn't meant to be.
It was so weird. She could feel the same attitude as her sixteen year-old self slipping through her rough exterior. She had perfected it a while back, but somehow, the façade became who she was. Luna was glad that she was back to her semi normal self. She hit the brakes and spun into an empty parking space. She loved Rodolfo. She shuffled through her duffel bag in the back seat and took out a hoodie and threw it on over her damp tank top.
Dean and Sam pulled into the spot next to her albeit, a little slower, and a little less Tokyo Drift. Dean got out first in a hurry to check his baby.
"What the fuck Luna? What the hell were you thinking?" Dean angrily shouted as he inspected his car. Luna just smiled and turned away.
"C'mon Dean, this place has the greatest pie." At the sound of pie Dean suddenly got a little less angry, and a little more hungry. He still pouted but followed Luna into the dive after Sam. It was funny to watch the two walk next to each other. Sam had a good foot on Luna. Luna was also a tooth pick compared to Sam's broad shoulders. Her appearance wasn't to be underestimated though; she threw a nasty right hook.
"Hello welcome to Black Betty's," said an unenthusiastic teenager standing at the door. The diner was rather empty, not much of a surprise though, it being about 4 pm. "Three today?"
"Yup," Luna said politely. The teenager led them to a booth and gave them all menus. Dean turned to the dessert section immediately.
"Wait. How did you know I liked pie?" Dean asked suddenly puzzled.
"Visions Dean, visions. I have them remember? And you also ate the entire pie I baked at Bobby's."
"Yeah," he grumbled. The grumpy teenager came back to take their orders. Dean ordered a double bacon cheeseburger, a chocolate shake and a slice of apple pie. Sam ordered a turkey club and an ice water. And lastly, Luna ordered a side of french-fries with vinegar and salt and a strawberry milkshake.
"That's all you're eating?" asked Dean taken aback.
"Yeah, I don't particular like diner food," Luna said in a mock-snobby voice. Sam chuckled to himself.
"You're gonna have to be carefully Sam, Luan seems like a pretty difficult date," Dean joked. Luna's facial expression dropped.
"You told Dean?" she asked shocked. Sam looked at her sheepishly.
"Yeah…," he responded letting the conversation hang.
"Well, I just I shoulda figured." Luna shrugged her shoulders and leaned back in the booth. Sam slid his hand on top of hers. She almost jumped at the contact. It was gonna take a little while before she rode the dating horse again. Their waitress came back with their drinks and Luna noticed something was a little off with her. As the teenager handed Luna the milkshake their fingers touched briefly. It was as if Luna had stuck her hand in a fire. She nearly dropped the milkshake. The girl watched her suspiciously.
"We need to leave," she ordered, "now."
"But what about the pie?"
"I'll bake you another damn pie."
"What did you see Luna?" Sam asked concerned.
"I didn't see anything but it felt like a put my fingertips into a burning flame." She held out her hand to show blisters forming on her fingertips. The waitress came back with the food. "Ha, ha, I'm telling you, you should have tried the Monte Cristo sandwich."
Luna saw the teen's eyes twitch black when the word Cristo was mentioned. It was a hell of a lot easier than trying to douse an innocent person with holy water and explaining yourself later. The look on Dean's face told Luna that he had seen it too. The demon waitress placed the food in front of the trio. Dean took out a wad of cash, left it on the table and the three made their way to their cars.
"Sam you ride with Luna. I don't care about the amount of fuss you stir up," he told Luna, "Sam is going to ride with you."
She nodded accepting his order. Before she could unlock Rodolfo, Cas showed up out of nowhere.
"Cas!" Dean shouted.
"You already know about the demons?" he asked.
"Yeah that's why we're leaving."
"Hold on," Cas instructed and zapped them all, including the impala and Rodolfo, to Bobby's house.
"How the hell did you do that?" Luna asked amazed, "And who the hell are you?"
"My name is Castiel, I am an Angel of the Lord," Cas said, "You must be the Sol." Luna nodded, she didn't really know how to take angels anymore, but she remembered his name. "You have caused great turmoil between Heaven and Hell. Many of my brothers still believe that you are a simple myth. Lucifer however does not give up that easily."
"I have to go call Bobby, and let him know," Luna told them and went up to her room. Their conversation was short and brief. He wanted to come home but Luna persuaded him otherwise. Then she settled down for one long ass phone call to Molly. The phone rang three times before she picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey Molly."
"Luna is that you? I haven't heard from you in two months! What the hell have you been doing?"
"Well, I'm back at Bobby's, I found out that I'm a Sol, which monitors and mediates Heaven and Hell, but because of the apocalypse, they both want me dead 'cause I'm more powerful than them. And the main reason that I'm calling you is 'cause I met someone and he asked me out tonight …what should I wear?" An eruption of laughter from the other end made Luna hold the phone away from her ear.
"Luna, Luna, Luna. God you suck at guys and dating in general! Wear something comfortable, but not jeans and a hoodie. Wear something nice too. Why not a nice pair of flare jeans with a nice top? And you better make sure you do your hair and make-up. I'd love to talk longer and hear about this wonderful guy you met but I have to go do some grocery shopping before David gets home. Don't do anything I wouldn't do! Bye!"
"Bye." The call wasn't as long as Luna would have liked but it was nice to talk to her anyways. She dug through her duffel and picked out exactly what Molly had said. She took a quick shower and did her hair and make up. By the time she was done it was already almost half passed five. Luna went back down stairs and into the kitchen.
Sam's jaw almost hit the table when he saw Luna come into the kitchen. She wore a pair of dark blue jeans that hugged her butt and flared down, and a blue and gray stripped top that hug loosely about her frame, but was tight enough to show off her curves and a little cleavage. Her hair hug loosely about her face. Her eyes popped with such vigor that they almost seemed unreal. Dean nudged him.
"You might want to shut your mouth; you'll catch flies," Dean whispered.
"Hey Sam, we're still on for tonight right?" she asked nervously.
"Absolutely," Sam said quickly, "Just let me get my jacket."
"I'll meet you in my car." Luna grabbed her leather jacket from the hook by the door and went outside. Sam quickly grabbed his jacket.
"Go get her tiger! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Dean called after him as he rushed out the door.
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