Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ The way you Ketch me ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

I headed back for the bunker, still wearing his jacket. The light smell of him still clung to it, for some reason it brought me comfort. I wore it until I was an hour out from home, stopping at a gas station to fill up and tossing the jacket in my duffle before I took off again. The cologne still lingered in the car as I started to drive again, so I opened a window, hoping it would be gone by the time I got home so that Dean wouldn’t blow up again.

Pulling into the garage made me relax further. It was always good to be home. As I pulled into my spot, I noticed Baby's’ windows were fogged up. I chuckled as I shut the engine off and rounded up my stuff to go inside. As I passed the black impala, I banged my fist loudly against the trunk lid, successfully scaring awake the people inside.

“Ah! God damn it Sam!” I heard Dean call from the inside as his shadow sprang up and hit the roof.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I scrambled around to the door nearest where his head had appeared and opened it, nearly sending Cas tumbling out of the car. The two men looked at me, one embarrassed and the other an angel.

“Wow. I thought you had more class than this Dean.” I said, laughing more as my brother struggled to get up without revealing to much of himself or his boyfriend.

“Ya well….after the last time and Sam…” Dean stumbled along his words.

I waved my hand in the air, stopping his excuses as I began to walk away. I continued to laugh as I walked into the actual bunker, smacking right into some who was trying to leave. We both fell back onto our asses, dazed. It took me a few seconds before a recognized the female before me.

“You’re hair’s shorter. I love it.” I said, standing and stretching my hand out to Charlie to help her up.

“Aww, thanks hun!” She said as she took my hand and stood.

“What are you doing here? I thought you were still in Oz?” Wrapping my hand around her shoulders as I walked her back down the steps.

“Ya well, I came back for a few things I thought might be in this junk pile and Sam mentioned the mission you’re on and I thought I’d help. Be a good big sister ya know?”

“God I wish you were my sister. You’d be so much better than…”

“Please don’t tell me you’d actually think about replacing one of us?” Sam said as he came into the main room from the hallway.

“Never Sammy. At least not you anyway.” I said, Charlie and I giggling.

“You know you could never replace Dean either.” Sam said, smiling.

“Ya. He’s too much like you.” Charlie added as she walked around the map table to where her bags were.

“Wow. Did you bring the whole arsenal?” I asked sarcastically.

“Everything but the grenade launcher!” Charlie said, slinging one of the heavy looking bags over her shoulder, “So when do we leave, Alphys?”

I gave a small laugh as I laid my duffle on the table. “Not yet, Undyne. Let me get some food and another monster to kill and then we can head out. Deal?”

“Only if I make the food.” She said, letting the bag slid off her shoulder and heading towards the kitchen, “The last time the boys made anything I couldn’t taste anything else for weeks!”

I laughed as she skipped off. I looked up as the garage door opened again, my brother and Cas stepping through it, Dean still red faced. I nudged Sam as they walked down the stairs and winked at him, tipping my head in their direction. Sam cocked an eyebrow before he looked like he understood, and then turned to the pair and gave a thumbs up. I snickered as I jogged into the hallway and to my room.

I threw the duffle on my bed and began to take dirty clothes out and put new ones in. When I pulled the jacket out I paused and held it to my nose, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, letting the smell of rain and sawdust swim through my senses. I stood there for a minute longer before being interpreted by someone clearing their throat behind me.

“What ya got there kiddo?” Charlie asked.

I threw the jacket onto my bed before I turned around to face her. “I was just doing a smell test. Seeing if it was still fresh enough to wear again ya know?” I said.

“Uh huh.” she said, walking into my room and and handing me a plate of food she’d been holding behind her back, “Looks kinda big for you. Kinda more like something Dean would wear.”

“I uh…” I struggled to find words.

“What would I wear?” Dean said, peaking his head into my room.

“Nothing. We were just talking about your sense of style and how lame it is.” Charlie said.

“Ya, just joking about how the 80s would like their lumberjack style back.” I said, laughing a little.

“Ya well you both love this lumberjack so I’m not changing anytime soon!” Dean said, laughing with us.

“What are you doing here anyway? Done with Cas already?” I joked.

“I smelled food. Plus he had to take off anyway, something about Jack.” He said, stepping into and then leaning against the door frame.

“Well, go help Sam find us a new adventure! Let us girl talk in peace!” Charlie said, playfully pushing against Dean’s chest in a small effort to get him to move.

“Ya, ya. Girl talk. You two are the furthest from girly and there’s no way you’ll ever convince me otherwise.” Dean said, putting his hands in the air as a surrender before walking off towards his own room, “Is there anymore food anywhere?”

“Ya, it’s in the kitchen!” Charlie yelled after him.

Once he was out of hearing distance, Charlie turned back to me, giving me a look that only said ‘spill’. I sighed as I picked the jacket up again, hugging it slightly as I turned to face Charlie better.

“It’s not mine...and it’s not Dean’s.” I started.

