Bath Kol - Supernatural x reader

8. IOU

"Buddy," I chuckled putting the tea back down, it's head snapped to me as it slowly floated over, studying my eyes.

"I have a message..." The words came as whispers as he pulled out a small letter.

"Who, may I ask?" Raising an eye brow, a deep growl came from behind it and a hellhound walked out with a wooden box in his mouth with Crowley's sigil carved into the top. "Never mind, I'll take a guess..." The reaper took the box out of the hellhound's mouth, holding out with the letter... Bowing his head.

"He says he missed you while you were gone..." It's voice turning more into a wail as it continued.

"Get out of my sight..." Gritting my teeth, I grabbed the items and they both disappeared. Putting them on my legs and taking hold of the cup again, I took a sip... Starting time again.

"But I did give him some help," the old lady winked as she pulled out a small piece of paper and pen, "you look like a cook, dear" she said jotting down a phone number, " so call me if you ever want anything to cook for the two boys of your," she winked, ripping the paper and handing it to me.

"I should get back into cooking, thanks" we smiled at each other before she waddled away.

"You can cook?" Nobel laughed taking a big gulp of his drink.

"I would hope everyone does..." Smirking I took a biscuit, Ambrosia flew back from me, eyeing the biscuit hungrily. "Anyway, I head there is a haunted house..." Breaking the biscuit in halve, Ambrosia grabbing it in her mouth and flew away with it.

"If there was why would you want to know?" He played with the straw in his drink as his eyes slowly drifted back up.

"I'm a very curious person, one heard it from some guys from the bar and I had to look into it," chuckling I ate the biscuit before taking the last sip of my tea. "Oh but teddy bear over here doesn't believe it," I snapped my gaze to Dean who grunt back.

"I rather just not go," he finished the pie, proudly pushing the tin forward.

"Oh, softy is he..." Nobel chuckled, " there is... an old lady has always been seen, walking around,"

"Just sound like a homeless person" Dean snorted.

"Been like that since I was young, worst yet when people comeback from that house if they even dare to go inside, came back with mind set of there child self and large nail marks all over their body... Some even with words..." He sipped his drink slowly through the straw.

"We should g..."

"No, I would advise against that..." Noble's eyes full of sadness as he grabbed my hand, " if not for me, then for your beautiful body that I don't want to see a single scratch on," Sam coughed making Nobel drop my hand. A small smile creeped onto Dean's face as he picked up his coffee and finally started to drink it.

"Who knows maybe I like it rough..." I winked, dean spitting out his drink... Eyes wide open.

"Kinky, love to find out" Nobel licked his lips, leaning closer his breath got quicker.

" I'm willing to show you," leaning closer too, out noses barely touching as I open my mouth again,"but, it's time to leave!" Grabbing the stuff on my lap I tucked them under my arm and stood up, smirking as I pulled out my wallet.

"I'll pay for it, tease," he said, Dean and Sam joining me with a confused look share between the two.

"Give me a number too so I can call you when I'm in need," shoving my wallet back into my pocket I pulled out my phone and handed it to him.

"In need of what," he quickly typed in some number before handing it back to me.

"You just need to wait and see..." Turning on my heels, I started walking to the door, swaying my hips a little I could hear a couple of guys gulping. "Get ready cos I can go all night," I walked out the door, going back down the way we came from... Dean and Sam ran to me.

"What was that!?" Dean basically yelled as we walked back to the inn.

"I got information the easiest way I knew how, flirting..." Sighing I turned crossing the road.

"But your an angel, and what you just suggested, probably broke some of the rule!" Sam chuckling at Dean's response, as they finally caught up.

"Sex is actually called a work of Beauty in the bible..." We passed the bakery and went to the apartments of the inn.

"So have you...?" Dean voice full of shook making a grin form on face.

"There would only one way to find out," he bit his bottom lip at my answer, as we reached the door.

Dead silent as Dean open the door and we all walked in, taking their places on the beds... I walked over to Dean, sitting next to him. His eyes traveled along my body, shifting now again in place.

"So are we looking at the house later or tomorrow...?" I said to Sam as he rummaged through a duffle bad pulling out a worn Journal.

"Tomorrow I want to do more research, this seems really dangerous..." He flipped through a few pages before he sat back into his bed, getting absorbed into the book.

"We should just burn the bitch down," Dean rolled his eyes receiving a snort from Sam.

"House have feelings, dear" I pulled to the items from under my arm and laid them on my lap. The letter not even crumbled from the walk... Opening it a small note and a small Talisman on chain. Picking up the note the words were so bold, IOU... Growling I tried burnt the note in my hands, the flames jumping away from it... "Irrumator..." Giving up the note didn't even have black marks.

"Irrumator?" Dean said as the plucked the note out of my fingers, "no DEAR, it says IOU" he laughed giving it back.

"Any more smart remarks...?" The words came out in a sarcastic tone as I took the box in my hands.

"Well plenty but..." He stopped as his eyes hit the box, "when did you get this!?" His words turned to shouts, catching Sam's attention.

"Cafe," I tried to open the box but Dean slammed his hand down on the top.

"I knew that guy was bad news," he growled making Sam shake his head.

"He never gave her anything, I was watching him the whole time..." Sam flipped a page and scribbled something down.

"Then who...?" Dean barked at Sam who just shook his head.

"A reaper casually showed up and gave it to me, don't worry about it..." Smiling as I pat his hand away and open the box, a single Crimson and with black tip... My feather. " great..." I could feel the question rising from Dean.

"Don't worry she says," Dean picked up the feather to study it closer. The fluttering of wings came from the entrance.

"Hey, Castiel..." He walked into view just as I talked, face shadowed in tints of sadness "not going well?" He shook before his eyes hit the feather Dean held and rushed over to us.

"H-how?" He eyed to muster more words but failed as he grabbed the feather.

"Cas, dude... You ok?" Dean laughed, wrapping his arm around my shoulder Castiel stare hit him like daggers.

"Castiel, did they call me?" Sighing, Castiel's eyes turned sad as looked at me. "Alright I'll be back..." Taking Dean's arm off of me, I stood... Teleporting out.