That's My Food, Man

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Ash

After telling Cas what the werewolves called me, he looked upset and...defeated? Is he looking for the saviour too? Is that the reason why he talked to me? Did he flirt with me just so I would be on his side if I was the so called saviour? Asshole. Why does everyone insist on me being this, this hero?

"Damn it, we have to keep looking. James, go find Alpha Siron to tell him we were wrong."

James nods sharply before running off into the woods. Cas begins to follow him, completely ignoring me now. So much for 'wanting to keep me safe'. I roll my eyes and turn around to walk off in a different direction than the two monsters. I really hope that I am wrong and I don't turn into one of them.

***

It has been a week of walking and sleeping wherever I can find shelter. I am so glad that one of my foster homes was into hunting and I learned how to hunt and cook in the wilderness. I don't mind this whole nomad thing but I am in desperate need of a proper shower. I have just been washing off in lakes, but that won't do much longer. I decide that it is time to find a town and hope nothing goes wrong.

I emerge through the trees to a quaint town. I smile at the cozy feeling and walk down the Main Street. I get some glances in my direction but for the most part, everyone keeps the themselves.

I walk up to a small diner and take a seat in a booth by myself. A young waitress walks up to me and smiles.

"What can I get for you today?"

"I will have an iced tea and a burger with fries," I grin.

"That will be right up," she then walks back to the counter.

I pick up my phone from my back and turn it on. I have had it off since I left because I wouldn't have any service. I look at my GPS and see that I am in a town called Haplen. Huh, never heard of it. The waitress comes back with my iced tea and tells me that my food will be out in a bit.

I debate calling John for a few minutes before deciding that I should at least tell him that I am alive. I pick up my phone and dial his number.

"Ash? How are you? Are you okay?"

"Hey John, I'm okay. I just wanted to call and tell you that since I have service for now."

"Okay, thank you for calling. I have been worried..." John trails off.

"I'm sorry that I had to leave, but this is something I need to do. I will be back one day," I promise.

"Okay, be safe. I love you," John says.

"I love you too," I smile and hang up the phone.

I take a sip from my iced tea and grin at the sweet taste. I can't remember the last time I had one of these. The ding of the diner's door grabs my attention and I turn to see who it is. I notice everyone in the diner now their head to this guys who walks in. I look at the guy who has tousled black hair and green eyes that could hold the entire forest in them. I turn in my seat before we meet gazes to avoid embarrassment. He was hot, but why was everyone bowing their heads?

"Hello sir, what can I get for you?" The lady at the counter asks the man. Sir? He is my age by the looks of it, why call him Sir?

"Black coffee," he deep voice orders. What am I thinking. Stop eavesdropping Ash.

"Just like your mother," the lady comments and the man chuckles.

"Yes, just like her."

I am snapped out of listening to their conversation when the waitress comes back over to me with my food.

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