Non timebo mala

III

I follow dean to the garage where there is plenty of open space for me to fight him. I tie my hair up into a bun and he begins to speak. "Here's how this is gonna go. First one to hit the floor loses, and do t hold back." I smirk, "just remember you asked for it. Literally."

I decide to make the first move which he dodges with ease, he throws a punch at me, I dodge and move fast landing a strong hit to his diaphragm. He gasps for air and I take the chance to punch him square in the face making his nose bleed. "You planing on putting up a fight at some point?" I ask. Now having gained the ability to breath normally again he rushes me, My foot connects with the side of his face just before he is able to reach me. He hits the ground as I notice a cut on his cheek from where I hit. I squat down next to him. "I do believe that is checkmate." I smile. Dean looks at me with what I think is amazement. "I underestimated you." He groans as he gets up. I stand as well.

"Most people do.... at least I think."

"Hey, We're gonna figure out a way to get your memories back. You know that."

"Yea, I can't thank you guys enough for helping me."

" sorry about last night by the way."

" don't worry about it."

We walk back to the library finding Sam putting his books away. "Taking a break?" Dean asks. "Yea..." his words drift off as he noticed the blood on his brothers face. "Well that didn't take long." He chuckles.

"shut up!" Dean walks past him

"What do you say we see what you know about the lore before we see what you can do with a gun?" Sam suggests. I agree and he and dean start naming monster after monster. To which I reply with how to kill it. When they run out of all the monsters they can think of sam has be draw up any and all sigils I know. About half way through I notice a pile of notes sitting on one of the chairs. Instantly I recognize the symbols. "You can read enochian?" I ask.

"No, only angels can." Dean says

"We'll them and prophets. Can I see that?" I ask and Sam hands me the pile of papers. I look it over not believing what I'm seeing. "Do you know what this is?" I ask

"What do you think it is?" Sharing a quick look with Sam.

"This-it gives instructions on how to make weapons to kill demons, how to see hell hounds, to seal the gates of hell. Even how to open a- a rift to another world!"

Both Sam and Dean's eyes widen. "You-you can read that?" Sam asks.

"How did you get this?" I narrow my eyes.

"How can you read it?" Dean asks just as suspicious of me as I now am of them.

"You know I don't have my memories, so back to my question."

Sam fills me in on the whole leviathan invasion and the prophet Kevin Tran, how they fought the darkness, and how their mom and some kid named jack fell through a rift to another world. "We know the new prophet. He was going to translate all of this for us but..." Sam sighs

"He's soulless, it didn't end well." Dean informs.

"But you can read it, you have a soul, and you're not a prophet."

"This-this is powerful magic" I say knowing what they're asking without them having to say another word. "I wish I could help, honest, but you would need a powerful witch as well as a source of some serious archangel juice."

The boys stare at me with hopeful expressions. "What?"

"Andrina-" dean breaths a chuckle

"Jear desus, call me Andi."

"Andi, you being able to read this means we have a chance to get our mom and jack back." Sam says. I look between the two for a moment. They are definitely putting too much faith in me. I sigh "if you really think so I'll do what I can."

"Thank you!" Sam breaths with a small smile of gratitude and hope.

"We get them back we'll owe you one." Dean says

"Find me a way to get back to where ever I'm from and we'll call it even."