The Girl Behind The Garden

Chapter 28: Wings

Eden's p.o.v

"Sam," My voice called out, "Christie's leaving!"

"Why does that concern me?" Sam mumbled sleepily from inside the room.

"I just thought you'd know sense I'm leaving too," I answered, walking up to the doorway.

   He opened his eyes, sitting up. Tucking his hair behind my ear, he furrowed his eyebrows and tried to blink away the blurriness from sleep.

"What?" He asked, "Why?"

"I'm driving her home," I explained, "Mr. Garret is tired because of a late night, so I offered."

"Alright," He agreed, "Be careful."

"I will," I replied with a smile.

   I walked out, heading to the extra room where Christie had been set up. Walking in, I found Christie packing her bag up. I smiled, making my way to her and helping her.

   After we finished, we made our way outside with a quick goodbye to the boys and the dogs. We walked into the garage, we approached my motorcycle.

"This is a really sweet ride," Christie praised.

"Well, your dad and the guys have really good taste," I remind her.

"Yeah, I can't wait till I get my own," She said offhandedly.

"You don't have one yet?" I questioned, "I'd think sense you were raised there you'd have one. I mean, you are sixteen."

"I'm trying to get my dad to let me have one," She explained, "I already know how to ride, I don't know why I can't get one yet. I think he's planning something."

"Knowing your dad, it's probably sweet," I added, then looking to my motorcycle, "Do you want to drive?"

"For real?" She replied disbelievingly.

"Yeah. I mean, your dad's okay with it, right?" I responded, getting a nod.

"Do you think we could drive around for a bit, I don't get to ride that much," She tempted.

"I think that'd be alright," I agreed, swinging my leg over the back seat of the motorcycle, "You ready?"

"Hell yeah," She cheered.

   She got onto the motorcycle, revving it up. The doors to the garage opened up suddenly, causing Christie to stiffen.

"Dude, what is this, the bat cave?" She questioned.

"Basically," I laughed, kicking her foot slightly, meaning to go.

She drove forward, turning expertly. I grinned, this'll be fun...

    We stopped at a gas station for a break. I was inside, standing next to Christie, who was searching for a drink. I didn't know how long we had been out, but it must've been for hours. A while ago we stopped so that Christie could call her dad and tell him what was going on. Suddenly, my phone started ringing, causing me to reach into my back pocket quickly.

"What's up?" I started.

"Hey Eden," Sam answered, "We've just got a case. A friend of Mom's called us, so we'll be meeting her and him at a diner."

"What are you hunting?" I questioned, wondering if it was Lucifer.

"Just some demon," He replied, "I don't think it's anything too big."