THEALewistown, Pennsylvania
Thea sighed as she slid into the booth of the shabby, 24-hour diner. After just ganking a ghost and then going back to her motel to get a measly hour of sleep, Thea was exhausted. Of course, Thea was used to running on little to no sleep, however ghosts were always hard for her to hunt as they could still sense her even when she couldn't be seen. She had almost asked for help on this one and had to remind herself that she works best alone and that bringing another hunter into the mix would only come with questions and trouble. No, it was better for her to work alone despite the loneliness grasping at her heart. Thea wishes that she could just have one person that could see her and understand her, that wouldn't look at her like she's a freak of nature, like she had been touched by the devil.
She ordered a coffee, not feeling up to eating anything, though she knew she probably should. She glanced around the old diner, taking in the rust slowly growing on the furniture and the paint peeling off the walls. There was a large man sitting on a stool up by the register and a group of teenagers in a booth towards the back of the diner. The man on the barstool had the same idea as Thea and was only drinking coffee, he wore a harsh glare that would have made Thea shake had it not been that she'd taken on bigger opponents, such as the ghost tonight, and won. The teenagers in their booth were obviously having the worst case of the munchies Thea had ever seen. Their table was filled to the brim with food and as they called the waitress over, it seemed like more was coming. They were laughing loudly, almost obnoxiously in comparison to Thea's and the Man's silent demeanours. Thea had chosen to sit near the door, like always, so she could feel the fresh air and had an easy escape route.
It was then that Thea's bright amber eyes spotted the newspaper sitting on the booth across from hers, she got up from her booth, abandoning her coffee. She snatched up the paper and started to flick through it. She stopped suddenly when she came to an article about one Steven Shoemaker, who was found dead by his daughter. This part wasn't particularly interesting, what caught Thea's attention was Mr. Steven Shoemaker's eyes. According to the daughter, they were bleeding. Reading the article more thoroughly and learning it was only one state over, Thea decided to check it out, it might be nothing, a freak medical thing, but in Thea's experience it was never a freak medical thing. Thea swept up her leather jacket and swiftly left the diner, newspaper in hand. She hopped on her bike and sped out of the parking lot, leaving a steaming cup of coffee behind her.
<NOW YOU SEE ME>
Toledo, Ohio
Thea walked down the halls of the hospital unnoticed, she kept her breathing steady and her black combat boots made no noise on the hospital floor. She made sure not to bump into any of the nurses or doctors bustling about and had to swerve out of the way when a trolley carrying a moaning patient sped passed her. It was times like these that Thea thought maybe her 'peculiarity' was in fact a gift, that maybe it wasn't an evil force that made her. It certainly was handy for hunting, this way she didn't have to deal with all the hostile officials and most monsters couldn't sense her when she was like this, invisible. God, she hated the word, it felt like poison in her mouth whenever she spoke it, not that she spoke it often. Really, she didn't have anyone to say it too and after the way her parents reacted could you really blame her for being cautious and untrusting of other people, especially when it came to her 'gift'. Thea looked up and noticed she was standing outside the morgue, but she could hear voices inside, so she couldn't go in yet, so she sat on a nearby seat and waited.
Twenty minutes later the doctor and his assistant left the morgue. Thea got up out of her seat and slowly pushed the door open once she couldn't see them anymore, their voices growing distant. The morgue was cold, but Thea was used to this particular cold. She quickly and quietly crept over to the doctor's desk, rifling through it until she found the list of corpses in the morgue. She then headed over to fridge number two, where the list said Mr. Shoemaker now resided. Thea opened the latch on the door and pulled out the table with a covered Steven Shoemaker on top of it. She uncovered the body down to the shoulders and immediately regretted it because even for Thea this was a bit much. The newspaper said that his eyes bled, what they seemed to forget to mention that his eyes had completely exploded. Thea gagged a little, Steven Shoemaker's eyes were completely liquified. This was definitely Thea's kind of thing, there was no way this was natural causes. Thea closed the fridge to go looking for the police report. She found it in a locked filing cabinet, she made quick work of the lock and then decided she had everything she needed. She quickly left the morgue with the police report in hand.
<NOW YOU SEE ME>
Thea sat outside the hospital on a bench surrounded by flowers, reading the police report she had stolen. So far, there was nothing of value in the report, just the daughters' statements and the autopsy report, which Thea knew was useless. Thea looked around the hospital grounds, had she been visible she would have felt very out of place, in her black, ripped jeans, Nirvana t-shirt, her signature leather jacket and her combat boots were a stark contrast to the nurses in their uniforms or the nicely dressed family members visiting their loved ones, dressed so nicely it was almost like they were going to church and not visiting the ill. Although Thea did not like people, she did quite like watching them when they couldn't see her, it was peaceful in comparison to her usual chaotic life. Her moment of peace however didn't last long as the doors to the hospital swung open and two men came marching out.
The taller of the two was very tall, like a giant among men. He has shaggy brown hair with a fringe and brown eyes. He has a muscular build with broad shoulders and a muscular chest. He's wearing tatty jeans with a brown jacket over a dark grey zip-up hoodie all over a grey t-shirt. He's also wearing brown boots. He has a look of exasperation on his handsome face and is rolling his eyes at the smaller man beside him, who is spewing all sorts of profanities from his lips. The smaller man, who was still considerably tall, was very loud. He held a look of frustration on his face and was gesturing wildly with his hands. He's wearing a leather jacket that's just a bit too big over a blue shirt and a black t-shirt, hanging around his neck is an amulet. He too wears tatty jeans and boots. He has short cropped dark blonde hair and the cutest freckles dance on his face. His gorgeous green eyes hold frustration and anger, the latter of which he's trying to hide. The frustration however is as clear as day. The two men stop at the foot of the steps leading to the doors, the taller one starts to talk while the other decides to look around the hospital grounds.
Thea watched as his eyes scanned the grounds before they landed on her bench, she knew he couldn't see her but when she looked into his eyes it was almost like he was looking right at her. He seemed to scan down her body, which for some reason made Thea smile, before landing on the file, Thea shook it off as her imagination, he couldn't actually see her. Then he did something odd, he started walking over to the bench, the taller man following behind looking confused. The man with the green eyes stopped right in front of her. He looked like he was about to speak but before he could the shaggy-haired man spoke up.
"Dean, what are you doing?"
Dean looked back at the taller man with an 'are you kidding me?' face.
"What does it look like I'm doing, Sammy? She has the Shoemaker report," Dean states in a 'duh' tone.
Thea's eyes widened, Sam looked as confused as ever and Dean looked exasperated.
'This can't be happening,' thought Thea, 'no one can see me when I'm like this. No one. Not werewolves or vampires or witches. Hell, ghosts can only sense me for Christ's sake. Who the hell is this guy? And how can he see me?'
"Who has the Shoemaker report?" Sam asks, still looking thoroughly confused.
Dean gestures to Thea and says, "she does, who else?"
"There's a woman on this bench that has the report?" Sam asks incredulously, looking at Dean like he's lost his mind.
Dean looks back at Sam as though Sam has equally lost his own mind and nods his head.
"Dean, there's no woman on this bench."
At this point Thea is hyperventilating. Someone could see her. Someone could see her when she didn't want them too. She didn't know whether to be happy or afraid, her body has seemed to pick panicked because she couldn't seem to breath properly. Both men seemed intent on arguing over whether Thea was there or not, so Thea took this opportunity to run as fast as she could. She just needed to get away and to think. Yes, that seemed like a logical plan. She quickly made herself visible, not caring at that moment if someone saw her and hopped on her bike. She peeled out of the lot, only one thought on her mind.
'Shit!'
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