Long Lost Sisters

CHAPTER SIX

"You can't just do that! It's irresponsible!" Denise yelled tiredly at her sister.
"It's not a big deal, you'll live." Samantha replied.
"I can't believe you right now. This was of the upmost importance." Denise growled. Samantha threw her hands into the air in frustration.
"Let it go! It's just pie!!" She yelled.
"It was MY PIE! And you knew it was!!" Denise returned.
"And there's plenty more in the world get over it!" Samantha groaned in annoyance.
"Am I interrupting?" An awkward voice suddenly piped up. Denise pulled her Desert Eagle from her thigh holster, pointing it at the dark haired man in a trench coat, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Your weapon won't affect me, Denise." He informed flatly. Recognition flashed across Denise's face as she smiled.
"Castiel. Good to see you old friend. What brings you here?" She greeted.
"The first seal has been broken. Your task in stopping Lucifer from rising has begun." Castiel replied.
"What about our brothers?" Samantha asked. The angel turned to her.
"Dean has been raised from Hell, as we speak he has reunited with Sam.  When you reach them, do not tell them of the angels or the Drakes. Act as normal hunter's and gain their trust, only when you see fit will you reveal your secret." Castiel answered. The girls nodded, only to realize that Castiel had already left.
"I hate when he does that." Denise grumbled.
"Well, let's go. They're probably at Bobby's." Samantha began packing her things and tidying the hotel room so the maids didn't have to do much.
"Most likely. Hey do you think he remembers us?" Denise asked. Samantha shrugged.
"Probably. The man has near photographic memory." She answered.

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A grey '67 Chevy Impala pulled into an old junk yard in Sioux Falls South Dakota, parking next to a darker version of itself. Denise and Samantha climbed out of their car and walked to the front door of the house. Samantha glanced at her sister before knocking loudly. Bobby Singer opened the door, a gun in hand. A gun pointed directly at Denise.
"Wow Bobby. What a way to greet a friend." The girl remarked dryly.
"You got to the count of three, to tell me who the hell you are before I blast your brain all over the ground." The man ordered. Denise chuckled, looking down.
"Denise and Samantha Waller. Ring any bells?" She answered. Bobby handed her a flask of holy water and a silver knife.
"You know the drill." He said. Denise cut her arm with the knife and poored the water on her hand, Samantha repeating the actions on herself. Upon seeing that they were indeed, not demons or shifters, Bobby slightly smiled at the girls.
"It's good to see you girls. It's been so long, I thought you were dead." Bobby greeted, leading them inside. As they entered the kitchen, the girls' eyes landed on their brothers. Sam and Dean Winchester.
"Who are you two?" Dean asked.
"Sam, Dean, this is Denise and Samantha Waller. Old pals of mine. Girls, these are the Winchester boys." Bobby introduced. Samantha smiled awkwardly.
"Uh, hi. It's nice to meet you." She greeted. Denise crossed her arms, grunting out a short greeting of 'sup'.
"So, uh, how long have you known Bobby?" Sam asked.
"About, what, six or seven years?" Denise looked to Bobby for confirmation.
"Sounds about right. It was that windigo case in the Rockies." Bobby added.
"A friggin windigo?" Dean asked shocked.
"Yup. The ugly son of a Bitch had it coming." Denise leaned against the counter.
"What'd you use? Flare? Flame thrower?" Sam questioned. Denise looked at him, a smirk on her lips and a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
"A grenade." She answered. Sam and Dean's eyes widened​. Bobby chuckled, shaking his head.
"If it involves you needing literal fire power, you want these girls on your side." He said.
"Where did you even get a grenade?" Dean asked.
"We've got a buddy in the military. Knows about what goes bump in the night." Samantha shrugged.

Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, but here's chapter six. When will the girls tell their secret? You'll have to wait and see. Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed chapter six! Bye!

~~ Araa