Supernatural In Nature (under construction)

26. Hopeful and Lost

Diana is running, and bleeding heavily from wounds on her body. She zig-zags tying to get away, but then suddenly she trips and falls to the ground. Someone reached out and touched her, and she screamed and started to kick and punch at the hold on her.

"Di! Di, wake up!" someone shouted. "Its only a dream! Wake up!" Di's eyes flashed opened.

Dean and Sam were holding her down, and when they saw she was awake, they released their hold and stepped back. "Di, are you okay?"

Di slowly seemed to focus, and nodded slowly, rubbing her eyes.

Dean sighs. "Geez, when she has nightmares, she has nightmares. We barely held her down."

"Well what do you expect? She was in the Cage with Lucifer and Michael." Bobby said. "I mean, look at all her scars, they cover her entire body."

Dean and Sam looked at Diana, who carefully stretched her arms and got out of bed. As she did that, her scars showed, and Sam shook his head. "I'm just glad she's back."

Dean nodded. "Yeah."

Di yawned and walked over to Sam, and gently poked his face. Sam simply sighed.

"Does anyone have any idea why Di pokes people's faces?" Dean asked.

Bobby shrugged. "Nope."

Sam and Dean are at a Biggerson's Sizzlin' Grill & Bar, where a poster on the wall advertises the new, limited time only 'Pepperjack Turducken Slammer' from $4.99.

Sam and Dean are at a table with a ranger, who is eating a sandwich.

"Who's Phil?" Sam asks.

"Assistant Chief Ranger. Come to think of it, I haven't seen Phil in a couple of days. He's supposed to call from whatever station he's checking off."

"But you think maybe your assistant chief ranger might be missing?"

The ranger thought for a moment. "I should probably report that."

Sam and Dean notice that Bobby and Di have entered the restaurant. "Oh. Excuse us. Well, you, uh... enjoy your lunch... Ranger Rick." Dean said and they walk over to Bobby and Diana.

"So?"

"Well, I took a look at the cadaver-what's left of it. Not a happy camper. Don't have any stats on a Jersey Devil, but the bite radius on the vic's wounds- it's too small for a Leviathan. And he's still got a ventricle and some change, so I doubt we're talking werewolf. And a wendigo don't leave no scraps." Bobby said, and Di looked around the restaurant.

"What about Diana? How was she?"

Bobby noticed Di was drifting away from their little group, and gently pulled her back. "Okay, but she keeps drifting away to look at something. It's like babysitting, only this one can teleport if she wants."

"Hmm. Lunch?" Dean asked.

"Starving."

Dean hails a passing waiter. "Hey! Uh, Brandon. We grab a booth?"

"Hey, uh, douchewad, a hostess will seat you. Do I look like a freaking hostess?"

"Do you want to look like a hostess?" Dean said.

Brandon walks away.

"That didn't really make sense, what you... said." Sam says.

"What was that?" Dean asked and looked at Sam.

"I sure hope we don't get Brandon's section." Bobby says as they get seated.

Brandon puts a plate down in front of Sam. "Sidewinder soup and salad combo goes to Big Bird." he puts another plate in front of Dean. "TDK slammer to Ken Doll." Brandon puts a plate in front of Bobby. "A little heart-smart for creepy uncle." and he placed a plate in front of Diana. "And a plate for Crazy."