Rogue (Supernatural) [Rogue Trilogy] {1}

29. Nosin' Around

29. Nosin' Around

We're introduced to an angel named Ezra. He looks like a bit of a lowlife on appearances alone. I know what Dean wants to do with this guy, but I'm more for what Sam is probably thinking. Interrogation through words, not an angel blade.

For now, no weapons are out. It's just my brothers and I against a trapped angel.

"You're wasting your time," Ezra snaps. "I have nothing to say."

"We disagree," says Dean.

"There's no use torturing me. I am a trained commando. It won't work."

"Wow. Well, you just asked me to dance."

"Dean!" I say hurriedly. "Dean! He won't be telling us anything dead. Besides, you know, I'm—I'm really starting to realize that he probably doesn't know anything. I mean, do the math. Ezra here is one of Metatron's elite posse? Really? One of Metatron's most trusted is, uh—is hanging out at bars, blabbing about the boss. Does that make any sense?"

We'd been given a rundown as to how Ezra had been found. Apparently, he was openly talking about Metatron. Elite posse my ass. But I'm also doing this to try and turn the odds into our favor.

"Well, only if Metatron is purposely surrounding himself with losers," says Dean.

"Exactly!" Sam adds. "Right? What's this guy even doing here?"

"He's a wannabe. I mean, if he was a key player, he would be up in Heaven with Metatron where all the action is."

"Exactly," I voice.

"What if I'm a decoy?" says Ezra. "Or in deep cover?"

I cough. "I-it's pathetic."

"Mm, probably hasn't even been to Heaven, not since the fall," Dean says.

"Of course not!" Sam adds.

"Yes, I have," Ezra insists.

"Buddy, the gates are sealed. No one can get in."

"Who said anything about gates? You don't need gates when you have a private portal."

"Right. If there was a doorway on Earth, the angels would've sensed it."

"Yeah, you can't hide something like that," Dean agrees.

"You can if it moves around from place to place, if it's wherever the boss wants it to be," Ezra explains.

I'm really suppressing a big smile. This guy is a chump, easily manipulated by words. I'm just glad my brothers went along with what I was trying to do. Even though we've hardly caught up, we've found something of a rhythm again.

"I see," I say slowly. "I got it. So, you heard a rumor about Metatron's 'secret portal', and you decided to run with it."

"It's not a rumor," Ezra insists. "He showed me."

"I get it," Dean says. "He's a fan."

"A fan," Sam agrees. "Yeah."

"You're a fan," I say. "Just 'cause you're hot for Metatron...or Bieber or Beckham...Just 'cause you know everything about them doesn't mean that you actually know them."