Country Strong (MichiferXDestielXSabriel)

Broken Down

The picture above is the route that Michael is taking to get from New York to where his friend lives in Florida.

Michael's POV

"No no no come on!!" The screen on my dash board had been blinking at me for quite some time, telling me I had low battery. "Dont give up on me now sweetheart." Trying to start the car back up didnt do anything. I took the keys out of the ignition and sighed getting out of the car and taking my phone out to call Anna. Dead. "Oh you've got to be joking."

I turned around to see where I was, putting my keys in my pocket. There was a house at the end of a very long drive way that I happened to be just about 100 feet from where I was standing. As I started walking up the driveway I realized it was a horse ranch. Oh boy. Country people weren't always people I chose to associate with. I had nothing against them but we were just very different.

I knocked on the door and a teen boy, probably around 17, who looked quite like an accountant answered. He doesn't look like a country boy. "Can I help you?" But he does sound like it.

"Is your guardian around?"

He half nodded and turned around. "Luci!" Must be his sister since he called her by her first name. "Luci there's someone at the door," the boy at the door said as 'Luci' came closer to the door.

"Whos is it Castiel?" Definitely not his sister.

Castiel shrugged and walked away. 'Luci' came into view. He was a tall man, a couple inches taller than me. Dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. "Lucifer Novak, how can I help you?" He asked.

"My car died just towards the end of your drive way and my phone is also dead. Could I use your phone to call a friend."

"Oh of course. Come right in!" He said in his southern accent, leading me the way to the phone. I followed him inside, closing the door behind me. "Here you go." He said and left me to my phone call.

I picked up the phone off the wall and dialed Anna's number.

Riiing...

Riiing...

Ri- "Hello?"

"Anna! Hey its me Michael."

"Oh Mikey! Is everything ok?"

"I have some bad news."

"Are you stuck in traffic?"

"Well you got part of it right."

"Michael! Tell me what happened!" She yelled through the phone.

"My car died."

"Frankie?!"

"Yup." My car was named Frankie because no matter how many times she brakes down or dies she always gets back up and running in no time, and shes really old. She was my father's when he was my age, 26 to be exact. Anna suggested the name after Frankenstein.

"Well do you know where you are?"

"Just passing through Tennessee."

"So youre just a little over half way here. Great. Well it shouldnt take too long to get her back up and running again. Right?"

"Hopefully. I still need to ask these guys where the closest mechanic is."

"Do I need to cancel our plans?"

"Ill get Frankie to the mechanic and then I will call you again to let you know how long it will take."

"Alright. Good luck! Ill talk to you again soon. Bye Mikey!"