The Winchesters, Heaven, and Hell (Supernatural fanfic)

Chapter Forty - Bathroom Demands

A/N - I can't believe I'm on chappy forty!!!! Enjoy everyone!!!! =)

 

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I gasp, as they break through the door, and come to a sudden stop. Dean's face is momentarlyshocked, but then turns straight to angry. Sam's just shocked altogether, never mind any other emotion. Bobby roles his eyes, and then turns straight to shock when Dean looks back at him, then back at me. Acting. I'm not supposed to be here.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Dean demands, pointing his gun at me. I role my eyes a little.

"I just wanted to..." I trail off. Why am i here?

"Wanted to what? Spy?" Dean substitutes in.

"What? No!" I exclaim, staring at him. "Dude... I'm just here because... well... I just wanted to get away from everything" I mummer.

"Well," Dean chuckles, "Come in! Make yourself right at home! Have some apple pie!" He looks at me seriously, "Really? Get a life, girl. What are you really here for?"

"I.. I don't know." I try not to flinch at him being sarcastic. He roles his eyes, and turns to Bobby.

"Is there any way to get her to tell the truth, because I'm seriously going to get a headache by the time this is over." He cocks a smile at me. I just glare, watching Bobby hesitate slightly, before replying.

"There could be a... spell? You could use. I've heard of it in a book I got last summer, but I haven't tried it out." He mutters at Dean.

"Go and get that." Dean snaps, his gun still raised at me, ready for anything that I might 'do'. Bobby nods, and disappears off downstairs.

"Are you okay Louise?" Sam asks, in no more than a whisper. Dean turns to look at him, glaring.

"Dude, she's their sister. Who cares whether she's alright or not." Dean says, then looks back at me. Sam just looks at me, and I look back.

We stay in this position until Bobby comes back with a old, musty book. I quickly realise that I shouldn't be allowed to tell the truth. Whatever happens. Because one thing that I solemnly have to keep from them is Charlotte...

Dean smiles and looks at the page. I glance around nervously, aching to get out of here. I hold my breath as Dean starts speaking in Latin...