Ok guys, really sorry about the grammar and spelling and such but I will go over those later.
I have been spending more time around the Winchesters. Of course Sam still can't hear me, but I talk to Dean.
Sam is out, and Dean is talking to me. They don't have a case at the moment, except maybe research. I think Dean is starting to like my company more and more. He keeps sending Sam out for things, so he can talk to me without looking too crazy. I at the moment am eating Doritos and sitting on the table with my feet on one of the chairs.
"You still haven't told him that I've been creeping on you guys since you were like 5?" I ask. "Why?"
"Well, I told him there were angels, and we are kinda in the angel's most watched list." He replies.
"Yeah, well trust issues aren't a good thing. Ever." I say absently.
"Who said we have trust issues?" He asks indignantly.
"Oh I don't know, maybe, me, the person who's been watching every breath you take." I say, singing the last part.
"May I ask, the person who's been watching 'every breath I take', what is causing our 'trust issues'?" He asks mocking me.
"Dearest big brother Castiel has a little vacation planned for you. Maybe I'll tell you after you get back." I say casually.
"What the Hell could he have planned for me?" Deans asks.
"You'll see." I say grabbing a chip from the bag of Doritos between my legs. I examine it then eat it.
"Oh and where did you send Sammy this time?" I ask.
"To get groceries and some pie." Dean says smiling at the word pie. I laugh,
"I'm growing on you."I tease.
Dean frowns, "what makes you say that?" He asks.
"Oh just the fact you sent your brother out for groceries so you could talk to me without Sam." I say sarcastically. Dean laughs.
"Sam's gonna forget your pie. Past, he forgot your pie." I say after a few moments pause.
"How- oh, you know that still freaks me out." He says eyeing me.
"Really?" I try to telepathically send a message to him. "What about this?" I can tell it works because he spins around to look at me.
"Why are you in my head?" He asks mentally. "Wow! That works! Sweet!" He exclaims.
"It's one of my new powers." I say out loud.
*Update from Zipporiah herself* hello guys. So powers. Lately I've been able to do even more things such as shut people up(it's great as it sounds), move objects with my mind(only once in a while), and telepathically talk to someone. I've explained all these to Cas and Dean. Cas is gettingkinda worried, and I don't really know what they are from, so I try not to use them to much. Also angelic things are getting easier to do also. I still can only do half of them though.
"Nice." Dean replies.
"Hmm Sam should be back right about......now." I say as the door handle turns. "I'll just watch your bromance bloom from this chair." I say. Dean nods.
"Did you get the pie?" Dean asks taking the bag of groceries from Sam.
"Oh sorry, must have forgotten." Sam says looking at Dean.
"Dude, Seriously? The pie?" Dean looks disgusted. I laugh. And Dean tries to ignore me.
~later that night~
I was staying at my apartment in New York when I got a call. From my dear brother Cas. On a cell phone. At 2:16 a.m. *little note. yeah I have a great apartment. It's got huge windows, great view, nice furniture. Because why on earth would I want to stay in a motel when I can buy an apartment. Don't ask where I got the money.*
"Zipporiah, it's time." I hear Cas say.
"Oh great. I'd better get something for this. You know I'm not a waking up person. Angel. Whatever!" I mumble into the phone. I whoosh off and appear by Cas. We are in the Winchester's motel room. My hair is sticking up in random directions and I'm wearing pajama pants and an old T-shirt. "Seriously? Now?" I mutter, more to myself than Cas. I go curl up in one of the chairs. I brought one of my blankets with me so I wrap it around me in a warm cocoon. Soon I feel myself drifting off, when I hear Cas' voice, then Dean's, "Getting your freak on by watching people sleep?"
"He thinks it's fascinating." I mumble into my blanket, pulling it down just enough so I can see what's going on. Dean looks at me. "What the- oh, hi Zip." I squint in response.
"So what are you doing here?" He asks.
"You have to stop it." Cas says.
"Stop what?" He asks. Then Cas puts two fingers to Dean's forehead and Dean disappears.
"Ugh." I mumble as I unravel myself from my blankets. I get up and sluggishly head over to Cas. "Well, bye. See ya in a few." Then I go back to 1973.
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The Outcast
RandomHow does one become on the top of Heaven's most wanted list? Well, first you really have to piss them off. It helps if you, I don't know, kill an angel. Or two, they really aren't picky. Oh, and it especially helps if you hide other fugitives. Or th...
