“Wow, Kevin slow down.” I speak into the phone, as I turned the speaker on.
“She gave me these coordinates, 44.053051-115312786088 Franklyn and Tracy-“
“Franks a friend and we don’t know Tracy.”
“Well the lady said they’re hunters, and that if you didn’t go save them, that she would kill them.”
“Yeah I heard that song before.” I announce.
“Dean, who is she.” Kevin asks Dean.
Dean grabs the phone out of my hand, and says, “She’s the bad guy, alright new job. Dig up everything men of letter’s have on knights of Hell.”
“Knights of Hell? Sure.”
“You find a way, to kill one. I mean permanently. Drop a dime.”
“Thanks Kevin.” I say, snatching the phone out of Deans hand, and pressing the red button.
“The numbers point us to the outskirts of Virginia. You know this is a trap right?” I ask them.
“Yep.” Dean says, still looking at the road.
“And we’re just going to walk in to it?” Sam asks.
“Guns blazing.” Dean points. “You with me Sam?”
“You know it.”
“Hey, what about me?” I look at them.
“You’re not coming.” Dean orders.
“What? No!” Try to argue, “I have the right-“
“To go back to the bunker.” He finishes my sentence before I could.
“Dean-“
“Don’t argue with me Madeleine.”
“Well let me go with you guys and there will be no arguments.”
“No.”
After ten minutes of me sitting at the back seat with crossed arms, and a pissed of face. The Impala stops, “Out you go.” Dean says.
“I hate you.”
“I love you too.” He winks at me.
I get out of the car and slam the door. I walk in the bunker and make my way to the main room.
“Sup.” I say, staring at Kevin.
“I thought, you’ll be going with them.” He looks at me.
“Yeah, I thought that too.” He drops his phone onto the table. “Anyways, want help me with searching for information?”
“Yeah why not.”
*********
I open the door and turn on the lights, we both walk up to the documents and start looking through them.
“Kevin?” Crowley asks. “Kevin I know it’s you, I recognize that sound when you walk, I would recognize it anywhere. That’s right.” After a pause he adds, “Run, it’s what you do. I understand, I do. You’re what’s the word? Weak.”
Kevin turns around and starts walking the way that Crowley is. When he opens the door, he is welcomed by Crowley’s voice, “Hiya Kev.”
Kevin takes a couple of steps nearer Crowley, and I just stand there, lifting all my weight on one of my legs.
“So, what brings you to my tree house, handsome?”
“Can you tell me how to kill a knight of hell?” Kevin asks.
