Chapter 2: The Whole Story

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It was late afternoon, in the middle of summer. I was on my porch drawing the trees and feeling the wind in my hair, when an Impala pulled up onto my driveway. I was a little worried because my mom was out of town for a week and I was left alone at home.

Two men got out of the car. They looked related, like cousins, maybe even brothers.

"Hey, um your mother home?" The shorter one said in a husky voice.

"She's busy. Can I help you with something?" I said, getting straight to the point.

"Uh, yeah I think so. I'm looking for an Isabel Swornin?" He looked at me with kindness in his eyes.

I stared at him."That's me, like MY name. Why would he be looking for ME? I haven't done anything, have I?" "Who's asking?" I gave them a punk look; I almost start laughing from this, because I'm really not much of a punk. I'm one of those kids that do what their parents say, but only when they know it's the best for them.

"Umm" He looked almost surprised by my response and turned to the other man. He was much taller, but looked almost sweet and innocent.

"We've been looking for her for a couple days now, here uh sorry." He pulled a badge from his suit and handed it to me. "I'm agent Stephans, and this is agent Markson." I looked at it, it looked pretty legit, but unfortunately for them, I had experience and could tell they had a few flaws.

"This is a fake, idiot!" I threw it back to the tall guy.

"What! Is not!" Said the short one that went by 'Markson' I could hear so much whine in his voice mixed with a little bit of surprise. That was what I learned from all the detective shows I watched and all the books I read. I never thought it would come in handy.

"Oh, yeah I'm sure" I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. "Seriously, tell me what you want or I'll call the real authorities." I was serious, I didn't have time for this and I didn't know what they wanted. Plus I liked my alone time.

The short one looked at the tall one and he shrugged. "Fine" He finally put the whole 'FBI' act away, I could see it in his face. "I'm Dean and this here is my brother, Sam. We are umm... friends. Isabel moved since last time we saw her and no one would tell us where she lived so....we use the badges."

I'll admit it was clever, but not when the person they're talking about happened to know that it was a lie.

"Liars!" I started yelling, these guys are really making me mad.

"What? No it's the truth, really!" He said, like this time I'd believe him.

I had enough so finally I said. "You're lying, because I know for a fact that 'Isabel' doesn't know you." I crossed my arms in a 'matter of fact' way.

"How would you know that?" The short one....Dean asked.

'Because I AM ISABEL!" I looked at them like they just figured out what 2+2 was at the age of forty.

"Wait....What?" He looked at me like I was lying.

"Here hold on" I pulled my wallet out of my pocket and grabbed my School lunch card, it was the closest thing to an ID I had. It had my name, age, grade, and lunch number. I hand it to them.

"Dude, no way. He looked at his bother in disbelief, then he handed it back. I put it away.

"So, what do you want with, 'Isabel Swornin'?" I asked them with a smile as I said my name.

"Well, we thought you were like....."

"He means older." His brother Sam butted in.

"Well, it's still me, so what do you want?" I started to get curious.

"Well, this might sound crazy, but..." The one called Sam stopped for a second as if trying to figure out what to say.

"This prophet named Chuck told us that a girl that lived here was like Sammy and really important and could save the world, mumbo jumbo." Dean butted in, and finished quickly. Something clicked in my head.

"Is that what all those nightmares were about? The angels trying to save me and the demons trying to hunt me and torture me with 'magic'. It couldn't be, right? I mean they were just dreams. But what about the other dreams? The ones that came true? like Mr. Billent's son, he got in a car crash, but I dreamed of it a week before. or The robber at the Logan's house. What about the glass I shattered? I didn't mean to, I got so mad and a bunch of glass just broke all over." My mind was racing, when suddenly I realized they were looking at me like they knew what I was thinking about.

"Isabel, do you have any idea what we mean?" Sam asked me and I could tell he already knew the answer.

"I....." I didn't know what to say. It's like my mouth stopped working, but my brain was on over drive. "What does he mean, 'like Sammy'? Was that Sam, his brother, or someone else? A prophet? Chuck? This can't be happening." I sat down on the porch and thought, "What's going on?!"

As if reading my mind, Sam said. "Hey, you okay? I know it must be pretty scary, but I know what it's like." He walked up to me and sat next to me." And yeah it's scary! Am I a monster or a gift?"

"Yeah, but that does make sense" I didn't know why I was telling them this, but I told them about it all. The robber, the glass, and the car crash. I was surprised I didn't start crying, but I'm strong enough.

"Wow.." Is all that came out of Dean's mouth, so I guess he was also surprised.

"Listen, Isabel. Chuck told us to bring you to a friend. You see there are these...." I stopped him before he could finish.

"Demons?" I looked at the six foot tall young man. I could see he was surprised by my response.

"How did y...." I stopped him again.

"My dreams," that's all I said, it's all I could say. I thought I might have been in shock.

"Well, yeah. Anyways..." He got back on topic. "Our friend told us to bring you to another friend, he's an angel." My eyes went wide. "I mean. I knew they existed, but wow. to really meet one. Wow." He continued and smiled at me. "So we need you to come with us, is your mom out or any other parent?"

I thought about what to do for a second, andthen I respond. "She won't be back for another week on business. I cancall her and tell her a cover story. I'll be back in a minute; I need to grab afew things." Sam nodded and I ran inside.    

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