I climbed out of the shower what felt like hours after I had entered. I sat down on my bed still rapped in my towel. Not caring that my damp body was getting the blacnket wet. I reached over to my things and grabbed my cell phone. I quickly dialed and listened to the other line ring while I waited for it to be answered.
"Hello." Wyatt said on the other end.
"Hi." I said.
"How's everything going? Are you okay?" He asked.
"Everything's fine. We found her." I told him.
"Does that mean?" He asked not finishing his sentence.
"Dead. Yah." I finished for him.
"So does this mean you're going to be coming home? We miss you." He told me.
By we I was shore he meant just he.
"I guess. It's not like I have anything else to do."
I really wish I did. I would rather be anywhere else in the world but I guess it was time to go home. I could not avoid it forever.
"Do you want me to come get you? I could be there in I don't know about five seconds?" He asked me playfully.
"No I'll leave after I get some sleep plus I have my car. I can't leave her behind. Unless you're now able to orb cars to." I teased him.
"Fine so I'll tell them you will be home in a few days." He said.
"You don't have to do that."
"They're going to want to know. They have been asking me every day when you're coming home. You know I'm a bad lire. If they ask I have to tell them the truth."
"Fine. I have to go. I'm going to try to get some sleep before I head out. Good night." I told him.
He laughed at my words.
"Don't you mean good morning." He said before hanging up the phone.
I looked over to the clock next to my bed and saw that it was past six o'clock in the morning.
How long was I in the shower?
I lay down on the bed not even bothering to get dressed. I laid there rapped in my towel too tired to even care that I was cold and should probably put on some clothes.
I laid there for a little while and when sleep finally seemed to be falling over me there was a knock on my door.
I tried to ignore it but it just came again. I was really going to kill whoever was knocking on my door.
I fixed the towel around my body and quickly made my way over to the door. I opened it not caring that I was standing there in nothing but a white towel. Once the door was open I saw that it was Sam and Dean making it impossible for me to sleep.
"What do you guys want?" I asked them. "Don't you ever sleep?" I said as I walked into my room and sat on my bed, leaving the door open so they could enter.
They both just stood there staring into my room. Dean looked in shock and Sam looked embarrassed I swear he was blushing.
"What the hell is wrong with you guys? Come in and shut the door." I snapped at them.
They did what I said but still just stood there in silence. It finally hit me that they were uncomfortable because I was practically naked.
"Seriously guys what are you twelve." I said as I grabbed my bag and walked into the bath room.
I quickly through on a pair of black jeans and a white tang top. Now being dressed I stepped out of the bathroom to see them both still standing where I left them.
"Better?" I asked.
"Yes." Dean answered.
"So what do you want?" I asked again.
"We just came to tell you we were heading out." Sam told me.
I just stood there in silence. Why would they come tell me they were leaving? I don't care.
"Okay." I said.
Sam and Dean looked at each other as if they were having a conversation without words.
"We found a new case. Should be interesting. A lot of young hot girls drowning." He told me.
"Why would that be a case for you?" I asked confused.
"Because all of the deaths are happing on land. Where there is no water." Sam told me.
"So where are you heading?" Sam asked me.
"Going back home." I told him really not wanting to get into it.
"Well Sam we should get going." Dean said.
"Yah I guess your rite." Sam replied.
"Dam rite I'm right. So let's go save us some Sunnydale honeys." He said as he turned and walked out the door.
"Bye." Sam said. As he started to fallow his brother.
"Wait!" I called out after them.
They were all ready at their care when I caught up to them.
"Did you say Sunnydale?" I asked.
"Yes. Why!" Dean asked.
He looked very unhappy that I asked him a question.
"Sunnydale California?" I asked again.
"Yes." He answered again a little more annoyed then the last time.
"Just wait here. I'm coming with you." I said.
"Great." "Why?" Sam and Dean said simultaneously.
I did not answer I just ran into the room and grabbed my stuff. I through my stuff in my car and walked back over to them.
"I have a friend in Sunnydale that I have not seen in a while. If people are dying he's probably already on the case. Fallow me I know how to get there." I said as I walked back to my car. Not giving them time to fight me on this.
I got in and sped away. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw that they were fallowing me.
I opened up my phone and sent a quick text to Wyatt.
Sorry not coming home. Heading to Sunnydale. Don't worry it's not what you think. Sam and Dean found a case there.
Love you. Talk soon.
I hung up my phone and through it on the seat next to me. I could not wait to get back to Sunnydale. The hell mouth was always so much fun.