Run Away

[] Chapter 5 []

{Dean}
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I woke up the next morning, going to the dungeon room and looked at Olivia inside the devils trap with holy fire around it. She looked up as I put out the fire and letting her walk out of the trap.

"Have a good sleep?" She asked as we walked to the kitchen.

"Yeah. I just really want some food." I said, making her giggle a bit. She walked into the kitchen with me, Sam sitting at the kitchen table with his tablet, as usual. Olivia sat down at the table with a sigh as I got me some coffee.

"Please tell me you have a job." Olivia asked him, making him chuckle.

"Uhm.. I did find something weird actually." Sam said. "New Orleans, a man rose to fame over night almost a year ago and he was found torn limb from limb last night."

"Let me guess. Last night just happened to be the anniversary of his fame right?" I asked, making him nod. Olivia sighed.

"Seems like one of my fathers minions is going rouge again." She said, getting a small smirk on her face. "We should go check it out." She stated, an excited look taking place. I looked at Sam who was looking at me and just shrugged. I sighed, looking at her with an untrusting look before huffing.

"Alright fine but, you have to promise me that you will stay with us. No running off again, understood?" I asked, making her nod. "Okay.. Good." We all got up and I grabbed a few things, knowing most of everything I needed would already be in the Impala. As I was walking to the garage, Olivia decided to follow me. We reached the garage and I looked back to her as she snapped, seeing her bags appear at her feet. She picked them up and put them in the back where she would be sitting then huffed. We leaned against the Impala, waiting for Sam. I glanced at her as she picked at her finger nails, clearly thinking about something.

"You okay?" I asked after a moment of silence, breaking it. She looked up at me from her hands and put on a small smile, nodding. I looked at her knowingly and shook my head. "I know you're upset about something. You're never this quiet." I said, a small chuckle escaping.

"You've only known me for a couple of days and you already know so much about me." She said, giving a small laugh, making me feel accomplished for cheering her up somewhat. "Seems like someone's taking a lot of their time to study me, huh?" She asked, taunting me. I scoffed jokingly and rolled my eyes.

"Oh yeah? And who would that be?" I asked, taunting her back. She rolled her eyes and smacked my arm playfully, making me chuckle. I watched as her face fell again and sighed, looking down at the back door of the Impala and opened it, having her sit before I crouched down to her level, looking at her. "Alright. Spill it." She sighed.

"It's nothing.." She said, making me shake my head.

"No. It's obviously something. Now what is it?" She didn't reply but instead just picked at her fingernails. I sighed, looking down at the ground for a moment before looking back to her. "You know, if you don't want to do this job, you don't have to-" She sighed, interrupting me.

"It's not that. It's just.. What if I am putting you guys in danger?. What if I get you guys killed again-"

"We always come back-"

"Yeah but what if you don't? Then I'd be the one responsible and I don't think I'd be okay with that.." She said, making me sigh.

"You are probably by far the nicest demon slash angel I've ever met." I said, making her laugh.

"I'm the only demon slash angel you've ever met." She said, making me nod and chuckle.

"But seriously. We'll be okay." I said, making her sigh.