Random Supernatural RP, Part 1

Epilogue, Conclusion

*At Daniels house, a nice two story in one of the residential areas of the city, where the houses have yards.*

Dean: *Knocks on the door, and waits.*

*A beautiful young woman with flowing black hair and sparkling brown eyes answers the door.*

Ariana: Hello?

Sam: Is Daniel here?

Dean: Whoa!

Ariana: *Smiles brightly.* Come right in! Daniel, poppet! Theres someone here asking for you! *Allows the Winchesters to enter.*

*They take off their boots.*

Dean: Hopefully he doesn't get upset by seeing us here, in his house.

Sam: I agree, but lets just see where things go. Saraid did say that hes somewhat of a psychic, so maybe he could be expecting us.

Daniel: *Walks in horrified.* What are you two doing here!?

Ariana: Daniel, mind your manners; theyre your guests!

Daniel: *Groans.* Mum, you dont understand.

Ariana: I understand that we didnt raise you to treat a guest this way.

Daniel: *Obviously irritated.* Right. Come in, Sam, Dean. Have a seat in the living room.

Dean: *Sits down, so does Sam.* We just came to talk to you about something else that were working on. Do you know anything, anything at all about the Appleton farm fire?

Daniel: I dont see why I should tell you.

Drake: *A man who appears to be in his mid 30s with smooth, combed back brown hair and green eyes. Looks up from the paper hes reading.* Daniel, what did your mother tell you about treating guests nicely?

Daniel: *Buries his face in his hands.* Im 31!

Drake: And youre our son. If these men need you to tell them something then tell them.

Daniel: You dont even know them!

Drake: Dont have to to know theyre Johns kids.

Sam: So, you must be Artie and Daniels dad.

Dean: And you just automatically admit who we are? You know that I dont like it when you do that, Sam.

Sam: And risk ticking them off by saying that were not John Winchesters kids? Yeah, Im not going to do that. *Turns to Daniel.* So, do you know anything about what we just asked you about not to long ago, or not?

Dean: Lives are at risk.

Daniel: I saw it, but it wasnt that clear, ok? Im a bit more preoccupied with my brother.

Drake: Daniel, its wrong to spy on your brother, and what your vision hinted at is completely normal at his age.

Daniel: Hes a troll, dad!

Drake: And we all agreed at the reunion that we would allow Sean to court him given all hes done to prove his trustworthiness in the past.

Sam: Vision? So you are somewhat of a psychic?

Drake: Our type of fae is gifted with what you would call psychic powers. Daniel is clairvoyant while Arthur has a form of underdeveloped clairaudience.

Daniel: It comes and goes though, unlike your false idea.

Dean: So far all we know is that this thing is smart, likes fires, and killing people.

Sam: *Shifts in his seat.* We also found that the ashes smell like flowers for some reason, and traces of sulfur.

Dean: Were thinking a demon. The type that we usually deal with, but the ashes smelling of flowers is throwing us for a loop.