Grace

Over a can of beans

I put one foot in front of the other a forced myself to keep going. Hunger nipped at my belly it had been weeks since gadreel had blasted us from the bunker. Anger boiled in me that jerk got me into this mess oh if I even get a hold of him he's gonna get it. I tried getting sam Dean any one but all I could get was Molly and she'd tried to explain best she could. I wasn't quite sure where I was I have been blasted into a thick forest and finding my way was confusing. I tried my best to look for tori but she wasn't there I guess she had been blasted some where else. I entered a ghost town there was no one in sight doors to shops and houses still open the paint worn and faded. A loud gurgle reminded me of my mission to find some thing to eat before i kill over. I searched a pizza shop bingo My smiled fade stale. The moldy food didn't look apatizeiong I could wait a little longer. My hand goes to the last weapon but then my phone as it starts buzzing. It's from Molly but the call drops before I answer. I let out a frustrated sigh and shove the phone back in my pocket.

I freeze as I hear rustling in the trees and twigs snapping my hand gripped the last weapon. The bushes quiver as a deer leaps out of the forest. It runs straight for me and leaps over me in a single bound running disappearing into the trees. I huff and continued to search for food. The sun was setting and the only edible food ran straight through the trees. I trudged on I don't even remember the last time I had food. I longed for greasy burgers and fries,or home made dumplings or a cherry pie. My stomach growled but I paired no attention I'd even drink a gallon of soda though I preferred water. I stumbled a few paces and headed for a house lost in my pleasant day dream I tripped over something.

I looked up dust stinging my eyes I spot a pile of cans. I jump to my feet hope rising in my chest. I flick empty cans one by one over my shoulder till I grasp a heavy full can. I bring the can to my face kissing exclaiming "pure beauty!" I head toward a fallen log. I sit down on the fallen log pulling out my big knife. I am about to open the can when I hear a Rustling in brushes. Agitation swelled in me and I pulled out the last weapon really again I am no mood. I whirled around to find a dog. I plop back down on my log and look at the dog. The dog was though he was thin was big and muscles poked out through the short coat. The dog was thin even rib was visible it seem the dog did not have a inch of fat on it. I reached out and started to pet the dog it wagged its tail and started to pan . A sharp pain in my belly turned my attention back to the food. I raised my knife and opened the can taking a bite I never loved baked beans more than that moment. The dog pricked its ear sniffing the can a slight whimper coming from his throat. I swallowed "don't beg",I said tipping the can the dog rushes for the can knocking it on the ground. "Oops don't eat all of it silly",I giggled picking up the can. The dog growled I stood up slowly the it was like it was a different dog. The once sweet dog snapped at me and I had little time to react before the dog latched on the my arm. It dug its teeth in and shook it I yelped in pain. My hand flew to my knife I felt a pang of guilt but I knew the next bite was going to be my throat. I slam my knife into the top of its head and again until I feel it's teeth loosen on my arm.

I shakily get to my feet "I am sorry",I mumble I take a few steps before a fall back into the dust. *tisk tisk*"brought down by a wee dog bite",a familiar voice spoke. "C Crowley",I splutter as he hauled me to my feet. "What are you doing",I say before he interrupted me "I'll explain later what you need is a good meal",Crowley said before wrinkling his nose"and a bath deal?". I stick my hand out "deal",I say but he responds" ah ah that's not how I make deals", he kisses me on my cheek.

To be continued...