"You guys should've shut the door properly." Lilith scolded mildly as she entered the Motel room once more with the brothers, "Someone could've had off with the beers."
"I'd like to see them try." Dean retorted, dropping onto the bed.
"Or laptop. Or guns or- what's up, Sam?"
"Nothing." The younger Winchester replied, from where he was already sitting, frowning at the laptop. "Just seeing what food places are about."
Dean's only input was, "Something greasy."
"So, what's the plan?" Lilith asked, deciding to keep at least somewhat on track after their disturbance, "We lure the Vamps to the Warehouse tomorrow night?"
"We'll get there just before midnight," Sam began, closing the laptop. "Start setting up and scope the place out, then start luring them in early hours of the morning."
"Sounds like a plan."
"Well?" Dean asked and the other two frowned at him.
"Well, what?"
"Food?"
Sam deadpanned, "Burger place half a mile North."
"Perfect." Dean announced standing- but almost fell back onto the bed as Castiel appeared in front of him.
"How many times, Cass?" Dean cursed, still grumbling as he left, "Goddamn Angels and their damned Apparating-"
Castiel looked to both Sam and Lilith, unbothered, and reported, "There was no one else about."
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"I think we've got them all down pat." Sanya spoke with a yawn, stretched out on the carpet, absently levitating one of the notepads above her. "Protection, detection, location- and no doubt some other 'tions', but you get my drift."
"Being a Witch must be so cool." Tyler said, throwing a crystal ball into the air before catching it- Bonnie kept shooting him killer looks. "Definitely better than breaking all my bones and turning into a beast every month."
"Yeah, that time of the month is hard." Caroline sympathised, half on the couch and half on the floor.
"You can't compare turning into a werewolf and periods-"
"We need food." Bonnie declared- it was late, and they were all getting drowsy. "But I can't- I can't reach the phone to order a pizza."
"Are you a Witch or not?"
She gave the Werewolf a look, "A very tired Witch, but I can still kick your ass."
Sanya looked, the phone was right beside Bonnie, just out of arm's reach. She fixed her gaze on the other Witch's hand and narrowed her eyes.
Mentally, she tried to remember the chant that Bonnie had shown her- the one she might need to use the next day- and she focused all her power, the pulse of her magic which was always stored at the front of her brain- hence her frequent headaches- and imagined liquid flowing.
Bonnie gave a cry as she fell ahead, almost crashing into a table.
"What the hell?"
"What was that?"
Sanya blinked and swallowed- she hadn't truly been meaning for it to work, but it was gratifying to know she could do it- and the sense of power and control which came with it was positively intoxicating.
She didn't want to do that again, however.
"Um- nothing. Just was trying to help her get her phone. Telekinesis, sort of..."
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The Supernatural Diaries- Extract One: The Hunted
Fanfiction(A Vampire Diaries/Supernatural Crossover) 'Hunt Or Be Hunted.' It's probably a familiar phrase to you, but it's much more to others. To others, it's survival. To some, it's a lifestyle. The town of Mystic Falls was never exactly normal. But, when...
