Chapter 4

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It has been several days since Mimi and I have arrived to what Sam and Dean called "The Men of Letters bunker". Apparently this place was built long ago for specific hunters to stay in. The building had a lot of protective symbols and sigils, protecting those who are within the walls from anything wanting to harm you. The only way you could get in would be with a key or if you are an angel, such as Balthazar and Cas, someone would have to pray to them.

In our several days here I have been drowning myself in countless words from the many books of the men of letters library. On several occasions Sam would join me and do research for whatever it was that he needed.

Sam and I got along fairly well. The two of us would constantly talk about (when we weren't reading or reasearching) what we used to do, how our lives were, and pretty much anything we thought about. I knew a lot about Sam, I practically knew his life up to this very point and he knew mine. In ways I saw him as my older brother that I always wanted and he felt the same about me being his little sister.

Now when it comes to Dean, I liked to pick a bone or two with him. It was interesting to say the least, both Sam and Mimi got a kick out of it. Dean would start a random argument with me and I would get into it with him and I would just shut him down very quick. Sometimes I felt like I could be very persuasive.

Oh and I understood what Balthazar meant by Dean and Cas giving each other looks. You would think they were dating or having some passionate sex with one another. It was in my agenda to play matchmaker with the two of them.

Speaking of my guardian angel Balthazar, I haven't seen him for the past few days and I was certainly missing him around. The only reason why I haven't prayed to him is simply because I didn't want to come off as annoying or needy to him.

"Hey, you okay sissy?" I looked to the doorway of my room and saw Mimi standing there with a sandwich in one hand and her ecig in the other.

"Yeah I'm fine, just reading more of these books." I marked the page I was on and closed the book before continuing my conversation with her. "Why? What's up? Everything okay?"

Mimi laughed at me. "Yeah everything is fine. I'm fine, I'm just worried about you." She shrugged her shoulders slightly but I knew the real reason why she was here, she knew I missed Balthazar. "You miss Balthazar, don't you?"

I sighed slightly, knowing that there was no point in trying to lie to her. She could read me like a book. "Yeah, a little bit."

"Why haven't you prayed to him? I heard him the other night Sis. If you want to see him just send him a little prayer."

I shrugged. "Well you know I'm haven't been the most religious person after mom passed and I don't want to come off as annoying to him!"

Mimi came into my room and sat next to me. "You know you won't sis, he's your guardian angel. Just send him a prayer okay?" She hugged me before getting up to leave my room.

For a moment I sat there and sighed to myself. "What the hell, let's give it a shot." I closed my eyes and put my hands together. Balthazar? I don't know if you can hear me or not but I would like to speak with you... I sat there after I opened my eyes and looked around for the angel. "Well that was a-"

"You okay Pumpkin?"

Balthazar's voice scared me and caused me to jump, which made him chuckle at my expense.

"Other than my heart nearly jumping out of my chest? I'm fine."

"Then what do I owe your prayer?" At Balthazar's question I felt blood rush to my cheeks.

"I, uh, I wanted to see you." I found it odd that I was becoming very attached to the angel that I met only days ago and I didn't know wether or not that it scared me. Every fiber in my being just felt at ease, comfortable around Balthazar, it was if he holding some odd angel power over me that was making me feel the way I do. But my heart was another story. If you were to ask me right now if I was in love with Balthazar, my honest truth to you would be that I don't know... I've never really had a relationship that ever made me feel like that. With that being said, the feeling of Love was foreign to my being.

"Really? That's all? Well I'm here now! Let's get to know one another!" With a smile on Balthazar's face that made my stomach erupt like a volcanoe, he walked over to my bed and sat right next to me, our shoulders touching. Instantly his scent filled my nasal cavity and I could tell by the way his cologne smelled, it was a rather expensive brand.

Over the course of I'm not sure how long (Balthazar made me feel like time stopped), we just sat on my bed and talked about anything and everything, of course though, Balthazar had more to tell seeing as he was years older than I and had more stories to tell. So I sat there with him, leaning against him and just listening to his stories.

{{Balthazar's POV}}

Caroline sat there with me, listening to all the stories I told her. I knew that what I was telling her was only a fraction of the things that I have seen or done but there would be plenty of time to tell her those other stories. She was listening so intently, her gaze fixed upon me the more I told her. It was as if I was telling a child a story of magic.

I must admit, while I was away doing what i enjoy doing, the thought of Caroline crossed my mind on several occasions. Something about her was different than any other woman I have laid eyes on and trust me, I have seen plenty in my time. I couldn't quite understand it and maybe I never would but that would be fine by me if it meant she stuck around and never got tired of me.

"Castiel was an interesting fledgling-" my story about Castiel got cut off once I felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around my waist. I looked down and saw that Caroline was peacefully sleeping, a small smile gracing her features. "I'll stay here with you then until you wake up again Pumpkin." I pulled the blankets up to cover us and though angels don't need sleep, I let my eyes close to sleep alongside my charge.

AN: So hey guys! I got my phone turned on so I'll be able to update normally! And i think this was a fluffy-ish chapter, yes? Anywho, what would be your song while hunting with Sam and Dean? :3
~Carol

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