We drove for almost 500 miles until we reached somewhere in Montana. When we stopped I got out and Saraqael followed me. I looked around. There were too many ghosts around us for a town this small. It didn't feel right.
Dean there is something wrong here. I sent. Nothing is the same.
Dean looked around and didn't see anything wrong. I just ignored the ghosts and went to the nearest hotel.
"Two rooms please," I said to the guy on duty.
I handed him some money and got the room keys. When I got back out I handed one of the keys to Dean.
"I got us rooms for as long as it takes," I said. "You boys have one and I have the other. That is unless Saraqael decides to stay with me for any longer."
She just looked at me and said, "This vessel was in the point of death. She willing gave herself over for me to use. I have no problem staying."
I put my stuff in the room and go for a walk around the town. I see one problem. One of the guys I met during my walk was one of the ghosts I had seen when we first entered the town.
Saraqael, Cas, I think that we are dealing with more than a few witches, I sent.
Then I felt the bag come over my head. I didn't scream and didn't send the alarm.
"We know what you are, Wiccan," one of the witches spat. "We warned the last one of you to come here that there would be issues if another one showed up."
I could feel the negative energy in the room. Witches always gave off energy but only demons and shapeshifters gave off negative. I could feel Saraqael and Cas closing in on my location. I just sat there not sure of what else to do. That is when I felt the energy of the angels enter. It was still breath taking after all this time. I could tap into that when they were around. In fact, I had once.
"Sara, she's in here," I heard Cas yell.
The bag was pulled from over my eyes and I saw a worried Saraqael looking at me. I rolled my eyes to the sign above me. It was a demon trap. I was annoyed with these things.
Then I saw my hand writing. I tore it up as soon as I saw it.
YOU ARE READING
2 Years
FanfictionI have just woken up from a coma. I have been asleep for 2 years. Now that I am awake I have an archangel named Saraqael following me around. By the end of this I have been kidnapped and almost killed several times.
