I'm sorry this is taking so long, I've been really busy. But here's chapter six. Thank you for your patience!
As soon as Katherine turned towards the main building, Dean mouthed 'told you so' to his younger brother. He knew better than to say it out loud. No matter how quiet he thought he was, she always heard him.
It still shocked him, seeing his twin alive and well. He had to fight the urge to not sweep her up in his arms and never let her go.
She talked about the college and it's benefits and boring stuff like that, but Dean wasn't really paying attention; there were a bunch of hot babes lounging around campus. And Stanford had no dress code whatsoever. Maybe he was over looking the benefits of a higher education. Sam seemed very into college, which concerned his older brother. What if Sam quit hunting and got an apple pie life at college? Dean didn't think he would survive if both his siblings were gone.
The main problem though was Kat's memory. How could he fix it? If he told her the truth, how they were twins and hunted the supernatural together, she'd think he was crazy. No there had to be another way.
"If you want, you guys could sit in my Myths and Legends class. Right now we're learning about angels and stuff like that." Sam nodded, so Dean had to go- there was no way hell he was leaving his little brother alone.
"Do you mind if Dean and Sam Winchester listen in? They're visiting colleges." Kat asked the teacher when they entered the surprisingly full class.
Dean's heart stuttered. He'd never told Kat what his and Sam's last name was. Sam gave his brother a hopeful puppy look. Dean forced his face to remain neutral. It would hurt too much if it was only fluke.
The teacher nodded and continued to write on the whiteboard, the marker squeaking like a mouse in pain.
Giving him another encouraging smile, Kat slid into one of the chairs that were raised, angling toward the teacher. As Dean sat beside her, he couldn't help but thank god that he'd never become a teacher. The chairs looked opposing, like he was apart of a jury condemning some poor soul.
"Does anyone know the different names of Lucifer?" He asked, peering over his thin-wired glasses. Silence. Slowly, Katherine raised her hand, looking embarrassed. "Yes, Miss Williams?" He almost looked relieved.
"He has many names like Satan, Falling Star, Father of lies, devil, deceiver, dragon, and the beast. I know there's more, but…" she trailed off.
He nodded approvingly. "Nice work, Miss Williams. At least someone did the reading." He said giving the other students an intense look. All the other students slouched in their seats, ashamed.
Dean and Sam exchanged surprised looks. Kat did the reading? Kat was pulling a Hermione Granger?" She was as bad as Dean, if not worse, about doing homework. She'd rather be out drinking and dancing. This was the opposite of who Kat was. It felt like a stab to the gut to the Winchester brothers. Just another difference between their sister and this look-a-like.
The teacher droned on, and soon enough Dean had lost himself in a boredom-induced stupor. But the beautiful trills of the bell snapped him out of his daze as the college kids collected their open notebooks and waltzed out of class.
"Way to doze off, Dean!" His little brother hissed disapprovingly. Dean shrugged shamelessly.
"The guy's voice was as dry as the Sahara, so it wasn't all my fault. Seriously, you have to admit that even YOU were bored." Sam simply rolled his eyes.
"Hey boys, quiet bickering and come on!" Their sister called out from the bottom of the stairs, giving them an annoyed look. It felt like they were on a hunt, arguing about which monster it was until Kat glared at them, instantly shutting them up. It felt so familiar, but then she turned away and the moment ended.
Sam gave his brother a crestfallen look. Dean concealed his own pain under a reassuring smile. It was fake. Unlike Kat, Sam couldn't tell the difference between false Dean and actual Dean. Sometimes, Dean thanked his lucky stars for this fact. But other times, like now, he wished someone would call him out on his bullshit and comfort him about his true emotions.
When they reached Kat, she was frowning at her journal. "What the heck? What does this even mean?" Curious, both brothers peered over her shoulders. What they saw shocked them to their cores. Marching across the lines in Kat's neat script were the words:
'Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas. Omnis incursio inferniis adversarii, omnis hegio, omnis congregato et secta diaboiica. Ergo, draco maiedicte. Ecciisiam tuam secri tibi facias iibertate servire, te rogamus.'
They froze, surprised looks marring their faces. It was an incantation for exorcism. One every Winchester had to memorize. Could it be that…
"Do you know what it means?" She questioned, studying their astonished faces.
"It's umm," Dean stammered, wracking his brain for a believable lie. "A Greek poem, I think." Sam shot him an incredulous look. Dean raised his shoulders a fraction as if to say 'It was all I could think of.'
"Greek? Are you sure? We haven't even started Greek yet in my Dead Languages class. I don't even remember writing it down. Hell, I don't even speak it!" After a beat, she shrugged. "Whatever, I'm sure it's nothing. It's probably from a late night study session that I forgot about." Dean's eyes narrowed as soon as she turned. Her shoulders were too tense for indifference. She knew he'd been lying. But why hadn't she said anything?
There you go. I'm just gonna warn you up-front: the next chapter might take a while. It's the big reveal of who Emma REALLY is. Thank you for reading/reviewing!