Lucifer Chronicles

Cajole

They were all lounging around for the first time in over 24 hours. Dean was watching Tv, with his sister curled into his side, the large hood of Sam's hoodie over her head. Sam and Erin were sitting at the table, Erin legs resting in his lap, as she snacked on peanut butter crackers. 

A knock at the door sounded, causing all of them to become tense again. Dean stood up quickly pulling his gun out. Ariel stood just behind him, unarmed. 

Sam answered the door, Erin standing just behind him. 

A blonde woman was standing outside the door. A huge grin plastered on his face, eyes wide, and breathing coming very rapidly. 

"You okay, lady?" Sam wondered.  

"Sam... is it really you?" She breathed. 

Sam looked back at Erin, eyebrows knitted together. 

The woman took the opportunity to step closer to Sam, and place her hand his pectoral muscle. "You're so firm." She squealed. 

"You're so dead." Erin scoffed, not being able to believe the audacity of the woman. 

"Do I know you?" Sam asked slowly. 

The woman pulled her hand back, quickly. "No. But I know you. You're Sam Winchester. And you're-" 

"His wife. Nice to meet you." Erin greeted, a shit-eating grin on her face, as she prevented herself from kicking the woman's ass. 

"Not for long." The woman narrowed her eyes. She pushed passed Sam, and went to get into Erin's face, but stopped when she saw Dean and Ariel standing there in shock. "Oh. You're not what I pictured." She told Dean, and turned her gaze to Ariel. "The whole lost sister thing is such a cliche, don't you think?" She spoke almost like she wasn't judging their lives, but like she was talking about her favorite characters instead. 

"Who the hell are you?" Erin snapped. 

"I'm Becky." She turned back to Sam and batted her eyelashes. "I read all about you guys. I've even written a few..."She trailed off, looking at the ground, giggling. 

"Fanfiction writer!" Ariel gasped. "You're one of those Wincest freaks."

Erin cringed and stepped away from Becky, who seemed to ignore both of their reactions. 

"Mr. Edlund told me where you were." 

"Chuck?" Dean asked. 

Ariel slowly sat back down  at the mention of the man, who sat with her not long ago, after Castiel exploded all over both of them. 

Sam glanced warily at his sister, and closed the door. 

"The Michael sword is on earth. The angels lost it." Becky recited. 

"Becky." Sam spoke slowly. "Does he know where it is?" 

"In a castle, on a hill of forty-two dogs." She said proudly. "It doesn't make sense, but that's what he said." Becky stepped closer to Sam. "I memorized every word." Her voice tried to sound sensual. "For you." 

"Are you looking to lose a limb, freak?" Erin hissed. "back up and out the door." Erin pointed towards the door, and threateningly backed Becky up until she was out the door, then slammed the door in her face.