The Chronnyles: Ronny's Supernatural Experience

Chapter 3

I must have fallen asleep pretty quickly after that because I woke up in an empty impala that parked in a parking lot.

"I guess they left me." I said to myself as I climbed out of the car. I stretched and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.

I looked around examining my surroundings. I was in a motel's parking lot. It was fairly empty, it only had the impala, a blue truck, a yellow bug, and a silver BMW.

It was still dark outside, so I would guess it's still before 7:00 A.M.

I shivered as a cool breeze blew through. Man, my arm is killing me! I rubbed my arm that Sam breathed out a sigh as I made my way to the desk clerk hoping to find out which room Sam and Dean were staying in.

I walked up to the desk clerk and rang the bell.

"Yes?" The woman at the desk asked stopping what she was doing on her computer, she then looked at me funny and asked "Are you alright?" she stood up "What happened to your arm?"

"Um...I..It...Just an accident."

"And your clothes? Why are you dressed like that?"

"This is how I always dress." I said in mock hurt, "Is something wrong with it?"

"No, no, of course not." she sat back down "What do you need?"

"Is a Sam and Dean Winchester staying here?"

"Let me check." she started typing at the computer. "No. I don't see anyone here under the name Winchester."

I gasped "Oh crap, they never go under their real names."

"What?" the woman asked looking at me concerned.

"Oh...Um..." I laughed awkwardly "Nothing." I turned around and sprinted out the door "That was close." I said when I made it back to the impala "What to do now?" I started to tap my chin as in deep thought.

"Excuse me." a raspy voice behind me said, startled I wheeled around and put my fists in the air as if ready for a fight.

5 minutes later:

"Ronny! Ronny! What happened?" Sam asked as him and Dean ran up to the impala. They had obviously dress in a hurry because Sam's plaid shirt was buttoned wrong and Dean wasn't wearing a shirt at all.

"Yeah, you screamed." Dean added

I cleared my throat "False alarm, sorry. But on the other hand I'm glad you care so much about my welfare."

Dean growled "What do you mean 'false alarm'?"

"Oh. There was just a vampire zanna. He needed directions."

"A zanna?" Sam asked

"Yeah, like sully, your imaginary friend. The one who made you marshmallow nachos a year or two ago, oh, and thanks for that idea by the way. They are now my favorite snack food."

"So nothing actually happened?" Sam asked

"No life or death situations if that's what you mean." I answered kicking my foot.

"Well, I'm going back to bed." Dean said walking back to the motel.

"I'm sorry Sam. I thought for sure that the purple haired, black robed vampire was going to suck my blood."

"Mmhm."

"Hey, where's Cas?"

"He left."

"Where did he go?" Sam shrugged his shoulders as he ran a hand through his hair. "Well, I'm starving." I patted my stomach "I don't think I've eaten in like 78 days."