Wish

Chapter Nine: We Need to Touch Your Printer

I wandered the dark sidewalks; street lamps, traffic lights, and advertisements illuminated my path in almost a reddish-purple tint.  The pavement was damp, for it must have rained recently.  But just a little.

"We shall never speak of what happened," I said to Cas.  "Ever."  He nodded in agreement.

I heard a rustle, like paper, and saw a page following us as the breeze did.  I caught it under my foot, hearing it crunch.

I picked it up; it was practically blank.  The only text on the page was a letterhead, reading:

NELSON AND MURDOCK
ATTORNEYS AT LAW

I smirked. "Gotta find a crappy printer, perhaps?"  It didn't take too long to find the office.

"Know anything about Daredevil comics?" I asked.  Cas shook his head.  "Then Metatron has bad taste."

I went inside and down the hallways until I found their door.  I knocked twice.

I watched the doorknob turn, and then I was face-to-face with my favorite superhero.

"Hello," he said.

Cas spoke up before I could, "We have a friend who is in a ton of legal trouble, and..."

"Cas," I interrupted.  "There's no use lying to him."  I turned back to face Matt Murdock.  "Look, we are from an alternate universe and we need to touch your printer."

"What printer?"

"Hm?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Oh, yeah.  The one from the auction?" Foggy Nelson called from an adjacent room.  "The one Karen bought, with the fax machine.  It's supposed to come in later today with the rest of the office stuff."  Foggy stepped through a doorway, his eyes meeting mine, then flicking to Cas, and back at me.

"I...um...an alternate universe?"  Matt was confused.  He adjusted his darkened glasses and finally motioned for us to come inside.  We all sat at the table in the conference room.

I explained all that had happened.  Why did I tell the truth?  Well, for one, Matt Murdock, a.k.a. Daredevil, was a human lie detector, with being able to hear your heartbeat and all.  Plus, he could do a lot of other cool stuff, too, despite his lack of eyesight.  And I couldn't lie to my favorite superhero.  Okay, I could have, but I didn't want to.

"Jesus," Foggy said.  "So...basically you just hang out here until it comes?"

I shrugged.

"This is just creepy," said Foggy.  "Us, in a TV show."

"Compared to what I've seen, this isn't all that bad," Cas said.

"So, you're an angel?" Foggy asked.  Castiel nodded.  Matt was extremely religious, a Catholic, but I could see he was skeptical of Castiel's angel-ness.  Not righteous enough or warrior-enough, perhaps.  Maybe he was too mundane?  

Foggy was intrigued.  "Sweet!  What show are you from again?"

"Nicole says it's called Supernatural."

Foggy and Castiel continued to talk, while Matt never uttered a word.  I seemed to be the only one to notice this.  After awhile, Matt stood up and headed to his office area.  I followed him.

Once we were alone, he finally spoke.  "What do you know about me?"

"You're asking if I know about your night job?" I said.

Matt nodded, tilting his head down.  "Yeah."

"Look, your secret is safe with us.  Just...tell Foggy.  Tell Karen.  He finds out in a bad way, and Karen still hasn't found out yet--."