After joyously celebrating Dean's arrival with a bunch of drinks, we had all decided to go to Bobby's place. Dean was scared. He didn't show it, but I knew something was wrong. I had fallen asleep in the car, my powers were drained from using it on Dean. I still hadn't gotten the hang of controlling my gifts. Even if it's been a while since I figured I had it. I never figured out as to why I was this special. I was unimportant. I shouldn't have gotten this curse.
"Hey, Elena. Get up." Dean said, shaking me awake. I wasn't exactly asleep. Just resting my head. I groaned and sat up straight, trying to act like I had just woken up from my beauty sleep. Ha.
"What's going on?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
"We're here." Dean said, stifling a laugh. I rolled my eyes when he opened the door for me. "Such a gentleman." I said, smirking.
"You know I am, sweetheart." He said, and gave me a wink. He was such a flirt. We walked towards Bobby's place and I followed Sam and Dean inside.
"Hey boys." Bobby said, giving them each a guy hug. He then walked towards me and hugged me as well.
"Dean, I checked out what could've happened to get you out of hell." Bobby started to say. Dean looked at Bobby attentively, not taking his eyes off of him.
"The only one who can get you out is an angel." He said, and Dean stayed silent. It looked as if Bobby and Dean were having a silent conversation with their eyes.
"Angels don't exist, Bobby." Sam finally said. Bobby broke from Dean's gaze and spoke, "Of course not. There must be another explanation." I didn't believe him but decided to keep it to myself. I had many secrets to myself. That I felt weren't mine to say. They could ruin us all.
"Well, we should eat." I said, standing up. They all turned over to look at me.
"Cook?" Sam said, questioningly.
"Of course, dumbass. I'm hungry." I said, walking over to the kitchen. Dean smirked.
"Maybe it's nice having a woman around." He said, giving me a grin.
"I'm much more useful than just to cook, Deany boy." I said, giving him a sly smile. That shut him up.
"Why don't you just go get some pie, Sam. I'm hungry." I glared at Dean and he gave me a smirk. Sam grabbed the car keys and headed out.
"We'll research more about this." Sam said, closing the door behind him.
Dean sighed. "Bobby, do you really think it's an angel?" I looked up, interested on the topic.
"I don't know Dean, it could be anything. But it does say here that it had to have been an angel." I had fallen asleep in the car for quite a while yesterday after we had seen Pamela. I of course stayed in the car. I didn't need to see that woman. But what concerned me were the faces of all of them when they came back. Something wasn't right.
"Hey, you know a hunter named Olivia?" Dean looked up from the magazine he was reading.
"That name does ring a bell. Why?" I continued listening to their conversation while I stirred around some leftovers from the kitchen. I was hungry. I had a feeling Sam would forget the pie.
"I've been trying to contact her over this and she hasn't answered." Bobby said, sounding concerned.
"We could go check on her." Dean suggested, standing up.
"Sure." I walked over to Dean with my plate.
"Actually no Elena. You stay here." He walked past me to stand next to Bobby. I rolled my eyes.
