What Goes Bump in the Night

Ch. 2

"Pssssst, Sam, is she up yet?"
"No Dean, not yet."
I heard two male voices as a was stirring. What happened last night? Did I get drunk? Threesome?
"Look Dean! She's waking up!"
I opened my eyes a bit, and my heart skipped a beat. I was looking at the two most attractive men in the history of man kind. Definitely hope it was a threesome.
"Hey there, I'm Dean." Said the man with short, spiky like dirty blonde hair, and stunning green eyes. "And that over there is Sammy." He pointed to a very tall man with long brown hair, with kind of a puppy dog look to him.
I struggled to sit up in the bed. Once I was sitting, I took observance to the room I was in. More like a crappy $25 motel room if ya ask me.
Sam spoke up, "Nicole, do you remember anything from last night? It's important that we know."
I had to think really hard for a moment. "Oh yeah, I remember. And my name is Nikki, let's keep it that way." Then I explained what all went down last night, how my parents were murdered by that black eyed woman, and a man who looked like a tax accountant mysteriously appeared, and then I showed up at the motel room with the boys.
"Shit man," mumbled Dean, "you think that's the demon we've been tracking from Marquette?"
"That makes literally no sense Dean. Why would she be all the way down in Clinton? Nobody lives in lower Michigan!"
"Exactly Sam! That's the perfect place for that bitch to come slaughter some people."
"Ummm.....I'm right here." I say. "There's no need to not include me on this certainly entertaining conversation? What are you guys any ways? Am I on a prank show? Was I drugged?"
The two men stared at me.
"Nicole, oh I mean Nikki," starts Sam, " we have been led to believe that you are special, and by that we mean not all human."
"What do you mean!" I was taken back. Not human? These guys were definitely pulling my leg.
"Listen Nikki, what that demon said to you, it's true. You are special." States Dean
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. How could I not be human! It makes no sense at all.
"Nikki, I know it's hard to take in all at once, but it's true."
"Yea," says Dean, "we're hunters, not the deer kind. The paranormal kind. We hunt demons, ghosts, and all that fun stuff."
"And that relates to me how?" I asked
"Well," said Sam, "that demon was what we were hunting. We thought the demon was hiding from us, but it was actually tracking you."
This cannot be true. Not the best way to start my day.
       There was that fluttering of wings like large eagles again, and the tax accountant looking man appeared.
   "Sam, Dean," he rasped, "I know what she is."
     "Well spit it out Cas!" Replied Dean.
    "She's an Inter."
           Well shit.
  
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