What Have You Done To Me?

Sarah's P.O.V.

Shit. I really do not want to go back there. I thought as we drove towards my old friend Talon's house.

"Who is this friend?" Cas asked. I sighed.

"I haven't seen her for five years. She ran away when she was in 4th grade. Nobody knows why. She was a foster kid, she moved from her old home in Kansas in 3rd grade. She had only been here a year, but she was like a sister to me. Her mom treats me like a daughter still, but she says I remind her of Talon." We pulled into the long driveway. I glanced into the woods on the right side of the driveway. The treehouse was still there. No...don't think about it! I screamed at myself. Cas stopped in front of the garage. "Is it okay if you stay here? Mrs. Morrison would tell my mom if she found out I was hanging out with some guy...no offense." I asked. He nodded. I got out and walked up to the front door. Take a deep breath. It's just Mrs. Morrison. You have talked to her a hundred times. You just need to grab a few things that Mr. Morrison said you could borrow of Talon's. I knocked on the door and a face appeared in the window. Oh Bret is home. He opened the door.

"What's up Sarah?" He asked.

"Nothing. I need to grab a few things. Aren't you supposed to be in college?" I replied. He shook his head.

"It's Thanksgiving break, and since this is around the time she...well. My college is giving me a break until Christmas break is over. So technically I'm on an overextended Thanksgiving break." He explained. I nodded. "So what do you need?" He asked.

"I need to borrow some hunting stuff of Talon's. She said I could use it...and I'm going deer hunting soon." I added quickly. He noded and let me in. I ran upstairs to her room. I took a deep breath before opening the door. You can do this. I slowly turned the knob...and pushed open the door. Nothing had changed. Still Blue and Black painted walls, her dressers where still covered in random trinkets and figurines and random stuff. Her buletin board still had art projects, and pictures of us on her birthday with cake all over our faces from the cake eating contest. I smiled. I opened up her closet and dug under a few thousand pounds of stuffed animals to find what I was looking for. I pulled out the shoebox and set it on her bed opening it. Inside was a deer bone, some gems, a wilted rose, a necklace, and a small key. Yuck. The deer bone is still there? I mean I know she was researching Wicca but come on. A deer bone? I thought as I grabbed the gems, necklace, and key. I replaced the shoebox and looked around. Where is that box! I thought. Oh! I looked under her bed. There it was. I pulled the jewelry box out and used the key to open it. Inside was a jar of holy water, rock salt, a ring, a knife and a pistol, some silver bullets, her hunting book, and some old photos. I put all the stuff in my bag and pulled out the photos. One was of her and the Morrisons. Another was of her dog Beau. Another was of her and two men I didn't recognize. What? One of them was wearing a suit...dark hair, slight stuble, and Chuby. Another was blonde, looking very relaxed but somewhat dangerous. It looked like he was sassing off to the other guy. Talon was smiling. She looked about...13 what the hell. She had a blade in one hand, and blood all over her. I glanced at the background. It was creepy. Looks like they are in hell. I laughed. There is no way that was possible. I glanced at the photo again. Talon. Had. Wings. TALON HAD WINGS WTF HOW THE HELL! I flipped over the picture. It read 1996. Killed your first angel.    -Lucifer and Crowley. It must be photoshopped. She was born in 2003. That would have ment she was born in the mid 80's. I put the pictures in my pocket and was putting the box back when somthing fell out of it. It was a smaller box...with a keyhole. I shrugged and put it in my bag. I ran downstairs. "Can I go out to the garage and grab a bow?" I asked. Bret nodded.

"Let me come with you...my dad moved all the stuff around." He explained. We walked out to the garage. "You can use my bow. I don't use it anymore and
Talon's is too small for you." He explained again. I nodded. He got me the bow and my quiver and also a piece of paper. "Talon said to give that to you." He added nodding toward the paper. I thanked him and walked back outside and got in the car.