Begin again. (A spn fanfic)

Chapter Five

Madison's POV
"So everything that ever went thump under the bed is coming after me?" I asked. I was once again pacing in the hotel room.
Sam and Deans eyes were following me while Castiel stood off to the side.
"It seems that way yes." Cass answered me.
"Perfect. As if it wasn't bad enough that I was a flipping angel that has no idea how to do anything, monsters want to use my unknowingness." I babbled waving my hands around to make a point.
"Madi?" Sam asked stand up.
"What?" I replied as he walked over to me and set his hands on my shoulders, stopping me in place.
"Are you scared?" He whispered. I replied only by punching him in the arm and growling, "You know I'm not."
Sam laughed and I flicked his forehead. Taking a seat on the opposite bed, I mumbled, "Then the first thing we do is talk to the king of monsters. Figure out what's going on."
"So an alpha then?" Sam asked and I nodded.
"Sounds like a plan." Dean exclaimed clapping his hands together.
"I was tracking one a while back before I left. We can get it when I get back." I sighed and grabbed my bag.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa were are you going?" Dean asked, grabbing my shoulder.
"Uh class where I am supposed to be studying." I said.
Come on man you should know this.
"No. No way. You said it yourself all monsters are after you and you haven't fully healed." Sam said standing beside Dean.
"Your kidding me I'm fine." I whined and shrugged of his hands.
"Your brothers are right Madison you lung is still in the middle of healing." Cass said, still in his corner.
I looked at him over Sams shoulder and glared.
"Dean, I am going out." I said and began typing my dark combat boots.
"Damn it Madi." Dean groaned and grabbed my wrist, slapping handcuffs on me and the other side to the bedpost.
"God Dean!" I screamed as my brother turned to Castiel, waving his finger, whispered, "Don't let her out of your sight."
Dean nodded to Sam who stuffed dads journal into the duffel bag.
"And where are you going." I demanded rattling the cuffs.
"Alpha hunting lil sis. Gonna get you all cured." Dean responded with a cocky smile.
"First of all no curing me butter cup. Second I am the only one who knows where he is." I informed him sitting back.
Sam rolled his eyes and started digging in my bag.
"Hey jerk out of there." I shouted moving to kick him. The cuffs restrained me, digging into my wrist.
Sam found what he was looking for and pulled it out.
My journal.
I had kept everything from the last 10 years in the book, including alpha knowledge.
"You are kidding me." I moaned and Sam waves it tauntingly.
"See ya sis," Dean smiled and shouldered the duffel bag.
"What am I supposed to do while your gone!?" I shouted as they opened the door.
Dean looked back to me and snatched the laptop of the table. Setting it on my skinny jeaned lap he said, "Watch porn. Video chat Charlie."
Typical
They left me in the room, slamming the door loudly.
"Wh-" I started but stopped and sighed, pulling on the cuffs again.

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My wrist hurt. Maybe even as much as my chest at the moment. Cass was still standing there like a good little soldier, hardly talking, while I was on the computer, having oddly tied my hair in a messy bun, and had spent the past 2 hours searching up a butt load of crap on werewolves, lycanthrope, or whatever you want to call them. We still had a case in this town.

"God I can't do anything with this damn hand cuff!" I screamed and pulled at the linked chains linking the two cuffs to each other.

"I'm sorry Madison, but your brothers clearly stated that you are to-" Castiel started but I interrupted.

"But you have to fulfill your duties as a Angel of the Lord, blah blah blah. I was there the last fifty times." I sighed and realized what was in my hair. I leaned down slowly and pulled the small bobby pin from my hair.

"Um Cass," I asked closing the computer and pulling a full fledged smile, "Would you mind getting me a orange from the lobby, it's just down the hall, and I am starving from being, you know, cuffed."

Castiel furrows his brow and disappeared. I immediately stick the pin into the small lock and begin my work. By the time I was six years old, my uncle Bobby made sure I knew how to track a vampire and ghost, also how to pick any lock, any time. In no time the cuffs jangled to the ground. I stood up and cracked my back, stuffed the laptop, Dean's knife, the shotgun by the door, all into my bag. I tied my combat boots, threw my tan leather jacket over my green tank top and opened the door.

Time to steal a car.

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Harrisons POV

I didn't actually mean to see her, storming our of her room. I was at the motel to pick up a job resume, in order to help with my college funds. She came out right as I was about to crumble up the paper. Her hair was flying out of her bun, her boots clomping over the asphalt, and her bag pounding against her back.

Madison

She walked straight up to a Toyota Prius with rolled down windows, reached inside and unlocked the doors. She slipped inside, with a few sparks, the car sputtered to life. 

Car Jacking?

She began to drive out of the parking lot when she noticed me and slammed on the brakes. We stared at each other for a moment before she blinked and continued away. I stood there in the middle of the parking lot, staring at the back of the car as it disappeared.

"Where did she go?" A voice asked from beside me.

I yelped, dropping the paper to the ground and turned to the figure. It was a man with brown hair and blue eyes. He wore a long trench-coat and a suit. Official type. "W-who?" I asked, reaching for the resume. His eyes followed me to the ground and then back up when he answered, "The girl, Madison."

Madison. What the heck is up with this girl?

"I- uh she went that way." I said pointing out of the parking lot. The man looked in the direction, back to me, and poof, he was gone.

Just like that, he disappeared with a brush of air.