Saving Heaven: A SUPERNATURAL Fan Fiction

Chapter eighteen: Booked Enlightenment vs. Thug Gangsters.

A/N: sorry this took so long but it's almost over... or is it? warnings of violence, nudity, stereotyping, carpet soiling *gasp* and the standard swearing.

It was dark and scary and sark and dcary.... Dnag it. Even my thoughts are illiterate.

I looked around; the room I was in was cold, my breath could be seen, I could feel it on my skin no goose pimples though... there was a light breeze across my belly... I looked down.

Naked.

I was naked.

Why am I always nude.

My life was written by a sexually frustrated man.

That was awfully sexist of my brain... eh.

Right, right, task at hand... there were dark walls of black cobble stones and the floor was black marble, polished to a shine. The only illumination was through a small hole in the ceiling the white light shone a beacon pretty much. The room I was in was probably square, or slightly rectangular... that light was looking pretty tempting... holy shit... was that the light... like "don't go towards the light" light? Looks like a fucking moon beam. I am not walking towards that. I'm naked. Not wearing a bra and moving could result in certain death especially if I have to run, and something tells me I will have to run.

Could you not touch me? It tickles!

I snapped my head around. There was nothing but blackness.

Stop it! We could die on this plane and you want to start a tickle war?

Wait? I looked back to the light. There was an old fashioned like 1960's style T.V. set with the black and white fuzzy picture showing, you know those white-noise pictures? That was that was playing.

The picture flickered.

It showed Anna next to me on the plane, she was rubbing her upper arm, pouting.

See what happens when you go to war? You get dead armies.

Bitch that pun was baaaad.

Like that attitude towards war.

The screen showed me punching her arm again. Then the image shook.

If we die you can have my 'My Little Pony' collection.

The image shook again as Anna took my hand. After a second the screen turned back to the fuzzy picture.

Well that was entertaining. Yet I was the one transfixed by the small screen. It flickered.

There was a dull roar of an engine in the background as the image showed a windscreen that over looked a shiny black hood. It was on an awkward angle, as trees blurred passing on either side of the grey road we were on. A phone rang.

"Crap Sammy are you alright? Yes, I've got the other one... mumbled something about liking real cars." There was chuckling. "Yeah, you keep Anna safe I'm taking this one to the bunker, shame though she's pretty cute... calm down man I'm only joking, seriously though she is cute... alright, alright! Calm down, yeesh. Alright see ya soon." The conversation ended and the screen went darker, before bobbing up and down lightly.

"Ya hear that sweet cheeks? Anna's safe, we'll get you home and figure this out... hopefully."

When the screen went fuzzy again, I was about to make another snarky remark when it flicked on.

The humming was in the background again but the image was straighter and brighter, this time the world was whizzing past in greens and browns, the screen turned to Hinton in the driver's seat his many rings catching the light making him glow.