Non timebo mala

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I wake to the sound of an engine and the feeling of riding on a bumpy road. I open my eyes to find I'm laying in the back seat of a car. Who's car? Two men in the front seat. The driver has short hair the other has long hair. The passenger seems to be asleep. The car travels down a dimly lit road. How the hell did I end up here? I feel my heart rate pick up as I stare at the back of the drivers head. Did they kidnap me? No, I would have restraints if they did, or at the very least something over my mouth. I wonder if I know them? Once I get my heart rate down I calmly sit up. "Where am I?" I ask catching the driver off guard as he swerves for a moment. I hold on for dear life. The sudden movement wakes the other man, And the car comes to a screeching halt. "Whoa! Dean, what hell!?" The man asks.

"What the hell is right! Who are you and how did you get here?!?" The man named dean yells.

"I'm Andrina Matthews. I was kinda hoping you could tell me how I got here?"

"You don't know how you got in the back seat?" Dean asks with narrow eyes.

"Did I stutter?"

"Look," the other man starts. "What's the last thing you remember?"

"Waking up about 5 minutes ago thinking I got kidnaped. Though, judging by your reactions I wasn't here when Y'all started driving."

The two men exchange a look of contemplation, and dean gets out of the car. "Just wait here a second." The other man says "where do you expect me to go? I don't even know where I am." I ask before he follows dean out. I watch them through the windshield. Their voices low so I can't hear them. Dean seems on edge while the other man appears as though he's trying to reason with him. Then it just looks like they're arguing. I sigh and place my chin on top of the front seats. If I didn't actually need some answers I'd have left already. A good 10 minutes pass before the two renter the vehicle. "Soooo... what's up?" I ask my eyes shifting between the two men.

"Where are you from?" The one with long hair asks

"Ummm... earth."

Dean doesn't seem to like my answer. "No shit. Where on earth?"

I shrug. "How am I supposed to know? All I know is my name and that I woke up in your back seat. So once again I was hoping you two might have some answers for me."

"Okay. Well, I'm Sam Winchester and that's my brother dean. You can come with us if you like and we can figure out where to go from there."

"We're gonna have to test you first," Dean says.

"What kind of test?" Next thing I know dean splashed water in my face. " What the hell dude?" I ask slightly annoyed as I wipe water from my eyes. "Let me see your arm," Dean demands pulling out a knife. "Why?!"

"I'm not gonna hurt you"

"Says the man holding a knife."

He just stares at me with impatient eyes, I sigh and hold my arm out to him. I cringe in pain as he cuts my forearm enough to draw blood. The two stare at me a moment waiting for something to happen. "How about a bandage? Or are you just gonna stare at me like I'm a god damn science experiment?", Sam hands me a piece of cloth to wrap it until I can get proper bandages and Dean returns to driving the car. "Where are we going?" I ask

"Our place. It's not too much farther." Sam answers

"Ok... what was with the water and cutting me?"

"We had to see if you were human. Hence the holy water and silver knife."

"We're gonna have our friend take a second look at you when we get to the bunker," Dean adds.

"Great! Does that mean more blood?" I ask sarcastically.

"No. See he's an angel. He won't hurt you." Sam says.

"Hold up. Angel? Seeing if I'm human? Can you maybe elaborate a bit?"

"Have you ever bee told a ghost story? Or maybe one about vampires or werewolves?"

"Monsters? I'm familiar with the stories."

"Well, they're real." Dean says "and there's a lot more than ghosts, vamps, and werewolves."

I sit back in the seat processing what I've been told. "So, angels, demons, and basically anything with a creepy story is real?" I ask. "Yup. We hunt them. you show up in our car... you can see why that would raise some red flags." Dean says.

"Huh. Yeah, guess that makes sense."

"You took that surprisingly well." Sam points out brows furrowed.

"Yea, well. Could be worse news. Hell its not like the world is ending." The two men glance At each other in suspicious silence. "The world isn't ending right?"

"Not at the moment. But it's had its close calls." Sam answers.

As we drive I ask any and all questions that come to mind. Sam was happy to answer them whereas I could tell dean just wanted me to shut up. When we finally arrive, Dean pulls into a garage and I follow them inside. "You weren't kidding when you said bunker." I think aloud. I follow them down the stairs into a library where they drop their duffel bags on the table. "Who are you?" A voice asks from behind me.

"Jesus!"

"No, I am castiel."

"Andrina, Cas. Cas, Andrina." Dean introduces. Cas observes me a moment before dean continues. The two men take notice of this. "She appeared in the back seat on the way back. No memory except for her name. We did our tests but wanted your opinion."

"May I?" Cas asks holding up his hand.

"Uhh, yeah. Do what you gotta do."

He places two finger on my forehead for a moment then stares at us all with a confused expression. "What?" Sam asks. "She's not from here." He answers.

"What do you mean?" I ask

"You came here from a different reality. What I don't understand is the how. You're just a human."

"Oh is that all." I say taking a seat trying to decipher what exactly that is supposed to mean for me. "About your memories... it seems all your knowledge and skills are intact as well as your personality. Something is keeping everything else locked up."

"Like when I Remembered Hell?" Sam asks as I whip my head to look at him my eyes wide.

"Yes. Someone has created a wall, locking her past away."

"Am I ever going to get them back?" I ask.

Cas sighs a grim look on his face "until we figure out how you got here and why I'm afraid I don't have anymore answers for you."

I run my hands over my face and push a few stray hairs back. "Okay. What should I do now?" I ask all three of them. "Now, you get some rest. You can stay here until we get some answers." Dean says

"Thank you" all three of them nod and dean shows me down a hall to a bedroom. He opens the door and I enter. "Kitchen is down the hall that way. Bathroom is that door there." I nod.

"Thanks again."

"Don't mention it. I can imagine it's been a long night for you. Get some rest and we'll start figuring out what to do in the morning." He says before closing the door and leaving. I kick off my boots and lay my jacket at the foot of the bed. I crawl under the sheets to get some sit eye as suggested, However, my mind wonders well into the night. What about my family and friends? Hell did I even have any waiting for me to come home? Is someone, anyone, worried that I just up and vanished? No matter how hard I try to suppress my thoughts, they haunt me all night. So much for getting some rest.