Harley Winchester - Season 1- Supernatural Rewrite

Bugs (2)

I was laying on a soft bed. I was laying on a soft bed? I couldn't feel the purr of the Impala.

My eyes shot open as I looked around an empty motel room.

"Okay?" I slowly got of the bed as it creaked.

Maybe my brothers carried me in.

"Sam, Dean!"

No answer. I started to hyperventilate as I walked around the hotel not finding my brothers nor our stuff. I looked over to the kitchen table to see my phone. Rushing over to it, I looked at the screen. 23 missed calls from Dean and 16 from Sam. Where the hell am I? I quickly listened to their voicemails on speaker as I walked around the motel room trying to find any clues.

"Bean where the hell are you, call me back, this is Dean."

"Babe, what the hell, you just disappeared, this is Dean call me back."

"Babe this better not be a freaking prank, call us back Now, this is Dean."

"I don't know where I am Dean." I thought out loud. I then went and listened to Sam's voicemails.

"Pea this is Sam, where are you, are you okay?"

"Babe, this is Sam, what the hell happened, one second your here, the next you're not, where are you?"

"Pea, this is Sam, are you okay?"

I was about to call them back when someone spoke to me.

"Don't do that just yet."

I dropped my phone as red magic immediately left my hands, ready to attack.

"Who the hell are you and where are you?"

"I can't tell you who I am nor where I am, just know I am here to help you."

It sounded like the voice was coming from the ceiling, but it echoed throughout the whole room.

"If you are here to help me why can't you show your face, you're scared of me?"

"I'm not scared of you, I'm scared of what you can do."

"Same thing captain obvious."

"I don't understand that reference, I am no captain."

I rolled my eyes. I was literally talking to the ceiling right now.

"At least give me your name."

"No."

"Well you're just a dick aren't you?"

"No."

"I'm calling my brothers."

"I am here to tell you about your powers, I'm here to teach you the least of what you can do, you are too powerful, but there is nothing we can do about it now, I am not here to hurt you."

"So you aren't human?"

"No."

I bent down to pick up my phone from the floor. I looked at my hands and saw the rings, a small smile etched onto my face.

I quickly dialed Dean, he picked up within the first ring.

"Bean, Bean what the hell happened, where are you, are you okay?" Dean asked frantically.

"I'm fine Dean, I'm not hurt, I'm in a motel room."

"What, how, what motel?"

"I don't know."