Opposites [Supernatural Fanfic]

Voices

I spent 5 hours of driving which isn't bad considering the time I took a three-day drive once with no stopping, I learned to be patient. I drive up into the parking lot of where Jason is staying. I get out locking Baby up and I grab my duffle from the trunk before I walk up to the door he told me he should be at in the nasty dingy motel.

I knock twice then I wait five seconds before I knock three more times. It's a code we made up. The door opens and I see who I think is Jason smiling at me. "Amelia! Come in, I got a friend you should meet" Jason's voice says. He changes people just not voice.

He opens the door and I walk in to see a tall man in the room. I walk over to a table and I set my duffle not saying a word. I look at the man and I stay there staring at him as if I was staring right into his soul. He looks at least 6'2, he has chocolate brown eyes, same color as Dean's hair but he has a dark black color on the tips of his hair which is styled so all of it pushes up front. You can tell he is a hunter as his body is very muscular and he is right-handed as that is the one that looks the most beaten up mostly the hand he uses to fight, also the slightly dull look in his eyes show he has seen some stuff.

I watch the man squirm under my gaze. "What is she staring at me for?" He asks Jason. "She is examing you, she reads people" I can just feel the pride radiating off of Jason just by saying that. "Oh really? Ha, no one can read me" the man seems so sure. "You have had a loss, more than one. Most are by people you feel guilty that you couldn't save. But the one that probably got you into this life is by the death of a child, not your own. A sibling maybe, the only reason I am saying it out loud is that your an open person, there is no pain in talking about it as others would cry or their voices will be strained, but not you" I say finishing my examination.

The man's mouth drops as he looks at me. "Amelia, this is Max" Jason chuckles, I always amuse him by scaring his friends. I do a small wave smirking at Max's face. He seems to be about a year older than me. He finally gets over his shock and waves back. "So the witch!" Jason says rubbing whoever he shifted into hands together. Jason, for now, looks to still be a teen body, did I mention that he is a shapeshifter?

He has hazel color hair with brown eyes. He stands at 5'7 so far as I am in the middle being 5'10 between the two. "Yeah so, the witch is out for petty high school revenge?" I ask walking to one of the two beds and laying down. Both their eyes follow me as I do. "Yeah, we gotta save the next dude who is in trouble"

"What is the pattern with the killings?" I put my hands behind my head getting comfortable in the bed. "Every two days. The last death was today so-" "we got tomorrow to research then the next day we follow the guy till the witch strikes, if we save him then we go kill the witch" I cut Max off which earns me a glare.

"Alright, it is pretty late so I will go on a food run, don't have too much fun while I'm gone" Jason smirks winking at me then grabbing his keys and leaving the room. "So, Amelia. Who is Don? I heard Jason on the phone and he said something about a Don" Max ask sitting in a chair at a very small table that looks like it will collapse any minute.

"Don is my child, well not really. I found her and took her in. Jason and another friend help me out with her and hunting. She feels like my own ya know?" I smile at him. "Yeah, and what you said was true, I lost my little sister to some vamps. But what surprised me was you know that I am so open about it an all. You're a mind reader I swear."

I laugh feeling the unstable bed shake a bit. "I been around people so much I can read them well. Who to trust and who not to. There are also certain types of pain people feel with certain losses. Your eyes are full of life yet there is that still dullness that says you had a loss. The way you stand shows you were once in power against someone and it has hurt you badly for when they were gone. Reading people is like reading a book to me" Max looks at me deeply listening to every word that comes out my mouth.