Supernatural One-Shots and Short Stories

Another French Mistake

I packed everything into my bag, I didn't have time to waist. I heard the front door slam and I quickly turned my head.

"Shit!" I gasped and packed everything out the window dropping them onto the bushes below. I heard the quick steps up the stairs and I hurried to climb out the window after my bag.

"MARIA!!" Shouted my boyfriend and I slid off the roof onto the bush slinging my bag over my shoulder and making a run for it. I felt those hot tears trailing down my face as I hurried down the street.

"You get back here!!!" I heard him yell and I shook my head turning the corner and bumping into someone. I backed away and didn't look at them

"I'm sorry..." I said my voice cracking and the person seemed not to care very much "Oh no it's alright, is everything okay?" He asked and I shook my head

"I wish I didn't live here..." I muttered and the man seemed to relax "Well, where would you want to live?" He seemed so easy to talk to, but I didn't look at him.

"You'll think I'm crazy..." I muttered and he seemed to shake his head "Go ahead, I'm all ears." I took a breath

"I want to be in the world of Supernatural..." I muttered and he chuckled "What a pleasant surprise, because that's exactly where I'm going!" I looked up at the man and he grinned at me.

"B-Balthazar?!" I questioned and he pushed me into the road. I heard something like the breaking of glass and I landed on my backside in the middle of a back road in the woods. As I stood up a car came speeding around the corner the headlights blinding me I tried to cover my eyes as the driver slammed onto the breaks.

"Hey! What are you doing in the middle of the road?!" Shouted the driver and I moved off to the side, deciding my best chance was to pray to Balthazar, I shuddered at the thought but had no other option.

"Ahem, hey Balthazar, it's me, the chick you pushed into the road, if you could maybe pop me in a town with a motel or something, that would be awesome!" I heard the flutter of wings behind me and turned around

"All you needed to do was ask nicely, no need to be so formal!" He said with a grin "Come on man! It's cold and wet out here! Please!" I begged and he laughed at me "Alright, alright, hold still." He tapped my forehead and I appeared in front of a cheap motel. I walked in calmly and walked up to the counter,

"Hi! How may I help you?" Asked the peppy blonde receptionist, and I sighed "One room please, just for the night." I said and she smiled at me "Sure thing, here you go!" She handed me a room key and I took it gratefully "Thanks!" I said and turned to find my room outside. I walked down and found my door

"Room 34, welcome home..." I muttered and opened the door. I could tell the damned place had thin walls but there was a door joining my next door room. I set my crap down on the bed and breathed in the generic motel smell, sighing in either contentment or annoyance. I couldn't decide which.

I got up and began to shed clothing pulling my top over my head and groaning.

"Ah! Better than I thought!" I almost screamed as I wrapped my arms around myself

"What the hell are you doing in here?!" I demanded and he threw up his hands "I was just coming to check you ou- I mean check on you!" I glared at him "You're a very bad liar..." I said skeptically and he shrugged

"I tried." He gave me a smirk and I groaned pulling my shirt back on "What do you want?" I asked and he sighed "I just wanted to make sure you don't get yourself killed, there's demons next door, little heads up." I looked around the room "Okay... thanks? I don't exactly carry rock salt everywhere on my person..." he shrugged

"I'm just the holy messenger..." he said and I chuckled "Holy my ass!" I spat and he frowned "Look, I'm willing to make a deal with you." I raised my eyebrow at him "What kind of a deal?" I asked and he smiled

"I'll be your, er, 'Bodyguard' until you eventually meet up with the Winchester boys." He said and I looked at him "And in return?" I asked and he shrugged again,

"Nothing much, I just need you to do a few things for me every now and then, little tasks." I hummed in thought "Well, if I don't accept I'm probably just as fucked so why the hell not." He grinned clasping his hands together

"Excellent! I'll go take care of those demons, be back in a few seconds!" He disappeared and I started to take off my shirt again only to be surprised by Balthazar once again

"Can't a girl get a damned shower around here?" I demanded and Balthazar smirked "I mean, you can if you do me one favor," I groaned

"What?" I asked and he bit his lip looking me up and down, "Just one or two things actually..." he trailed and I glared at him "What?" I demanded and he smiled

"Where do you want your tattoo?" I raised an eyebrow at him and he grinned

"Uh... I guess on my hip?" I questioned why I was even giving him that information. "Excellent! Take off your top..." he said and I pulled the material over my head "Okay..." he walked towards me and put his hand on my left hip, I felt a slight burning sensation and he lifted his hand away to reveal an anti possession tattoo where his hand had been, it had vines twisting around it with some pale blue flowers.

"There, now that that's done. This might hurt, a lot." He touched the top part of my chest and I felt like something was chiseling into my ribs I opened my mouth to gasp but the pain stopped as soon as it started so it came out as

"Ahhh..?" Balthazar smiled at his work "There, now angels can't trace you. Very important!" He said and then gave me a very serious look "Now, don't pray to Castiel for any reason until you've met him personally! And do try to stay in character? We can't have Sam and Dean knowing you know about them, unless you're willing to say you're a fan of the books?" I shuddered remembering Becky...

"Nope, I can stay in character!" I confirmed he grinned

"Wonderful, now, go take your shower, I promise not to look!" I gave him my most skeptical look "I promise!" He defended and I sighed grabbing my bag and taking it to the bathroom. When I opened my bag I realized I had only my pajamas and some underwear.

"Oh come on man..." I groaned and sighed doing my shower and getting everything done. As I walked out drying my hair Balthazar was lounging in one of the small sofas reading the Bible of all things.

"...They couldn't have translated this worse..." he scowled and I raised a brow at him "What? I was there!" I rolled my eyes and lay down on the bed.

"I'm going to sleep, don't wake me up unless my life is in danger!" I groaned and curled up on top of the covers "Why aren't you sleeping with the covers on?" He asked and I glared over my shoulder at him

"I don't trust the sheets." I muttered turning my head to face the opposite wall. The lights went out and Balthazar hummed to himself

"Good night then..." he said and I heard the flutter of wings. As soon as he was gone I had my private panic attack, I was crying into the pillow, sobbing and hyperventilating. I was a mess!

I was in Supernatural! Literally! I felt so much fear and anxiety at that moment, I couldn't think straight, I felt like I was going crazy! I finally cried so much that I tired myself out and went to sleep.