My Supernatural Tale

Chapter 18

                                                            My POV

I sat in the bookstore after what had happened. Brianna was lookin around the book store, saying some strange jokes to try to boost my spirit. But down the hall I could hear shouting coming from Dean and Elan, I didn't understand anything they said mostly because they kept mentioning some woman named Pamela.

"Brianna...", I said.

"Yeah", she answered.

"What are they talking about?", I asked.

"You got me, I have no idea. Someting about Elan cant help us because she doesnt want to end up like Pamela", she answered.

"Oh.....cause that helps", I said sarcastically.

"They could just be talking about nothing", she said calmly.

"I seriously doubt it", I said.

"Listen things are gonna get-", Brianna tried to say before she was interrupted by more shouts.

"I know it was my fault you dont need to keep saying it!!", Dean shouted.

"You know what...I'm gonna end this, right now", Brianna said before walking trough the door. I stood up and followed her. We walked to the door and brianna opened it and went inside, I stood in the doorway.

"Will you guys stop!", Brianna shouted angrilly. "This isn't helping anyone....now what is the problem?"

"It's nothing", Dean said.

"Bull shit!", that got everyones attention. "We can hear you from the other side of the store, now tell us what the hell is going on!"

We all sat down at the table while Dean excplained himself.

"A while back I went to a psychic for help with....something important. Her name was Pamela, we needed her to find someone just like Elan was gonna do with Krystal", he said.

"Who were you trying to find?", I asked.

"An angel", he said.

"What? angels? you have got to be kidding", I said.

"What? you dont believe in angels? You've seen a demon that almost killed you, but the thought of angels being out there, you cant believe?", Brianna said rudely.

"Listen, a couple days ago I was living a normal life. So yeah  dont...so get off my back about it", I said angrilly. "Sorry I'm just....", i stopped.

"No...no its my fault Dean carry on", Brianna said.

"We did a ritual...and it worked.....sort of", Dean said.

"What do you mean by sort of?", Brianna asked.

"When she saw him, her eyes burned out of her skull. She lived but she wasn't ever gonna be able to see anything ever again", Dean said.

"And though we wont be doing the same kind of ritual...I dont want to take any chances so I'm sorry, and i want to help I really do but you're gonna have to summon this one on your own", Elan said.

"That's ok...I understand", I said trying to sound like I know what I'm talking about.

After our conversation we told Elan that we would summon the angel some where else and call if we need her. So we left the house, got in the car, and left. Dean said that we would be going to a friends of his, I think he said his name was Bobby.