The door to the bunker slams open, and Sam, Dean and Jasmine all stumble in, looking equally exhausted.
"How many of those things were there?"
Jasmine asked, then takes a swig of the water bottle in her hand.
"I have no idea, but i know i never wanna see anything with fans ever again." Dean replied, plopping onto the couch.
Sam and Jasmine took a seat next to him, and before they knew it, they heard Macy sprinting down the hall.
She jumped onto the couch with them, earning a scowl from Dean.
They all got comfortable, and it didn't take long until they were all asleep.
But, of course, they're the Winchesters (plus two), so it didn't last very long.
There was a flash of light, and then the power went completely out.
They all shot up.
Jasmine rubbed her eyes, then looked to Sam, who she had fallen asleep on, and said a quick apology before turning around to look behind the couch like Dean already was.
They all squinted, trying to see if anyone had entered the room.
It wasn't completely dark, since the emergency lights had come on, but it let off an erie red glow that made it hard to tell if anything was moving in the shadows.
Then, just barley, Macy started to growl, and something moved.
Dean grinned, and whispered good girl, before slowly getting off the couch.
He took out his gun, so Sam and Jasmine followed suit.
They didn't make it far before the lights switched back on, and they looked at each other.
"Well would you look at that."
They all turned, pointing their guns to the intruder.
A woman with curly hair and black eyes stood there, grinning from ear to ear.
Suddenly, she vanished, leaving the group frantically looking around the room until they spotted her in the library.
"I spy the Winchesters.... so that means that little angel must be close by."
They all looked at each other, knowing exactly who she meant. Not that they were going to let her know that.
"An angel? Here? I think you have the wrong house, lady." Dean remarked, covering for our friend. The woman, or who Jasmine assumed was a demon now, didn't even hesitate, looking around at the books.
"Don't worry, Dean. I won't harm your little pet. I just wanted to have a little chat with him."
They all heard a noise just barely after she had finished her sentence, and unfortunately Sam, Dean and Jasmine knew that sound all too well. Wings.
Castiel appeared in the corner of the room, eyes wide. "Run!" He yelled, and before they could even turn their heels, there was a bright light and a ringing.
