Silence reigned before something had both Dean and Bobby looking up and around as Anna came through with what looked like a blade, a smile and a nod.
Seeing the two teenagers stood there, Anna looked to the two men and hid the blade away from sight as her smile faded as if she guessed what was going on. Harry was still stood there with Hermione perched on the chair, watching the two men.
"You took your time." Dean greeted her, causing the angel to roll her eyes at him and go forward, heading towards the desk, looking at Harry with a gentle look that almost looked ancient and knowing.
"And rightly so. I couldn't find the campsite. Found it eventually," Anna commented, shooting a glance at Harry and Hermione, making them glad to hear this but also cautious. Something that Harry addressed as he asked Anna what had happened.
"Well, for one thing, the guys I ran into smelt something awful." Anna told them, stowing the silver blade away somewhere the others couldn't see and looked to the two teenagers gently but sternly, "There was a hint of darkness in them all."
"Like a demonic possession?" Dean asked, perking up slightly as Anna shook her head. Disappointed, Dean sighed and looked to Bobby as he listened intently.
"So, like what?"
"Like dark magic. They still have the gift of magic. But it's cursed." Anna explained, giving a pointed look to Dean who scowled but nodded.
"I hope they weren't like the ones we know of… but you took care of them. Right?"
"Sent them on their way." Anna replied, "You and I have different meanings of that phrase, Dean Winchester."
Just the way she said it had Dean rolling his eyes to the ceiling before he looked to both Harry and Hermione and told them, "Why don't you two go back to bed? It'll be morning soon."
"But…" Hermione looked to Anna as she nodded and reassured them that she would rest soon but that they had to talk. Harry was suspicious about what they wanted to talk about and wanted to stay but the two teenagers were herded out by Bobby and shuttled to the bottom of the stairs.
"Off with ya idjits. It's late and you need the rest." Came the gruff voice as they began the ascent upstairs. Exhaustion seemed to hit them both then as soon as they got to the top of the stairs and began the seemingly long journey back to the room they'd been staying in.
Back in the study, Dean and Anna were looking out of the open doorway as Bobby wheeled his way back into the room and looking straight at the angel as she sighed and the room was filled with a power that only angels exuded.
"Wanna tell us what's going on in England and do we need to get involved?" Dean ended up asking, folding his arms as Anna leaned against the desk and looked at him.
"All I know is that Harry is in great danger." Anna told them, "And his soul's coated in darkness. Pure darkness."
Dean and Bobby could only grasp onto how serious this was as they looked at one another and nodded. Scowling, Dean gripped onto the handle of the gun he'd holstered and swore, "Son of a bitch, Anna. We have the Seals being broken and two magic kids are fighting a war no one else knows about."
"What I wanna know is just who are they fighting." Bobby commented, looking at the woman as she shook her head, unsure.
"They won't say the name out loud. But whoever this person is, he's the one who killed Harry's parents."
"Moldymort. Or something like that." Dean spoke out loud, a thoughtful look on his face as he looked at them both, "What? Hermione told us his history. That's some real shit to go through as a kid."
"You wanted them out of here earlier, Dean." Anna pointed out to the elder Winchester brother, "We'll be going back later. When they're awake."
"Then, you'll probably need some things." Both Bobby and Dean said, Dean pulling her to the back door and the pair disappearing through it.
~~The Dreaded Line Break~~
The sounds and smells of sizzling bacon had the arousal effect on both Harry and Hermione. Groping around for his glasses, he heard Anna's voice just outside, speaking to an unknown male. The voice was smooth but tired, almost as if they'd just woken up and it was obvious that Anna knew them even as the voice soon receded down the hallway as if going downstairs and a door shut before Anna was poking her head in and smiling at the teens, saying, "Breakfast will be five minutes, guys, if you're hungry then we can head back to England. I got the tent while I was there."
Harry nodded wearily before Anna retreated and shut the door gently, just as Hermione looked over and then to Harry before they were both getting out of bed and dressing. Harry attempted to do something about his unruly hair but it stayed as stubborn as ever when he sighed and looked to Hermione forlornly.
"I can't do anything about it, Harry." Was the quick answer when he gave up and handed the comb back to her, "Come on. By the sounds of it, Breakfast will be ready soon."
Hermione threw the comb back into her beaded bag and waited for Harry to follow her downstairs. They passed a closed door on their way and heard a flushing toilet then the shower running before they got to the stairs and went down them to the kitchen. Dean, Bobby and Anna were sat at the kitchen table and looking through a few papers and Dean was talking lowly as if he didn't want to be heard when Harry and Hermione came in.
Anna nodded at something that was said before she was looking up and straightening in her seat at the same time as Dean was nudged by Bobby who then grabbed the papers and stuffed them into a duffle bag by Anna's chair.
"Morning."
