Bite Me

Chapter Five: In High Demand

  "Hey, uh, Thalia, we're here."

A gentle hand shook me, and I sat up quickly. I blinked, realizing the sun had come up, and we'd stopped driving. Both Bo and Greer were awake, but both looked like they'd been sleeping for a while.

"Thecla." I yawned, unbuckling myself and scooting out of the car. My legs weren't long by any means and I'd had plenty of room, but after sitting in the same position for so long, I felt sore all over.

"Sorry. Thecla." Sam corrected himself, coming around the car to where we were gathered.

We were in the country, parked along a leaf-covered road. A door had been built into the side of a hill, and above that, a concrete building towered. It had a distinct dystopian feel.

"Wow, that's awesome." Greer grudgingly acknowledged the coolness of 'the bunker' Sam and Dean had told us about. They hadn't described it, just mentioned it as where we were going.

"I know right? Wait till you see the inside." Dean suddenly turned into a giddy little boy, eager to show off his newest toy.

"Dean," Sam jerked his head towards the door, where two new men had opened it and were standing in the doorway.

"Right." Dean nodded, and the two men headed over to greet them. They gathered together, huddling and whispering.

"This is weird. Under normal circumstances, I'd say that we've just been kidnapped. Maybe I'm wrong, but these guys seem pretty decent." Greer was talking a lot, now that we'd been freed from the school.

"You're just saying that because they're both gorgeous. They're probably serial killers." Bo scoffed, though I could tell she didn't actually believe these men meant us harm. She yawned again, leaning against the car.

"I wonder if our moms know." I yawned also, feeling somewhat rested but still tired. A small part of me wanted to just lay down on the pavement until the dudes had stopped their little heart-to-heart.

"If Kara was telling the truth, wouldn't they be off somewhere, dancing naked in all the glory of the worship?" Greer chuckled a little, amused by herself.

"My mom made a sucky Aphrodite. No offense to her, but she wasn't actually very beautiful." I still was confused how my own mother was the Greek 'Goddess' of beauty, love and doves. I had always been told I was beautiful, but I assumed every girl got that from their family and friends. Now, I wondered if that was true.

"Yeah, well, maybe that's why they wanted all the alters and sacrifices and stuff. Maybe she wasn't beautiful because, like the Velveteen Rabbit, she wasn't real." Bo seemed to have thought a lot about the whole thing. The way she spoke made it easy to believe that was the case. Maybe they needed to be believed in to be real.

"Hey, let's head inside now," Sam called to us, and we slowly walked towards him, each now lost in deep and confusing thoughts.

"We have a bedroom ready for you all. I, uh, washed the sheets." A new man who'd been introduced as both an angel and Castiel, spoke awkwardly. He was shorter then Sam and Dean, but still towered over us.

"Thanks." I nodded, giving a weak smile. Greer, Bo and I had looked around briefly, and now were shuffling our feet, waiting for something to be said about our future.

"Alright, well, I need a drink." Dean clapped his hands together, walking out of the room quickly.

"I'm sorry, this is probably really confusing for you guys. Do you have any questions?" Sam had a sweet, puppy-like face that was comforting.