Us Hunters

Chapter 6: angel talk

Dean POV:

“Sam, wake up.” I ordered a still sleeping Sam. He woke with a jolt and looked over at me.

“What’d I miss?” He asked me, earning a little chuckled from Nic who was currently climbing into the backseat of my baby.

“We got the sucker.” I informed him and he looked almost disappointed that he’d missed out. I smirked at him then climbed into the driver’s seat. I was half debating on telling Sam about Nicole, but it was her secret to tell so I left it.

“So back to bobby’s?” Nicole asked, I glanced into my rearview mirror and saw her leaning in closer to my seat. She looked up at the mirror and made eye contact with me and I quickly looked about at the road in front of me.

“Yeah, we’ll go see if he has anything on your dad yet.” I answered her. She smiled and leaned back into her seat and looked out the window. She actually looked a lot better, she didn’t look as run down and she looked almost happy. Damn, maybe I should go find her some more vamps to kill. This was really the first time I’ve seen her like slightly happy, and it was heartwarming. I really wanted to find her dad for her, but I had this horrible feeling that we won’t find him in a, well, live condition if you get what I mean. I know how much that would destroy her because I had gone through the same thing. I also knew that no matter what she needed to find him, there’s nothing worse than not knowing if someone is alright or not. Again, I know this because it happened to me. Sam cleared his throat and I looked over at him. He pointed across the street to a car park where I saw Belphie leaning against a black Maserati Convertible looking straight at us. I took a hard turn and pulled into the car park. Now that we were closer I saw a serious look on Belphie’s face which was a new look on her for me. I brought the car to a halt and was about to step out of the car when I felt a hand on my chest stopping me. I turned around to the owner of the hand to see a worried look on Nic’s face.

“I’ve got this.” She told me and I read in-between the lines, this was private. I nodded and sat back into my seat. Nicole got out of the car and walked swiftly towards Belphie who was a few parking spaces away and out of hearing range. I felt the tension in the air. Once Nic reached Belphie she crossed her arms. Belphie started talking, and from the looks of it explaining something. I could see the profile of both the girls so I could make out both's expressions. I saw Nic’s face grow pale and she clenched her jaw. Belphie face was hard, almost unemotional. Once she was done talking Belphie just stared at Nicole. It wasn’t a harsh stare it was a concerned stare, she was searching Nic’s face for any warning signs. God, I was itching to know what they were talking about. Nicole opened her mouth and said something and Belphie looked to the side right at me. Her eyes felt like they were piercing into my soul. There was something strange about this girl, yeah she was hot, but she was something… I don’t know off about her. After a split second Belphie looked back at Nicole and said something. Nicole was growing unbelievably paler by the second.

“She doesn’t look so good.” I muttered to Sam and he grunted in agreement. I glanced over at him and he shared my worried expression. I had had enough of this, I needed to get Nicole to sit down or something before she couldn’t stand anymore. I hastily opened my car door not bothering to close it behind me and started walking towards the two girls. Just as I was about to reach Nicole I heard her whisper.

“OIAD ZORGE OL OIAD” I thought I heard her ramble, but her words didn’t make sense. After she had spoken the last word her body started shaking and I reached out just in time to catch her limp body. She fell back on my chest as I caught her, every muscle in her body was relaxed and she looked lifeless. I panically looked up at Belphie.

“What the hell was she speaking?” I asked her because, from the look on her face, she understood it. Belphie looked down at me trying to keep her face emotionless and panic-free.