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Garroth x Laurance // Shad's Relic

(Soooooo, this story is COMPLETELY based off a scene in Supernatural. I just added a little MCD flair!^_^)

Laurance's POV

Shad's Relic

It has to be around here

I can feel it

I wander into the dusty crypt, my eyes wandering so often to Garroth's wavy blond fringe. I love the way it just hangs there, never falling out of place.

My candle flickers slightly, my frigid breath grazing it every now and them. All of the sudden, my blood boils, the sound churning in my ears. I sight a dark oak wood box with red scribbled writing.

That's the one

I meet Garroth's gaze. "Is that it?" He asks in his soft, British accent. I really missed his voice, his laugh, his smile, his face, himself in general. Mother of Irene, what's wrong with me?

Many things

Shut up

I shut my eyes, feeling the usual gust of smoke. They open, relieving the maroon bricked room, with Zenix sitting at the charred desk.

"I found it," I announce to him.

"Good, bring it to me," he orders flatly, not looking up.

"It's warded against Shadow Knights," I state.

"Then get idiot of a guard Garroth to do it," he raised is voice, his beady red eyes staring right at me. "Remember what you have to do."

I tense. "He's not an idiot," I say to myself, closing my eyelids once more. I open them again. I really don't have to close my eyes to transport, I can go back and forth whenever I please.

Garroth walks over to the box, not being fazed by it like I am. He grips the box, examining it.

Please just open it

I grab the latch and clicks it open, reviling a soft burgundy glow. Garroth tenderly takes the relic out.

"We've got a winner," he smiles.

"Alright good, I'll go take it to Aphmau," I say, extending my hand. He steps back.

"No, Aph said I should hide it immediately when I found it," Garroth says, giving me a questioning look.

"Oh yes, I'll go hide it then," I step closer to him.

"Laurance," he speaks seriously, "I can handle it."

Suddenly I appear in the shadow room.

"Take it from him," Zenix orders.

"I can reason with him," I answer assuringly.

"Kill him,"

"I can hide it where it'll never be found, Garroth," I say circling around him.

"Y-you know what," Garroth stutters. "I've got this,"

I look right into his nervous cerulean eyes. "I can't let you hide that,"

"Can't or won't?" He asks coldly.

"Both,"

"How did you get out of the Nether spell, Laurance?" Garroth's voice incredible sincere.