This Isn't Real, Is It? (UNDER EDITING)

Everything Is Different Now

~Maci's POV~

Light erupted through the darkness surrounding me. A figure stood in what must be a doorframe. She was beautiful, Her dark long hair was flowing without a breeze, a crown of white flowers that drooped and grew into her beautiful locks atop her head, she wore a flowing white dress that's train dragged behind her elegant step. She danced to me and grabbed my hand. Light suddenly shine above us and I saw that we were outside of a forest next to a lake. I looked down into the pond and saw I was just as beautiful as she. My hair just as thick and flowing, the crown of branches on my head just as fragile, my dark dress just as wonderful. I looked back at the woman and saw beautiful, gigantic, feathery wings emerging from her back. I felt a weight from my back lift as I let my dark wings do the same. She laughed and grabbed my hands, flying into the air and pulling me along. We dive through the air above the land like goddesses. Because we were, then the woman turned to me. "Djill! We must stop for a moment! I feel something important is happening." We stopped and hovered in the air. Suddenly a new being appeared, a man. We dive down to him and landed before him. "Who are you?" I asked as the woman helped him up. He gave us a long stare. "My name is God. And you no longer hold your positions, that job is now mine." We gasped, taken aback. He flicked his fingers and the woman disappeared. I opened my mouth to scream but the man stopped me. "Don't worry you will see Engjëll again. I just need a place to keep a new species I am calling demons. I think you can create it just by being present." And then he was gone, I looked around as the world started to corrupt itself and ran, through the jungles to find anyway to get out. But I was stuck, all I could wish for would be God to come for me.

I sat up in bed, gasping. It was just a dream, I thought. Then I realized it was actually a memory. "What the hell?" I whispered. I looked at the clock, and it read 1:19 a.m. I sighed and laid back down next to Celene, or Engjëll, if we were being technical. I was far from sleep and just laid there, listening to my best friend's breathing. "Who knew?" I whispered. Who knew Angels were real? Who knew Sam and Dean were real? Who knew that we were goddesses? My life was so messed up now, ever since that day on the cliff. That changed everything.

~Third person POV~

Celene shook herself from sleep, she looked over at the empty sheets beside her and sighed. She got up from the bed and towards the bathroom, this time listening for running water. Opened the door and saw Maci staring into her reflection. "Maci?" She asked, Maci turned around, alarmed. "Is something wrong?" She asked, taking a step forward. Maci shook her head. "I'm fine, really. Just you know...'" She trailed off. Celene nodded and close the door. Maci seemed to want to be alone. She walked to the kitchen and started using it, making the delicious breakfast she had learned to make in culinary school.

Dean wandered in, filled a mug with whiskey, and walked out. Celene rolled her eyes and flipped the last crepe onto the plate. She placed two crepes, a strawberry, whipped cream, and syrup in a very fancy fashion on her plate before digging in, occasionally taking a sip of her coffee. Sam walked in, for himself a plate, and sat next to her. "How did you sleep?" He asked. "I slept pretty well, actually. But I don't know about Maci. I saw bags under her eyes this morning. I'm kind of worried." She explained. He nodded before suggesting, " Talk to her, if anything is going on, she will tell you." Celene nodded before standing up to wash off her dishes, Sam did the same and their hands brushed against each others.

Maci eventually wandered into the kitchen, she dragged herself along. She was quite obviously exhausted. Celene sat at the table, sipping her coffee and watching Maci's every move. "What's up with you today?" She asked, causing Maci to jump. Maci shrugged her shoulders and put a leftover crepe on her plate. She sat next to Celene at the table. Celene stared at her, her eyes narrowed. "You know you can tell me anything right?" She murmured. Maci looked at her and sighed.

"Its just, I had a dream last night, it was actually a memory, and it was us. Well, Engjëll and Djill. We were playing, then God showed up. He sent you away, then left me in this horrible place, saying I had to make a thing called demons." Maci said, her head hanging. "Wait, you had a memory?" Celene asked. She nodded, looking up. "Maci, you know I would never leave you by will. And that was centuries ago, it's in the past. Wow, that's something I never thought I'd say." That made Maci laugh, which warmed Celene's heart. "I know this will be hard, but we will get through this together. Like we always do." Celene said, grabbing Maci's hand. "Promise?" "Promise."

Sam and Dean stood by the doorway, looking down at the girls. "Are you sure you'll be okay?" Sam called down. "Yeah, you need to go hunting still. Cas might get suspicious if you're constantly in here." Maci called up. "Besides, we've been here a week, we know our way around , we have plenty of food, and we know how to protect ourselves. We'll be fine!" The boys nodded and the heavy door slammed behind them. The girls looked at each other. "What do we do now?" Maci said. "Well, I've realized the pie store is getting low. We should restore it, and we make amazing pies."

The girls only baked one pie, most of the day was spent throwing flour at each other and chasing each other around the bunker. By the time the pie was finished, it was near one in the morning. They put it in the pantry, and went to their room. Maci put on a pink tank top and grey sweat pants while Celene wore a grey baggy t shirt and black short shorts. Celene's phone went off, and she went to read the text. It was from Dean.

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