The Body Snatcher

Prologue

He plucked the keys from Deans' hands giddily, practically skipping to the other side if the impala. "This is a one-time thing, alright?" He yelled over the hood. Sam nodded, sliding in. Dean clambered in the passengers' side and plopped down with a huff. If anything, Dean was a tad nervous. This would be the first-and last-time Sam was driving his impala because he asked to. The worst part is that Sam asked, and Dean said yes. Something had gotten into Sam; he was...happier and just too damn girly. He started talking about how nice Dean looked in his new dark green shirt-saying it made his eyes pop out. He left him alone because he supposed it was because of his new-found four month relationship with a woman named Farah. She was such a girly-girl Dean wouldn't be surprised if she bled pink. But it was nice to see Sam find someone who is a badass hunter.

They were on a case, headed to a mental institute. A young man named Colin Walker claimed that he was possessed by an angel. They had to go check it out because the things he said were unbelievably correct for his accusations. Sam decided to go in, as he always does, and check it out while Dean took a nap in the impala. His sleep was dreamless.

Sam entered the room with caution, even though he didn't need to. Colin lay on the ground, his shins rested on the bed and head on a pillow. He turned his attention to Sam, apologizing quietly and standing up slowly. "Mind if we talk?" Sam asked, gesturing to a table with three chairs. Colin shook his head no, and took a seat across from Sam. "Now, what is it you said happened?"

"I was possessed by an angel."

"An angel? How do you know?"

"She told me."

"I don't understand."

"Yeah, no one does. She came up to me and told me that she was an angel, and that she was going to posses me for her own purposes, I just and to hide hide her body."

"What did she look like?"

"She was about 5' 5", pale skin, shortish, curly blond hair." He paused, gesturing to just below his shoulder. "She was very young, maybe thirteen."

"Is she still..."

"No. She left two weeks ago."

"Oh. So she said she was an angel"

"Yeah."

"And you believed her?"

"I prayed for this. Of corse I would believe her. i never told anyone that I did, so no one could have faked it." He said frustratedly. "Sorry." He almost whispered.

"It's fine. Anything else you wanna tell me?"

"She said to watch out for the... Uh, damn I forgot their names. Oh! The Win- it's like a nut, almost."

"Winchesters?"

"Yes! She said they'd be looking for her after they talked to me. Marie said a short guy with really short hair and a leather jacket would talk to me, and that was...Sam, no, Dean."

"What else did Marie say?"

"Not much else, I'm just waiting for one of them so I can kill 'em before they kill her."

"Alright, well. Thanks." Sam stood.

"You believe me?"

"Yeah, I think so." Colin smiled.

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"Yeah, some angel. She looked thirteen?"

"Yeah, he said she was about five five, and she called you short."

"That bitch." Sam laughed.

"Yeah, we have to summon her."

"Did he say her name?"