Chapter 42

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Olivia's perspective~
We made it to Chucks house.
At this point, I kinda gave up on what's to come with this time line thing. We messed it up so bad I don't even know what season we are on.

I hopped out of the car and carefully closed the door. I don't know why but ever since that weird sleep coma I felt much better. Like I was on a cloud or something. Let's just say:

It feels great!

I don't have the headaches. No visions. No angel voices. Nothing just a normal human being.

I waited by the door of the house for everyone else to join slowly.

Once there I didn't hesitate to ring the door bell. We heard shuffling on the other end of the door.

Once the door opened, I saw Chuck with his hair messy and clothes dirty. From what I saw he looked like he was a mess.

"Good your here." He said relieved to see us.

He moved away from the door and into the kitchen which we followed close behind.

His house was messed with paper and books. There was empty food boxes everywhere.

"What's going on, Chuck? You ok?" I asked worried.

He didn't look up from what he was doing with the papers on the table.
"I need your guys help."

He continued to fly paper everywhere.

"Well What is it?" Dean asked sounding impatient.

I wondered around the room to look at the books and papers that were on the table.

"I need help with retrieving an item for me. It's a a sword of great power. Created by a warlock and bond in stone. It's been moved to a local museum in a city. I'll give you a location." He raddled off His request while not looking up.

He grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil and started writing a location on the paper.

"What you mean the sword in the stone, Excalibur!" Sam asked excited but didn't show it.

"Yes what ever it's called. Just go get it, please." Chuck waved his hand towards the door.

We didn't say anything else when we started to walk off.

"Olivia, I need to talk to you." Chuck said.

I turned towards the group. " I'll meet you guys in the car."

Without another word the group left. Well dean stayed a bit longer to see if I'll be alright.

Once we were finally alone his mood changed a bit.

"How you doing?" He stutters.

"I'm doing great actually. I feel like peace really. Nice and calm in my mind ever since that nasty part has been sealed up." I replied happily while walking around the room.

I heard his movements stop.

"What do you mean? How did this happen?" His voice started to raise a bit.

"There was no other choice if I didn't I would have gotten hurt or worse. Castiel has to seal up that part for now, but what ever it is it's still there waiting." I snapped back out of nowhere.

"Why didn't you say anything to me about this? I'm your father." He started to raise his voice more.

"Oh I'm sorry. I was defending myself for the best I can with this damn black substance in my head. Also news flash your not a really good father. I mean where were you when I needed your help with that angel, or the part in purgatory, or when I got kidnapped. Oh and most importantly my whole damn life!" I felt heat boil in my checks.

I can't stand this.

I started to walk away with a red face when the right side of my head started to hurt painfully bad. Kinda worse than it was before.

I quickly grabbed the right side of my head and fell to my knees in pain. I let out a loud cry.

"Olivia!" I faintly heard Chuck but it was blacked out with a noise I don't know what to describe it as.

I didn't even notice when the room got dark.





Time skip by conflict~



I woke up on a couch. I slowly and I mean slowly opened my eyes to the bright light above me.

My vision took longer to adjust, but once I did I saw a horrible white ceiling. I turned my head to the left and saw a worried father waiting by the couch holding a wet cloth.

He must saw my waken state because he started to shift towards me more and spoke.

The only problem was that I couldn't hear him speak.

"What?" I only heard myself weakly said.

I started to hear him more and more.

"....You doing?" Was the part I heard.

"I'm doing awful. If that's what you asked." I tried to giggle but it hurt.

"This might hurt a little." He placed a hand on my stomach and a weird light come from it.

The pain was soon gone and I could sit up once more.

He helped me sit up properly.

"Thank." I said. I tried to stand but was pushed back down.

"Don't get up. You're still recovering."

"I have to help the others. They're going to worry about me not being there. Especially Dean."

"I sent them to go get it. I told them that you were helping me with a project that follows up with the sword thing. I don't understand that. I mean I basically created it, just pushed it to a different being and let him do the hard work. I gave him the power." He trailed off.

I rolled my eyes and leaned back. A heavy breathe escaped my lips.

"So why did you need the sword anyways?" I asked him curious on the topic. While also avoiding the other topic.

"Well, I just need it. It has something that the wizard left behind in the sword and I need to know what he left."

He stood up from his spot and walked over to his table with the laptop.

"Oh ok then."

We start there in silence for a bit. It was that awkward but calm silence that you get after talking to your parents about school.

"Dad." I started.

He 'hmmd' in response.

"I'm sorry for the stuff I said. It was hurtful and I should of told you." I looked towards the clock to avoid an unnecessary gazes.

"You're right. I am a horrible father. I left all my children, even my own child alone and to defend for themself.  But I'm going to change that a bit. I'll start becoming a better father, with help as well." He proclaimed.

I smiled and looked towards him. He smiled back.

The moment was cut off by the doorbell ringing and a couple of fast knockings.

Chuck quickly went to open the door and I'm rushed in the others with the sword in cloth.

"You got it!" I cheered.

Summer sat with me exhausted. "It was definitely not easy to get."

"What happened?" I asked.

"Well..." summer starts but gets cut off by a cliffhanger.

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Just like she said, a cliffhanger but not really.

See you guys in the next chapter.

Love, Author~

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