“Well then whose is it?” Charlie said, giving me what she calls her hacker gaze.

“I guess you could say it’s a secret…?” I said, smiling shyly.

“Wait. Like something your brothers don’t know?” Charlie gasped, “Are you seeing someone?!”

I kinda laughed a nervous laugh. “You could say that.”

“Girl!” Charlie pulled me into a hug, “I’m so glad you found someone, but why are you hiding him? If you like him enough to wear his shit I bet he’s a great guy.”

I stepped back a little, “Ya well. The boys wouldn’t approve, just trust me with that.” Just the thought of Dean or Sam knowing about the multiple…..encounters with Ketch other than the one they semi-walked in on…..that thought scared me. I don’t think Dean would let him continue living.

“Are you seeing a monster or something? That sounds so hot. Like. Is he a troll or something? Ohhhh! Is he a hobbit! That would be amazing. But they don’t exist right?” Charlie took a minute to breathe before continuing on, “I bet he’s a siren then. And you can’t tell Dean ‘cause he’s attracted to him too, right?”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little. “No, no. It’s none of that Charlie. Let’s just say he’s on the opposite side of things.”

“You mean like a demon?” Charlie asked, sitting on the edge of my bed, “You really are just a mix of Sam and Dean aren’t ya?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I said, sitting next to her.

“Well, your best friend is a demon. You love pie and junk food in general. You’re pretty damn smart. You have a great taste in cars,” Charlie gave me a little nudge before she finished listing off things that I had in common with my brothers, “And you’ve probably fucked a demon.”

“Charlie!” I said, playfully punching her for the last comment, “I can assure you that this guy is not a demon. He’s perfectly human, just not the greatest guy.”

“Alright, well if he makes you happy I’d love to meet him.” She said, standing up to leave me in peace with the food she’d brought me, “I’ll be in the main room whenever you’re ready to go.”

“Thanks for the food!” I said as I shoved a piece of bacon into my mouth.

Charlie gave a little wave as she walked out. I continued to shove food in my face as I repacked my duffle. Before long I had an empty plate and a full bag. I walked out of my room and down the hallway, voices reaching my ears before I even got close to the main room. Someone else had come into the bunker, someone at least Dean didn’t get along with.

“I don’t care, Crowley! You need a better reason to just appear than ‘because I could.’” Dean said as I came into the room.

“Alright, Dean. I heard my favorite Winchester was back and I had some information for…”

“Aww, you didn’t have to come all the way from hiding just for me Bat.” I said as I walked in, going straight up to Crowley and giving him a hug. I could hear the boys protest.

“Anything for you, Mouse.” Crowley said, hugging me back.

“What did you come to tell me?” I said, stepping back to lean against the map table.

“Your friend, Asmodeus, is working on something big.” Crowley said, standing once again with his hands in the pockets of his suit pants.

“Well we know about the whole opening to another world thing so it can’t be anything too new.” Dean said, crossing his arms in front of him.

“Well that’s the thing, he wants to make sure it stays closed. The real issue here is that he wants an army incase it does open.” Crowley said, putting emphasis behind ‘army’.

“Then why does he need an archangel?” I asked, becoming slightly confused.

“What archangel?” Crowley asked.

“We heard this rumor about Gabriel being in Hell somewhere.” Sam said.

“Well. I can’t tell you if he is or not. I was always horrible about keeping track of the people in those damn cells.” Crowley said.

“Damn. Well what do you know about his ‘army’?” I said.

“He’s collecting souls faster than he should. Thought I’d let you know that at least in my opinion it looks like he’s building an army.” Crowley said, waving his hands around to give a visual of souls flying around.

“Alright, well Charlie and I will make sure to check that out on our new mission.” I said, pushing off of the table and walking over to the other girl.

“New mission?” Crowley asked, glancing between me and the boys.

“Ya! We’ve got some Wendigo’s to kill!” Charlie said, sticking her hand in the air for a high five.

I smacked her hand and we laughed. I turned to face everyone again, watching the guys smile at us. “What?”

All three immediately returned to having serious faces and talking about what to do about the new demon threat. I rolled my eyes and reached across the table to grab my duffle, grabbing Charlie by the arm and waving before heading towards the garage door.

“Keep us up to date ok?!” I yelled back into the main room, pausing to hear several ‘oks’ before closing the door behind Charlie and me.

“So are we taking my car or yours?” Charlie said, starting towards her own car.

I glanced at it, it was tucked behind some of the older MOL cars from the 80s, no wonder I hadn’t seen it. “No offence but mine can kick your car's’ ass in speed anyday.”

“That may be true but I have more class than you do.” She said, walking back towards me and my car with a smirk on her face.

“Ouch!” I said, playfully slugging her in the arm before tossing my duffle in the back seat and getting in the drive side door.

Charlie chuckled before sliding her own bag into the back seat and taking the passenger seat for herself. I started the car, turned the radio up, pulled out of my spot, and raced out of the garage.

 

New adventure here we come!